Chapter 7 Tricks

A wonderful early morning ended with a delicious breakfast with a splash of sunshine. Today's lesson is a down-and-out and neat old gentleman who tells him about some youthful travels and the cunning of the human heart. Obviously, this old gentleman is suspected of irrigation, but the story is quite exciting, and it can be regarded as an increase in knowledge.

The lunch at noon was very rich, and there was no special food to provide after leaving the children's camp, and Al was particularly hungry. Aunt Miranda's main task is to prepare fresh ingredients for several people every day, and also stock up on some cheese, preserved fruits, dried fruits, fruits, etc., like a breeder. The store can already be delivered to the door now, otherwise Aunt Miranda would be busy alone.

Al is not a particularly humble person, and at his request, Aunt Miranda sits at a table with Ali, and it is always not interesting to eat alone. As a cook, Aunt Miranda is very fond of expressing her praise for his craftsmanship with actions. I grew up watching Al grow up, and I can't help but exude maternal love for Al who was separated from the family at a young age because of the family rules.

Mr. Boone, who had been stealing books for Al for three years, also had his own special seat, sniffing at the plate next to the milk, a large plate containing some unknown whole barbecue, with a tempting bright red color and bright fruit dotted with bright fruit.

"What the hell is this?" Boone glanced back at Al.

Al also had one in front of him, and Al forked it up to take a bite of it. "It tastes good, it should be a mountain rat or something, mountain rats have always been relatively large."

Alman said nonchalantly as he ate.

"Why is it such a big mouse??" Boone didn't expect to jump away in an instant after hearing this.

"Boone, calm down! This is a mountain mouse! Not a house mouse!" Al quickly explained to reassure him, where did he expect to be afraid of something.

"Hell, a mouse!" Boone pounced angrily at Arle, "Yesterday I ate a mouse, and today I will eat a mouse! I don't eat a mouse! I don't eat a mouse! You idiot."

"Oops. I didn't have a pull for you, don't catch it! I saw Ali back in the morning, you go to Ali."

He was giggling and watching the excitement of Boone and the cat slave, when he suddenly heard Al say this, Mr. Boone looked back at him coldly, and his faint cat eyes radiated a dangerous light.

"Taste the wrath of the Night King, stupid humans"

Before lunch was finished, Al and Ali's master and servant fled with their heads in their arms, and one after another all the roasted rats flew out of the gate and smashed at them.

"Ali, in the future, everything related to rats in the house!everything!including the damned mountain rats!!" Al grinned and covered the wound on his face.

"Yes, young master," Ali cried with a sad face, as if he had been subjected to a terrible punishment, and his face was covered with blood.

The master and servant put on masks to hide the scratches on their faces, bought a lot of fresh and cheap snacks along the way to fill their stomachs and went to the North District, and after shopping, let Ali go back first with all kinds of herbs, mountain goods, materials, and most importantly, honey grilled fish and fresh milk from the Earl family's farm, and went directly to the long-admired adventurer's union.

There is not much help from the family when he leaves the family, and the family will not introduce him to any organizations or teachers.

As the only large organization he could find, the Adventurers' Guild was a good place to inquire about the news, in addition to undertaking various tasks and collecting and selling strange things, which was much more accurate than the tavern information in the story, and of course this service had to be charged everywhere. The main thing is that the reputation of the Adventurers' Guild is much better than that of the shops with the aristocracy behind them.

He carried two bottles of potions he used to make at home in his backpack to test the water, and the potions were almost halfway old. The means of preservation in this world are inefficient and rudimentary, and they are all preserved by the magic of the potion itself. A quartz bottle or a proper storage may be able to extend it for a day or two.

"Oh, the best invisibility potion and the power of the bear, little ghost, we don't care if the adults in the family come to us" The blonde who was in charge of the purchase of the adventure union laughed at Al, perhaps because of Al's maturity and stability, as well as the delicacy and nobility of the clothes, so he didn't say that the stolen goods were not returned.

"Hmm" Al didn't explain much, and the scholars who studied it were not very good at communicating. Eleven years of reliving have not changed much, not to mention that he has stepped into the old path of pursuing knowledge again. "These healing potions are good and bad, what, are you working for a new apothecary gentleman" Al still sighed "um".

"Then I'm going to stammer, Mr. Apothecary's apprentice" The blonde pretended to be shy and teased Al "My name is Bico, and if you have any good goods to come to me, people can let you do whatever you want" Bico actually suspected that these potions were obviously made by Al with the pharmacist, of course, it is also possible that the two bottles of potions were also made by this strong and sven little guy, and the dragon slayer St. George is a dragon himself, what is impossible in this hellish world?

Al put away fifty gold coins. The power of the bear is twenty gold coins, about fifteen gold coins lower than the market price, and the invisibility potion is thirty gold coins, which is also more than two gold coins, maybe less than two gold coins. As for the messy healing potions, Biko didn't say anything, and Al didn't ask.

