Witch Alchemist

"Lord Kirik, are you there?"

"No time..."

"Lord Kirik, I have a question to ask..."

"Busy..."

"Lord Kirik, I suddenly have a new idea!"

"Hehe... good luck!"

......

During the transaction, Roy remained in the Wizard Tower, using cross-dimensional communication to continuously communicate with Nuchimok.

Nuchimok saw the hope of driving the Colossus from Roy, and became more enthusiastic.

Almost every day, he took the initiative to contact and leave messages.

Roy secretly complained.

Why did he get entangled with me?

Sure enough, being a mysterious master is not easy.

If you are not careful, you will be entangled, like a resentful spirit.

"Master, is that Nuchimok again? Why not use soul paint to lure his golem skills!"

The black cat Domi urged after learning about it.

Roy glanced at it and tapped its head lightly.

"Do I lack that refining technology?

What I lack are materials and opportunities!"

At his current stage, even if he really obtained the Colossus information, it might not necessarily bring any immediate benefits.

This is a monster that devours funds, time, and energy, and ordinary little wizards cannot handle it.

In Roy's opinion, it is better to brush more probabilistic gains and get more things like Fire Copper Magic Lamps!

"But if he grinds like this, isn't it a solution?"

The black cat said, holding its head.

"Then 'give him a little color to see'...

Nuchimok is, after all, a high-level wizard, and it is possible to figure out some tricks and inspire me!"

Roy had been prepared for this.

"At that time, more new information will be exchanged for the progress in my hands!"

The cost of manufacturing the Colossus is too high, and the other party dominates, so he has no right to interfere.

But it is different when it is replaced with soul paint.

......

A few days later.

Roy received a message from Flosf in the tower.

"The transaction conditions have been basically negotiated...

I also managed to transport the funds needed to purchase this batch of golems to the Wizard Tower as collateral!"

A transaction of 10 billion is also a considerable wealth for high-level wizards.

This requires Flosf to deliver the payment to the Wizard Tower in time before the transaction can be carried out.

Roy is also happy to see this happen.

After all, he has no ability to guarantee his teacher.

"Thank you for your hard work this time. When you come to Netherland, I will give you some materials as a reward."

Flosf's figure said to him in the communication crystal.

"Teacher, why be so polite?"

Roy pretended to be polite.

Then he immediately added before the other party could speak.

"But since it is given by you, I won't be polite."

Flosf's words were blocked in his mouth, and he couldn't help but look at him a few times.

"Forget it, prepare yourself and prepare to come and help.

After you come to Netherland, I have other arrangements for you, and I will tell you then."

After speaking, he hung up the communication.

"What the teacher wants to say should be about the mages and Valentina!"

The smile on Roy's face gradually faded.

Going to the Aster World before, in addition to accepting organizational assessments and finding a place to make golems, also meant avoiding the limelight.

But he has not yet become independent and separated from his teacher's control.

According to the practice of the wizarding world, he still has to serve his teacher.

The teacher cannot let go of his disciple.

You must know that in the entire Netherland, the total number of wizards in the formal stage is only 10.

If there is no special reason, it is impossible to let them wander outside all the time.

......

Half a month later.

On the fourth floor of the Wizard Tower, in front of the room with the "Osis Plane" sign.

Roy took everyone around him, as well as the intelligent brain Celine made into the "Skull of a Maiden", and walked in together.

This time, after he finished many chores and stored another batch of necessary materials, it happened to be close to the departure deadline.

Considering that the teacher had something to summon, he simply left a few days earlier.

"Unconsciously, I have entered Netherland three times...

I am no longer a novice in plane travel!"

When stepping on the teleportation array, the lights in the room went out, and the surrounding scenery reflected a virtual shadow like traveling through the stars, Roy suddenly had such an idea.

"If there is a chance in the future, maybe I can go to places that wizards have not yet discovered, explore various materials, improve alchemy, and explore the mysteries of this universe!"

However, that must wait until after graduation, when he has enough autonomous opportunities.

At the moment, he is still a student of the teacher and still has to serve his interests.

Guarding Netherland is still the most important mission.

Even if this world has nothing to do with him, he has to work hard for it.

......

As the ochre-colored planet emerged, the cosmic void in front of everyone gradually disappeared, replaced by clearly visible land and sea.

After the mirage-like fleeting shadows, all kinds of scenes disappeared completely.

Everyone sincerely felt a sense of weightlessness like falling.

After a while, they arrived successfully.

As when leaving the Aster World, Freya's body shook.

But she didn't faint.

Because the armor made by Roy protected her.

"Roy, long time no see!"

Erant appeared as the door of the room opened.

This senior brother is still as burly as before.

But after a while, Roy's eyes fell on his face.

There was a deep knife mark there.

The knife cut across his right eye, leaving deep, bone-deep marks on his forehead and cheeks.

His pupils clearly showed signs different from his left eye, and had actually been replaced.

"Senior Erant."

Roy greeted him.

Erant said: "The teacher is already waiting for you, come with me."

Roy nodded, and then ordered Atedia: "You guys settle down yourselves."

Unlike the first time he came here 17 years ago, he already has a mansion arranged by the teacher in the royal city.

Although no one lives there all the time, someone has always been taking care of it.

Soon after, walking through the long corridor inside the castle, the two came to the front of the hall where the teacher was, and walked straight in.

What came into view was a huge sandbox.

The sandbox carefully crafted by skilled craftsmen is like a delicate three-dimensional map, exquisitely displaying the terrain of the Knight Kingdom and surrounding areas.

Flosf sat at the top, his eyes deep, thinking with his cheeks in his hands.

Several apprentice-like think tanks either looked at their hands or discussed and calculated next to them, looking like a busy war standby.

Roy looked at the teacher's frowning brows and the face that seemed to be several years older, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

His teacher...

Has become so haggard.

I can't continue to play music and dance.

Ill-fated in his old age!