"It seems that this little guy is not lucky. Alchemy didn't choose him," a girl in a pink princess dress appeared next to the goblin.

"Too much luck is not a good thing, a true mage never relies on this ethereal thing," the goblin put the legendary artifact alchemy back in his pocket.

"Really, old fellow. The girl grinned, turned and walked gracefully into the depths of the alley, her figure fading away.

Al took a deep breath as he looked at the gold coin in the hotel.

Luck is fleeting, and the legend of the lucky gold coin will only stay in the hands of mortals for one day.

Al was still curious to try this magical power after all. He threw the coin out with a sparkling spun in the air, and Al suddenly remembered the fateful coin his father had thrown him, followed by the loving smiling faces of his father, his mother, and his brother, and the tenderness that had always supported him.

The spinning gold coins faded into the air, and in a trance, a hazy lady smiled at Al.

Al woke up with a wit, staring blankly at the surroundings where nothing had happened, and the gold coin of fate was gone.

The magic power in his body began to boil and roll, and he let out cheering joy, and the magic web that he had been searching for finally revealed more mysterious veils to him.

At this moment, the mage level that had not been moving for a long time was finally promoted to a second-level mage!

From the first level to now, it has been more than a year and almost two years, this speed is too slow, and this is still under the guidance of an eighth-level illusionist Norma.

In addition to being a natural talent, this is also due to the lack of systematic teaching.

Unlike the first time I linked to the magic net, this time the progress was very fast. When the magic subsided, Al thought about it for a while and went out again.

The use of Lucky Gold Coin can give the holder a burst of luck in a day.

His promotion to the second rank was just the beginning, and it was only afternoon, and he rushed to the adventurer's union as soon as possible.

He had just joined the Adventure Guild, and Hank, who was talking respectfully, was overjoyed when he saw him.

"Al, come here. ”

As Hank greeted, the man in the linen robe, who had been treated respectfully, turned to look at him.

Al, who had a premonition that something good was happening, looked forward to it, and when he saw his pale eyes, he couldn't help but tremble, his heart contracted and beat suddenly, and his body stiffened and stood still.

"Al! This is Archmage Susas! Aren't you looking for a teacher? Master Susas just needs some apprentices to do things!" Hank scolded in a low voice when he saw that Al was so embarrassed. and respectfully flattered Archmage Susas to explain

"I'm still a kid who has just come out on a trip, please forgive me. ”

"This is the little mage you said could make his own magic potions?" Susas looked at Al with a blank expression, his sickly gray face a little lighter and more eerie than that of the gray dwarf mage Faulkner

"Much better than the other apprentices. Take them with me," Susas left gloomily, without asking Al's opinion at all.

Like a frog stared at by a snake, Al didn't dare to move, and Al's heart began to regain after Susas left, gasping for air in fear.

"Why are you scared like this?" Hank reprimanded him in a low voice, and took him by the hand to hurry up.

"Lord Susas lives in the suburbs, and I came here today to recruit some apprentices by the way, this is a good opportunity for you, Lord Susas is a twelfth-level archmage. ”

Al was dragged by Hank, and his heart didn't want to go. Those dead white eyes gave him a terrifying feeling, just one look at him almost scared him to death, he was a fifth-level elite warrior.

But is this the arrangement that Lady Luck gave him? If he misses it, will anyone be willing to recruit him in the future? He can't afford to buy an apprentice or assistant to an archmage in the imperial capital. He couldn't find a teacher willing to teach him in the top family. What about him who is wandering now?

What to do? Give your fate to the gold coins? Go head, not go back?

Al has been dragged by Hank, why is Hank so enthusiastic?

Al, who sensed that something was wrong, quickly broke free of Hank's hand. After looking closely, I found that his expression was a little wrong, after he had the Book of Evil Spirits, he was particularly sensitive to enchanted spells, and finally found a trace of him being controlled.

How could a twelfth-level archmage be short of apprentices? In a word, I don't know how many poor people are willing to crash into the plane?

Did he meet the legendary mage who experimented with apprentices?

"I'm sorry, Uncle Hank. Master Faulkner has promised to teach me. Al turned around and ran without saying a word, running out of the other door of the Adventure Guild in a panic.

He really didn't dare to bet on whether the temporary good fortune brought to him by the lucky gold coin would save his life in the future.

The moment he ran away, Susas looked at him expressionlessly, and a cold smile curled into the corners of his mouth.

Maybe it was to round the lie, or maybe it was to avoid the terrifying Susus, Al subconsciously rushed all the way to the magic material shop of the tenth-level gray mage Faulkner, and the gray dwarf with a cold face like a rock was so kind at the moment.

"Master Faulkner, Master Faulkner, I brought the gold coins, please teach me!"

"Hell, two hundred gold coins is one level to two levels! You are now level two and you want five hundred gold coins!Are you trying to blackmail a great magician?!" Faulkner took the money bag and threw Al out with a roar.

"Make up the remaining three hundred gold coins and come back!" Faulkner suddenly changed his voice.

Al, who had just been thrown out, was dragged into the store out of thin air, like a poor punching bag.

"You can take classes early and be my official apprentice. Faulkner said to Al with a sudden and pleasant face. Al got goosebumps all over his body and hurriedly retreated.

"Dear Faulkner, you... ”

"Shut up!" seemed to think that there seemed to be something wrong with his expression, and Faulkner pulled back his grumpy face. "The pharmacy has been empty, and now I'll leave it to you. Make me potions worth 300 gold coins a week, and you can always take classes here. You don't have to pay for the rest of the money. ”

Three hundred gold coins, wasn't that exactly the price of the potion he had spent a week making?

Al couldn't help but be in awe of the mystery of the mage, and at the same time secretly complained, all of them went to make potions, where did he have time to study and study.

Bitter and bitter, but finally approaching a master spell, even if this teacher-student relationship does not stand the test, Al will still try to maintain it.

Faulkner's Magical Materials Shop also has a collection of precious magical plants, which are managed by one of his self-taught disciples, Becky. Becky took the initiative to communicate with Al about what materials he needed, Al handed over the material list, Becky looked at it and nodded, saying that he would deliver all the materials he needed the next day.