"Hello teacher!" Arthur pushed open the door of the pharmacy, and Melissa was still lazily lying on the table, as if nothing had anything to do with her.

"Here it is, chapter 43." The half-goblin didn't look up, turned around and pulled out a book from his side, and said casually before opening it.

"Light grass, the effect of harmonizing the smell of irritating medicines, has the auxiliary effect of enhancing the taste and taste, the same is suitable for ingredients, growing in the plains and watery areas, picking unusable metal utensils, digging up by hand, dry soil covering, maintaining freshness, can not be mixed with Ekra magic liquid, will produce special toxicity, so that organisms have abnormal touch."

Arthur was also familiar with it, and memorized what he knew, but it was not all, but it was a summary of all the contents, especially the points to be noted, which were not a lot at all.

Arthur has memorized all the materials and books, and the potion recipes are similar, but the former has not been compared with real items, and Arthur can only identify them from memory.

The latter is even more troublesome, just a recipe with this light grass, there are several, but each of them has a different treatment method and order, and even Arthur has not sorted out the corresponding rules.

"There's something missing on it, light grass, it also gets rid of bad breath, it is chewed dry for a minute and then spit out, and the nobles often use it before the feast, and they sell it for one ounce, 2 to 25 silver coins, and the sun-dried product, 11 gold coins per ounce, and the price of buying it from the peasant is 50 to 70 percent, remember." The half-goblin muttered a bunch of supplements, and Arthur, who listened to it, was also dizzy.

He nodded, indicating that he knew, but he felt strange in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "You are obviously a half-goblin, why don't you tell me some characteristics and always add these to me?" ”

"Isn't that useless?" Melissa asked rhetorically.

"Yes, but that's too far from who you are." Arthur almost said, you obviously have the face of a vice goddess, how can you care about these trivial things?

"Identity, what identity, I have been opening pharmacies in various places for hundreds of years, I don't know how to buy and sell the price of these herbs, don't underestimate these light grasses, I use them to earn more gold coins from the surrounding nobles in a year, than your protection-fee!" Melissa said that she hadn't forgotten to answer Arthur, others didn't know, but she knew it clearly.

Arthur can not only control the goblins, but also can arm these goblins and become Arthur's combat power, this kind of secret can be hidden from others, but not from the half-goblins.

As the guardian of the Overworld, the Half-Elf has always been tasked with monitoring special areas of the Overworld, previously the Wizard Tower, and has spent time in many special areas before.

Even those annoyances with the title of Demon King, she has spied on a few of them, and now that the Wizard Tower is destined to disappear, her mission has become to spy on Arthur!

"Teacher, don't talk about it, I just want to plant a good land, which big demon king do you see digging a pit and storing water to prepare for farming? Besides, just rely on those little green skins, haven't they been wiped out by you with a wave of your hand? Arthur smiled cheaply, the half-goblin had something to say, and so did he.

How good is Arthur's army? As long as the half-goblin is there, Arthur is directly arrested, and it's not all the same.

No matter how many demon armies are in hand, Arthur is not the one he was back then, a super awesome demon king ancestor, who has no ability to protect himself, at best, he can stay behind the scenes and be called the king.

Now Arthur is a wizard apprentice at best, and by the standard, he barely reaches the level of B-level, and he is still far from being an official B-level wizard, let alone reaching the level of a great wizard, standing on the same level as a half-goblin.

"Alright, plant your land, don't bother me."

As soon as the half-goblin waved his hand, Arthur felt a cold wind beside him, and the door behind him, which was about to be pushed open, was suddenly stuck.

Arthur gasped as soon as he turned around, the crack in the door was directly sealed by ice, and he couldn't move for half a minute.

"It's a very special way to close the door, but next time you can stop putting magic from me? I'm afraid of hurting ......" There is a silent magic array in the room, and I am not afraid of the sound coming out.

"I know my magic, you better practice your own witchcraft, don't waste your good teacher." The half-goblin's words sounded a little tasteful, in her opinion, don't look at Arthur's affectionateness, in fact, the real teacher should be the great witch, not herself.

Arthur was helpless, in the face of this teacher, not to mention the strength to fight back, he couldn't even touch the edge of the robe, if it weren't for the tacit understanding that had been established between the two for a long time, he really didn't dare to guarantee that he would be so calm when he met a strange guardian.

There is more than one Guardian, it should be said that once you reach a certain level, you will naturally become part of the rules of the whole world and assume certain obligations.

And this obligation from the rules gave birth to these ridiculously strong guardians, professionals with the name of gods, and the ultimate goal of the combat profession.

It's not that they're gods like Mario, it's the gods that the rules represent that give them the power to wield their powers.

Divine power is not higher than the natural element, but the divine power has different characteristics from the natural element, legendary mage, holy warrior, divine sacrifice, divine walker, these beings who have mastered the rules and are given the use of divine power, all have a common characteristic, that is, long youth and life.

Ten thousand years ago, these people who stood at the top of the profession did not have such good benefits, and the divine power was just given and used, a bit like borrowing from the rules if they wanted to use it.

The strong will still be renewed, passed down from generation to generation, and new powerful beings will be born.

But now it's different, the path of the top professional class has become a dead end, maybe the archmage of Winter Frost is no weaker than the half-elf, but unless there is a coincidence, he will never become a legendary mage.

Even if mastering magic can increase his lifespan exponentially, compared to the half-elves and other guardians, he can only look up to them forever, and they are difficult to approach.

"Don't follow the path of magic with me, this road is already a dead end, wizards are your choice, only if you master the rules, you and I will stand on the same height."

Arthur once said that he wanted to learn more magic from Melissa, but received such an answer.

All she could give Arthur was the knowledge of potions, and no amount of books she could give to guide Arthur on the path he was taking