I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 126 Dal Town (4K)

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The academy's missions are generally paid in magic stones. Some missions also give credits when magic stones are paid. Field missions generally give credits.

Soon, Roland found the mission in Bloodfang Skinning Town.

[Investigation into the Bloody Fang Peeling Madness Incident]

[Goal Completed: Gather intelligence and evidence. The academy will hand over subsequent matters to Wizard Araka, depending on the situation.]

【Deadline: Complete before October.】

[Conditions: 4 intermediate apprentices, or 1 advanced apprentice.]

[Completion Reward: 100 Magic Stones and 15 Credits per person.]

[Failure Penalty: -30 Credits]

The senior apprentices could no longer take on this task because it was immediately taken on by several middle-level apprentices.

According to the information desk, these apprentices had investigated the area before, but they suspected they had intentionally left the work unfinished and then activated this new task.

There were already enough people, but one of them suddenly had something to do and couldn't go. The remaining three were very annoyed and had been waiting for new people to join.

During this period, several mid-level apprentices took on this task, but those mid-level apprentices inexplicably withdrew.

The three apprentices had repeatedly expressed that they could complete the task alone, but the hospital did not agree.

The person at the information desk said that if Roland was sure he wanted to do this task, she would call someone over.

Roland thought for a moment and decided to check on his teammates before making any plans.

The person at the information desk used the crystal ball to contact the apprentices. While waiting, Roland checked the credit exchange catalog here.

There were quite a few good items in the redemption catalog, but Roland was rather picky. After searching for a long time, he finally found one that satisfied him. It turned out to be the recipe that the senior had given him.

Shadow Roar (Original Version): Intermediate Apprentice's first breakthrough +30% promotion chance, second breakthrough +20% promotion chance, third breakthrough +10% promotion chance.

[Conditions: Shadow element affinity, relevant proof]

[Special Effect: Chance to increase curse resistance, chance to increase shadow magic effect.]

[Ingredients: ... (original recipe ingredients) ...]

[Exchange credits: 300]

【Note: This potion is not suitable for low-level apprentices.】

Most shadow-related things are related to black magic. They can be used to save people, but they can also be used for evil.

At White Chess Academy, there were basically no such items for sale. However, the situation at Black Abyss Academy was different. The majority of Alexandra's students were Shadow + Fire aptitudes. There were also many such wizards within the school. The White Chess Council had no way of rectifying these things.

Furthermore, Black Abyss was able to join the White Council because the Council saw in their proficiency in this type of magic, and their ability to deal with Dark wizards. Therefore, although the White School had many objections to the Academy exchanging such items, they could only let it go.

So, there are indeed quite a few of these dirty-looking things in the college.

The academy encourages apprentices to make potions, so the points for the recipes are very low. However, they must sign an agreement not to disclose the recipes, and the potions they make can only be sold to the academy.

But even so, the credits for exchanging for the Shadow Roar formula are very low.

This potion is a good thing for T0 tier, because even with the improved formula, it still requires several extremely rare potions. In fact, many potions are not available on the market and can only be found in Twilight's territory.

For Roland, these potions were no problem. He just needed to buy some on the black market and ripen them quickly.

Roland compared the original ingredients of the recipe and checked the potions currently available in the academy.

The potions in the academy can make up about 80% of the recipe, but to redeem them all, you need more than 80 points.

I currently have 13 points, and after completing this task, I can get another 15 points, which can be exchanged for 30% of the magic potion.

"It would take a lot of luck to collect all the potions in the forbidden area. I can't rely on luck. I'll try to exchange as many potions as possible from the academy. I'll slowly search for the remaining potions in the forbidden area."

At this moment, the mission hall suddenly became quieter. Three apprentices dressed as members of the Black Abyss School walked in.

"Boss Brenda, the price you asked for before was too high. Just about enough."

"That guy told us he wanted to go to the black market. He couldn't even afford the over a hundred magic stones, so why would he go to the black market?"

"Who cares where he goes? Just give us the money. If no one follows, the mission will still have to be done by the three of us. Then, we won't get a single magic stone."

"Shut up!"

