The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Dore gave a rough account of the events in the Wasteland and then stopped.

A buzzing sound of discussion immediately arose around him, as the new year had begun and it was indeed time to take action.

These people were all alchemists, not strong in combat, and they really needed to put effort into logistical support.

The first wizard to speak up was not any of the tower masters, but another combat-oriented wizard. This was a middle-aged man with a stubbly beard, who stood up and said, "City Lord Dore, have the relevant reward and punishment measures been formulated yet?"

Dore glanced at the man and nodded, "Lord Vitas, this is what you will be working on recently. Resources, medicinal materials, and regulations will all be formulated by you elementalists. I will only be responsible for the overall direction and the more powerful demons. I don't plan to manage the rest. As for the rewards, make them as generous as those Wassenburg set, and the money will be deducted from the investments that some people will be making after the New Year."

Vitas was the temporary head of the Elemental Department of the Glory Wizard Alliance. Hearing this, his expression became solemn and he was filled with enthusiasm.

The surrounding elementalists also showed some excitement. They didn't have many ways to make money, and fighting magical beasts was probably their only source of income, so they were naturally excited about such a good thing.

However, combat damage was inevitable, and it would be best if the Glory Wizard Alliance could fully provide potions.

Next, Dore announced, "Once everyone arrives, the various functional departments of the Glory Wizard Alliance will be fully established. The Adventurers' Guild, the Alchemists' Guild, and the Apothecaries' Guild will also be established one after another. People will be assigned from above, but the specific situation will have to be determined later."

The crowd began to discuss animatedly.

A new city, new institutions, everyone needed to show their skills, without exception. At this moment, they all revealed expressions of joy.

Following City Lord Dore, at least they didn't have to worry too much about safety issues. With the Earth Fortress standing there, almost no large demons dared to come over, they only needed to clear out the smaller ones.

This was the benefit of relying on someone with great strength.

Dore created excellent conditions for them, and they naturally had to diligently fulfill their responsibilities.

The meeting lasted for a while, and after saying a few words, Dore adjourned it, because there was another matter at the City Lord's Mansion. It was still that Ayton from last time, and those guests from the capital from the last banquet, but this time it seemed to be different again.

This place was very far from the capital, and Dore was a little puzzled. What was so valuable about his broken Albis City that they kept bothering him?

...

The Imperial Capital.

George was in high spirits at this time, directing a group of people to move some materials around in the palace. He was now in charge of the position of Minister of Military Affairs, and it could be said that his position was only below the First Prince. As for the Seventh Prince, he had already been swept out the door.

After the Nightmare Empire's matter came out, his position rose significantly. In just one winter, he went from being an outsider to a regular on the court, and now he was even in charge of military affairs.

This was the benefit of being in charge of the Orioles, with all kinds of intelligence in his hands.

Recently, the First Prince sent people to the Northwest, but unfortunately, he was destined to fail. Dore was someone who wouldn't listen to reason, and it was no use sending anyone, it would only add to the resentment.

Hehehehe.

Watching you fail feels really good.

However, recently I heard that the First Prince has persuaded an Eighth-Level Elder to meet this Dore. A Sixth-Level at twenty-seven years old is enough to shock the entire capital.

Although the news had been around for three months, due to Dore's identity, no one had come forward first, but as long as an Eighth-Level came forward, everyone else would have to wait.

He felt that he should meet the royal family's greatest ancestor and have him talk to the other ancestors of the royal family.

So, he came to the entrance of the Imperial Glory Wizard Alliance and stood below Tower Six.

After sending a message, he waited quietly, without any extra expression.

Before long, the door slowly opened, and a voice came from inside.

"Third Prince, please come in, the ancestor invites you."

The wizard tower was solemn and filled with a strong sense of history. This wizard tower was one of the oldest wizard towers in the capital.

As soon as he entered the wizard tower, a strong and heavy aura came over him, and the Third Prince immediately felt pressure.

The ancestor was not on the top floor or in such a high-end place, but deep on the first floor.

As the guide retreated, George came to the door of the innermost room. There was no light here, and he could only see a little of the surrounding environment through the light from the doorway. He tried his best to maintain his composure, looked at the darkness in front of him, and pushed open the door.

Behind the door was darkness.

George had never been here before, and he didn't know what the situation was, but the calm state of mind he had cultivated over the days finally came into play at this time. He stepped inside and then slowly knelt on the ground.

"Ancestor, this descendant George has something to report."

Nothing could be seen in the darkness, and it was not known whether anyone was there or not. George did his utmost to observe etiquette. This ancestor was the most powerful wizard of their Glory family, and the only Ninth-Level wizard in the entire Glory Empire.

He knelt on the ground, not moving for a moment.

After a long time, a voice slowly came out from inside, and a cold snort came in.

"None of you are promising, but you all have a knack for causing trouble. You come to me for the throne?"

The sweat on George's forehead immediately flowed down. When it came to the throne, it was fine to compete for it, but he didn't dare to involve the ancestors, no matter how bold he was.

He tried to maintain a good state of mind and said loudly, "Reporting to the ancestor, that is not the case. Only the Father King has the final say on the matter of the throne. We princes can only strive for it through our own efforts and dare not disturb the ancestor. George has come here to talk to the ancestor about the wizard from the north."

The ancestor's aura had not been revealed, and there was only contempt in his tone, but at this time, he showed a trace of interest.

"Oh, the man from the Northern Kingdom who was promoted to Sixth Level wizard at twenty-six, Dore? Tell me about it?"

George was kneeling on the ground, his head almost touching the ground. At this time, he smiled bitterly in his heart, wondering why he had come here.

Hearing the question, he told everything he knew in detail.

After a long time, a voice came from the darkness, "I know, this person will also be a fellow Daoist in the future. As long as he doesn't fall, with his current achievements, achieving Eighth Level is only a matter of time. That hellhound from the hell world is a very interesting and fresh thing."

George's face, which was趴on the ground, suddenly stiffened. He had just said that someone was a fellow Daoist, and now he was eyeing someone's dog. Ancestor, what are you doing?

He could only say, "Ancestor, can I leave?" His task was to deliver the message and disrupt the First Prince's affairs, he didn't care about anything else, and didn't dare to care.

These ancestors were all moody, focused only on cultivation, and their minds were very strange, so he didn't dare to offend them.

"Get out."

A voice came from the darkness, and George was greatly relieved, quickly retreated, slipped out the door, and left without looking back.