Chapter 393: Wuwen Tailor
Seeing the camp that had become a ruin, a slightly older wizard from the school beside Bradley couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't sigh! Lloyd, don't you think that we were able to annihilate the enemy despite the impact of more than ten Hellfire Rock Giants and the sneak attack of the Black Flame Cult, and the only loss was a camp."

"This is the best possible result!" Deputy Sect Leader Bradley said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, all the wizards present couldn't help but look at the young man in the center of the venue.

It is because of the other party that we can win!
Gregory, the high priest of the Black Flame Cult, suffered severe damage to all aspects of his body due to overloading the Abyss Fire and was on the verge of coma. But also because of this, Ryan was able to capture such a rare person alive.

Immediately, Gregory was placed under special custody.

At this time, a young and fearful voice sounded beside Ryan: "Lord Ryan, please forgive my previous mistake."

Paul, the genius of the school, looked dejected and bowed deeply to Ryan.

Audrey and Alicia also came to the side and watched the scene from afar.

"Oh? Mistake?" Ryan looked at the other person with a smile.

At the moment, he was in a good mood, and he had no intention of pursuing Paul's behavior.

After all, compared to him, Paul's current level is too low. A first-level wizard, without knowing the truth, would not affect his mood whether he was respectful or disrespectful to him.

"Yes, Lord Ryan." Paul lowered his head even more, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead.

As a descendant of the Duke Nixon family of the Empire, he knew too well the strength of the man in front of him compared to other young wizards in the school.

"Since you left Audrey and Alicia behind this time, I will punish you. From now on, when they go out on missions, you will be there to protect them and ensure their safety. Is that a problem?"

"Huh? Of course no problem!" Paul was stunned at first, but then he agreed immediately.

Before coming, many ways that Ryan would punish him flashed through his mind, but he didn't expect that it would feel like raising the whip heavily and then putting it down lightly.

"Lord Ryan, please rest assured. I swear I will definitely do this!" Paul couldn't help feeling relieved and assured again.

"Yeah." Ryan nodded slightly and waved his hand, indicating that Paul could leave.

Ryan raised this point mainly because he couldn't possibly not be at the school often.

As for the Metal Department, except for the mentor Mogaro, who still has good combat effectiveness, the others are still quite far from being able to stand on their own.

Apart from being a little afraid of death, Paul has good talent and ability, and comes from the Duke Nixon family background. If he can step in to do something, it will basically be enough.

The two women were slightly stunned when they heard what Ryan said, but then they looked at Ryan with more gratitude.

They naturally knew that this 'mysterious junior' in front of them could not stay in the school for long.

The other party's actions just now were to arrange protection for them.

As everyone began to clean up and clear the battlefield, Ryan checked the previous battle prompts:

[Congratulations, you defeated a strong enemy and gained 26 gold skill point! 】

[Congratulations, your Will (Hidden) attribute has been improved! ]

[Congratulations, your Warhammer Wizard (Legend) career level has been upgraded! ]

Although Ryan killed the Abyss Fire Rock Giant this time, the King of Thousand Blades (Epic) profession level was as high as lv13, and upgrading it required a huge amount of experience points, so he could not upgrade again.

However, thanks to the fact that Ryan had used witchcraft killing moves many times in battle, the Warhammer Wizard (Legend), who had not been upgraded for a long time, moved his career level from lv10 to lv11, allowing him to gain some attribute points and some skill points.

At the same time, this situation also made Ryan think about the promotion issues of his other careers.

"At present, I am still some distance away from becoming a crystallized wizard. I estimate that if I follow the procedures step by step, it will take some time."

"In the next few days, we can start putting other career promotions on the agenda."

"For example, the follow-up of the Master Tailor should be able to be found in the imperial capital."

"And the remaining two extraordinary-level professions, 'Breaking Bad Guy' and 'Great Armor Forger', have not been upgraded for a long time, especially the former. Maybe I should go to the Royal Pharmacist Association."

"After all, this is the headquarters of the Royal Pharmacist Association in the imperial capital. There is a high probability that there will be clues about the subsequent job transfer of 'Breaking Bad'."

In addition, Ryan now has a total of 14 remaining attribute points and 1 remaining skill point.

This is because he used it up last time when he was upgrading the second-level witchcraft 'Iron Armor'.

As for the gold skill points, there were 8 points left after consuming 69 points last time, and this time I gained another 26 points.

So, at this moment it has reached 95 points, close to three digits.

However, considering the lack of the fourth level of the Iron Heart Advanced Meditation Method, Ryan did not mind having too many gold skill points available for deduction at this time, but only too few.