The three of them went straight to the information desk, and many people gathered near the desk made way for them.

Roland looked back and realized the three guys looked familiar. Especially the bearded one in the lead. He was a mid-level apprentice in his twenties, about to be promoted.

Suddenly, Roland remembered who these people were. When he first entered the academy, Brenda and her group had fought a group of white-chested wizards, Lance and his group. Nine of them took on over twenty, and they were still at a disadvantage. They forced the lower-level apprentices on the opposing side to form a magic circle, and only then did they beat them back.

Brenda and the others vaguely felt that this person seemed to have changed his appearance, and from Roland's expression, they realized that Roland should know them.

Look at the look in her eyes that shows she doesn't take people like her seriously, the arrogance that makes people angry, and the condensed magic power. It's probably Alexandra.

Brenda got straight to the point: "Do the mission or go to the black market."

Roland didn't understand these rules, but he roughly guessed what they meant, so he asked, "How many magic stones?"

Brenda said, "To be honest, we've almost finished investigating this mission. This time, we're just checking some things and gathering evidence. It'll be over soon, so just wait for our report. The cost is 120 magic stones. Staying an extra day is 10 magic stones. If you want the blood skin, you'll have to pay a 200 magic stone deposit, but I can't guarantee the quality. It's very expensive on the black market. I'm only willing to give you a share because we're friends."

There were only a few mid-level apprentices in Alexandra. Brenda had been in the academy for so long that she had some connections with the people in the Black Abyss School.

Brenda treated Roland as a Canon or something like that, so she did him a favor.

Roland thought for a moment and asked, "When are you leaving?"

Brenda knew that Roland was considering it, so she drew a half magic sign in the air. "You can go first. We'll keep in touch by letter. Don't be late, we won't wait for you any longer. If we've completed the mission by then, you'll have to pay for the report."

"We'll contact each other then." Roland reached out and completed the magic seal in mid-air. From then on, both parties could communicate simply by carving the magic seal on a piece of parchment. After a brief exchange, they each departed. Roland went directly to the town at the foot of the mountain.

Bloodfang Town is a neutral area, and the academy's fireplace is restricted and cannot be reached. You need to use the giant stone magic circle in the town.

Roland didn't know the coordinates of Bloodfang Town, but Natasha did.

The door to Wallace's shop was open, and there were some more antiques inside, but no customers.

Natasha, the eldest sister, was sitting behind a table sewing clothes, looking like a good witch at home.

She knew Roland was coming and was very enthusiastic.

"Sit down, Roland. I'll return your things. Also, my father said you might need this." Natasha pointed and closed the doors and windows. Then she took out a small crucible that looked like neither gold nor wood, and a flat metal wine bottle.

The small crucible was Roland's cauldron of sleep, which he had previously lent to Wallace. Wallace didn't have time to make the potion himself, so he asked his daughter to do it.

Roland put away the crucible and took the flat metal bottle. "What is this?"

Natasha said, "This is our special transformation potion. We often use it when we go out. Even if some wizards with particularly keen intuition can detect that you are disguised, they will not be able to see your true appearance. In addition, there is this..."

She then took out a long strip of cloth with many strands of hair sewn onto it. There were thirty people in total. These people were both men and women, all ordinary people. They came from all over the place, and most of them were deceased.

The crystal ball in Natasha's hand recorded the images of these people. Roland selected a middle-aged man with a square face and threw his hair into the wine bottle.

The hair dissolved into the transformation potion, and the potion was finally refined. After drinking it, you can transform into his appearance.

"If you want to change someone, just throw in another bunch of hair. This bottle contains many doses of potion. It's enough for you to use for a long time. Don't forget to drink a sip every six hours." Big sister Natasha smiled gently.

Roland's face froze slightly. He simply couldn't use so much. But after Natasha finished brewing the potion, she didn't separate the bottles but poured them all together.

The White Wizards have very strict control over the Transfiguration Potions, so the market price is not low.

He asked, "How much is it in total?"

Natasha suddenly glanced at the quartz clock on the wall and said, "It's already dusk. Let's eat before we leave. You can't go hungry. We have steak today."

