Chapter 10 Storage Witch Weapon
Amulet (Mastery 1%)

'My proficiency has finally reached mastery.'

Ronan breathed a sigh of relief and put the newly drawn amulet into his leather pouch.

There should be over five hundred amulets by now.

He looked at the two bulging sacs.

More than 500 amulets were placed inside.

His waist pouch contained more than a dozen newly drawn amulets, which he could use in case of danger.

He glanced at the other body.

This pouch contains about a hundred lightness talismans.

Ronan looked away from the three bloated bodies and couldn't help but sigh.

Although he had enough talismans, carrying these three pouches was too cumbersome.

'Let's buy a magical artifact that can store items, but I wonder how much it costs?'

After having this idea, Ronan decided to go see Paul.

……

Midtown, Wild Deer Bar.

"What? You want to buy a storage artifact?"

Paul, upon hearing Ronan's words, exclaimed in surprise:

What are you going to do with it?

"Don't ask me what I'm going to buy it for, just tell me how much you want it for," Ronan said.

"Outrageous price!" Paul took a sip of mead.

"To create a storage artifact, at least one formal wizard proficient in spatial magic is needed to assist in casting the spell."

"Even the lowest quality storage ring, with only a quarter cubic meter of storage space, costs three thousand Valant gold coins."

'Three thousand...'

After asking about the price, Ronan fell into deep thought.

Three thousand varands of gold coins—his father could afford it, but it was a large sum, and he might not necessarily give it to him.

After all, he was not an only child.

He has an older brother who, at the age of twenty, is already a Silver Knight.

Most importantly, his elder brother has outstanding military capabilities.

At the age of sixteen, he trained a militia in his territory from scratch into an elite force and led them in suppressing a rebellion in the southeastern province.

He made significant contributions in suppressing the rebellion and became one of the most outstanding young elites in the Southeast Province.

Wizarding aptitude is a talent, as is training and commanding troops.

This talent is equally precious within the kingdom.

His father spent a lot of money on his older brother every year.

Knight training, army drills, noble social interactions... all of these require a lot of money.

He also has a thirteen-year-old brother.

He possesses exceptional knightly talent, and at this age, he is already at the peak of the Bronze Knight realm.

Such talent would place him among the best not only in the Southeast Province, but also in the entire Kingdom of Valant.

Although wizards are superior to others, knights are still a force that cannot be ignored.

It was common for knights to don enchanted armor, wield enchanted weapons, ride magical beasts, and single-handedly kill wizards.

Moreover, if a knight's body is modified by witchcraft, he can gain even greater physical strength.

His father also had high hopes for his younger brother.

He hoped that in the future, his brother would stand out among the knights at the Valant Knights Tournament.

As a result, his father also spent a lot of money on his younger brother every year.

In addition, a certain amount of money must be kept in his father's storeroom to deal with emergencies such as disasters and disturbances.

Ronan's mind raced.

He felt that by using his lie about getting into the Kingdom Wizard Academy, he could ask his father for another 500 Valant coins, which was the maximum he could get.

Of course, this still depends on whether his lie is discovered by his family.

'Before my father finds out, I'd better quickly write a letter home and ask for some more money,' Ronan thought. Although he lied, the money he asked for was indeed for improving his strength.

In the future, I will definitely give back to the family.

However, he couldn't tell anyone else about his journey to the cultivation world.

As for the remaining money, I'll have to earn it myself.

'But how do I make money?'

Thinking of this, Ronan couldn't help but look at Paul.

Paul is a master at making money.

Paul was able to make money because he was a wizarding apprentice at the Kingdom Wizarding Academy, which gave him access to a wide range of people, allowing him to act as an intermediary.

He was merely a failed wizard, and a son of a mid-level noble family in a province, with very few resources.

'However, I can make money through Paul.'

Ronan thought of making a potion as a possible solution.

With the advanced AI HarmonyOS, his progress in studying pharmacology and making potions will undoubtedly be extremely fast.

“Paul, when will you arrange my pharmacy studies?” Ronan asked.

"I've heard that there's a professor in the college who teaches privately."

Paul put a piece of honey-roasted venison in his mouth and said as he chewed:

"However, this professor did not teach any introductory knowledge."

"If you attend his private classes, you might not understand them."

"How about this, you come here every afternoon at this time, and I will write down some introductory knowledge of pharmacy in the college library and then pass it on to you here."

“Thirty varant copper coins for each instruction of knowledge.”

Ronan agreed.

……

Ronan's learning ability left Paul speechless.

Ronan always managed to quickly memorize and digest the introductory pharmacology knowledge that Paul shared with him.

Just five days later, Ronan had mastered the basics of pharmacology and reached the point where he could attend private lessons with professors.

So Paul arranged for Ronan to attend classes with that professor.

Paul didn't know the professor's true identity either.

He learned about the professor's unauthorized teaching through a third-level wizard apprentice in the academy, who was also the professor's intermediary.

The lecture was secretly held in a manor outside Triumph City.

Upon entering the manor, a person dressed in a white robe, wearing a white hood and a white mask greeted the visitors and collected the tuition fees from each person.

Ronan was wearing a golden mask, a black robe covering his entire body, and a black hood.

Those who entered the manor with him all concealed their identities.

After all, privately studying wizarding knowledge is a violation of the kingdom's laws, and no one would swagger in unmasked.

Upon entering the hall, one is greeted by two hundred desks arranged in the spacious hall, a truly magnificent sight.

'The professor's fee for a single private lesson is the same as that at a wizarding college.'

"But in one private lesson, he taught nearly two hundred people at the same time!"

Private tutoring can be quite lucrative!

Ronan looked at the scene and thought to himself.

He even planned to start his own private tutoring business and earn money after he completed his studies.

Ronan walked to a desk in the middle row and sat down.

As time passed, people dressed in various robes and wearing various masks arrived one after another, gradually filling the desks.

A little while later, the man who collected money at the manor, dressed in a white robe, wearing a white hood and a white mask, walked into the hall and went straight to the podium.

"Gentlemen, let's begin the lesson!"

A deliberately hoarse voice came from this person's mouth.

Ronan's lips twitched slightly.

So it turns out the professor was personally involved in collecting money and guarding the gate.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like