"Let me tell you such a simple question, the magic scroll is not a substitute for the magician himself, but it can be a beneficial supplement to the magician. Therefore, the most important thing for a magic scroll is that it is convenient and fast! At the critical moment, a magic scroll that is released just right can save lives!"

"Hehe!" a sly smile appeared on Flanna's face, "Then according to you, the magic scroll made by my head Lane Magician is useless?"

"Not really," Lille said, wrenching his fingers, "to be able to make a third-level magic scroll, if he did it completely independently, it would be considered good." However, he also consumed too many materials, and he also designed such a complex combination of magic arrays, it is difficult to say whether the effect can be achieved in actual use. ”

Franner asked, "Is the magic apprentice the same as the magic master?"

Lille replied: "Of course it's different. But there is no comparison between a magic apprentice and a magister, one of them is a beginner, while the other is almost at the pinnacle of magic. ”

Flanner pressed back: "But it is undeniable that every magus is raised by a magic apprentice. ”

Lille was unmoved: "That being said, but how many magic apprentices are there on the entire continent, and how many are there for the magister?"

"I admit that not all magic apprentices can be promoted to Magister. Franner followed Lille's tone, and just when Lille thought he was being persuaded by himself, Franner changed his words and said something else. This is a familiar past to the entire inhabitants of Paradise of Freedom.

Many years ago, two directors of a small chamber of commerce each brought the same amount of money to operate for a year. The most profitable of them will succeed the elderly president of the chamber of commerce.

One of them, who is about fifty years old, has been working hard in this industry for decades, and still buys the goods he has purchased every year for decades according to the usual practice, but with years of experience and cultivated eloquence, he has severely lowered the purchase price. With this, he earned tens of thousands of gold coins more this year, which was equivalent to the profit of the entire Chamber of Commerce last year.

When the older chief triumphantly told the old president about his merits, he found that the old president told him with a wry smile on his face that his competitors had earned more than a hundred times his profits, and had now bought his own chamber of commerce for three times the price, so he couldn't decide who would be the president.

The other principal is only thirty years old, in terms of experience and connections, there is no way to compare with the previous principal, the reason why he has achieved a hundred times more profit than others is because he did not follow the path that others have walked, but keenly grasped the fleeting business opportunities.

After getting a shocking news through a certain channel, the director made a bold move, using the capital as a deposit, frantically absorbing the existing textile wool and other raw materials in Paradise of Freedom and the surrounding cities, and agreed to take the balance to pick up the goods after three months. In a few months, when the new wool from the Nantaro prairie was shipped south, the old wool would naturally not be sold. Now someone buys them all at half the price of buying new wool, and of course those owners are willing, and the only two demands of the other party are to pay a deposit first and pick up the goods after three months, which is very normal, anyway, even if the opponent defaults, the deposit is impossible to go back, and they have no loss.

As a result, less than two months later, the South Talon prairie was hit by a heavy snowstorm last winter, and the news came that 90% of the herders' cattle and sheep had frozen to death. Without a source of raw materials, the textile and wool workshops would not be able to operate, the orders they signed would not be completed, and the penalties for breach of contract would be enough to bankrupt the merchants. In this case, the value of the old wool from last year, which the director had bought in advance, suddenly doubled.

That year, this young man monopolized seventy percent of the wool supply in the south, and how could the profits be measured in gold coins?

Master Lille knew that the main story of the story that Flanner was talking about was the legendary business genius Chilawiv, and that this was one of the ten most talked-about stories of his life.

The apprentice, who was about thirty years old, was standing with his hands bowed to the side, and his eyes lit up with fervent adoration when he heard Franner tell the story. And Lille was silent after hearing the story, and when Chilaviv first bought the wool, many merchants called him stupid, but later developments made everyone shut up.

Franner's meaning is also revealed through this story: Do you dare to say that Ryan's actions must have been Lang Fei, and how did the first magic scroll come to be if it weren't for these attempts?