Roland felt as if Big Sister Natasha's foot had accidentally stepped on his own foot.

He looked down in astonishment and found that his elder sister was not wearing shoes under the table. The beautiful red shoe was thrown on the carpet, as if she had just kicked it off.

He looked up at Big Sister Natasha. Her fiery and fixed eyes made Roland's heart beat wildly.

"Ahem." Roland pulled his foot back without leaving a trace and said, "No, I'm in a hurry. Maybe next time."

Natasha's expression suddenly turned cold, and she said, "A total of 208 magic stones."

Roland hurriedly gave the magic stone, took the potion, hair and the coordinates of the big black market, and fled from here.

After he left, Natasha looked strange. "Is it because I've been losing weight recently? Why is my charm not working again?"

Soon, Roland entered Stonehenge and added the coordinates to the spell. Mist immediately enveloped the surroundings, and when it cleared, Roland found himself in an unfamiliar forest.

After leaving Stonehenge, Roland took out his "Wish Needle." He first silently chanted "Bloodfang Town," and the needle pointed northwest. He then silently chanted the mission and other information, only to find that the needle pointed in another direction.

Looking up, there seemed to be a mountain near the town.

Roland looked puzzled. "Is it that the quality of the wish needle is not good enough, or is it that the source of the problem is not in the town?"

According to Brenda and the others' preliminary research, there were no other towns within a hundred kilometers of the town. Meanwhile, there were many wizards in Bloodfang Town, but no one had discovered anything there.

Roland, from a knight's perspective, thought the mountain was a perfect place to build a castle, but the mountain was empty.

Things seem a little weird.

Shaking his head, Roland thought to himself, "My wishing needle is a low-quality item, only worth thirty magic stones. If there really is something hidden there that even wizards can't find, how could I possibly find it with my broken thing? There must be something wrong with the wishing needle."

Roland activated the amulet in his arms, and then the magic aura and vitality on his body disappeared, and he looked like a stone.

He then lit a silver candlestick and chanted a spell. He then drew a tracking circle and used a wizard's hat to search for him. However, the hat flew through the air for a long time before landing back on the magic circle.

"These rare items from the Red Skull are all quite good. Keep a few and sell a few. I also have some prematurely ripened potions that I can sell on the black market."

While patrolling the forest these past few days, he had dealt with all of Alina and the others' rare items, removing the elven imprints and spell locks. However, since he planned to sell them, he hadn't re-engraved the spell locks and spirit imprints on any of them, except for the silver candlestick.

After a moment's thought, Roland took out a wooden chain and a comb and headed back into the woods. An hour later, a man dressed as an aristocrat, entangled in chains and soul mist, flew out of the woods. He circled several times in the sky before flying towards Bloodfang Town.

It was already evening when Roland arrived at Bloodfang Town.

This is a town with a Gothic feel, with tall, pointed buildings. At night, a light mist lingers on the streets, casting a mysterious veil over the town.

Dale Town, or Bloodfang Town, is a no-man's land. It's not very famous and is located in a remote area.

The official wizard in charge of this place is called 'Dal'. The town is named after him.

He originally belonged to a certain school, but later broke away from it and became a wild wizard. To facilitate his activities in the secular world, he also obtained a title of nobility in a certain kingdom. He was known as the "Great Mage of the Kingdom."

Technically, this place was a wizarding settlement, managed by members and students of the official wizarding family. It was a sort of unofficial wizard clan, known as the White Fang.

The White Fang rarely participated in wizarding conflicts, and given their unique position and understanding of the rules, the major factions tacitly accepted this neutral zone, treating it as a buffer zone between the Twilight Council and the White Fang.

Here, Muggles and wizards live together.

Muggles are the private property of the White Fang, and they also provide various services to the wizards who come here. In addition, they are very knowledgeable about the rules, so wizards who come here generally do not harm their lives.

There is a slave market here, selling Muggles, knights, werewolves, and wizard apprentices.

Brenda bought a female knight slave here and loved her very much.

Lately, people here often go crazy suddenly and say that everyone in the town actually has no skin, but no one has noticed it.

(End of this chapter)