Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 86 A belated apology

Blue-purple spores, like cannonballs the size of rubber balls, were launched and landed in an iron cage in the corner of the control panel. The large white rat in the cage was immediately parasitized by countless magical fungi.

It first let out a scream, then suddenly stopped, and then, as if it had seen something, it kept spinning in place and running around in the same spot.

Locke nodded and said, "The level 7 Rotten Soil Amorphophallus King combined with the Mayfly Flower Cannon is indeed quite effective, as it can disrupt the enemy's perception."

"The original Ephemeral Flower Cannon spell was simply to modify the Rotten Soil Arum, causing its spores to attack the enemy and damage their nerves."

“But this one works even better.” Locke waved his hand, and the mayfly flower cannon on his back floated automatically into his palm. Now, this rotten earth devil tree, like his level 7 mandrake vine, had become an appendage to him.

Locke placed it in his Astral Ring, so he wouldn't have to carry such a heavy magical plant when he went out, and it would also help him conceal his magic.

Locke said, "The mayfly firework is finished, but my magic power has hardly increased this month."

Over the past month, Locke's mana has barely increased, rising by only 2 points. After all, the advanced meditation technique hasn't arrived yet, and it seems to still be in the process of being delivered.

Locke had inquired about it beforehand, and it seemed that they had just completed the process at Lilith's Hut and were now in the process of going through the White Wizard Association.

There was nothing he could do; as an ordinary first-class wizard apprentice, he could only sit and wait, and urging him wouldn't make much difference.

Teacher Sophia has been trying her best to urge me on.

Locke drank a bottle of bright red Blood-Weeping Dragon Sunflower. This was the tenth bottle he had drunk this month. Because his talent was only level 3, his talent had been forcibly raised to level 4.

As long as you are taking Blood-Soaked Solanum nigrum.

However, this means that you have to pay an extra 900 magic stones every month.

After taking the Blood-Weeping Dragon Sunflower, Locke felt his whole body heat up, feeling warm and comfortable. It was the energy of the Blood-Weeping Dragon Sunflower transforming his body.

Locke complained, "Not only is the advanced meditation method still in the process, but even the application for a small or medium-sized botanical garden is still in the process."

"Fortunately, Professor Sophia gave me ten acres of land in her botanical garden to grow Eleusine indica, otherwise I would have lost money just by buying five more minotaurs."

“If it were a dark wizard, I could probably plant whatever I wanted, and no one would care how big my botanical garden would be, whether there would be any uncontrolled experiments, or whether it would cause a huge disaster.” Locke quickly dismissed his naive idea. “That’s not right either. If it were a dark wizard, I would probably have someone come and steal and rob me the very next day as soon as I set up a botanical garden.”

"Moreover, the wizarding mentors of dark wizards basically only use their apprentices as slaves. If I were a dark wizard, I would probably be a serf of a formal wizard by now."

"There are advantages to being regulated and advantages to being unregulated. Overall, as a breeder, it's better for me to stay in the White Wizard Society for better development."

Locke heard a knock at the laboratory door, and his expression immediately turned cold, because it wasn't the witch Sophia, nor were it one of the three wizarding prodigies he had brought along.

The other party was an unfamiliar magical force.

And it wasn't just one person.

The knocker spoke in an aged voice, saying softly, "Is breeder Locke Augustine here? I am Domenico Reeves of the Reeves family."

The man outside paused, speaking in an affected tone as if he were some important figure whom Locke should have heard of.

Domenico Reeves stood outside the door and said, "I've brought my granddaughter, the witch apprentice you met before, Augustine Breeder, to apologize and explain some misunderstandings between us."

“During this period of time, there have been too many misunderstandings between our family and you.”

Domenico Reeves said coldly, "Chrisel, you need to apologize to Lord Augustine immediately. You acted on your own and slandered Lord Augustine, committing a grave mistake. You need to obtain Lord Augustine's forgiveness." Locke finally remembered who those two bird-like figures outside the door were.

It turned out to be the Reeves family, one of the seventy-two local wizard families in Lilith's Hut.

Locke hadn't remembered them before simply because they weren't important.

The seventy-two local wizarding families have long since declined. Moreover, it's likely that suppressing them in secret is an unspoken rule among the upper echelons of Lilith's Hut.

Otherwise, if you keep practicing inbreeding, how can Lilith's Cottage possibly develop?
If Lilith House wants to go further, it must recruit more talent, rather than remain stagnant.

Locke walked over and opened the laboratory door, his expression not very good.

He saw an old wizard dressed in a magnificent wizard's robe that resembled a nobleman's attire. Beside the old wizard was a slender witch dressed in a violet wizard's robe, who was none other than Chrisel.

Unlike last time, this time Chrisel's face was pale, as if she had learned a great lesson from her elders. When she saw Locke, her eyes lit up slightly, and she bowed her head to Locke with fear and trepidation, saying, "Augustin Breeder, what happened before was all my fault."

"It was my shortsightedness that led to some misunderstandings. I have now clarified the facts..."

"And let them know that it was my shallowness that caused others to misunderstand you. I am truly sorry."

Locke's eyes showed impatience. "Oh."

I'm really not interested in this kind of belated attempt to fix things.

Chrisel was somewhat alarmed. She thought of the warnings her family elders had given her: someone who had become a first-class wizard apprentice within two years, had also passed the exam to become a breeding assistant, and had reportedly developed two new varieties of magical plants.

This kind of person is someone their family absolutely cannot afford to offend.

Even if Locke becomes a formal wizard, it will likely be decades from now, but even in the next ten years or so, as long as Locke becomes a breeder, his power will be considerable.

Therefore, it's best to resolve the matter of offending him during the second-tier wizard apprenticeship stage while there's still time, before Locke establishes an energy network belonging to breeders.

Otherwise, if we try to solve this later, the cost will be much higher, and it may no longer be something that can be solved simply by paying a price.

Domenico smiled at Locke and said, "Breeder Augustine, I really wasn't aware of what happened before. If I had known, I would never have allowed her to do such a foolish thing."

"As an apology, the Reeves family would like to offer you some gifts to clear up this misunderstanding."

Locke then raised his eyes with interest and looked at Domenico. "Mr. Reeves, what are you prepared to offer in return for your previous actions of defaming me?"

Chrisel looked embarrassed.

She never imagined that her impulsive act would cause such a big problem.

Even her grandfather, unusually, reprimanded her and immediately brought her over to apologize.

If only I had known this would happen...

Chrisel felt a deep sense of regret.

(End of this chapter)