Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 346 The Prestigious Family of the Six Towers

Because of the resume I had submitted, these small wizarding organizations somehow got wind of it and started writing to me every day, wanting to invite me to take up a teaching position.

But the problem is, I definitely won't go there.

Locke glanced at the sender's name on the letter. "It's Archimedes Academy in the Rye Underground. Isn't that a wizarding academy that mainly develops alchemy? And it's located in an underground mine."

Locke thought of the dwarf Tyne, his face covered in dust and dirt, and shook his head. He decided against it; he didn't want to go to a place like that.

Locke opened the letter, and sure enough, the letter contained a series of enticing words from the headmaster of Archimedes Academy, promising him a promotion to a teaching position every year, guaranteeing him a senior wizard instructor position within five years, and opening the only official wizard-level secret realm in the Rye Underground Domain to him, helping him advance to the level of a liquefaction wizard within fifteen years.

Locke's face darkened, because he was confident that he could advance to the first level of liquefaction wizard within eight years even without using any magical resources, but the headmaster of Archimedes Academy actually thought that he could do his best to help him advance within fifteen years.

So, does he know that the more he helps him, the slower he will advance?
Locke said, "We can't go to these ordinary wizarding organizations. They're just taking advantage of me."

"If I were to go to those places, I'd rather have Professor Harun Vera write me a letter of recommendation to the top academy on the Sunshade Peninsula, the Fireweaver Academy."

Locke snapped his fingers, causing the Gray Mist Slab to appear in front of him. The Gray Mist Slab was vibrating wildly, reminding him that someone was looking for him.

Locke looked at the stone slab. In the past six months, he had made many friends with the formal wizards in Harlen Vera's network and had asked them for a lot of information, so it was normal for someone to come looking for him at this time.

"It's the Wizard Anthony."

On the Gray Mist Slab, Wizard Anthony wrote: "[Junior Brother Locke, I have news about the Druid's Ring you inquired about, but there's some trouble. She has specific requirements. Could you establish contact with her Gray Mist Slab? I'll have her speak to you directly.]"

Locke thought for a moment and then accepted the message request from the other party.

Soon, Locke sensed from the magical pressure transmitted by the other party through the gray mist stone tablet that the other party was an ordinary formal wizard, and the other party quickly sent a video chat request.

Locke said, "Visual dialogue? You need to pay for a silver membership, right? It costs five thousand magic stones a month. I have the Augustus brand, and my income far exceeds that of the regular wizards who retire in the southeast corner of the region. Even they don't dare to spend magic stones to buy a silver membership. This ordinary regular wizard is really rich."

Locke chose to agree.

Suddenly, the image of a female wizard appeared in the sky above the gray mist stone slab. She looked to be only in her early twenties, with a baby face, and wore a luxurious wizard's robe sewn with gold and silver threads.

The most prominent feature on the chest of the wizard's robe is not the badge representing her status as a first-ring wizard and the faction she belongs to, nor is it a badge representing her honor, but rather the badge representing her family.

At the same time, this person had an arrogant look on his face, unlike a wizard who was exploring the truth and walking alone, but rather a proud noble lady.

“I am Peggy, Peggy Philaid, from the Philaid family, a prestigious family in the Land of Six Towers.”

"You are the potions genius Locke Augustus that Wizard Anthony spoke of?"

Locke looked at the witch in front of him speechlessly. Her attitude was so similar to that of the seventy-two native wizard families of Lilith's Hut. She was practically an enhanced version of a wizard family.

Unexpectedly, the person Anthony found for him was actually a formal wizard from a wizarding family in the Land of Six Towers.

Locke frowned slightly, not intending to indulge the other party, and simply nodded indifferently.

This left Peggy Filaid feeling utterly powerless, like punching cotton. Peggy frowned slightly, quickly realizing that her attitude had been the problem.

Peggy slightly toned down her arrogance. "I'm sorry, I rarely interact with wizards from the outside world, so I treated you as a wizard from the Six Towers. In our Six Towers, all other professions are inferior, only family ranks are high."

“I treated you as a wizard from an ordinary family, and that was my mistake. Locke, your senior brother, the wizard Anthony, married into our Philaid family and holds a high position in the family; he is my brother-in-law.”