At this moment, Ryan suddenly thought of something, and he found Bradley and said:
"Sir Bradley, if we are stationed here, the school can purchase more ice magic scrolls, which should be quite effective."

"Sir Ryan, that's true. However, ice witchcraft scrolls are expensive. Given the financial resources of the school, it's still a bit difficult to purchase them."

"Mr. Bradley, has the school ever considered purchasing from the wizard schools in the north?"

"Well, although there is some connection, I can't say I'm familiar with them."

"I see. I will contact Winterhold College in a few days. I think the price will be quite favorable."

"That's great. Most of the people at Winterhold College are ice wizards. Their ice wizard scrolls are of good quality, but they are often in great demand and difficult to buy. It would be great if Lord Ryan could help make the contact!"

The next afternoon, the school's large airship arrived at the Raging Flame Canyon again.

This time, the airship not only brought some materials needed to repair the camp, but also brought several war golems.

Also traveling with them were personnel from the Sword Bearer Headquarters.

Since traces of the cult have appeared here, the actual difficulty of defense has exceeded the upper limit of what a medium-sized school can deal with alone, so Ryan sent a message to the Sword Bearer Headquarters yesterday.

As the captured Black Flame Cult High Priest Gregory was escorted away by the Sword Bearer, Ryan suddenly realized that this time, he might not only be rewarded with contribution points from the school, but he might also be rewarded by the Sword Bearer headquarters.

"Mr. Ryan, the support from the school has arrived. You can return to the imperial capital at any time."

"In addition, since you are in the Metal Department, we have unanimously agreed that the Metal Department's garrison personnel can be rotated this time." Deputy Sect Leader Bradley found Ryan and said politely.

"Oh? Good! Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Bradley, to take care of the defense of the Flame Canyon."

"Don't worry, Mr. Ryan. Although we don't know whether the cult still has Abyssal Fire Crystals, according to the records in ancient books, the possibility that they have multiple Abyssal Fire Crystals is not high."

"In addition, we have a team of adamantium-level swordsmen here to assist in the defense. Even if the enemy attacks again, we will have the power to resist."

When Audrey and Alicia heard the news, they were stunned for a moment, but soon they were overjoyed.

They didn't expect that this trip to the Flame Canyon would end so quickly.

This can be considered as taking a ride on Lord Ryan's coattails.

That night, the three of them took an airship back to the school’s headquarters.

Ryan first went to his mentor Mogaro's office.

"Ryan, just as you said, there is someone behind this. However, I didn't expect it to be the Black Flame Cult."

"If you weren't here, even if we noticed it, we probably wouldn't be able to resist it." Mogaro stroked his long red goatee and said to Ryan with a smile.

The more he looked at his disciple, the more satisfied he became.

"Teacher, this is what I should do." Ryan said with a smile.

"Well, for your great efforts in turning the tide in the Flame Canyon, the school has just discussed and decided to reward you with 15,000 contribution points."

"Thank you, mentor." Ryan bowed slightly.

Although Ryan had expected the reward of school contribution points, he did not expect the school to be so generous as to reward so much.

Perhaps, this has something to do with his identity as a sword bearer and his help in contacting the College of Winterhold to purchase ice witchcraft scrolls.

"Ryan, what are your plans next? Are you going back to the Sword Bearer headquarters?" Mogaro asked with concern.

"Not yet. By the way, mentor, I want to ask you about the advanced witchcraft item 'Robe of Concealment' that you gave me last time. Did you make it yourself?" Ryan asked.

Since the headquarters was clearing up this matter, which involved some secrets within the Sword Bearers, Ryan naturally couldn't talk more about it.

Coincidentally, he also had a question he wanted to ask, which was about the production of the high-level witchcraft item "Robe of Concealment", because it might very well involve his subsequent path as a master tailor.

"I didn't make it. Master Jacqueline of the school made it. What happened? Was it damaged in the battle?"

"Not really, I just want to learn how to make this 'robe of concealment'." Ryan shook his head and said.

"Huh? You want to learn witchcraft tailoring?" Mogaro's eyes widened and he looked at Ryan with an extremely surprised expression.

"Wuwen Tailor?" Ryan frowned, a little puzzled, and said.

It was the first time he heard this word.

"Are you sure you want to learn?"

"Yeah!" Renn nodded.

"Okay, I'll take you there. Although Jacqueline and I have known each other for many years, she has a bad temper." Mogaro thought for a while, as if hesitating about something, and stood up and said.

"Great, thank you, instructor."

Mogaro took Ryan to an office located in the School's Flesh and Blood Department.

As Mogaro knocked on the door, an old woman with gray hair and who looked quite old opened the door.

