Chapter Eighty-Nine: The First Hole Inside the Fortress
Although Link handed in 7 scrolls in a day, it still couldn't make up for the huge gap of nearly 100, and Warwick had no choice but to go up to the second floor of the magic tower and knock on the door of the magician Draco.
"Who." Draco's voice came from the room, and for some reason, he was a little nervous.
'It's weird, is there something this Drake is doing?' Warwick muttered in his heart, Drake this guy has a cold temperament, and his magic cultivation is not high, and he is not very respected among magic apprentices.
"It's me, Warwick."
"Why are you coming to me at this time?" Footsteps in the room were getting closer, and Draco opened the door, his voice visibly disgruntled.
With a click, the door opened, and Draco stood behind it with a gloomy face.
The moment the door opened, a faint smell wafted out of the room, and Warwick, who had a keen sense of smell, smelled: 'What a smell, a little like sulfur, a little like rosin, and a little rotten, it's strange.' β
He had never asked about such a strange smell.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Drake let out a low snort, interrupting Warwick's thoughts.
"Oh, that's right." Warwick was a little embarrassed to speak, hesitated for a few seconds, and seeing that the impatience on Drake's face was on the verge of exploding, he had to speak: "Sir, I'm afraid we won't be able to complete the military order for the scroll on time." β
Sure enough, as soon as this sentence was said, Drake's brows tightened: "Tell me what's going on?" I remember you had 8, oh no, plus that newcomer, it should be 9 people. Completing 800 reels in 20 days shouldn't be too difficult, right? β
"No, sir, there are only seven now. Hansen and MΓΌnster accidentally backlashed, and now I can only receive 35 scrolls a day. Sir, for the past three days, I have written 5 scrolls every day, and I have tried my best, but it is useless, and there is still a gap of 100 sheets. Warwick reluctantly spread his hands.
This sentence made Draco explode directly: "Damn! You idiot! At this juncture, where do you want me to go to find someone for you? Potions, low-level magic equipment, the entire academy, every apprentice is dealing with this military order, everyone is busy! You came to me, do you want me to help you personally? β
He's a level 2 official magician, and it's a joke to write a level 0 scroll! He can't pull this face!
What's more, he is not very good at drawing magic scrolls, and it is estimated that his ability in this area is equivalent to that of a high-level magic apprentice.
On top of that, he's busy and busy making money. He is learning a level 3 magic and has reached the stage where he needs to rent the mentor's elemental pool.
The rent for one hour of using the Elemental Pool was 100 gold, and it would take him a month to earn that money, and his magic experiment would take at least three hours.
So, he didn't have time to mess up all this with his magic apprentices!
Warwick made a bitter face and quickly shook his head, "No, no, sir, I didn't mean that." I was wondering if we could lower the number of orders, like 700, no, no, no, 750 or something. β
Drake shook his head: "The matter of the order was discussed between the mentor and the quartermaster, it has already been decided, I have no right to modify it, damn it, how could I encounter such a bad thing!" β
He has a lot of headaches, the head of the low-level magic item trading in the magic tower, Warwick has made a mistake here, and the mentor will not directly punish this magic apprentice, but him Drake!
Of course, the mentor will not remove him from his position as the head manager, but he will definitely deduct his share, and once this happens, the date of his level 3 magic experiment will be greatly delayed.
'What should I do?' The mentor has been getting more and more eccentric lately, and has been asking him to collect some strange magic materials lately. If something happens, I guess I'll be in vain this year, God, how could I have encountered such bad luck! Draco's mood plummeted to freezing point.
Thinking about it, Draco couldn't think of a good idea, and he eventually realized that he had to carry it if he wanted to continue on the path of magic.
In desperation, he could only say: "You go back first, and I'll go to other magic towers to ask if there are any extra scrolls." Also, don't count on me for this, write as much as you can, close the gaps, you know? β
Warwick nodded repeatedly: "Yes, sir, I will definitely try." β
"Get out!" Draco was furious and ordered to evict the guest
The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is always so cruel and ruthless, the day after reporting the news to Draco, Warwick did his best, still completed 6 scrolls, and with the results of other magic apprentices, he received a total of only 25 scrolls that day, and now, only Link's scroll has not been handed in.
"Oh no, everybody's tired, it's getting slower." Warwick felt that if the current trend continued, it was estimated that the gap would be far more than 100, maybe 200, 300 shots.
That's horrible!
Just as Warwick felt helpless, the door to the small room at the bottom of the stairs opened punctually, and Link's figure appeared in the doorway, holding a large scroll in his hand.
Warwick's eyes lit up suddenly, and he hurriedly greeted him, and asked, "Link, how many have you written today?" οΌ
Without waiting for Link to answer, he had already begun to count himself: "One, two, three, eight, nine, ten, ten, ten?" Am I not wrong? οΌ
Warwick rubbed his eyes and began to count again, even though it was the simplest number, he couldn't believe it.