"Yes, Ms. Bico. Do you have any good advice if I want to learn something mystical like magic?" Al gently placed a gold coin in Miss Bico's hand. "Oh, that's a scholar who seeks the truth," Bico playfully played with the golden coin with her thumb and forefinger. "If there are ten more of these eagle head gold, maybe I have a good suggestion."

Ten gold coins is not a lot of money for Bi Ke, who handles hundreds of gold coins a day in the sales department of the Imperial Capital Adventure Guild, but it is also a considerable income. She is also a scholar with appraisal talents, but before making an investment, she always has to use a detail to examine the quality of people. An apprentice with a talent for medicine and a desire to pursue magic is worth a small investment in the early days.

In this world, the individual is extremely strong, and the weak will always find a way to connect with the strong, especially the strong who have a promising investment and have not yet grown. Isn't it all sung in the poems of heroic biographies and minstrels?

As a scholar in his previous life, and as a nobleman in this life, Al was not very strict about the concept of money, and even now he only feels that he needs to earn money in order to maintain more expenses, even a little bit of useful information is worth the money. He grabbed a handful of gold coins, certainly more than ten. The Iron Blood Family is also a great nobleman of the empire, and the education of its children will naturally not only be those muscles and steel.

The magic of gold coins is mysterious and ingenious.

"The little brother is really generous," Ms. Bico smiled with satisfaction, holding the gold coin, and laughing coquettishly, the thick hand of Al is not small. Of course, she was pleased with Al's attitude towards the pursuit of knowledge, which is one of the essential qualities of a mage.

"If you want to learn magic and pursue knowledge, in the imperial capital, of course, you go to the Royal Academy. The annual tuition fee of 3,000 gold coins is a hard work for you pharmacists for half a year, and our recommendation letter here is not very expensive, if you are willing to serve the adventurers' union, it is not impossible to bear the tuition, as long as you can get in."

The point of any good word is in the last sentence. If you can enter the Royal Academy Academy, it is not impossible to serve the Adventurers' Guild. As long as you can pass the entrance examination of the Royal Academy. The Royal Academy has a unique way of measuring a person's affinity for magic, so as to determine how far a person can achieve in the future. This method may miss a special genius, but those who pass it will always achieve something in the future and it will be effective. Of course, if Al can have any special talents, he can also try to get a special invitation letter through a letter of recommendation, specifically to find special talents to fill in the gaps. But Al has no special talents, and his pharmaceutical prowess may be a little new and interesting, but it is not enough to reach the scope of the invitation. The Iron Blood Family also has a simple magic test, which is not accurate but not much different, and his talent is average, just like his performance, neither good nor bad.

"My magic affinity isn't up to par, do you have any other suggestions, Ms. Bico," Al politely asked again.

Of course, Bi Ke knew that Al couldn't get in, she was originally a cliché, if he could go in and come to the Adventure Guild for help, there must be some ulterior secrets, it would be more worthy of venture capital, and the Adventure Guild was not a place to be afraid of trouble. Al had done a magic test that gave her a personal rating for the strong little gentleman. The magic test is not something that a small aristocratic family can do. If you can go to the Royal Academy to do a magic test, then this person will be more capable.

"The Adventurer's Guild also sells some copies of books, but it's very expensive, a beginner's apprentice theory, about more than a hundred gold coins" Magic is not accessible to civilians, they can't read, and those who are literate are nobles who are not short of money, this mysterious knowledge, of course, is extremely expensive.

"What about apprentices and above?" Al's eyes lit up. Bico couldn't help but glance at Al, who was not interested in apprentice-level theory. "That's even more expensive, for example, the cheapest 'Junior Mage's Guide' now costs three hundred gold coins. Of course, there are quite a few works by archmages of the same type, almost all of them at this price. ”

Al couldn't help baring his teeth, three hundred gold coins is a baron's tax of almost half a year, which is still a rich territory. With the fifty gold coins he had just obtained, his total assets were only four hundred gold. Knowledge is never singular and unique, and needs to be compared with each other to compare the right and the different. Compared to the theory, the spells are much cheaper, among which the mage's signature, the third-level spell fireball spell, only costs one hundred gold coins. The first-level spell Flame Hand only costs twenty gold coins. The trick is a hundred and fifty gold coins. Al pursed his lower lip and bought the trick. He has a lot of books in his collection, but he has never seen a complete set of tricks, which records nearly thirty zero-level tricks, although there is some conflict with his collection, but most of them are not recorded. Of course, it is strange that the encyclopedia of tricks appears in the sales list, this book is actually not very practical, few people learn so many tricks, and there are fewer people who learn it, and even fewer people collect it.

"This is my sister's collection, my little mage. Bico touched Al's head, and after so many words, he tried to find out Al's character, financial resources, and background, and finally said a useful suggestion. "There are many magicians who also pursue the truth and are willing to guide the younger generations. I suggest you go to the assignment area and check out the assignment from Mr. Murray, I think his lectures are more interesting. ”

"Okay, thank you very much, Ms. Bico" "After talking for so long, you didn't tell me your name, you nobles are really ruthless"

"My name is Al, Alben Stoke" does not allow Oret to use his family name outside.