Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 186 True Sudden Wealth

Gianda was increasingly pleased as he looked at the spell model, which had clearly been adaptively adjusted and was extremely well-suited to the current magical environment.

The magic casting in the present is not the same as the magic casting in the past.

The magic web is a magical woven structure, a bridge connecting the caster's consciousness with primal magic. The vast majority of primal magic is bound by the magic web, becoming standardized and structured.

Such energy mechanisms and rules make it difficult for ordinary mages to bypass the magic network and directly manipulate primal magic. The goddess of magic dislikes anyone doing this; she regards the magic network as the cornerstone of world order and spares no effort in expanding it to all parts of the multiverse.

Therefore, the spellcasting methods used in the past should be quite different from those used now.

Anser sat calmly to the side, not at all worried that the other party would take the money without paying.

It's just a single, first-level spell scroll. If the other party is even greedy for this, then their so-called magic research society probably isn't very good.

After the dice had been spinning for a while, the target information was finally detected:

[Gianda, Human, Level 16 Mage (Conjuration School)]

'A high-level mage who is just one step away from mastering ninth-circle spells, that step must be very difficult,' Anser thought to himself.

At this moment, Gianda turned the unfolded scroll upside down on the table and smiled with wrinkles all over his face: "Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Gianda Steyanoga, a senior researcher at the Magic Research Society, specializing in the school of spellcasting."

Mr. Twisted Fate, your spellcasting model is very sophisticated. May I ask what level of spell you can currently cast?

"The Second Ring Road," Anser said without hiding anything.

He didn't know how many spell models the Magic Research Institute had mastered, but low-level spells were just right to be used without attracting covetous eyes.

Gianda was somewhat disappointed, but he didn't show it. Instead, he tentatively asked, "Have you always used magic to cast spells? This spell model..."

He left his sentence unfinished, but Anser understood immediately and calmly said, "I am a warlock, part-time mage, and I have always cast spells with magic. For now, I can only provide a model of one level of spells that I have mastered."

“No problem, as long as there are no duplicates, two thousand pounds of gold for a first-level spell.” Gianda stopped asking questions and decided to proceed gradually to win him over.

"I also have a question."

"Please say."

"Is the headquarters of the Magic Research Society in Toril? Why don't you go to Candlehold? They experienced the era of the magical plague, so they should have some knowledge about this, right?" Anser felt that the Magic Research Society was going a bit too far.

When it comes to knowledge reserves, no one can bypass Zhubao.

The great reader Italo had once approached him to purchase application techniques for first-circle spells, and this attitude of not letting go of any high-value knowledge made Candlekeep think that it must be quite "wealthy".

Gianda said helplessly, "The headquarters of the Magic Research Society is indeed in Faerûn. After the magic network was disrupted, we tried to contact Candlehold immediately, but magical communication was interrupted. We could only send people there, but the journey is long, disasters are frequent, and travel is difficult. We have not been able to make contact yet."

We have pinned our hopes on the world of Abel and other desolate universes, and so far we have made some progress. However, due to differences in magical theories and magical environments, many spell models can only be successfully cast by experienced mages, which is very unfriendly to most spellcasters and requires targeted adjustments.

A good spell model is one that works for everyone. For example, your Alarm spell is very standard; it's clearly based on Toril's magical theory..."

Candleburg is far away, but Anser is right in front of us. Let's get him first.

Anser nodded silently: "Perhaps... Candlehold has its own troubles too."

"If you're willing to make the deal, I'll process your membership application right now?"

"no problem."

“Ms. Delilah, would you please wait outside?” Gianda politely gestured for her to enter.

Delilah pouted, stood up, and gave Anser a bright smile: "I'll wait for you at the restaurant." "Okay." Anser didn't discard her after she had served her purpose; she had indeed helped a lot.

Next, he discussed the details of the deal and membership with Gianda.

Membership requires registration; real names are not required, but stable contact information and a magic mark must be provided so that the association can create a unique identity plaque for each member.

Anser continued to use Tristana as his codename. Trust needed to be built step by step; he couldn't expose his true nature right away.

The trade included eight first-level spells, including duplicates of Mage Armor and False Life, which the Research Society already possessed, but Gianda still accepted them.

The alarm scroll is included as a free gift.

Anser's idea was simple: since the Magic Research Society had a knowledge protection system, he didn't need to release them one by one, lest some genius or Candleburg beat him to it.

The disaster has just begun, and the Magic Research Society is in a hurry, offering extremely high prices. After a while, the bounty will inevitably plummet; this is an inevitable law.

He would first use a first-circle spell to test the waters. If the Magic Research Institute could truly keep its promise, he would then sell second-circle spells.

He used the mage's pen that came with the "Book of Castella" to copy all eight spells onto the parchment provided by Gianda, which took only a few tens of minutes.

This is just a normal spell copying, not a spell scroll.

After checking everything, Gianda locked the parchment containing the magical knowledge along with the alarm scroll into a box, and then readily paid.

There are eight spells in total, each costing two thousand pounds of gold, for a total price of sixteen thousand pounds of gold, equivalent to eight hundred thousand gold coins.

After Anser did the conversion, his breathing became heavy, his heart beat faster, and his palms became sweaty and hot.

That's not all. If a mage buys his spells, he can get 20% of the profits. Even if a spell sells for 100 gold coins, that's still a huge sum of money, and it will last for 100 years.

Gianda didn't bring that much gold; he only had five small boxes of gold bars, each weighing a thousand pounds, containing two hundred five-pound gold bars.

Gold has a high density; a thousand pounds of gold can be formed into a cube with sides less than thirty centimeters long. Gold from Faerûn is generally not very pure, so it is slightly larger in volume.

He paid for the remaining gold with five hundred pounds of platinum ingots, a mithril ingot, and dozens of high-value magical gems.

In the end, Anser still came out ahead. Value density is also an important indicator for measuring the value of goods. Many things cannot be bought with gold and platinum, but can be bought with magic gems and mithril.

Gianda didn't seem to mind the cost, and his smile never faded: "How about considering a second-circle spell? This bounty might not last long."

"I'll come back in seven days." Anser was tempted for a moment, but still politely declined.

“Then be careful. Try not to go to the trading market to buy things. Travelers’ rest areas are not absolutely safe…” Gianda repeatedly warned, looking very worried.

“I will.” Anser put the gold and gems into the dragon skin bag, opened the door, but then remembered a question that he had been ignoring.

He turned to look at Gianda, and after a long silence, asked, "Master Gianda, what has happened to the magic network?"

"I don't know. The guild leader went to the outer plane on a magic ship and hasn't returned yet. There are rumors that a divine war may have broken out in the outer plane, but this has not been confirmed." Gianda sighed softly, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Thank you for sharing." Anser bowed slightly, then closed the door behind him after leaving.

He composed himself and stopped dwelling on the issue. Even if a war of gods broke out, so what? He, a small-time professional with no faith and no power, had no right to participate.

'It's better to get a couple of legendary items, but I'm worried they'll be hard to find.'

(End of this chapter)