From the tower, you can see the entire Herseus Valley.

The ridges on both sides, the meandering Xiyu River, the rolling grassy hills and the sparse forests along the riverside, and the quiet and elegant town of Brook.

In the past few days, Turanze has had a preliminary understanding of the river valley, and he has to admit that the learning atmosphere here is much stronger than that of the high towers in the mountains. The "Temple of the Sky" still retains the ancient tradition of the Middle Ages, and the apprentices who follow a certain teacher are no more than three or four people, and other assistants and servants are unable to learn the essence of the genre's spells.

Compared with the two, it is obvious that the academy system of the Herseus Valley is more suitable for the popularization of magical knowledge. However, Turanzer still stubbornly believes that it is difficult to cultivate amazing genius mages in this way, and the rise of a genre must rely on their brilliance.

"The problem is that you have to have a large enough base to select the most talented students," Allegri disagrees, "If you follow the apprenticeship system, you can only hope that you don't see the wrong person when you accept the apprentices, otherwise decades of hard work will be wasted......

Turanze knew he was right, in order to find a student who could inherit his mantle, medieval mages often spent a lot of time traveling, and many schools gradually died out in the long river of history because there was no successor.

"It's perfect if you can combine apprenticeships with academy systems, such as selecting the best students from the academy and then handing them over to the mentors to train them individually. Allegri stretched out his hand and motioned for the other party to taste tea, and the two sat on the terrace at the top of the Violet Tower, exchanging opinions on the training methods of young mages.

"Impossible," Turanzer vetoed directly, "the best age for an apprentice is between three and five years old. And the students selected from the academy have already been stereotyped in their teens and twenties, and there is no hope of reaching the legendary realm in their lifetime. ”

"Was the master also accepted at the age of three or four?" Allegri asked, with the other party's unsparing style of conversation, it was not easy to find a topic to continue.

"That's right," Turanzer said frankly. "When I was three years and four months old, I was found by my teacher, and that day was my new day. ”

"So, do you have any other impressions of your parents and family?" Allegri asked tentatively. To be honest, the question was not very polite, but he remembered that one of the mage's codexes mentioned that apprentices in the Middle Ages were apprentices. will be completely cut off from the original family, so he is curious, it is still not like this.

"I seem to be from Taranto, father...... It must be a maritime merchant," Turanzer replied uncertainly, and he tilted his head for a moment, then shook his head and replied, "I forgot the rest." The teacher may know, but I didn't ask. ”

Realize that you are somewhat offended. Allegri looked over and quickly changed the subject, "Look, Illo is here." ”

"Is it really up to him to decide on the exchange of that wind dragon egg?" Turanze retracted his gaze, looking a little confused. Allegriq was a noble lord. Can't he dispose of the property in his realm freely?

"Yes, if he doesn't agree, then I'm sorry. Allegri smiled and invited him to join him in the vault.

It's a deal like no other.

There have been two or three thousand years. The high-end goods of dragon eggs have not appeared on the market. No, it should be said that even thousands of years ago, buying and selling dragon eggs was an extremely rare scene.

The reason is simple, dragon eggs are not an easy thing to deal with. Only a few schools of magic have the secret art of hatching dragon eggs in advance, or extracting the mana stored in them, and both of these actions will undoubtedly attract the dragon's crazy revenge.

So as to whether or not to sell the Storm Dragon Egg, Allegri and Illo quickly reached an agreement. It's not that they're afraid of dragons, after all, there's only one dragon in the world, Pringer, but these two guys, they don't know what to do with dragon eggs at all.

After looking through a lot of information, Allegri wisely gave up the search. In this process, his biggest gain is an illustrated dragon cookbook, fried and cooked, everything, the two discussed in depth the feasibility of steamed dragon egg custard, and then decided to sell this wind dragon egg.

Then there is the question of price.

"Mr. Illo, what do you want in terms of price?" asked Rubiang, the slightly balding leader of the convoy, Turanze's chosen negotiator, the experienced "Blood Rose" agent.

"Nothing to ask for. "The half-elf ranger snorted, the trick to bargaining is to never expose your bottom line.

"Can I test the goods first?" Turanze, who was next to him, suddenly interjected. He looked at the sack on the table, his eyes full of longing.

"Absolutely. Illo pushed, a sly smile escaping from the corners of his mouth. Rubion pressed his forehead helplessly, feeling a sense of weakness.

Big brother, business doesn't do this, you look like you don't buy it, and the other party doesn't raise the price ruthlessly?

But Turanze didn't care what he thought, the wind mage couldn't wait to pick up the cloth bag and take out the wind dragon egg. The gray-white giant egg, which was more than a foot long, was covered with mysterious cyan markings on its shell, and as the hay that isolated the fluctuation of mana was removed, a touch of fresh wind was born out of thin air, swirling and stirring in the dome.

"It is indeed a wind dragon egg, and the dragon blood is extremely pure, its parents should be wind dragons, well preserved, and not contaminated in any way......" Turanze gently rubbed the dragon egg, and his mouth was full of thoughts.

Seeing his obsessive expression, Allegri and Illo smiled knowingly on their faces at the same time. Rubian, on the other hand, had an even more headache, and he coughed lightly and reminded, "Master, let's negotiate first." ”

"Alright, alright," Turanzer nodded, and casually instructed, "what about the list of items we have brought?" ”

Poof――

Rubion took a mouthful of old blood and almost squirted onto the table. Even Allegri and Illo were a little unbearable. The Half-Elf Ranger shook his ears and patted his chest to reassure, "Don't worry, I'm not greedy. ”

With a bitter face, Rubian took out a stack of papyrus from his bosom and handed it over tremblingly.

Illo's eyes lit up suddenly, and he reached for it, letting out a sigh of admiration as he flipped through it.

There are 300 high-grade magic crystals, with a purity of more than 90...... Twenty enchanted instruments, including eight weapons...... 600 enchanted arrows...... 4,000 gold coins......

Illo subconsciously licked his lips and said with a smile, "This price is not negotiable." ”

... (To be continued......)

PS: (First update.) ）