"You're right!" Lille said to Flanner suddenly, and then he stood up and bowed to Ryan, and said in a very sincere tone, "I apologize to you, young magician. Everyone should have their own style, everyone has the right to innovate, everyone has the right to choose his own path, as long as he does not affect others, then others are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks. It's not right to ask others in your own way. ”

Ryan's straightforwardness obviously surprised Ryan, Ryan didn't take what Lille said just to heart, and now the other party actually apologized to him, which made Ryan full of good feelings for this Lille master in his heart, he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid Lille's bow, and said in his mouth: "Master Lille is too polite, and it is impossible to ask for the master's guidance." ”

Franner also hurriedly walked over to help Master Lille up, a small turmoil disappeared, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became harmonious.

Lille was about to speak, but his stomach made a "gurgling" sound, which made Ryan laugh, and Lille's face was slightly red, and he remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet. He walked a few steps, but saw that his sauerkraut sausage was already cold, so he told the thirty-year-old apprentice, "Jamie, I'm hungry." I guess a few friends are the same, you go get us some supper. ”

The apprentice, who Lille called "Jamie", said yes and walked out briskly. After a while, he returned, and brought two servants, and brought steaming sauerkraut sausages to the four of them, Lille and Ryan.

Lille smiled and said to Ryan, "Come and try this dish, it's his favorite food." ”

"He—who is that?" asked Ryan curiously.

"Haha. Franner laughed and said, "This is Chilaviv's favorite food." It is said that it was because he once gave a rich man a whole year's personal companionship. At that time, Chilaviv was still very poor, and this dish was the best food he could eat. Maybe it's for this reason that even if Chilaaviv later became the richest man on the mainland, he still loved this the most. ”

"Not bad, not bad. Lille also smiled and said, "But now Mr. Chiraviv is a man of status after all, so although the name is the same, the ingredients used, cooking techniques, etc., are completely different." Hehe, this sausage is no different from what Mr. Chilaviv usually eats. ”

"Oh, then we're going to have to taste it. Hearing Lille whisper the secret, Franner immediately picked up a knife and fork, cut off a piece of sausage, and after a few gentle blows, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. Ryan and Alendor also tasted it separately, and the meat was indeed tender and delicious, so it was no wonder that Mr. Chilaviv had always liked it. The apprentice named Jamie was also very meticulous, except for Lille and Ryan, who each had a sauerkraut stewed sausage, and even Xiaobai had a large portion of barbecued Tarun beef.

The discovery of this detail made Franner look at Jamie deeply, but he didn't say anything.

The four of them chatted while eating, and the topic slowly turned back to the magic scroll, Master Lille had been making magic scrolls for many years, and it was the first time he had seen the technique used by Ryan, and he was also curious in his heart, how powerful was the scroll made with this technique?

Even Ryan only ensured that the scroll he made was completely fine, but he didn't know exactly what the effect would be after use. After all, the fireball technique is far more powerful than the magic missile, and it can't be used indiscriminately without a special testing ground.

So at Lille's suggestion, the four of them spent the supper, led by Master Lille, and walked to the testing site of the "Magic Hand" in high spirits, while the apprentice named Jamie still followed.

The testing ground of the Magic Hand is located near the place where Master Lille works, and it is a separate courtyard, and the whole courtyard is a huge building, and it is as if you are cut off from the outside world. Ryan's heart moved slightly, he was keenly aware of the abnormality here, whether there should be a magic enchantment to cut off this place from the outside world, which means that various magic items are often tested here, otherwise there is no need to spend so much effort.

The entire testing ground is everything, Master Lille personally tested, he stood in the middle of the courtyard, aimed at a large black stone slab twenty meters away and picked up the fireball scroll in his hand, for safety, Master Lille blessed himself with protective fire magic in advance to prevent the scroll from backlashing. With everything ready, Master Lille gently tore open the fireball scroll.

The magic array on the fireball scroll was stimulated, and immediately began to operate, and a flame slowly formed in Master Lille's hand, and soon, this large ball of flame condensed into a round sphere, reflecting Master Lille's chest red.

"Whoosh!" According to Master Lille's wishes, the fireball suspended in the air flew towards the target twenty meters away, dragging its long tail.