The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Having read many books, Dorale knew that when his life reached this stage, he had to make some changes. Standing in this important position, he would either become the prey of others or become a chess player.

Lamb could shield him from most of the malice from the outside world, but after all, Lamb's status and strength were limited. Malice that exceeded his own ability would bring Lamb trouble and threats.

He alchemized while thinking about these issues.

The best solution at present is to establish his own power. As long as there are enough people, as long as the personnel composition is complex enough, the current situation can be resolved. However, in this way, he would be tied to Ellengard Academy, which is extremely detrimental to his career development.

On the alchemy table, magical patterns merged together and combined with the materials. Soon, the magical patterns disappeared on the surface of the materials, completely merging with them.

It's done.

Dorale breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the item, and held it in his hand.

In alchemy, there are many standard equipment. The magic arrays inside are fixed. After tens of thousands of years of evolution, they are already the most optimized structure, the most magic-saving, and the most powerful. Such things are called standard equipment.

In addition to standard equipment, most of the items alchemists design and create themselves. Standard equipment is certainly more mature, but precisely because it is too mature, the market share is very high, so the demand is very low.

He picked up the item, held it in his hand, poured mental power into it, and then activated it.

A magical light flashed across the surface, and a scorching red line shot out from the front.

The red line only shot out three meters before stopping, and then quickly disappeared, leaving only a warm band of air in the air.

Dorale nodded. This thing was just an experimental product and not very useful. It looked good, but it was actually just for show. The temperature of this red hotline was even less powerful than Burning Hands. It was just for scaring people.

He put down the item and started making the second one. He needed to make sixteen of these things and then combine them into a set of tools.

. . .

Three hours later, a large disc-shaped object with a basin-shaped center appeared in front of him.

After finishing this thing, Dorale put the alchemy table aside and ignored it.

According to the proportion, Dorale took out some metal and placed them separately inside the disc, and then activated the magic array.

The disc lit up, emitting a high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees inside, completely melting the metal to form a liquid. At this time, he released the mage hand to wrap the melted metal and shape it. The metal became a half-body armor.

Dorale had been a blacksmith and knew how to improve the toughness and hardness of metal. By constantly adjusting the intensity of the magic array, he released energy to bombard the half-body armor. Soon, the thin half-body armor became even thinner, but the toughness and hardness increased by more than two times. Originally, it was just a level one half-body armor, but the materials directly upgraded it to level two.

After finishing these, Dorale breathed a sigh of relief, then closed the disc and took the alchemy table over again, preparing to inscribe magic patterns on it.

After a while, a half-body armor with magic patterns such as firmness, toughness, and dispersing power was freshly baked. The level of this half-body armor was as high as level three, ranking in the middle level of level three. Selling such a thing would cost at least two hundred gold coins.

Dorale was not satisfied with the half-body armor. This was just his first work.

He threw down the half-body armor and started designing again.

Weapons and armor have always been the favorites of adventurers, mercenary groups, and caravans. High-level alchemists often have three or four high-level caravan partners and will never lack money in their lives.

Dorale did not intend to enter the alchemy world. He just wanted to better understand alchemy and understand how this thing works.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, there was a knock on the door outside.

Dorale's eyes penetrated the door and saw Katyusha! She's back?

With a thought, the door opened.

Katyusha saw Dorale standing in the hall with a strange disc and an alchemy table in front of him, and knew that he was refining something. Her eyes swept over, and a half-body armor was casually thrown at her feet, which seemed to be very good.

However, she didn't look at it much, but bowed slightly and said, "Dorale, the teacher is looking for you."

Dorale turned his face and said, "Okay, did Dean Lamb say anything?"

Katyusha spread her hands, "He didn't say, but it should be related to the Dark Gate Academy."

Dorale's heart sank, and he said, "I know, I'll go now."

He casually closed the alchemy table, slightly tidied up the things on the table, and walked out of the room.

"Let's go."

…

Among Lamb's disciples, Katyusha is not very old, only less than thirty years old. She is still unmarried and is a well-known celebrity in the academy. I don’t know how many people want to pursue her, but so far I haven’t heard of anyone succeeding.

As Lamb's disciple, Katyusha's background is also ordinary. She is somewhat resistant to nobles in her heart, and she doesn't know how many young masters she has rejected, but there are very few outstanding candidates among ordinary people, which has delayed her until now.

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But for the long life of a wizard, this time is nothing.

Top floor, living room.

Nicole sat opposite Lamb, her face a little gloomy, while Lamb's face was even more gloomy at this time.

"I don't agree. Dorale is fine here. As for the matter of the magic medicine hall, this is the instruction of Lord Ellengard, not my idea. The people in the magic medicine hall are not promising, suppressing and excluding dissidents. What does it have to do with Dorale?"

Nicole sneered, "Dorale is here, which has seriously affected the reputation of our Ellengard Academy. He either goes to the Pharmacy Hall or re-establishes a magic tower. Anyway, he can't be here with you."

"Nicholas asked you to come, right? Why doesn't he come himself?" Lamb also sneered.

"I'm here to discuss with you now. With his current strength and ability, he is enough to lead a magic tower." Nicole refused to show weakness.

Lamb sighed in his heart. Dorale's reputation and strength are getting stronger and stronger, and he can no longer accommodate him here. This is not the first time Nicole has come here, and he can no longer protect Dorale.

He asked Dean Ellengard for instructions, but Dean Ellengard did not respond, but the other four responded. Their opinions are actually very simple, let him make the decision.

Lord Worth gave an opinion, let Dorale independently lead the Magic Medicine Hall and kick Nicholas out, but in this way, Dorale would be on the opposite side of Nicholas, which is also very detrimental to him.

Nicholas is a level three wizard, and Dorale is only a level two wizard. Although Dorale has an advantage in magic medicine, wizards ultimately rely on strength to speak.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

The two suddenly closed their mouths.

The door opened, and Dorale and Katyusha stood at the door.

Dorale also saw the scene inside at this time, and was slightly surprised. He thought it was someone from the Dark Academy inside.