The Witcher: Elemental Lords

"The first floor has thirty rooms, and the second floor also has thirty rooms. Each room is a standard three-bedroom apartment with a living room. The first floor has the lowest energy density. You two can choose a place on the second floor. As for the third floor, the entire floor is my territory," Dole simply introduced, and said, "I'll take you to the second floor, and you can each choose a room."

"Oh, right, the energy density on the first floor is the same everywhere. If you want to increase the cultivation effect, you can invest magic crystals to improve the energy quality in the room."

Bernard and Rosa looked around and nodded together.

There was still a smell of paint in the air that hadn't dissipated, but the entire magic tower had been completely renovated. According to Dole's personality, the decoration style here is inclined to be simple and practical, without too many fancy things.

There are two staircases to the second floor, one on the left and one on the right. They went up the stairs on the right.

After only looking for a while, Rosa and Bernard each chose a room.

"When do I give you the money?" At this time, Bernard said with a glint in his eyes, he was just afraid that Dole would regret it.

Dole shook his head and said, "Wait until you officially move in. After three days, I will activate the magic circle to ventilate the air here, and we'll talk about it after the smell is gone."

The two siblings breathed a sigh of relief and began to move their things.

Dole was the only one who put the things into the laboratory bit by bit. He moved them secretly, and it was at night. Besides these two siblings, almost no one knew that Dole had changed places.

The past six months have been quite comfortable. No one disturbed him, and no one caused trouble. Dole still liked it quite a bit.

The 'Son of Storms Meditation' has also entered the right track. This meditation method is much more difficult to cultivate than the 'Son of Fire Element.' Just controlling the dense wind currents in the storm requires a lot of his energy to stabilize.

After the storm element took shape, he released most of his mental power before he had the energy to do other things.

This month is July, the end of the semester. After one more class, the semester will be over.

However, what was somewhat surprising was that this semester, more than thirty third-level pharmacists did not produce a single fourth-level pharmacist, which was really strange.

He felt that he had explained it very clearly, but still no one had fully learned it. The mental control of these students was still too poor. He planned to create a technique specifically for training mental control based on the basic silver coin method, so that these people could practice it. Otherwise, if no one succeeded in a semester, it would be too embarrassing.

Returning to the Magic Potion Hall, he carefully studied it and considered the feasibility of various methods…

As the sky was just beginning to brighten, Dole packed up his things and slowly came to the teaching area.

Along the way, many students greeted him, and Dole returned the greetings one by one.

Apart from the students of magic potion science, now almost no one did not know him, and no one did not know him. Even many talented students among the students were polite to Dole. They were frightened by Dole's method of cutting off medicine.

Whoever dared not to listen, the Magic Potion Hall would cut off their medicine, whether they were nobles or second or third generation officials. As long as anyone dared to cause trouble in secret and offend the people of the Magic Potion Hall, they would cut off their medicine without saying a word, and even the most dishonest people would become extremely honest.

Just then, a loud voice came.

Dole turned his head and saw Gerry, the number one student in the academy who liked adventure, and his talent was also very good, but his family background was not very good.

He walked quickly, came near Dole, and then mysteriously whispered, "Lecturer Dole, I have found what you said."

Dole stopped and looked at Gerry, leaned forward and said, "Is it that thing?"

Gerry nodded heavily.

Dole raised his eyebrows, flipped his wrist, took out a thousand gold coins, and handed them to Gerry, saying, "This is the commission, I'll go and see later."

A thousand gold coins was a very large bag, heavy, and a flash of excitement flashed across Gerry's face, "Serving Lecturer Dole is our purpose. Lecturer Dole, we also found a flying little bug somewhere, very powerful." He roughly described the appearance and power of the bug.

Dole thought for a while, and took out another thousand gold coins, saying, "It seems that my idea is correct. Those two things should be in a mutually beneficial relationship. You did a good job. Go to Maurice later to get two bottles of fourth-level vitality potion."

Gerry was overjoyed, "Thank you, Lecturer, thank you, Lecturer."

Dole also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and slowly said, "I'm going to class, talk to you later."

…

The last ingredient of the Super Vitality Potion has finally been found, and Lord Baal has hope of returning to the seventh level.

The Super Vitality Potion is a potion above the sixth level, which can directly activate the potential of the human body itself, and use the huge vitality to completely repair most of the damage to the body, especially for internal injuries, and even to a certain extent, it can activate the potential of the flesh and increase strength.

This kind of medicine does not exist in this world. It is an outer world potion provided by Boss Baal himself. Boss Baal has also spent a lot of money in order to recover.

Dole didn't know what kind of injury Baal suffered, but being able to beat a seventh-level creature to serious injury and near death, the injury was definitely not light. Boss Baal has never said anything about the injury for so many years, but it must not be a minor injury.

Thinking of this, he thought about the formula of the potion while rushing to the classroom.

Soon, he came to the classroom.

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Standing at the door and glanced, everyone was there, no one was absent, and there were two more people.

He frowned.

This was the last class of the semester. After this class, he would have to wait until next semester. So far, no fourth-level pharmacist had appeared in the class, which he was actually somewhat dissatisfied with.

At this time, the classroom was silent. He came to the podium, coughed, and slowly said, "Today is the last class of this semester. In this semester, I have talked about about twenty-six kinds of fourth-level medicinal materials' extraction and purification methods. I don't know why none of you have practiced fourth-level potions. Do you have to wait for me to demonstrate the processing steps of each medicinal material of a potion by hand before you can do it?"

In the classroom, a group of people lowered their heads in shame.

Before long, Bernard weakly raised his hand and whispered, "Lecturer, I should be close. I will be able to practice fourth-level potions in a month."

Dole snorted, he looked to the back, saw the two strangers, and said, "This class needs to be six hours long. As a summary of this year, those two people, I don't care who sent you here, come over and pay a hundred gold coins."

The two looked at each other.

They were wearing ordinary magic robes, but their posture, sitting posture, eyes, and demeanor were all unusual people. After hearing Dole's words, one of them was about to speak, but the other stopped him.

He slowly stood up, bowed slightly and said, "Your Excellency Dole, we two took the liberty to come here, please forgive us. We will pay a hundred gold coins, and then we will give it to the class monitor."

The class monitor is Maurice.

Dole glanced at the person who spoke, polite, seemed to have a good temper, and had a good upbringing.

He looked at the other person and said, "Who is this, seems a little unwilling!"