The Witcher: Elemental Lords

“Greetings, Head of the Robert Family. My visit this time is indeed presumptuous, but unavoidable. I wish to pre-order a batch of goods, ready to take away.”

Robert pondered for a moment and said, “I know Glet has passed away, but the matters he was responsible for have been handed over to his younger brother, Gles. You can find him.”

Dore shook his head, “I need level seven and above medicinal herbs; he can’t make that decision.”

Robert was astonished, “I know you are experimenting with level seven potions. Did you succeed?” Robert knew that Dore had gone to the Alchemist Guild, but he was turned away, proving that he hadn't advanced to become an alchemist. Could this fellow have made a breakthrough?

Dore smiled, flipped his wrist, and produced a bottle of potion, “Because I am not yet a level seven alchemist, I cannot publicly sell level seven potions, so I can only come privately. I want to exchange level seven mental strength potions for enough level seven medicinal herbs for my use.”

Robert was immediately moved. Level seven potions are for level five professionals. There are quite a few level five wizards in the family. If they could obtain a large number of level seven mental strength potions, it would be a huge boost to the entire family.

He pondered for a moment and said, “Alright, are you in a hurry?”

Dore said, “I'm leaving Wassonburg the day after tomorrow, so I'm actually quite hurried.”

Robert nodded, agreeing almost without thinking. He reached out and tapped the small bell on the table, “I'll go find someone to arrange it right away. Level seven mental strength potions, we'll take as many as you have. We trust the quality of your products; they are bound to be flawless.”

Dore nodded, inwardly relieved, not expecting it to go so smoothly.

Robert's expression turned serious, “Level seven potions are a very large watershed in the alchemist profession. The advancement of wizards above level five is relatively slow, precisely because of the decline of the alchemist profession. Level seven alchemists are also called masters. If you can obtain a level seven certificate, you will have real influence in Wassonburg.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a person walked in from outside. Dore looked and saw Gles, along with a middle-aged man he didn't recognize.

This person was not a wizard, but a warrior, but his aura was very powerful, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Gles.

He immediately began to speculate.

He didn't really care whether he became a level seven alchemist or not. Anyway, potions could always be sold, just not so openly.

After the middle-aged man and Gles entered, Gles smiled at Dore, and the middle-aged man also showed curiosity.

After the two greeted Robert, Robert slowly said, “You've met Gles before. This is Paine, the father of Glet and Gles, the family's director in charge of the potion supply within Wassonburg. You can talk to Paine.”

Dore's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded, “Greetings, Uncle Paine.”

Paine nodded. He had a strong aura, with a clear battle intent hidden within him. He was a warrior of at least level five or above. Looking at Dore, he smiled slowly, “Wizard Dore, it's better to meet in person than to hear about you. You are truly a young hero. Compared to you, Glet and Gles are somewhat lacking.”

Dore laughed, “There's no comparison. I focus on cultivation, while Glet has to worry about family affairs. He doesn't have as much time as I do.”

Paine nodded. This child was neither arrogant nor impetuous, humble and cautious, very good. To say that Glet had to worry about business matters, while Dore also refined medicine, the difficulty of which needn't be compared. Just thinking about it, one knew which was more time-consuming.

“Haha, let's not say too many pleasantries. You can discuss what you want with me.”

Dore looked at Robert.

Robert nodded.

Dore turned to Paine, took out a piece of paper, “I need all the materials on this.”

Paine took it, and after just one glance, he frowned. They were all level seven medicinal herbs. Because there were only those two level seven alchemists in Wassonburg, the storage of medicinal herbs was usually abundant, but not very much, because a portion had to be sent to the Imperial Capital. The family only had a small portion.

This thing… If he received it and couldn't sell it, preservation would also be a big problem. Dore needed these medicinal herbs, and he immediately knew what the family's future direction was.

He nodded and said, “When do you need them? I'll have Gles prepare them.”

Hearing this, Dore breathed a sigh of relief and said, “As soon as possible, preferably within the next day or two.”

Paine nodded and said, “Alright, I'll have Gles prepare them.”

Dore immediately smiled, feeling relieved that one thing was finally settled.

With the major issue resolved, Dore chatted with them for a while before bidding farewell and turning to leave the Owen Family.

After walking out of the Owen Family's gate, he looked around. The road was wide, with carriages coming and going, very impressive, and he felt somewhat sentimental.

Before, when he first came here, he couldn't even come to this dedicated area for large families in the North District. Now, he could come and go as he pleased. Once he obtained the level seven alchemist certification, his status would truly be stable, and he wouldn't have to pretend to be a businessman anymore.

In addition to this, he also had to apply to the Glory Wizard Alliance for a faction, organization, or club to pass on his alchemy philosophy. Secretly teaching was not a long-term solution. He hoped that the alchemist profession in Wassonburg, or even the entire human race, would flourish, unlike now, when it was monopolized by a small group of people, with the upper levels cut off, and above level five, one had to rely entirely on self-study.

The human race should be vibrant and progressive, not like it is now, full of depravity and corruption.

Thinking of this, he moved, turning into a gust of breeze, and quickly disappeared.

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This matter was not urgent. He would wait until Allen took office. Prius still had too many concerns here. It was said that the inspection team would be coming soon, and he didn't know what kind of people would come, a genius group, or a nanny group? Or a tour group? It was estimated that the entire Wassonburg would be shaken by then, after all, they were people from the Imperial Capital. If one could get in touch with them, it would be beneficial to any individual or family.

The Imperial Capital, for a time, became a mysterious synonym in Dore's eyes.

Returning to the Wizard Tower, Dore locked himself in the laboratory and began his great alchemy plan.

The order with the Owen Family was large, and he had to make a sufficient amount of potions.

The next afternoon, a small convoy stopped at the entrance of the Babel Tower, led by Gles. He also brought two level five wizards from the family, both elderly, which showed the importance attached to this matter.

After receiving them, Dore gave them all the potions he had refined and moved the medicinal herbs into the storage room on the first floor.

This transaction amounted to more than three million gold coins, which was an extremely large number for a medium-sized family.

Mutual benefit.

Gles was truly subdued by Dore, without a trace of temper. When he saw Dore, it was as if he were seeing an elder. After exchanging pleasantries, the two level five wizards took the potions away, eager to return.

…

Lauren stood outside the Wizard Tower, glanced at the Babel Tower, with a calm expression, and filled with emotion. He sent a message to Ayshi, and after a moment, the Wizard Tower door slowly opened.