The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Aiden's forehead instantly dripped with sweat! His body couldn't stop trembling. His opponent's strength was so terrifying; he was a sixth-level warrior, after all.

Aiden revealed an unsightly smile. "There are things we can discuss. There's no need to be so hostile. If Archmage Dorai feels there's a problem with the conditions, we can talk more. Our Howard family's bloodline is pure, inherited from the ancient Titan race. Moreover, we are on good terms with the First Prince. If Archmage Dorai is willing to join our Howard family, the matter of approving the city's construction is just a word from him."

Dorai muttered inwardly, 'Another Titan race.' He had just killed a giant ape, and now the Howards were popping up. The Titan race was just too indiscriminate.

No one could say for sure about ancient matters; now, they could only rely on speculation.

However, Aiden's last sentence exposed his goal. He was indeed a lobbyist for someone.

Dorai slowly retracted his aura, lowered his head, glanced at the paper in his hand, and began writing something with a rustling sound, leaving Aiden hanging on the side.

Aiden didn't know what was going on, whether the other party was pretending to be deaf and mute or doing it on purpose. He stood for a while, then simply sat on the nearby stool, quietly waiting for the other party's response.

Dorai left him hanging for a full fifteen minutes before raising his head and slowly saying, "I will not participate in any imperial succession disputes."

Aiden's heart sank, his gaze fixed on the other party, and he said, "Archmage Dorai, you are deliberately doing this. You have openly helped the Third Prince and now taken the Third Prince's territory. Every power in the imperial capital knows you are the Third Prince's man."

Dorai smiled. He said somewhat helplessly, "I exchanged something for this territory; it wasn't given to me. Do you understand?"

Aiden sneered, "What could be worth such a territory? Do you know how much output this territory will generate in the future?"

Dorai retorted, "Since you know, then do you know the difficulty of taking this territory? Is this a place that a prince can take?"

"A place that can't be taken is worthless to anyone. Let's not talk about value. I will not join any faction, nor will I participate in any faction. Aiden, right? Leave. I won't make things difficult for you, nor do I want to make things difficult for you!"

Dorai knew that there would be many lobbyists like Aiden in the coming days. After all, his potential had already been demonstrated. A sixth-level mage at twenty-seven was someone everyone wanted to win over. Unfortunately, Dorai was destined not to be someone they could win over.

With the Rhein family as his backing and his own strength as a guarantee, he feared no one openly except for those who were stronger than him; he only needed to guard against those in the dark.

Aiden snorted coldly and turned to leave.

...

After leaving the City Lord's mansion, his expression returned to normal, and he began to think carefully.

This territory was actually exchanged for? This was completely inconsistent with what the intelligence said. It seemed that the First Prince's intelligence was insufficient.

What kind of deal did Dorai make with the Third Prince? Although this territory had a good geographical location, no prince could currently take it. It could be said to be a useless territory. Dorai happened to take it, so its value was fully realized. Coupled with the fact that he advanced to the sixth level before thirty, countless people and forces wanted to win him over.

He wasn't the first batch, but he certainly wasn't the last, because the news from Waldstein was deliberately blocked, and the news transmission to the imperial capital was very slow. Not many people knew about it yet.

The First Prince knew because he had planted spies in the Third Prince's camp who inadvertently learned that such a talent had emerged in the Northwest. That's why he told himself to have the Edward family come over to win him over as soon as possible.

If everyone knew, the Glorious Wizard Alliance might turn a blind eye, and the three major academies might even come to snatch him. Such a great resource, such a powerful teaching ability, was simply a miracle.

When he truly saw Dorai, he understood what true arrogance was. With enough strength, he feared no force. This was arrogance.

He walked out of the City Lord's mansion, shrinking his neck slightly, cursing the damn weather inwardly.

It was really cold outside. Ice and snow had just covered the ground, and the temperature had already reached below zero. The cold felt like icy knives piercing into his neck. In the south, snow wouldn't be seen until at least January.

He raised his head, looking at the white snow covering the infinitely flat ground around him, and the busy crowds around the scattered buildings, filled with a lively scene. Even the snow seemed unable to resist their enthusiasm.

This place was indeed just starting, indeed an undeveloped land, but looking at the vast layout and complete structure, no one dared to cause trouble.

He glanced at the eight wizard towers in the distance. It was said that these were entirely built by Dorai himself, which was truly shocking.

Twenty-seven years old, and after this year, he would only be twenty-eight. He could refine wizard towers, refine potions, and his own strength had reached the sixth level. He was truly terrifying.

This person was not easy to deal with. Temptation? He had to think of something that could pique his interest, but today he had probed out some things.

He slowly walked out of the wizard tower and headed towards the city's few hotels.

The city was very empty, with few buildings around, but it could be seen that those who invested had very astute eyes, occupying the main positions.

Just then, he saw a large team entering the city from the west.

He got into the carriage, just glanced at it, and said to the coachman, "Go to whichever hotel, and then send someone to inquire about the situation here, especially the Rose Merchant Guild."

The coachman nodded.

The group quickly disappeared at the city gate.

...

Dorai raised his head and looked at the entrance.

Gideon led a few people in from the entrance. They looked around excitedly, walking and joking.

When they reached Dorai, they returned to their serious expressions.

"Master," they said together.

Gideon stepped forward and said excitedly, "Master, I have brought all the people here. They are outside. Please arrange the tasks."

Dorai nodded and said, "I called you here this time to work, but you don't need to do anything today. After traveling a long distance, take a rest first. Tomorrow and the day after, you can take a look around and also look at the planning drawings. The day after tomorrow, I will arrange things for you. You will temporarily live in Morris's wizard tower and contact him regarding the wizard tower cluster."

Gideon and the others nodded. Libesa curiously said at this time, "Master, aren't you going to decorate this place? It looks so deserted."

Dorai shook his head and said, "No need. This building is also a temporary building and will be demolished later. The real City Lord's mansion will start construction after the new year. I let you come over, one is to assist me, and the other is to supervise. Starting from March next year, after the road ice melts, we will transport stone from the Arbis Mountains. You will supervise it then."

"There are also other roads, etc., but don't worry. Today, tomorrow, and the day after, you can go around and look at the planning drawings and so on. Remember, you represent my will. Do not engage in favoritism or corruption, and do not respond to any forces."