"Interesting......"

"Muse, my dear disciple......"

Feeling that the rune seal she had set up was opened without hindrance, and then the hidden things inside were directly triggered, imagining what happened to the muse, Lydia's face couldn't help but show a mysterious smile,

"How dare you fool me......"

"If you hadn't received a summons from your family, you would have to rush back to the Mage Federation immediately, and you would have ...... feel good."

Suddenly thinking of the news from the family asking to rush back to the Mage Federation, the smile on Lydia's face suddenly fell,

"Trouble ......"

"I'm sure I'm going to have a lot of headaches in front of me when I go back......"

Shaking her head, Lydia decided to put this headache behind her for now, and the hand that was kneading the silver ingot moved again, at least not to let it affect her mood while happily refining Mithril.

It's wonderful to watch Mithril with its strange luster be refined little by little, and then put it in your pocket, and make your little vault more and more full.

As for the silver ingots that have been refined, Lydia threw them directly into the large basket next to the alchemy workbench, and when the big basket is filled, there will naturally be a simple wooden golem with the function of a servant to carry them out of the mage tower, and then they will be taken away by the Newton family and turned into gold, gems, spell materials and other things that Lydia needs to give back.

And beside Lydia, there were dozens of large pieces of crude silver ingots!

This is the accumulation of all the output of the Mithril mine in the last month or so, piled up in the treasury waiting for Lydia to refine.

And Duke, the commercial director of the Newton family, also feels very suitable for taking over silver for business operations every other time, after all, silver is not as good as other necessities of life, and this luxury is difficult to be consumed in a short time, that is to say, the demand for silver in a certain place is limited, and a large number of products on the market can only cause saturation, and then lose profits.

In fact, in order to maximize profits, Duke rarely put silver directly on the market in the form of ingots and hard currency, but only needed to be processed by the skilled hands of silversmiths to make jewelry, utensils, and works of art, the value of which was often increased several times, and it was even more profitable to transport them to other places or inland by merchant ships or caravans.

But whether it's the silversmith's work or the caravanserais' comings and goings, all business operations take time, and in fact, the first silver ingots alone are enough for Duke to run the entire harvest month.

And after receiving the silver ingot again, I'm afraid it will take a long time to digest.

Not to mention that the city of Deira had just suffered a serious disaster, and in the process of rebuilding, it was obvious that food, cloth, building materials and other daily necessities would become the most important goods, while the importance of luxury goods such as gems and silverware would have to be moved back.

I'm afraid that Lydia was also very clear about this situation in her heart, so she refined all the crude silver ingots she had accumulated before leaving, and then stuffed them into the Newton family in one go.

Of course, refining Mithril, filling the small vault, and replenishing the experimental materials are also an important purpose for Lydia, after her experiment has made a breakthrough, it goes without saying that it will cost a lot of money to further experiment, and she will not be able to get a large amount of gold coins when she returns to the Mage Federation for a while, she needs to rush to inject a strong experimental fund into her own pocket at this time.

Outside the city of Dara, in the Golden Cornflower Manor, in the Muse's room.

"Ahem, ahem—"

"She's really bad with this kind of personality!"

"I should have known!"

Coughing and coughing out a little smoke and dust poured into his throat, the muse didn't need to look to know that his upper body must be colorful, and it was not embarrassing, but he couldn't run away from it once.

"It's really ......"

With just a slight fluctuation of residual energy, the Muse knew that Lydia's Zero Ring spell 'Magic Trick' hidden on the spell letterhead was an improved version of it, and I am afraid that the additional effect would make these stained soots extremely difficult to remove in ordinary ways!

"Forget it......"

"I'm used to it anyway......"

Bad jokes are just jokes, and apart from being extremely difficult to get rid of in ordinary ways, these stained soots are not harmful, and the Muses certainly have unusual ways to get rid of them.

Several spell-casting syllables were recited in a low voice, and as the spell model constructed by the spiritual power was completed, and at the same time, a cool breath emanated from the muse's hand, turning into a slight whirlwind and rolling towards the robe on his body, and after a while, it flew out of the window with colorful smoke and dust on his body.

I have to say that there is a reason why cleaning is widely used by mages to clean up all kinds of things, and the advantages of being easy to master, clean thoroughly, and have a wide range of applications are very obvious, but the only problem is that it can't clean things that are too large, too dirty, and too energetic.

Ignoring the strange colors of the manicured landscape plants outside the window, Muse patted his clothes and inspected them, feeling very satisfied with the results of the cleansing.

"So ......"

"What's written on spell letterhead?"

In addition to hiding Lydia's bad jokes, there is indeed a letter written by her on the spell letterhead, and sensing the depleting energy fluctuations on it, I am afraid that the spell letterhead will self-destruct in a few minutes!

"Family calling?"

"The Council of Truth?"

"Arcanist certification?"

"The big thing about the Arcane Ring?"

After reading the words on the spell letterhead almost at a glance, Muse directly picked out a few key pieces of information, and couldn't help but think silently again.

Boom!

A flame burst into flames, and the spell letterhead burned silently in the flames, but the table beneath it was intact.

"Okay, okay......"

Having combed through a few things, the muse shrugged his shoulders and silently replanned the schedule in his mind.

"Something had to be done in advance......"

"We must leave as soon as possible......

Until now, the Muse had not noticed that Lydia had noticed his anomaly and began to suspect it......

I'm afraid that the muse didn't notice that there was anything wrong with directly lifting the rune seal set by Lydia, he was completely repeating the actions he had done in the previous life I don't know how many times, and it was about to become a subconscious instinctive action......

Under the chaos of thoughts, these details were naturally ignored by the muse, and his mind was now full of thoughts about his own condition, the repair of the Arcane Tower, the Arcane Revolution, etc., and his head suddenly felt like a fight......

"Let's recover from this troublesome sequelae first......"

Rubbing his brow slightly, Muse muttered to himself.

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