In the deepest mage tower in the Royal Capital School of Magic, Marquis Hubert waited quietly in front of a door with the fist-sized fruit in his hand.

After a long time, the door in front of him was slowly pushed open, and a tall and thin man in a pure black mage robe walked out of it.

Morey raised his eyes to look at Hubert in front of him and asked, "Lord Marquis, did you bring that fruit you said?" ”

"Well, Master Morey, I got it in exchange for the other party." Hubert's status is similar to that of Morey, but because of the reason for asking for others, his tone is much more humble.

Morey waved his hand, "Lord Marquis, don't be so polite, it's just an equivalent exchange, I will help you refine the potion if you pay for it, and besides, I also have a certain interest in the magical fruit you said, it sounds a little similar to the legendary god-given fruit." ”

Although Morey said so, Hubert knew that if ordinary people wanted to find Morey to refine potions, the difficulty would not be a star.

He is not only an alchemy master, but also a high-level in the magic academy, and his status is higher than that of most nobles in the royal capital, and he wants to overwhelm people with power? A random sentence from someone can make you feel overwhelmed.

If it weren't for that, Morey wouldn't have spent those twenty-five million just to have a chance to make friends with Morey, otherwise even if he was the head of the Hilt family and one of the three sword saints of the kingdom, the other party would not be able to sell his face at all, and he would have no choice at all.

Hubert handed over the prepared fruit in his hand and said, "This is the fruit." ”

As soon as Morey beckoned, an illusory mage's hand appeared out of thin air, took the fruit from Hubert's hand, and then put the fruit on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, with a look of devotion and intoxication.

In the next second, an ecstatic expression immediately appeared on Morey's face, "I can feel the active magic power on this fruit, just sniff the magic activity in my body and become active, this is just the raw material, it is already comparable to some magic active potions that have been practiced, if it is made into a potion, the effect will definitely be outstanding!" ”

Seeing Morey's satisfied expression, Hubert's heart relaxed slightly, and he asked, "Then if you add this fruit, will that dose of promotion potion be more certain?" ”

"Of course." Morey said noncommittally, and with a twist of his hand, the fruit disappeared into his hand.

Only then did he look at Hubert on the other side and asked, "Your family's Angus talent is okay, why do you have to work so hard to get this kind of thing." Even without this potion, it would be only a matter of time before he would advance to the rank of Magister. ”

"He's almost sixty years old," Hubert said and said no more.

Hearing this, Morey didn't ask any more, and this sentence circulated among the mages: "Those who have not advanced to the rank of magician before the age of sixty have no hope of touching the threshold of the magic saint in this life." ”

This sentence is not a myth, the dean of the Royal Capital School of Magic, Wright Fa Sheng, he was promoted to a magician at the age of forty-five. The six legendary Magisters in the kingdom were all promoted to Magiers before the age of sixty, and now they are all on the path of Dharma Saint.

"You are too persistent, the number of Dharma saints that have appeared in our country since its establishment is only a handful, and the path of mages is too difficult to walk, even if you have talent, you may not be able to get to that point." It was rare for Morey to persuade him, but he knew that this was not only persuading the other party, but persuading his former self.

When he was young, Morey felt that he was the pride of the sky, and felt that even if he couldn't advance to the Law Saint, it would be okay to get a Magister to play. It's a pity that he was quickly beaten by reality, now he has been trapped in the magician level for almost two hundred years, and there is no sign of a breakthrough, if there are no accidents, he will be a magician for the rest of his life.

"There's still hope, isn't it?" Hubert also sighed with rare emotion, he didn't know the hardships here.

But their Hilt family are all knights and warriors who cultivate fighting spirit, and people from other families may not feel deeply, but his family is not deeply touched, and it is especially deep when they are on the battlefield.

Juggernaut? It sounds like it should be at the same level as the Fa Sheng, but when it really starts, a Fa Sheng on the opposite side can directly drag the three Sword Saints on his side, and he can also gain the upper hand in the battle, and his own Sword Saint is completely in a passive state.

And the role of mages in battle is too great, not only can they play a role in battle, even he hopes that there will be more mages in the army he leads, and he can occupy some pre-requisite advantages in war.

And this time he spent so much money on Morey's experience of seeking medicine, which all told him that mages are indeed much better than knights and warriors.

This is a bit like those ancient military generals, although they are from the military, but they always hope that their descendants can become civil officials.

Not only that, but in terms of lifespan, the lifespan of a mage is also several times higher than that of a knight who cultivates Douqi.

He is now a sword master, and his lifespan is only seven or eight hundred at most, while the lifespan of the magisters who are one level lower than him is more than two thousand. His strength will weaken as his body ages, but mages will only grow stronger with age, and the older the mage, the more proficient he will be in spells.

Therefore, Hubert eagerly hopes that there will be a mage in his family who can bear the burden, so that even if he dies on the battlefield or his life dies in the future, the Hilt family will not be down. Even if he knew how difficult and arduous this path was, he was willing to pay a huge price to carry it out.

"Okay, anyway, I'm also working with money, and it's a little annoying to say more, but I have to tell you in advance, this potion is not 100% guaranteed to break through to the magician, you have to be mentally prepared."

"I'm tired." Hubert said, "If even the potion you refined can't help him break through, then it means that this is his life." ”

The promotion potion was originally a matter of failure, and the reason why he found Morey, the alchemy master, was not to increase the probability of success in the promotion? If you change to another alchemist, you may not even be able to refine the potion that will make the archmage advance to the level of magician.

"It's best if you think that way. Because I haven't seen this fruit before, it will take a long time, about three or four months. ”

"No problem, if Master Morey has any materials you need, just let me know and I'll find them for you."

"No, I've charged you so much money, and I'll take care of the materials myself." Speaking of this, Morey's words paused, and asked, "There is a question, from whose hands did you exchange this fruit?" ”

Hubert's eyes rolled, and he replied unhurriedly: "That person has something to do with Sophia, if Master Morey is interested, I will help you contact her, and let Sophia arrange for you to meet." ”

, An embarrassed look appeared on Morey's face, and he sneered: "Sophia of the August family, forget it." ”

When he was young, because he did something immoral, he hooked up with the wife of the ancestor of the Auguste family, and after being discovered, he was directly arrested and hanged and beaten, if it weren't for the fact that he had shown a certain alchemy talent and was saved by the dean, he was killed by the ancestor of Sophia and their family at that time.

Because of the loss and the fact that he couldn't beat the other party, he had to hide when he met the other party now, so when he heard that it was Sophia's relationship, Morey also put out his thoughts of finding the owner behind the fruit.

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