The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Having planned everything, Dorle returned to the magic tower and once again entered his daily cultivation routine.

The northern summer was still hot, the midday sun baking the earth, and only a few figures could be seen in the sweltering academy.

During the holidays, there weren't many people in the academy, especially on the warrior side. At most, some small wizards who liked to do research would stay behind.

Wizards were generally solitary and didn't like to stay in crowded places. During the holidays, the academy became a paradise for wizards.

The day after Dorle returned, the news spread, and Maurice, Sano, and the first batch of students promoted to Level 3 successively submitted their applications.

Dorle didn't think too much, letting some people in, rejecting others, and signing temporary contracts with still others.

Gudus also wanted to come in, but Dorle ruthlessly refused him, finally compensating him with many potions before the guy left satisfied.

Seeing this, how could Dorle not know he had been tricked? He laughed and scolded a few times before sending him away.

After spending a few days selling all the places in the magic tower, Dorle had another sum of money in his hands, which he planned to use to buy magic cores.

Allen Ge also left the academy the next day, his whereabouts unknown, but Dorle knew that this person was probably going to the Glory Wizard Alliance Center in the Northwest Province. Only those people were worth Allen Ge's investment. As someone transitioning from black to white, it was better to win over the people in the management department than to win over other more powerful people. He needed a strong enough backing to protect him, and the Glory Wizard Alliance precisely satisfied that.

After resting for three days, Dorle left Allen Ge on the fourth day, his destination also the provincial capital of the Northwest Province, Wassonburg.

Huazi City was only a county-level city with limited resources. If he wanted to collect magic cores, the auction houses and adventurer guilds in the Northwest had richer resources.

He didn't tell anyone and quietly went alone.

In the Glory Empire, the Glory Wizard Alliance and the Imperial Administrative Center were the same, except that the Glory Wizard Alliance didn't undertake any administrative duties, but only served as the highest combat power, guarding the four directions.

The internal functions of the Glory Wizard Alliance were not complicated. They simply assisted the local government in guarding the area, supervised the normal operation of various institutions, and prevented various strange events similar to witchcraft, and so on.

As a separate institution, the Glory Wizard Alliance had the right to do anything that was not within the administrative authority, such as engaging in commercial activities, taking on various jobs, and so on.

Wassonburg was directly south of Huazi City, and it would take about half a day to fly there. It was not safe for one person to pass through several counties and two mountain ranges.

Dorle knew his situation. He had offended the Sand Scorpion Adventurer Group, the Ghostfire Sparrow, and even the Tracy family. As long as he went out openly, he would inevitably be followed. Therefore, he could only act secretly.

He planned to deal with the Ghostfire Sparrow properly after he was promoted to Level 4. This Tracy family was really too annoying.

A few days ago in Evil Spirit Mountain, after that group of people went back, they should have been taught a lesson, but they would still come looking for trouble.

Dorle guessed right. Not long after he left Allen Ge Academy, the Ghostfire Sparrow's poison master eliminated the black fungus he had left behind, but correspondingly, the Ghostfire Sparrow had lost many people this time.

They had to replenish their manpower from the outer organizations, hating Dorle to the bone, while also having a clearer understanding of his terror and weirdness.

Of course, for the nobles, this was tantamount to slapping them in the face, and they decided to plan more carefully.

…

Baal was not around, and Dorle needed to be careful at all times. This journey, which would have originally taken only one day if he had swaggered along, took him an extra day for safety's sake. It took him two days to reach Wassonburg, the center of the Northwest Province.

The scale of Wassonburg was much, much larger than that of Huazi City, and the buildings were densely packed, their height more than twice that of Huazi City. The whole thing looked like a castle in the air.

The place where it was built was also interesting. It was in a basin, surrounded by low mountains. Various watchtowers were built on the mountains, surrounding Wassonburg.

There were four main passages, passing through the mountains from four directions, and entering the periphery of Wassonburg.

If you want to attack Wassonburg, you need to take down these mountains outside. In addition, Wassonburg can easily close the passages on all sides and deploy manpower on the high ground of the mountains to guard it from a high position. This is simply easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Dorle received a warning from the Glory Wizard Alliance one hundred kilometers away. He slowly approached, landed outside the mountain, and then, like other people, slowly entered the city from the north entrance at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, he had put on makeup and dressed up as a noble young master, with a purple sword hanging on his waist, looking handsome and unrestrained.

However, the only fly in the ointment was that he was walking and not riding a horse.

In the mountains, a canyon appeared in his eyes, and at the bottom of the canyon was the passage.

The passage was very wide, enough to accommodate seven or eight carriages entering and exiting from it. At this time, all kinds of people and carriages were on both sides of the road, in large numbers and densely packed.

It was dusk, and the red sunset shone from the side, adding a different kind of scenery to the canyon.

Dorle followed the majority, preparing to slowly walk in.

Just then, a loud voice sounded from the top of the mountain next to him, directly falling into his ears.

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"Wizard Dorle, please fly up. Come to the Third Watchtower."

Dorle looked around, but no one reacted. This person should only be talking to himself. He touched his chin. Was he so famous now?

He slowly left the main road, and then a gust of wind rose under his feet, and he quickly flew to the mountain next to him.

…

On the watchtower on the top of the mountain, there were two wizards at this time, one of whom had sweat on his forehead.

"A Level 5 pharmacist, you dare to let him in so swaggeringly?"

The other wizard showed an indifferent expression, "The person's identity is clear, and he hasn't attacked anyone. He has good credit. What's the matter? I think you are just nervous."

The wizard with sweat on his forehead snorted, and said with some fear, "As far as I know, he is a Level 6 poison master."

That person also snorted, "Isn't he still not certified? What are you afraid of? He came to our empire to study, not to kill people. What are you afraid of? Besides, he is also a lecturer at Allen Ge Academy and has produced countless Level 3 pharmacists. He himself is also an honorary elder of the pharmacist association. What are you worried about?"

Both of them were Level 3 wizards, which was more than enough to guard a watchtower.

Just then, they saw a warrior-dressed man flying up from below, with wind flowing around him and light distorted, obviously not wanting others to see him, but as wizards, they could easily see it.

Dorle came to the two and slowly landed on the watchtower, looking at the watchtower.

This thing looked like a castle from a distance. Up close, it was a complete stone room with a front yard, a backyard, and multiple rooms. There were also several slave-like people in the backyard tidying things up and cooking, obviously living in good conditions.