The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Ashton smiled. She turned her head, looking towards the bustling city, "Don't imagine yourself to be so fragile. Your entire Wizard's Tower, in terms of status, is more powerful than any mid-level or higher noble family. Why belittle yourself? Besides, even without big business, you won't starve relying solely on ordinary professionals."

Ashton truly envied Dorre. His potion-making skills were truly amazing, and his alchemy hadn't fallen behind either. Unfortunately, she didn't have the energy to play with these things; cultivation alone took up all her time.

Dorre looked at Ashton. In that instant, he felt a radiant glow emanating from her.

He smiled faintly, "Hehe, doing business means doing big business. I still have thirty or forty people to support; how can it compare to just myself?" Although he had a Wizard's Tower, it belonged to everyone.

Ashton nodded, saying, "Come with me, let's go bid."

Dorre held the tender document, feeling like it weighed a thousand pounds, his heart heavy.

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At the City Hall, Dorre and Ashton arrived at the entrance. The guards automatically opened the way, and the two walked together, slowly arriving at the third floor along the hall.

Wassenburg's City Hall wasn't very luxurious; instead, it was somewhat simple and unadorned, with a simple structure and decorations.

Walking through several corridors filled with people, mostly professionals, occasionally a few ordinary people could be seen.

When those people saw Ashton, some nodded slightly, some ignored her, or simply didn't look at her at all.

Ashton didn't mind this. They quickly arrived at a room in the back. At this time, there were already many people inside the room, standing in line, handing over documents one by one.

After the two entered, they stood at the back, not causing any ripples.

However, Ashton didn't want to queue at all. After entering, she casually greeted someone, and one person came forward, enthusiastically leading them to a separate room at the back.

Arriving at the separate room, Dorre discovered that the people here were not simple. There were two level-six warriors, three level-five wizards, and several others with no simple identities.

Seeing Ashton's arrival, one of the level-six warriors stood up, looking somewhat happy, "Ashton, my dear niece, you've come."

Ashton greeted the man, saying, "Uncle Andore."

Andore nodded with a chuckle, "I've heard about your affairs." He turned around, looking at Dorre, his expression suddenly solemn, "You are the master of Dorre Wizard's Tower, Dorre, right? Bring over the tender document first."

Dorre nodded, slowly stepping forward.

In addition to the tender document, he also flipped out another list from his hand, holding it in his hand.

The others were now looking at Dorre, but Dorre didn't feel much pressure.

The two level-five wizards were looking at Dorre at this time, slightly surprised. Good家伙, this guy's clone really reached level five as rumored. The Empire mage group also has such people, but in terms of strength, it is several levels behind this guy's Profound Corpse Worm clone. After all, that is an informal clone, just for the convenience of work. This is the Profound Corpse Worm!

Andore took the tender document and the list, glanced at it himself, his eyes immediately lighting up, then handed the items to the two wizards to look at.

Andore looked at Dorre, his eyes shining, "This list of yours is very good. I like it very much." He no longer spoke, standing solemnly to the side, looking at the two wizards.

The wizard took the list and casually glanced at it, his expression relaxing.

The potion names and quantities of Dorre Wizard's Tower were indeed well-deserved. They had so many obscure drugs, which was definitely a good thing for the legion. Moreover, the number of pharmacists was also sufficient. With such a large output, this one alone could meet at least one-twentieth of their needs.

The Empire Mage Group and the Empire Legion were different from the Glory Wizard Alliance and the Pharmacist Alliance. They belonged to the Empire's main legion. Although the control was in the hands of the localities, the two were completely different levels in terms of the administrative system.

Although they were still controlled by nobles, the ultimate criterion was based on needs.

After the wizard finished reading the list, he slowly sighed in relief, saying, "I've heard rumors that the potion quality of Dorre Wizard's Tower has always been very good. I'd like to see it. Is that possible?"

Dorre nodded, slightly humbly saying, "That's as it should be. Please check, everyone."

With a flip of his wrist, a small box appeared in his hand. He opened the small box, inside were more than a dozen rows of potions, each with five or six bottles or more.

Seeing this, the two wizards' eyes widened, and the several warriors also widened their eyes. What did they see? Holy crap, Red Dragon Bloodline Potion, this . . .

Andore swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes staring straight at the bloodline potion, immediately saying, "Little brother Dorre, how much does a bottle of this Red Dragon Bloodline Potion cost? I'll buy it now." His excited address had changed.

As soon as he finished speaking, a level-six warrior next to him slapped Andore aside, scolding, "Pay attention to the occasion."

Andore immediately became embarrassed. He didn't dare to look at that warrior, vigorously winking at Dorre.

Dorre immediately smiled.

"Red Bloodline Potion isn't a very high-level bloodline potion. After all, it's just derived from ordinary red dragon blood, and its highest potential is only level seven. If there were ancient dragon blood, it would be more suitable."

He carefully explained.

Andore laughed in anger upon hearing this, "Little thief, do you know how many people are stuck at level six for their entire lives?"

Dorre didn't know much about these things. He shook his head, saying, "I don't know."

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Andore snorted, "Even fifty level-six warriors may not have one who advances to level seven. How important is having a level-seven bloodline ability."

Dorre was stunned. Was the proportion that low?

He lowered his head, pondering carefully. Were the several hundred bottles of Red Dragon Bloodline Potion in his hands worth a lot of money?

While the two were talking, the two wizards carefully checked the potions, nodding occasionally, shaking their heads occasionally. The two were speaking through sound transmission, so Dorre didn't know the content of their conversation.

However, judging from the expressions of the two, they seemed very relaxed.

Dorre felt uneasy. At this moment, his arm was pulled. Looking back, he saw Ashton.

Ashton gave him a reassuring look, somewhat amused, saying, "Just based on Uncle Andore's shining eyes just now, rest assured, this matter is already stable. Even if the Empire Mage Group has questions about your batch of potions, the Empire Legion has no problems."

Ashton transmitted her voice.

Dorre nodded.

He now understood that the Empire Mage Group and the Empire Legion were referring to it at the same time today, and there was no issue of one bidding.

All those outside were bidding, and it looked like the competition was very fierce, but in fact, there were not many high-level pharmacists, and the level of alchemists was relatively low. The abilities of civilian wizards were still somewhat lacking.

The two level-five pharmacists repeatedly and carefully checked all the potions, their expressions becoming more and more serious, more and more earnest.

This situation made Dorre feel somewhat uneasy.

Before long, the two put down the potions they were checking one after another. The wizard who had spoken at the beginning looked at Dorre, his expression solemn, his gaze serious.