"Huh? Mogaro, what brings you here?" the old woman said coldly.

"Hey Ryan, let me introduce you, this is Master Jacqueline." Mogaro said with a hint of embarrassment. "Jacqueline, this is Ryan." Mogaro introduced.

"Ryan? I seem to have heard of this name before. Are you that Ryan?" Jacqueline didn't take it seriously at first, but suddenly she thought of something, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at Ryan.

"Yes, it's that Ryan." Mogaro stroked his beard and said proudly.

"But this is Lord Ryan's strength. What does it have to do with you? Why are you so proud? Tell me, what do you want from me this time?" Jacqueline immediately retorted to Mogaro.

"You" Jacqueline's words made Mogaro blush, but he seemed to remember the purpose of his visit. He immediately calmed down and followed Jacqueline into the office.

"What? Lord Ryan, you want to learn witchcraft tailoring?" Jacqueline said with surprise.

"Yes, Master Jacqueline." Ryan nodded and said.

"Okay, with your status, you come to me to learn witchcraft tailoring, I have no reason to refuse. Well, Mogaro, you can go." Jacqueline nodded and agreed.

But she suddenly changed the subject and ordered Mogaro to leave!
At this time, Ryan also realized that there must be a story between Jacqueline and her mentor Mogaro.

Besides, it's not like Jacqueline has a bad temper.

To be precise, it was Jacqueline who had a bad temper towards her mentor Mogaro.

"Sir Ryan, do you know what witch patterns are?" Jacqueline asked politely.

"Well, not really. By the way, Master Jacqueline, you can just call me Ryan."

Ryan naturally wouldn't put on airs in front of Jacqueline, who was older than him and was teaching him skills.

"Okay, witch pattern is actually a special kind of inscription, or you can understand it as forming special patterns by sewing witch pattern thread on the cloth to achieve an effect similar to an inscription." Master Jacqueline said with a smile.

"Sew with witch pattern thread?" After Ryan chewed over Jacqueline's words in his mind again and again, he understood a little.

"Well, Ryan, come here and see me make a most basic low-level witchcraft prop, the 'Apprentice Robe' and show you how." Jacqueline said as she took Ryan to the workshop nearby.

Jacqueline picked up a ball of green thread that exuded a faint witchcraft glow, threaded it with a needle, and began to sew it on a finished white silk robe.

Although Jacqueline is over a hundred years old, her sewing speed is quite fast.

As her fingers flew up and down, she soon sewed the witch pattern on the cuffs, collar and most importantly the lining of the robe.

Ryan could clearly sense that the patterns presented by these witch lines were similar to the patterns in the inscriptions.

It’s not that the patterns are the same, but that the cores have some similarities.

"This apprentice robe has only one effect. It will automatically release the zero-level magic 'Dust Removal' every three days to keep the robe clean and tidy."

"It's also the standard outer robe the school gives to wizard apprentices." Jacqueline explained as she made it.

Ryan glanced at the apprentice robe. No wonder it felt so familiar.

It turns out that most wizard apprentices in the school wear this.

In less than ten minutes, Jacqueline picked up the sewn 'apprentice robe' and handed it to Ryan with a smile.

"Come on, Ryan, take a good look. I think if you can understand it, you've basically gotten started."

"Okay, thank you Master Jacqueline!"

After Ryan took the apprentice robe, he looked at it carefully.

The pattern formed by the witch lines exudes a faint witchcraft aura.

Moreover, the patterns on each part have a similar effect to the 'primary defensive inscription' patterns he had learned before.

It is like, one is engraving a tiger on the surface of a bronze tripod, and the other is embroidering a phoenix on silk. The techniques and craftsmanship are completely different, but the cultural core is the same.

Suddenly, a system prompt sounded in Ryan's mind:

[Ding! The host comprehends the witch pattern, triggering the subsequent job change of the Master Tailor - Witch Pattern Tailor (Extraordinary)! ]

[Prerequisites for Tailor Master to be promoted to Wuwen Tailor are: 5. Tailor Master lv10 or above; 12. Strength 18 points or above, Constitution points or above, Spirit points or above; . Independently produce pieces of any qualified Wuwen Tailor products. The current conditions are not met! Promotion to Wuwen Tailor failed! ]

Seeing the system prompt, Ryan couldn't help but laugh.

Unexpectedly, when he came to the Bixiu Construction School, he didn't learn much else, but he learned Witch Pattern Tailoring first.

Moreover, judging from the job transfer conditions, he only failed to meet condition three.

And this is not difficult to achieve.

"By the way, Master Jacqueline, do you have any special requirements for the choice of fabric? Can ordinary linen or silk be used?" Ryan asked.

