The Witcher: Elemental Lords

At this moment, Bernard had already made his decision. He raised his head and looked around, feeling a slight sense of security, belonging, and even pride.

Dore came down from the stove, glanced at Bernard, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Made a decision?"

Bernard glanced at Dore and said solemnly, "I've made a decision. Actually, there's not much to decide. From a social perspective, being a disciple of Lord Xilan has short-term advantages, but no long-term advantages. The disadvantages are very obvious. Such big figures accept disciples for a purpose, and we can't afford the ultimate consequences."

Bernard himself was already at level four, with powerful strength, while Xilan was only slightly higher in status.

Dore nodded, sighed, and said, "I was originally planning to persuade you, but with your experience, you should be able to figure it out, so I didn't say anything. A figure like Xilan definitely didn't value your sister's talent. There should be many other factors."

Bernard nodded. As a wizard, he didn't lack knowledge and thinking ability, and in the end, he only weighed the pros and cons.

Bernard felt that he could take care of his sister. As long as he could find an advanced meditation technique, his future would not be worse than being with Xilan. Moreover, he was already planning this matter, and the meditation technique was no longer a difficult problem.

The two quickly left the magic tower and came outside, then quickly separated.

In recent days, Bernard had his sister and Dore live together, but he himself paid to stay in the Lamb Mage Tower.

Firstly, he trusted Dore, and secondly, he also had some small thoughts.

Returning to the Lamb Mage Tower, before he even walked inside, he encountered a figure walking towards him.

Bernard only glanced at him and smiled, "Gudus, so late, are you going out?"

Gudus glanced at Bernard and smiled, saying, "Greetings, Alchemist Bernard. I'm going to find Dore. I've run out of potions recently."

Bernard nodded and said, "He just returned to the Magic Potion Hall. It's the perfect time to find him."

Gudus nodded, "Farewell."

…

Gudus came to the Magic Potion Hall. By this time, it was completely dark. Dore was on the balcony, looking at the scenery outside.

Gudus knocked on the door and quickly entered.

As soon as he entered, Gudus became serious. After looking around his room, he said to Dore, "Dore, that Xilan might be unfavorable to you?"

Dore nodded, "I can guess that. There are too many dangerous things in this laboratory. As a supervisor, there's no reason for Xilan not to audit me. But don't worry, it's okay. I've already dealt with a portion."

He had cleaned up some of the shady things, and the rest were routine experiments for alchemists, so he wasn't afraid of her review. As for things like the Corpse Worm, he had just hidden them in the magic tower. As long as no one was courting death and trying to steal his things, they shouldn't be discovered.

Gudus breathed a sigh of relief. He came here mainly for this matter.

Every time he came to Dore's place, he felt a chill down his spine. He would never come here unless he had to, it was too dangerous.

Alchemists are all perverted.

Gudus muttered, "Then be careful yourself. That Xilan has great power. If she wants to harm you, she might take some outrageous measures."

Dore nodded, "Okay, take your potions with you."

With a flick of his hand, he placed several bottles of magic power potions and mental power potions on the table.

Of course, these were all sold to Gudus, but at a friend's price. If it were the market price, Gudus couldn't afford so many.

"Thank you." Gudus immediately smiled, put away the potions, and left the room.

The door quickly closed.

Dore's expression became solemn as he stood in the hall, pondering.

Just then, a subtle sound caught his attention. He turned his head and found Rosa.

At this time, Rosa poked her head out of the room, looking at Dore with guilt in her eyes.

"Brother Dore, thank you for your trouble."

Dore shook his head, "It's nothing. Focus on your cultivation."

…

In the early morning, at dawn, before long, Xilan appeared on time outside the Magic Potion Hall.

At the same time, behind Xilan, there was another man. Like Xilan, he wore a gorgeous magic robe.

The difference was that both of them held magic wands in their hands, full of vigor, seemingly ready for battle.

Beside the two, Lamb and Williams, the two vice-principals, were in attendance. In addition, there were also Elleng's two major disciples, Worth and John.

Such a big battle?

Dore frowned slightly. At this time, Baal raised his head from his feet and transmitted a message, "That woman has killing intent on her. I'm afraid her intentions today are not simple."

Dore frowned and said, "For a disciple, it shouldn't be."

Baal glanced at him and said casually, "For her, crushing you is as simple as crushing an ant. What's worth it or not? You're blocking her path. She'll crush you to death with one foot. It's that simple. Hurry up and make the Super Vitality Potion, so I can recover my strength. I can eat as many of these little things as you can bring."

Dore frowned, feeling a slight chill in his heart.

Just because he was blocking her path, she wanted to kill him? What kind of logic was that? But Baal was right, it was too easy for her to kill him, as easy as he casually hunted beasts in the wilderness.

Just because he felt that those beasts would affect ordinary people, they deserved to die. Now, to Xilan, he was the same.

Lack of strength is the original sin.

Thinking of this, he touched his storage ring.

He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, but if something came up, he wasn't afraid.

"I'm still missing a few important materials. Do you think I don't want to refine it for you? It's been over a year, and I still haven't collected all the materials." Dore was also complaining a bit. The Super Vitality Potion didn't even have a recipe in this world, and no one had collected the relevant materials, so he hadn't had a chance to make the potion until now.

Baal snorted and stopped talking. He could see Dore's efforts. He wasn't really being lazy, he was just saying it, and he didn't really blame Dore.

At this time, those people had already arrived at Dore's door.

He took a deep breath. Four or five level four experts were in front of him, and Dore still felt some pressure.

The door creaked.

Dore manipulated the magic array and opened the door.

Everyone appeared at the door, with John and Worth leading the way.

Worth frowned, glanced at the laboratory, and was slightly shocked. Last time he came here, he didn't feel how terrifying it was. This time, really being here, he realized how exaggerated an alchemist's laboratory could be.

There were a total of five laboratories here, four of which could pose a threat to him.

Truly terrifying.

He walked in silently, looked around, and glanced at John.

John was also feeling heavy at this time. He also felt the strangeness here.

Everyone walked in.