You are all my wings...

The light magic in the Elven Sanctuary is a legacy of the Elven King Tigersius; it excels in combat but is not adept at creating illusions.

Therefore, Iris was indeed very interested in this kind of magic.

Just like the four types of magic that Leon has mastered so far, although they are perfect, they have only mastered the four mainstream types of magic within the Kingdom of Horsha. He has not yet ventured into the four types of magic of other countries. After all, it is better to bite off more than you can chew.

His current magic alone is enough for him to study for a long time.

Moreover, although this skill is much cheaper than rare skills, it still cost him a lot of money to learn it.

One of the reasons he lived in poverty in his early years was the high cost of learning magic and combat skills.

When you first start out, you can't learn this just by looking at a textbook.

A proper introductory school will not be cheap.

Not to mention the many rural schools that are just muddling through, offering little of real knowledge but charging exorbitant fees.

Fortunately, he had knowledge from his past life and knew which schools had genuine students.

As for those more complex and hidden traditions, they were too complicated to learn, so he temporarily gave them up.

After all, the current Elemental Mage and Shadow Walker classes are already high-level enough.

As a primary combat profession, it is absolutely sufficient.

His current fourth career choice is an alchemist, which is more production-oriented.

This profession primarily focuses on improving the attributes of magic power, agility, and stamina.

It's similar to the previous professions, so you can prioritize building up a few advantageous attributes.

As for individual weaknesses, they can be addressed once they are sufficiently strong.

If you find any good alchemical items at this gathering of extraordinary individuals later, you can consider buying them and doing some job preparation training in your spare time.

Chapter 49: Illusion Mage

"It's amazing you found this gathering. Why didn't I know anything about it after I've been here for over half a year?"

Iris looked around and found several people chatting and exchanging all sorts of strange and wonderful magical items in a small circle.

Besides humans, there are also a few extraordinary beings such as dwarves, halflings, lizardmen, and orcs.

This scene made her very excited, as if she were at a large gathering.

After all, although the Auradu Dungeon is home to many foreign races, most of them are low-level, and it is very difficult to find beings of level two or above.

"That's because of your excellent habit of never staying out overnight."

Upon hearing this, Iris glared fiercely at Leon.

“I’m only just realizing that you can be pretty bad, Leon.”

"Haha, just kidding, Elizabeth."

"Really? I was just kidding."

As they chatted and laughed, their shoulders rubbed together, and their bodies gradually drew closer.

However, what puzzled Leon was that Iris's favorability rating had not increased even once since he found the secret book box last time.

Is it necessary to break through that barrier to take things further?

Or is it just a lack of opportunity?

Or, is Birelita's presence a disturbance?

Just as Lyon was lost in thought, suddenly—

"The time for the gathering has come. Welcome all adventurers. I am the organizer of this gathering, Sergei Donquixote Hemertu."

A deep, resonant voice came from above the mansion, drawing everyone's attention.

Immediately afterwards, a face the size of a house suddenly materialized in mid-air.

This face has a high hairline, a chubby round face, and two neatly trimmed light gray mustaches between the nose.

The strangest thing is that his eyes, which are shrunk to the size of beans by fat, are deliberately squeezing together to make funny faces.

It was the giant fake face created by the illusionist Celje using illusion magic.

"This marquis is highly skilled in illusion magic?"

Iris stared at the fluctuations of light around the large face, marveling at how light magic could be used in such a way.

"While his skill is undoubtedly high, his taste in such bad things is simply not something to be admired."

Lyon shook his head.

Who would deliberately show off by magnifying their face so many times for a bunch of people to see?

If this face were in Leon's previous life, it would definitely rank among the top in the annual horror photo contest.

The fact that he doesn't mind clowning around and making a fool of himself in front of a group of people of lower social standing shows that Celtic is definitely an oddball.

If it weren't for the fact that his gatherings of extraordinary individuals were so successful, often yielding information and materials that the Adventurers' Guild didn't have, Leon wouldn't have come here to make purchases.

"I won't go into the rules again; newcomers can ask their mentors for clarification."

"Today, my adventurer team is offering three types of bounty commissions, seven types of materials from monsters of rank three and above for sale, and one type of powerful monster material from monsters of rank two and above. The list has been updated in the previous bulletin board; those interested can take a look."

"In addition, the commission I personally released to collect Corrupted Bone Dharani Flowers is valid indefinitely. Each flower is worth twenty gold coins, and the value doubles with each higher tier. Please pay close attention."

"Those who wish to make a transaction are welcome to come up on stage and explain freely. My segment is now over. Please enjoy tonight's gathering."

After Sergei finished speaking, his large face disappeared into the sky above the mansion.

Then, a man dressed in a wizard's robe and wearing a hood jumped onto a high platform next to the mansion and quickly said:

"I need magic stones of the third rank or higher with fire attribute. Mixed attributes are acceptable, but a maximum of two attributes. No attribute is also barely acceptable. I can give up to 80 gold coins for the third rank and up to 300 gold coins for the fourth rank."

As soon as he finished speaking, another man, wielding a short sword, with his chin covered and only narrow eyes visible, clearly an assassin, jumped up and said:

"Selling a Tier 3 magic sword. Its durability has dropped by about 20%. It is wind-attribute and can be enchanted with wind magic and four types of magic: toughness, sharpening, and hardening. Starting price is 260 gold coins."

Judging from their strength, these two are most likely fourth-level masters.