"Since you are his junior brother, then we are on the same side. You don't need to stand on ceremony with me."

Locke gave a speechless look.

No wonder Senior Brother Anthony, despite his fondness for boasting at small gatherings within the sect, rarely mentioned what he actually did in the Land of Six Towers; it turns out he married into a wealthy family.

Locke said briefly, "I see. So, what brings you here?"

No wonder the other party, an ordinary formal wizard, is so rich, spending 5,000 magic stones every month to buy a silver membership.

Of course, the fact that the other party could use the Nigwald Astrology System outside the home meant that, like herself, they had found a way to crack the system. Peggy Filaid said, "I heard from Brother-in-law Anthony that you are a potion-making genius, specializing in Abyssal Potion."

"You only recently became a formal wizard, right? Hmm? You're already at the vaporization stage."

Peggy looked very surprised.

Locke scanned the images Peggy had transmitted. Her room was more luxurious than a royal palace, and she seemed to have a large number of servants behind her. Most frighteningly, there were two ordinary, formal wizards behind her, with the old wizard serving as her servant.

The power of the wizarding families in the Land of Six Towers is evident. It is a rare place where wizarding families have surpassed wizarding academies. Consequently, the overall level of magic in the region has regressed instead of progressed. Apart from the technology of the wizarding towers, it has almost completely fallen behind the outside world.

Locke glanced at Peggy and immediately noticed that her permanent defensive field was riddled with flaws in its magical structure. He had no idea how she had managed to become a full-fledged wizard.

It is highly likely that it was forcibly built up with resources, and it is probably even more outrageous than itself.

He himself only used resources to increase his cultivation speed, but Locke observed Peggy's weak magical power and became somewhat suspicious that Peggy had not made any effort on her own, but had become a formal wizard by relying on the family's resources.

No wonder the wizards of the Six Towers Land are getting weaker and weaker.

Such a first-level wizard can kill indiscriminately in an instant, if he so desires.

Peggy raised an eyebrow and surprisingly quizzed Locke on a potions question: "If you're using Darkmoon Grass as the core ingredient, what should you use as the auxiliary ingredients?"

Locke was somewhat speechless. "Using seashell powder, licorice, and bellflower as auxiliary materials can reduce the toxicity of Dark Night Grass. The Night Vision Potion also needs to be enhanced with secondary materials, so Moonwell Water and Firefly Cold Light Glands need to be added."

"But we also need peripheral materials to combine with the medicinal properties, so we need to use eleven materials, such as rootless grass juice and bee honeycomb powder, to prepare it."

Locke lost patience halfway through his explanation. "As for the timing... first use fire magic flames, a high flame to extract the medicinal properties for one minute, then switch to a low flame for ten minutes, then switch to wind magic flames for another twenty minutes, and finally use water and wood magic flames for the last ten minutes—constantly switching between high and low flames to consolidate the medicinal properties..."

"Finally, finish with water-attribute magic fire."

"Don't ask me such a simple question." Locke's eyes were cold.

Peggy paused for a moment, then looked at Locke with some admiration. "You're amazing. Among the potion masters in our Six Towers Land, very few can answer such a difficult question so quickly."

"As expected of the potion master recommended by my brother-in-law."

Locke was speechless.

Night vision potion is the simplest potion. You're telling me I can answer that question? Am I amazing?
Are you kidding me?

Has the potion-making level in the Land of Six Towers declined to this extent?

Peggy said, "I would like to invite you to come and heal someone for me, on the condition that you include the magical resources from the Druid's Ring."

"If you agree, I can pay you the Druid's Ring first, and in return, I can pay you 200,000 magic stones as a reward once you heal that person."

"Only if you can cure him!"

Locke looked at Peggy in surprise. Two hundred thousand magic stones to heal one person?

What a generous gesture.

It would take me several months to earn 200,000 magic stones without eating or drinking.

This was still based on its own brand, which, with the help of Mrs. Irina, had spread throughout the entire southeastern region.

Wouldn't an ordinary, formal wizard be extremely tempted upon hearing this number?

However, for me, the most important thing is undoubtedly the Druid's Ring.

For the sake of money, Locke patiently asked, "What illness? Who is it?"

(End of this chapter)