The Emerald Tower

"Do you think this is fair? My rule-both parties must pay items of equal value. I do have some gains in it. Although it is not a priceless treasure, it is not a rare thing. At least, those magic inscriptions seem to me It is not inferior to any high-level secrets! As for helping me restore my reputation and apologize? Apologies are necessary, not counted in it, and the restoration of reputation is also necessary, after all, that is what you said! "

Dean stood still and spoke. ,

He rejected the bet proposed by the opponent.

After all, it's all painless things!

The apology is entirely verbal. Who knows what you think?

And restore reputation?

What's more is nonsense. A large part of such rumors is a lie that can be easily broken. It is simply untenable. As time goes by, it will eventually become flat.

Even, Dean could seek Ryulang's help, and in the same way, in a very short period of time, he could regain his due reputation.

It didn't take Dean much work.

Of course, some necessary Kimpton is for sure.

However, the value of these Kimptons is obviously not equal to the ‘things’ obtained in the previous fog.

After all, it is just the same ‘blood of the god’, for many people, it is priceless-an item that can break through the yoke of the gold level, any strong gold level will be tempted.

Especially the golden powerhouses like King Xiti who value their own strength, if exchanged, even if they want to become the prince of Xiti. I am afraid there is no problem.

"The other party shouldn't know the existence of'God's Blood'. Otherwise. He wouldn't have made such a bet so rashly. He should have noticed that there is a huge magic circle here, but he has not entered the core; After the outer magic circle blocked... Seeing the tall wall full of magic inscriptions, when the other party heard me say the words'magic inscriptions', they had an unexpected and pleasant expression on their faces-absolutely nothing wrong. !"

Based on the words and actions of the other party, Dean can easily guess.

At the same time, Dean glanced at the countess without a trace.

Dean was also certain that the countess should have found something too—or rather. I found out about these wizards' changes, and then became dissatisfied.

After all, the countess could not receive true loyal service after she had paid a lot of financial resources, and she couldn't stand any higher position.

Therefore, the other party needs to ‘teach’ these wizards.

And his appearance is just right.

"A ‘lesson’ that loses face but does not harm his life?"

Dean thought silently in his heart.

Of course. Dean knew more clearly that this was not just a ‘lesson’ for the wizards in front of him. The same is still a ‘test’ for him.

Grand Duke Jade's trust in him is obvious.

The great Duke's swordsmanship with him is enough to prove everything.

And the talent he showed was enough to show that Grand Duke Jade's vision was right.

However, this does not mean that all people think so.

At least, among the original subordinates of Grand Duke Jade, there should be many people who are not convinced by him.

This is not a struggle of factions, nor is it a malicious suppression.

It's just because of the simple heart not convinced.

I think I can get this kind of teaching to the same degree-this is the root of human inferiority, Dean has already understood.

Moreover, these people will not be less everywhere.

However, the countess is a bit special.

As a veteran silver powerhouse, the opponent has the identity of the Emerald Grand Duke's enlightenment teacher, plus his own prominent position and power, there is no need to do this.

But the other party showed this kind of ‘test’.

Naturally, from the perspective of Grand Duke Jade, see if he is'worth it' such investment.

As for the rumors of his previous record?

Hearing is fictitious, seeing is believing, this is the truth.

"But, I'm afraid you didn't expect that I will start to make a trial potion here, right?"

Out of the corner of Dean's eyes, she could clearly see the frown of the Countess.

Obviously, the opponent cares more about the strength of being a knight, rather than the ability of a wizard or pharmacist to make medicine.

However, at this time, the other party obviously cannot stop—

"So what do you mean?"

The wizard advisor looked at Dean and asked.

"Equivalent items! And, the needs are what I can use—please don’t use some meditation ideas and the construction drawings of spell models to fill the number. I have already said that I have not learned spells, and after that, I guess there is no Time to learn; so, what I need is something more direct!"

Dean replied with a smile.

Some of them are naturally lies, but Dean doesn't change his face.

"A more direct item?"

The wizard advisor was a little puzzled.

