The Witcher: Elemental Lords

“So beautiful.”

Aisley reached out, and snowflakes landed in her hand, showing no signs of melting.

The snowflakes were regular polygons, crystal clear and translucent. Light shone on them, creating a dazzling, glazed appearance. Holding them in her hand felt like holding an ornamental object of some scenic view.

Dore looked at her profile, smiling slightly, “No matter how beautiful it is, it’s not as beautiful as you.”

Aisley's face flushed red, “You're just being glib. In Wasenborg, I'm nothing special. Do you know the Four Beauties?”

Dore nodded, “Gretel told me. Aren't you one of them? Ranked fourth?”

Aisley looked at the snowflakes in front of her, saying, “That just means there are three more beautiful than me.”

Dore reached out and hugged her with one arm, looking at her exquisite face, saying, “In my heart, you're much more beautiful than them.”

Aisley felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, “Glib tongue.”

Dore suddenly looked at her, and with a single movement, his lips pressed onto her face.

Aisley…

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About ten minutes later, a voice came from below, instantly startling the two who were immersed in the mysteries of love.

“You two are truly enviable. Such beautiful scenery, such good weather, it's truly jealousy-inducing.”

Aisley quickly pushed Dore away. The two were still standing on top of the tower, and everyone around could see them. Carried away by emotions just now, now that she had calmed down, she felt a little embarrassed.

Leaving the warm and soft lips, Dore felt a little reluctant. The two couldn't consummate their relationship yet, and could only express their emotions in this way. Being disturbed made Dore very unhappy.

He glanced around, then his expression calmed down.

The Third Prince was already standing at the foot of the tower, walking towards the entrance.

Dore turned his head, touched Aisley's hair, and said, “I'm going to take care of some business.”

Aisley smiled, “Go ahead, I'll stay up here for a while. The icy weather is conducive to my cultivation.”

Dore nodded, saying, “Okay.”

…

Twelfth floor.

The Third Prince walked in from the entrance with the middle-aged man, seeing Dore's calm expression, he was slightly excited.

The potion was finally about to be in his hands.

As long as he had the potion, he would be able to add a lot of political capital when he returned. Although it was impossible to directly secure the throne, it would be much better than his other brothers.

He had already thought of many things.

According to the conditions Dore had given before, he could at least get fifteen bottles of potion. Fifteen bottles of potion were worth the value of fifteen Level 6 Wizards, but Dore definitely had other surpluses in his hands. Perhaps he could exchange for one or two more bottles with territory.

He had already thought of this plan.

Thinking of this, a happy smile appeared on his face. As he walked in, he smiled and said, “Wizard Dore, I have come as promised.”

Dore nodded, seemingly not angry. He took a delicate wooden box from the table, and a small hand of magic formed, handing the wooden box to the Third Prince.

“I have also fulfilled the agreement. Fifteen bottles of potion, not a single bottle less, and the quality is all good.”

The Third Prince took the wooden box, but didn't open it. Instead, he continued to stare at Dore with burning eyes, saying, “Wizard Dore's credibility is trustworthy. Now that this transaction is complete, I would like to conduct another transaction with Wizard Dore.”

Dore blinked. What did the Third Prince want to do?

He thought for a moment, saying, “Tell me about it?” He gestured, inviting the two to sit at the table next to them.

There were two glasses of blue drink on the table, just enough for one each.

The three sat down. The Third Prince didn't even look at the drink on the table. He looked at Dore, saying faintly, “This transaction of mine will not be conducted now, but in the future.”

Dore raised his eyebrows, wondering what he meant.

The Third Prince smiled at this time, “You also know that the imperial family has many descendants, and there are many people competing for the throne, but only one can sit on the throne. Those who can compete for the throne are called imperial sons. The empire will choose a territory to reward the imperial sons. If they can sit on the throne, this territory will become invalid. If they cannot sit on the throne, this territory will become the home of the imperial son. You must have heard the saying that imperial sons cannot return to court.”

Dore nodded, saying, “I have heard of it.” He now roughly understood what the Third Prince meant. He wanted to trade with this territory.

The territory of an imperial son was naturally not a shabby place, but a place with an excellent location.

He thought for a moment, saying, “What does this have to do with me?”

The Third Prince's expression became solemn at this time, “Currently, there are three people who are more competitive in the fight for the throne. I am one of them. The other is my eldest brother, and the seventh younger brother. The eldest brother is in charge of the Imperial Guard and is the most favorable contender, while the seventh younger brother has borrowed the strength of his father-in-law in the military. Only I am borrowing the strength of the wizards. As long as I can successfully win over those people this time, the ranking for the throne will rise a lot at once. Therefore, if I can obtain the throne, this territory will be useless. I want to use this territory to exchange for the other Super Vitality Potions in your hand.”

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Dore blinked, and was immediately amused.

“So, you want to take my potion now with this non-existent territory?”

The Third Prince nodded slightly awkwardly. This was currently an empty-handed trick, so he put it at the end. If he had said it at the beginning, Dore would definitely not agree.

Dore only thought for a moment, feeling that this matter was very cost-effective.

Imperial sons are all capable. The territory that the empire chooses for these imperial sons is definitely not an ordinary place, but most imperial sons will not go to these places. Whether they defect to other royal families or fly far away, most people will not be content with the status quo. Therefore, regardless of whether the Third Prince can compete for the throne, this territory is likely to be unowned, and he does not believe that the other party can go.

He thought for a moment, saying, “I need to determine the location.”

The Third Prince nodded, signaling to the middle-aged man next to him.

The middle-aged man looked at the Third Prince, sighing in his heart. This was a huge gamble.

The value of an imperial son's territory, in exchange for three or four bottles of potion, this deal was simply the most ridiculous, the most extravagant, and the most outrageous transaction he had seen in recent years.

But there was no way, the Third Prince himself was gambling.

He raised his hand, took out a map, unfolded it, and placed it on the table.

When Dore saw them take out the map, he was a little surprised. This was the map of the empire, how dare they show it to him like this?

This map was very exquisite. Dore glanced at it, finding that it was not the full picture of the empire, but only limited to the northwest, north, and northeast regions.

It seemed that the Third Prince's territory was in this place.

He saw the topography of the northwest region at a glance, which was very detailed.

The areas occupied by the human race were marked very clearly on the map, but the places not occupied by the human race were still somewhat blurred. Some were even replaced with icons, but the value of this map could not be estimated with money.

Opening the map, the Third Prince glanced at Dore, “You know why I came to the Northwest now, right?”

Dore nodded, “I see. If you can't become emperor, I'm afraid you'll have to grow old here.”