"Yes and no." Jacqueline thought for a moment and answered.

"If you are just making cloth armor products at the level of witchcraft props, silk is basically enough as the fabric. But if it comes to a higher level, such as the level of witchcraft tools, then special fabrics are needed."

"For example, the witch weapon 'Shadow Robe' requires demon cloth as the fabric. It is a special cloth that has been soaked in demon blood, and the production process requires a special ceremony."

"Of course, the sewing technique is more complicated and extremely difficult." Jacqueline's eyes still revealed a hint of loneliness when she said this.

Obviously, due to limited talent, Master Jacqueline, like Mentor Mogaro, has remained at the peak level of a first-level wizard for many years.

According to what Ryan knew before, the lowest level of magical weapons could only be made by a second-level liquefaction wizard.

In other words, the Master Jacqueline in front of him should not have been able to produce a wizard-patterned tailoring product of the wizard-weapon level.

"What about this rune thread?" Ryan asked as he picked up the green ball of thread that Jacqueline had just used for sewing.

As soon as Ryan picked it up, he found that the ball of thread was hard, like steel wire, which was completely inconsistent with Jacqueline's light movements just now.

In addition, this witch pattern line is actually transparent.

However, it seems that this thread has been soaked in some special liquid, which is why it is stained with this fluorescent green.

"This is spider silk that has been soaked in hardening liquid. It will only soften after being infused with mental power."

"If you understand pharmacy and can prepare the hardening liquid yourself, you can try to make it yourself. But the easiest and most labor-saving way is to buy it with contribution points at the school's material exchange office," Jacqueline said.

"I see." Ryan nodded.

Even though this is just an elementary witchcraft prop, the production of the 'Apprentice Robe' involves almost every aspect of witchcraft tailoring. No wonder Master Jacqueline asked him to watch the production process.

"Master Jacqueline, can I try to make it?"

"Ryan, do you understand?"

"almost."

"Okay, you try it, but I don't have any extra silk robes right now." Jacqueline walked aside, as if she was planning to sew one for Ryan on the spot.

"It's okay, Master Jacqueline, I can make it myself." Ryan took the initiative to say after looking at the workbench where almost all kinds of materials were available.

"Oh?" Jacqueline was surprised, as if she didn't believe that Ryan could sew a silk robe.

You have to know that there is a huge difference between tailoring and Wu Wen sewing.

As Ryan crafted the silk robe with great ease, Jacqueline's face became more and more surprised.

"Very solid tailoring skills, it's hard to believe"

"I didn't expect that as a man, your tailoring skills are so outstanding."

"However, this is perfect for you to learn how to sew witch patterns."

Next, under the guidance of Jacqueline, Ryan began to sew the witch pattern. After several failures and adjustments, Ryan soon made the first "Apprentice Robe".

The system prompt also sounded:
[You have made the primary witchcraft item 'Apprentice Robe', and your understanding of it has improved! ]

[You have learned a new skill - Apprentice Robe]

[Your skill of making apprentice robes is improved, experience value +7]

[You successfully made a primary witchcraft item 'Apprentice Robe', Master Tailor's professional experience value +283]

Seeing that Ryan had successfully made an 'apprentice robe' in less than two hours, Jacqueline looked at Ryan with almost the same eyes as Mogaro.

"Tsk tsk, Ryan, if I hadn't heard about your achievements, given your talent in witchcraft, I would definitely accept you as my disciple. It's really too cheap for that old guy Mogaro!"

Jacqueline said angrily.

Although she had taught Ryan some practical skills about witchcraft, given Ryan's current strength and status, it was impossible for her to accept Ryan as her disciple.

"Uh" Ryan didn't know what to say for a moment.

Since the witch pattern line is expensive, Ryan does not intend to continue to take advantage of it. He plans to return to his office to practice.

Of course, he had to go to the school's material exchange office first. Apart from anything else, he had to purchase some witch pattern threads.

In addition, according to mentor Mogaro, his contribution points at this time should have met the requirement of 10,000 points, which means that he can query the third-level metal witchcraft.

Soon, Ryan arrived at the exchange office.

I saw the cute looking dwarf girl sitting idly at the counter, flipping through something casually.

"Hello, please help me look up the third-level metal witchcraft." Ryan handed the other party his school identity certificate.

The dwarf girl had a good impression of Ryan. She took Ryan's crystal certificate with a little suspicion and put it into the card slot to check it.

The next second, her bright eyes suddenly widened, as if she couldn't believe that Ryan had actually accumulated 10,000 contribution points so quickly.

(End of this chapter)

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