"Magic items, spell scrolls-equal value!"

Dean said with a smile.

As for the wizards, including the wizard consultant, their faces changed.

They looked at each other, and in the end, their gaze fell on the wizard advisor—obviously, as the leader, and the most powerful wizard present, the wizard advisor was trusted.

"Magic items and spell scrolls are not easy to make, we can't..."

The wizard counselor looked for an excuse.

In fact, this is not an excuse.

The manufacturing of magic items and spell scrolls is very difficult, especially the high-level boutique ones, which require extremely expensive raw materials and countless time.

Even if it is inferior, it is a lot of hard work.

Therefore, wizards seldom sell their own magic items and spell scrolls, unless they are pre-booked or simply made in some magic workshops.

Of course, more importantly. The wizard consultant could not confirm. What is the equivalent value that Dean is talking about—high. Still low.

Or, to be more precise, how many valuable items Dean got from it!

The wizard advisor is no stranger to the magic circle shrouded in mist, and even considered familiar—he has entered it three times.

It's just that the toxins, illusions, and fog in it. It really made him helpless.

Even with plenty of potions and magical equipment, he was still one-third of the way to the true core in the nearest time.

However, such a path was enough to make him see clearly the wall that was like a mountain, full of magic inscriptions.

Although it was just a quick glance, the mysterious magic inscriptions above were deeply engraved in his mind, which made him unable to forget for a long time.

Moreover, through some of the above research. His stasis strength has a hint of advancing-a new spell slot. It all seems to be forming.

Therefore, for there, the wizard consultant can be said to be thinking about it.

After all, once he becomes a great wizard, he does not need to rely on the support of the nobles, but only needs to return to the secret law island to receive the highest treatment.

Therefore, his attention is always here.

Waiting for the chance to appear again.

This time, he was a little reluctant to follow the countess to accept another emerald noble, but due to his own service principles, he had to come.

However, unexpectedly, the mist appeared again.

This made him ecstatic.

It is a pity that he hasn't waited until he actually enters, and a sudden explosion destroyed everything.

Looking at the big pit that appeared after the explosion, the wizard advisor was desperate.

But when Dean appeared, he saw another turn for the better.

Reminiscent of Dean's ‘name’, the wizard advisor was peculiarly indulging in his own disciples, otherwise, as long as he ordered in advance, his disciples would never say such things.

And everything is as he expected.

The other party took the bait.

The consecutive victories in the Emerald City made the opponent's head a little hot and confused.

A guy from a knight background was actually going to compare medicine to a wizard. Although he was only a young man who had just obtained an official wizard, he was definitely not comparable to a silver knight.

If it is a comparison of strength, it is a big difference.

However, in the case of pharmaceuticals, the reverse is absolutely necessary!

And now, the only thing the wizard consultant worries about is how many magic inscriptions Dean has mastered.

However, when Dean wrote a dozen consecutive magic inscriptions on the ground, the wizard consultant's only worry disappeared.

That continuous, uninterrupted, and error-free magic inscription is enough to show Dean has gained a lot.

"My memory has always been good-although I can't really remember things, I can still do some shorthand...The walls full of magical inscriptions, I remember about one-third ——You can estimate the value of it!"

Dean looked at the other person's constantly changing expressions and said lightly.

"Two upper ring spell scrolls!"

The wizard advisor replied.

"Don't be kidding, at least four, plus a boutique-level magic item!"

Dean shook his head and proposed again.

"This... alright!"

The wizard counselor originally wanted to reprimand Dean for his greed ~www.readwn.com~ but the next moment he thought of the situation of winning without losing, he naturally gave up the reprimand.

Now that we are set to win, why not be generous?

"So... let's start preparing!"

The wizard consultant looked at his disciple, and at the same time, the assistants around him began to organize some pharmaceutical tools-for wizards, some simple alchemy equipment would naturally be carried with them.

"Does Dean know potions?"

The countess standing by, asked like this.

"Know some, I have seen alchemy instruments in his room, but compared with wizards..."

Archduke Swordsmanship looked worried.

ps first update~ (to be continued...)

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