Constructing-Style Wizard - Chapter 338
Chapter 338: 128. Win-Win Solution_3
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“Be careful, Mark.” Kent reminded in a low voice.
“Oh, yes, boss.” Mark shrank his neck and smiled awkwardly at Noland Lee, scratching his head and said:
“I didn’t expect you to be a real wizard. Now when I think about how I was showing off my alchemy knowledge in front of you, I feel like ants are crawling all over my body. It’s so embarrassing.”
Noland Lee had a good impression of the straightforward and approachable Mark, so he smiled and invited the two of them to sit down.
“Did you receive the letter I asked someone to give you, Kent?” Noland Lee brought up some hot tea and asked.
“Yes. Actually, before I received your letter, the president of the Cat Society had already informed me. They sent an urgent notice that a strange aberration den had appeared in the Savage Stone Wasteland, and it had even spawned a Nest Core.”
Kent rubbed his beard-stubbled chin and said:
“To be honest, if the information wasn’t sent to me in official documents by the Cat Society, I would have a hard time believing that beneath the abandoned building on the edge of the Savage Stone Wasteland, there was an aberration den far beyond our imagination… By the way, Ray Lee, do you have any tasks from other factions on your agenda now?”
“No, I’ve finished everything I had on hand.” Noland Lee knew that Kent must have something to ask for, so he added:
“I don’t plan to leave Lower Town anytime soon. What did you come here for?”
“That’s perfect.” Kent clapped his hands and nudged Mark next to him with his elbow:
“The security team of Iron Thorn Shield has basically been taken away by the Golden Commerce Guild, leaving only Mark with a security team in town. If possible, I would like you to take care of Mark during my absence.”
“Sure, no problem.” Noland Lee nodded and asked:
“May I ask one more question, Kent? Why not ask the Golden Merchant’s Sword for help with Iron Thorn Shield’s daily security work? Aren’t they working for the Golden Commerce Guild like you?”
“That’s something you don’t know.” Kent paused and said:
“Professional fighters like the Golden Merchant’s Sword, each of them is a Third Order Alchemist or above. According to the rules set by the Alchemy Cathedral, they can only stay in the Upper City Area and the Fissure Corridor. They are not allowed to interfere with the security matters of Lower Town.
“Such restrictions are meant to prevent daily conflicts in the various sectors of Lower Town from escalating from small fights between security companies and gang members to intense clashes between professional fighters from different alchemist factions. If that were to happen, ordinary people in Lower Town would definitely be affected by the fighting. Therefore, Mark cannot ask the Golden Merchant’s Sword for help in daily affairs unless his trouble comes from the Fissure Corridor.”
“I understand.”
As the three of them chatted, the lady housekeeper returned with a large pile of food ingredients.
Upon learning that Noland Lee had already had lunch, the lady housekeeper rushed to prepare some tea snacks for the guests.
About half an hour later, Kent left the small cottage with an excited Mark.
As soon as Mark stepped out of the door, he asked Kent about the possibility of him becoming a wizard, which prompted a tease from Kent.
As the single cottage quieted down, Noland Lee began to practice the “Soul Casting Technique” in the bedroom on the second floor.
“For the next few days, I’ll focus on alchemy experiments and training myself, and I won’t let anyone push me into trouble…
“I wonder if the hatred value on ‘Resurrection Magic Potential’ will decrease now that I’m keeping a low profile…”
Cat Society Manor, Mentor’s study.
The noblewoman sat in the chair behind the desk, eyes closed, with her eyelids trembling slightly as if she were traveling through a dreamscape.
“Ah…”
With a soft sigh, the noblewoman woke from her dream with a troubled look on her face.
Philia happened to enter the room and saw the mentor’s expression.
“Teacher, what is the response from the Night Spirit Cult, Tomb King, and Hotams Magic Academy?”
Philia spoke weakly, as if she had just recovered from a severe illness. As a capable assistant to her mentor, she couldn’t help but get involved in the work as soon as she woke from her coma.
This was not something her mentor demanded, but the situation was urgent.
The Night Spirit Cult’s wandering wizard, Fugidia, and the two Night Spirit wizards who were teleported here, along with Tomb King’s three representatives, Nikcat, and three people from Hotams, Sheldon Archer.
These nine wizards had completely lost contact with their respective main professors, and their fate was unknown.
As a participant in the incident and a witness to the whole process, as well as a member of the Elemental Judgement, Philia had to provide intelligence support when her mentor faced inquiries from various parties.
And that’s why she dragged her weak body to the study.
“Philia, sit down quickly. You still need to rest for a while to fully recover.”
The mentor summoned a wind belt and helped Philia into a seat:
“The three sides of the Night Spirit Cult asked me to personally check the situation at the Nest Core or use magic puppets. This is impossible, Philia. It would violate our agreement with the Alchemy Cathedral. But there are alternatives. I will talk with the Golden Commerce Guild and ask their Golden Merchant’s Sword to search for the nine wizards while cleaning the nest.”
“Do I need to cooperate with the Golden Merchant’s Sword?” Philia asked.
“No, Philia, don’t go anywhere, just recover in the manor.” The noblewoman shook her head decisively and refused Philia’s suggestion:
“If the Nest Core that appeared in the Savage Stone Wasteland is only related to the Bone-mending Wand, then I would allow you to search for the missing wizards. But there are also traces of Samuelson there, so I will never send my wizard students to participate in the search.”
