The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Within the academy, there wasn't peace among the students; instead, various factions vied for resources and missions. Conflicts between commoners and nobles were commonplace. The academy rarely intervened, allowing them to do as they pleased as long as no one was killed.

Conflicts among students were seen as a way to enhance their competitive spirit, a practice common in every academy.

Dolay's level had surpassed their reach, forcing them to reluctantly give up. A level three wizard was beyond the capabilities of most forces, with only a few organizations within the academy able to approach him.

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Returning to his room, Dolay saw Maurice standing at his door with a smile before he even reached the entrance.

Dolay glanced at Maurice, a slight curve forming at the corner of his lips.

"Is there something you need?" Dolay asked first.

Maurice chuckled, "Naturally, I'm here to congratulate the instructor on his promotion to Hall Master. The instructor may not know, but celebrations have already begun below."

Dolay remained expressionless, casting a brief glance at Maurice.

These descendants of nobles, whether of legitimate or illegitimate birth, possessed a special skill: drawing others in to form their own factions. This was determined by the nature of their origins.

Nobles weren't solitary individuals but rather a collective. They dedicated their lives to building their own power or establishing their own faction, unlike commoner mages who mostly preferred to fight alone.

He unlocked his room and slowly walked inside.

Seeing Dolay's displeased expression, Maurice wondered if he had said something wrong. He followed Dolay into the laboratory, hearing him say, "Go arrange for class preparations."

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The class was the usual four hours. Dolay walked into the classroom, and silence fell. However, he could see smiles on everyone's faces.

As usual, he finished his four-hour lecture without giving anyone a chance to ask questions, then turned and left the classroom.

These people were even better informed than he was, so there was no need to say anything.

Returning to his room, he closed the laboratory door and continued constructing his witchcraft.

Three days later, after ending his meditation, he began preparing for experiments. At this time, the level five alchemy platform promised by Ellengrad arrived.

The new alchemy platform was larger than the old one, containing more magic arrays, and correspondingly, consuming more energy. Low-quality magic crystals could no longer meet his needs, forcing Dolay to switch to medium-quality magic crystals.

One medium-quality crystal was worth ten low-quality ones, and he used over a hundred of them, filling the magic crystal slots.

The magic crystals alone cost over ten thousand gold coins, which was very expensive.

However, the alchemy platform was more precise and easier to operate. Accuracies that were previously unattainable could now be achieved with a little more effort.

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The operation of the Potion Hall continued as before. Dolay didn't appoint anyone or cut any members. Everything remained the same as before; he didn't want to worry too much.

One of his agreements with Ellengrad included this: unless there was a very important matter, no one would disturb him.

The negotiations with the Rose Merchant Guild had long been taken over by Sano and Maurice. Dolay had stopped caring about that matter. Aside from the advanced potions he personally made, all other orders were handled by the Potion Hall. He had long been relieved of the burden and no longer worried about livelihood.

After a very peaceful month, Dolay stepped out of the laboratory for the first time.

Just as he stepped out, someone hurried over from the side.

Dolay released his mental power, which vanished in a flash.

The person was Aiding, the chief steward of the Potion Hall, Lu Ming's direct superior, and Nicholas's deputy.

He stopped and looked at Aiding, saying, "What is it?"

Aiding slowly walked over, somewhat uneasy, and said, "It's like this: we have always been a supplier of goods and materials to the Police Department and the Military Department. Now there's a problem with a batch of materials. We contacted the two departments, but they haven't responded. I was originally going to find Lady Nicole, but I happened to see you come out, so...?"

Dolay frowned. A problem with materials was a big deal, so he said, "Let's go take a look."

Aiding breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, please follow me."

Looking at the young-looking Potion Hall Master, Aiding was still somewhat uneasy, because Dolay's reputation had always been one of coldness, especially in class, where he never interacted with his classmates. This had long spread inside and outside the school, and he was also very powerful, not an ordinary person.

If he were to question him, many of the things he had done in the past would be troublesome.

He had restrained himself a lot in the past month.

Soon, they arrived at the warehouse, accompanied by the warehouse managers, House and Harold, both level two wizards with formidable strength.

The warehouse was in the basement of the Potion Hall, occupying more than half of the space, with the remaining small portion being the finished product warehouse.

In fact, there weren't many potions inside. Finished products were usually in short supply, so there was no inventory. The basement was generally for raw materials.

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Opening the door to the basement, they quickly walked down.

It was Dolay's first time in the basement, and he found that it was a series of huge medicine cabinets, with each room being a cabinet filled with batches of herbs, categorized and preserved in low temperatures using magic arrays.

He had them open the herb rooms for a few glances, expressing his approval of their work.

Soon, they arrived in front of the central rooms. Manager House said expressionlessly, "Potion Hall Master Dolay, the two herbs found to have problems are hemostatic grass and Cangyuan grass."

Harold stepped forward, opened the door, and then stepped back to stand aside.

Dolay stretched out his hand, and a very bright light spell flew out from his side, illuminating the surroundings.

In the rooms storing hemostatic grass and Cangyuan grass, in addition to the well-placed herbs, there were some other things that might be weeds lying haphazardly. Clearly, there was a distinct difference between the two.

Dolay only glanced at it, his brows furrowing.

He looked back at Aiding and said, "Who was the inspector?"

Aiding's face looked somewhat uneasy, "We generally don't inspect things sent by the Military Department."

Dolay glanced at him and said faintly, "Add inspection to the process from now on. Take these weeds, load them onto the carriage, I'll take a trip to the city."

Aiding, Harold, and House breathed a sigh of relief.

Although there weren't many of these herbs, they added up to several thousand gold coins, more than their annual salary, so they couldn't be careless.

Soon, the three came to the door, and the staff behind them began to busy themselves.

Dolay stood at the door of the Potion Hall, lost in thought.

The Military Department and the Police Department weren't a unified force. They were also complex, with top talents from various families managing different parts, maintaining the most basic surface operations. In reality, they schemed against each other in the dark. Dolay knew this. Finn sometimes discussed things with him, who was worth befriending and who wasn't.

Finn was loyal to the Military Department's boss, the City Lord of Watts City. His words were naturally biased but also carried a bit of fairness. After all, he didn't need to play mind games with others.