Writing 10 scrolls a day, and 5 the day before yesterday and 7 yesterday, this is a high-intensity outbreak for many days, isn't this guy tired?
After counting again, Warwick finally confirmed, and he couldn't help but shout, "The Lord of Radiance is above, Link, you really wrote 10 scrolls, it's incredible!" β
The sound shocked the magic apprentices in the hall again, and everyone turned their heads to look, and as soon as they saw the scroll in Link's hand, a large number of apprentices immediately surrounded them.
Really, 10 scrolls a day, which is on par with the record of drawing magic scrolls in the last 3 years, and it can't be eye-catching.
"Warwick, check it out!" Someone urged, if it really worked on every scroll, then this guy named Link would be really powerful.
Maybe this guy is not talented in magic energy, maybe this guy is silent, but with this ability to draw magic scrolls, he can definitely get a place in the East Valley School of Magic.
Warwick swallowed his saliva, he began to check, and the magic apprentices next to him also came to help check, and soon, the check was completed, all 10 scrolls were valid, and all of them were high-quality, and they seemed to be more delicate and beautiful than yesterday's scrolls, and the scrolls were brilliant and clear-cut, so that people were reluctant to let go as soon as they got it, and they wanted to hide this thing close to their bodies.
What's even more terrifying is that each of these 10 scrolls is exactly the same, as if it was printed out of a mold.
"Link, you're amazing!" Warwick was convinced, and when it came to drawing scrolls, he felt that this kid was already the number one among the magic apprentices.
Link still only smiled slightly, as if it was just a trivial matter: "Since the scroll is fine, then I'll go and rest." β
"Go, go, get some rest." Warwick hurriedly said, he has a feeling, whether they can survive this time depends on this Link.
Another day passed, Link continued to hand in the scrolls, this time it was 13, which not only broke the record of the magic apprentice of the Bell Magic Tower for ten years, but also broke the record of 12 for the entire East Valley School of Magic, and in terms of the quality of the scrolls, no one could match it.
This time, all the apprentices are served!
The news spread quickly, and soon, the magic apprentices of the East Valley School of Magic knew that there was a scroll monster in the Bell Magic Tower, who could draw 15 superb scrolls in a day.
Another day later, the rumor changed a few more times, 13 to 14, a day later, to 15, until a week later, it stabilized at a horrific fifteen a day.
This magic apprentice named Link is like a tireless monster.
Ten days later, Warwick had received a total of 420 magic scrolls, 120 of which were written by Link, and the other 6 had contributed only 300, with Link doing more alone than the two magic apprentices combined.
"In this way, it is not just about closing the gap, it seems that the order is about to be completed." Warwick carefully counted the number of finished magic scrolls, and was completely shocked.
There was a soft 'click', the door to the small room under the stairs opened again, and Link walked out with a large scroll of magic again.
Warwick immediately put down his work, walked up quickly, and took the scroll in Link's hand, with a smile on his face: "I'll come, Link, I went to Mentor Moira's magic tower to buy some delicious food, you go and eat." β
Link is his treasure now, so he has to be treated.
"Thank you." Link nodded, sat down at Warwick's table, and enjoyed the meal that Warwick had put a lot of effort into his preparation.
When he finished eating, Warwick checked the scrolls, still passing them the first time, and each one was superb.
"I've been sitting for too long, I'm a little bored, and I'm going to go for a walk outside." Link said, this time it's not because of the agreement with Ellett, but that he recently came up with a super magic technique, and he needs to go to Verola's magic tower to secretly test it.
"Go, go, take a break." Warwick's tone was very courteous.
Link had only been walking for less than three minutes when Drake walked into the Magic Tower, his face still with a worried expression, and as soon as he saw Warwick, he said, "How's the scroll?" β
As a full-fledged magician, Draco had never been mixed with magic apprentices, so he hadn't heard of the rumors circulating among apprentices, and the main thing was that he was busy these days, for the sake of the scrolls, he basically didn't stay in the magic academy, but found someone in Riverdale to buy the scrolls at a high price, and he had to find time to learn magic, and he had to find a way to earn enough money for magic experiments, which was almost driving him crazy.
He did his best, but it worked, and so far he has only received 20.
There were 10 days left, and if it really didn't work, Draco had to pull down his face and dry himself.
Unexpectedly, Warwick was smiling: "Sir, things have taken a turn for the better, and the gap has been filled." β
"What's the situation?" Draco was stunned.
"Haven't you heard? There is a genius in the magic tower who draws scrolls. A magic apprentice next to him leaned up and said.
"Genius? Who is it? Draco was even more confused.