Because of this gathering, the order of queuing is based on social rank.

If someone of a lower social class rashly tries to speak in the voice of someone of a higher social class, they will certainly be ridiculed severely.

Incidentally, fourth-tier professionals generally use third-tier equipment.

Professionals typically use equipment that is one level below their own skill level.

The reason is simple: the cost of manufacturing equipment in terms of labor and materials is extremely high. The higher the level, the rarer and more precious it is.

Tier 4 equipment, in good condition, generally sells for around 400 gold coins.

This amount is something that would take a long time to accumulate.

Don't be fooled by how much Leon made exploring the dungeon this time; it was all thanks to his teammates' support and his familiarity with the routes. It might not always go so smoothly.

After the two fourth-level staff, a group of professionals came forward one after another to explain their needs and the items they were ready to sell.

In the blink of an eye, seven experts, whose minimum level was three, stepped forward to explain their needs and the items they had for sale.

Iris found it fascinating:

"Leon, didn't you need a magic sword? How about the third-tier magic sword?"

At this point, she felt that her relationship with Leon was like that of normal teammates again.

"Forget it, it's too expensive and not suitable for a country bumpkin like me."

Lyon shook his head.

I don't have enough money to invest in such an expensive Tier 3 magic sword.

Unfortunately, most of the bargain hunting opportunities in the capital city are found in the Alado dungeons; you'll need to encounter good deals in various trading locations.

The silver sword in his hand, originally a Tier 3 but now a Tier 2, has a sharpening enchantment. He found it for only a dozen or so gold coins, saving more than ten times the expense, which is already quite good.

Most of the other Tier 2 players were still using Tier 1 equipment at this time.

"That's true. I can't even afford 260 gold coins. These fourth-tier players are really rich."

Elizabeth looked on with envy.

As a pureblood elf and a third-tier Light Elementalist, she should theoretically be considered one of the strongest among the third-tier members, and her equipment is also quite good, but in terms of savings, she is really lacking.

She had spent a considerable amount of money searching for Hamra.

Including the profits from this dungeon exploration, my personal savings are barely close to 200 gold coins.

As for Lyon, he hasn't been an adventurer for long. Even though he has more savings than some Tier 3 players, he still lacks the purchasing power to buy good equipment.

"These Tier 4s are clearly veteran Tier 4s, the kind who have been active in the dungeon for at least seven or eight years. It's normal for them to have this kind of financial resources."

"Leon, aren't you going to upgrade your weapons and equipment?"

"Originally, I was thinking that if there were any Tier 3 magic swords here for under 200 gold coins, I would buy them even if their durability was a bit low. As for now, I'll take my silver sword to be repaired and restore its durability. Anyway, I should be able to meet the magician who will accept the commission tomorrow."

Lyon shrugged, indicating his regret.

Iris comforted him, "It's alright, with your abilities, Leon, you'll soon be able to earn enough money for good equipment."

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Leon's hand, gently stroking it.

She thought to herself, "I'm just comforting him the way I learned from my mother, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

I didn't mean anything by it!

This was the first time she had ever touched a man's hand. She always disliked other men, but for some reason, she didn't feel any resistance to Leon's physical contact. It was really strange.

As the soft fingers traced patterns on his palm, Leon's heart skipped a beat. This girl was quite something, taking the initiative so readily today.

“I’ve found some suitable alchemy materials, Iris. There are plenty of magic stones for sale here, remember to buy some.”

Second-tier magic stones aren't expensive; the cheaper ones cost only twenty or thirty gold coins.

Of course, a second-tier magic stone with only the light attribute would sell for at least fifty gold coins.

Iris used her wand a lot while exploring the dungeon, and her magic stone's durability was only around 15%, so it was time to replace it.

Lyon gave a brief instruction and went over to trade with the orc warrior who had provided the alchemy materials.

At this moment, a tall swordsman leaped onto the platform and spoke in an extremely loud voice:

"For sale: Tier 2 powerful monster material, Ice Kraken Brain Core, 70% damaged, starting at 40 gold coins."

Upon hearing this, Leon, who was haggling, narrowed his eyes.

He knows this thing.

Kraken is a mythical creature recorded in mythology, renowned for its power and prestige.

Kraken are said to be the most intelligent of all monsters, possessing a natural mastery of dozens of ice magic spells, more than the white unicorn.

Its brain nucleus is generally the core material for making soul-restoring drugs.

But Leon also knew one of the hidden functions of the Kraken brain core: accelerating the understanding and comprehension of ice magic imagery!

This afternoon he tried to use the Ice-Slowing Unicorn to comprehend the Ice-Slowing Magic.

Unfortunately, although he entered a state of deep meditation by chance, there are still many difficulties to overcome in order to comprehend the ice slowing magic known as the magic crown.

If I could obtain this damaged brain core, and combine it with the Ice-Cut Unicorn Horn, could I try to grasp even the basics?

If all goes well, wouldn't the training session a week later add a major trump card?

Chapter Fifty: You Don't Understand the Suffering of Our Older Generation

"Okay, transaction completed for 33 gold coins!"

Lyon traded alchemical materials, Weeping Doll Grass, with a Tier 3 orc warrior.

The so-called Crying Doll Grass is a special material whose leaves are shaped like a doll's face and emit a crying sound when touched.

The effect of this mournful cry is to frighten and intimidate, putting psychological pressure on surrounding creatures so they dare not collect it.