Artificer Adventure Guide

Coming out of the Necromancer School, Carl threw five gold coins up and down, enjoying Lisanna's admiring gaze.

Killing 13 medium-sized wild boars, the reward was less than 3 gold coins, but 6 wild boar mummies and a large wild boar skeleton with a broken skull were sold for 5 gold coins.

Only with the meat of 13 wild boars, according to the current price of 9 copper coins per catty of ordinary pork, the meat of a wild boar is about 300 catties, which is a little more.

"Here, this is your reward. How does it feel to work and earn money by yourself?"

"Very good! Great! I want to eat the cooked cheesecake in the cafeteria! Eat two!"

Holding the 4 gold coins in her hand, Lisanna couldn't let go.

"Okay, let's go back to the dormitory and distribute the wild boars to the fellow villagers. When you become proficient in the business, you can take them to do quests to make money. After all, the Druid Academy will give you limited funds for activities. Increase income and reduce expenditure!"

To be honest, the reward for completing the task is not even as valuable as the intelligence headband that Carl made for the rangers before.

More than 20 intelligence headbands can be sold for about 20,000 gold coins.

But it may be because of this incident that the two ranger instructors have psychological pressure, so they are more frugal.

Back to the dormitory, Carl asked Lisanna to distribute the wild boar meat to the rest of the rangers, while he lay on the bed and thought about V's subsequent upgrades.

'A single attribute is still too easy to be restrained. I have to get V some versatile weapons! '

With this thought, Carl sank into a dream.

...

In the deep forest east of the city of Akanix, the coffin surrounded by banshees was suddenly opened in a violent shaking, and a skinny elf sat up from it.

"Has the Emerald Claws not come yet? It seems I've been deceived."

Standing up from the coffin, the elf muttered to himself in a hoarse voice.

He was wearing clothes similar to those of an Egyptian pharaoh, and his face was covered with gold powder.

All signs indicate that he should be a necromancer from the elven kingdom.

The elves of Eberron believe in the heroic spirits of their ancestors, and the Immortal Court composed of legendary undead is the core of their faith.

Because of this, the elves' attainments in the necromancer school are as profound as their exploration of the druid path.

At this time, the banshees suddenly floated to his side and whispered.

There was no pattern in the random tone, but the elven wizard nodded repeatedly.

"It sounds like a top student from Akanix, huh! It seems that it's time to leave. If I provoke the mages of Akanix, I can't explain my purpose even if I have a hundred mouths."

Waving his hand, the banshees turned into streams of light and were collected into a certain space equipment.

Looking at the corpses of the banshees, the elven wizard sighed.

"Although you were all sinners in your lifetime, I will not let you stay exposed in the wilderness."

As he spoke, he waved his arms and chanted a spell.

The soil surged, the corpses of the banshees were buried, and the magic circle on the ground disappeared.

After doing all this, the elven wizard looked up at the branches.

"Everyone says that the Emerald Claw is loyal to the Blood of Vol, but I, the Seeker of the Blood of Vol (the self-proclaimed name of the Blood of Vol believers), was fooled by the people of the Emerald Claw."

Squinting his eyes, the elven wizard walked out of the coffin.

The original Blood of Vol was founded by the elf Elandis de Vol.

So a large part of the original high-level members of the sect were elves.

But because it grew in Karrnath, the current situation inside the Blood of Vol is actually similar to Catholicism and Protestantism.

The elves who followed the original founder hope to pursue the path to godhood with the knowledge of the School of Necromancer, but they themselves do not want to become undead creatures.

But some priests who joined the sect during the Karrnath period were different.

"We have to discuss this with the other old guys. The Blood of Vol must be cut off from the Emerald Claw!"

Pinching a handful of dragon crystal dust from a dimensional bag, the elven mage chanted a spell and teleported away.

...

In a secret room in Fairhaven, the Blood of Vol priest from Karrnath suddenly shuddered.

He always felt as if he was being targeted by some unknown malice, but he couldn't figure out the source of this malice.

"Great Queen of the Undead!"

After praying to the real controller of the Emerald Claw, the priest stood up and walked out of the hidden room.

Outside the house, a male warrior who looked very sloppy was taking a nap.

Noticing the priest coming out, he quickly wiped his saliva and stood up from the chair.

"Has anything happened recently that is not favorable to the Emerald Claw? The attack on the tower master of the Strange Machine Tower does not count! Really, is the guy who came up with this idea brainless?"

Hearing the current boss's disparagement of the former boss, the sloppy man smiled apologetically.

"Haha! His brain is indeed almost rotten now. Well, as far as I know, nothing should have happened. Part of the structure of the phantom device has been successfully transmitted back to the headquarters, and the people under his command have stopped their activities recently."

"That's strange. My sudden feeling cannot be false. Could it be that Andel has some plans waiting for us? You! Go and find out!"

After assigning tasks to his subordinates, the priest did not stop and turned back to the secret room.

The sloppy man's expression twisted for a moment, but when he thought of the priests' perception, he quickly calmed his expression down.

"Investigation? How can my group of men have this information? Hiss~, wait, I remember that there are many private detectives here in Fairhaven. Let's find one and try it."

With that said, the man walked out of the room.

On the bustling street outside the house, a group of performance students from Vernern University were holding a performance.

Although they failed completely when facing the master of the Ordnance Tower last time, these young people have not given up yet.

However, their number has decreased a lot compared to the beginning.

Some people have already figured out the advantages that the phantom device can bring to them, and are now actively contacting writers who write scripts, preparing to ride the wave of the times and become famous.

And those who have not understood the key continue to carry out useless efforts that go against the times.

Looking in the direction of these actors, a shop called Zaik Private Detective Agency caught the man's attention.

"To be able to open a store in this place, the other party should have a lot of skills. Okay, this is the one. The worst they can do is silence them!"

With the steps of disowning his relatives, the man walked out of the house and walked towards the private detective agency.

"jingle"

The bell on the door rang as the door was pushed open, and a brown-haired woman wearing a woolen coat walked out of the room.

The woman had a delicate face and a tall figure. When she saw the man entering the room, she frowned.

It wasn't because the other party's appearance was too careless, but because she saw the "abnormality" of the other party from some of his characteristics.

‘There are faint sun marks on the face, but only half of the face. He may be a sailor, but the way he walks does not look like he has been on a ship. He is suspected of being someone with the Emerald Claw. ’