The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Waite Hotel.

Standing by the window, Dole looked down, watching the bustling city, his heart neither sad nor happy.

On the streets, everyone was laughing and talking, bringing their relatives and friends, or with their families, strolling and chatting.

He thought of himself.

Once upon a time, he had envied such a life, but now, he was going further and further down this path. As of now, besides the wizard Lamb and a few students, he didn't even have anyone to talk to. At first, there was Guthus, but later, Guthus rarely came.

However, Morris, Sano, Raman and others came frequently.

But they were asking for something from him, not really friends.

Alas, after living for more than ten years, he didn't even have a real friend. Dole couldn't help but feel a little sad.

But he was still young, only seventeen years old now, so he was not in a hurry. He would always find like-minded people.

He sighed, left the window, sat down by the window, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

His mental power passed through the door, and he saw a very gentlemanly middle-aged man leading two followers up the stairs, their destination being his place.

There were only three rooms on this floor, and his was the best one, and it was on the west end. If this person wanted to come over, he must be looking for him.

Soon after, the door was gently knocked, making a soft sound.

At the same time, he saw that some people in the Waite Hotel were also paying attention to this side, obviously, they were frightened by his actions last time.

Dole's mental power surged, pulling the bolt.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and the middle-aged man saw Dole sitting by the window, slightly stunned. Then, his good education made him walk in slowly. He stood in the hall, with a professional smile on his face, and said, "Hello, Wizard Dole, I am Trey, the external affairs manager of the Tracy family. I am here today to formally extend an invitation to you on behalf of the Tracy family."

The Tracy family? Dole's heart trembled. Covert methods didn't work, so they were preparing to come out in the open.

He looked at the manager, sitting by the window without moving, his mouth slightly opening and closing.

"The Tracy family? What do you want me to do? I'm just an ordinary pharmacist."

The manager saw Dole's expression and was slightly taken aback. Did this guy seem to have a prejudice against the nobility?

He thought for a while and said, "We would like to invite you to join our Tracy family and become our guest elder, with an annual payment of 200,000 gold coins."

Dole raised his eyebrows. That was generous. A normal small noble family couldn't earn that much in a year.

He kept the same expression and said, "If I join, what do I need to do?"

The manager smiled, "Naturally, it is to do your best to refine potions for the family!"

Dole looked at the manager, with a slight hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth, "Then do you know how much money I make in a year?"

The manager didn't say this, but smiled slightly, "You will gain the friendship of the Tracy family. In this area, with our protection, you will be very safe." He emphasized the last word.

Dole narrowed his eyes and said, "Am I not safe?"

The external affairs manager looked at Dole, with a condescending expression, "As far as I know, you have been targeted by the Cinder Wren, and also by others. In Ellengard Academy, with that person there, you are indeed very safe, but the safety after coming out is probably unknown."

The manager felt a little uneasy when he said this. They had clearly ambushed him on the way, but now nothing had happened to this guy. Obviously, this person had other means. But no matter how they came, the purpose of deterrence had been achieved. If a level four wizard didn't work, they could send out a level five wizard in the future. The value of a level five pharmacist was much higher than cultivating a level five warrior.

At this time, he saw a trace of solemnity on Dole's face, as if he had confirmed something.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Dole stood up from the bed, the magic power in his body surged unnaturally, the surrounding air twisted, and black energy spread.

Behind the manager, two people simultaneously rose up an aura, confronting Dole's aura, and pulled the manager behind them.

Dole looked down at the manager, narrowing his eyes, "Threatening me? What's your name, Trey, right? Where does your family live?"

"Presumptuous." Behind him, the warrior shouted violently, and the fighting spirit on his body was instantly released, and the aura of his body fiercely pressed towards Dole.

His strength was very powerful, reaching level four, forming a materialized fighting spirit armor. The fighting spirit, plus the aura formed by his will, was like a phantom tiger, pressing towards Dole.

At this time, he saw a small black bottle in Dole's hand, and his face suddenly changed.

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The man retracted his aura, grabbed the manager, and retreated rapidly, almost retreating to the door.

Dole looked at the manager, his expression indifferent at this time, "Get out of here, otherwise I don't mind taking a stroll around your house. I believe, as long as I spread the word, there will be people providing information."

The manager touched the sweat on his head. It had been a long time since he had encountered such a tough opponent. A pharmacist who was good at poison was really difficult to deal with.

Thinking of this, he corrected his mindset, restored his previous posture, and bowed very gentlemanly, saying, "In that case, then I will be rude."

The three of them turned around and left directly.

In the corridor, seeing the three people leave, the others in the dark breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, messages were passed out.

The Tracy family's failure at the Waite Hotel became idle chatter on some people's dining tables.

In Dole's mind, the nobles controlled almost the entire world, permeating all aspects, military, political, commercial, and scholarly. However, in the world of wizards, although the nobles occupied a large force by virtue of their resource advantages, this was, after all, a world that relied on talent and effort, as well as talent. Among the high-level wizards, commoner wizards actually accounted for the majority, and the top wizards even started from scratch and eventually established huge families with their own hands.

Whether it was the Waite family, the Tracy family, or the Cecil family, they had made great investments in wizards, but from the current situation, each family had at most level four wizards. In this regard, Dole was actually a little worried.

He knew the destructive power of a level four wizard. Facing a real level four wizard, his accomplishments in pharmacy were actually useless. In the end, it would depend on the strength of his magic and alchemical equipment.

Being threatened by an entire family, Dole thought that he should change to a more powerful Storm Child Meditation Technique.

Storm Child was not only multi-elemental, not afraid of any form of targeting, if he wanted to change his meditation technique, what he had to do now was to observe a real storm.

Baal was hopeless. It would be the limit if he could summon a pure elemental creature. It was a joke to expect him to summon a storm elemental spirit.

Thinking of this, he got up, left the Waite Hotel, and went to the Glory Wizard Alliance to borrow books.