Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 23 Appraisal

Days off.

Karl called a carriage to go to the manor outside the city.

He had accumulated many questions about meditation and witchcraft during this period and urgently needed an experienced person to answer them, since knowledge does not only come from books.

Unlike the previous two times, today Adolf's estate was bustling with activity, with carriages and people coming and going.

"You've come at the wrong time."

Hibel came out to greet them and explained:

"A gathering of wizards is being held in the Black Swamp, and my mentor went there yesterday."

Another point refers to the busy crowd:

"They will take the goods with them and head over in the next few days."

"The Black Swamp?" Karl had seen this area on the kingdom map; it was about five hundred miles north of Signoria. He couldn't help but ask in confusion:

"Is anyone living there?"

Black Marsh, as its name suggests, is an area the size of a city-state, filled with all sorts of dangerous swamps.

There is also a miasma that corrodes flesh and blood.

Not to mention humans, even animals and plants are extremely rare, making it a veritable no-man's-land.

"Ordinary people naturally cannot survive in that environment, but wizards can," Hybel said.

"The grey-robed wizard Addison lives in the Black Swamp; he is a certified wizard."

"Every so often, wizard apprentices from all over the Kingdom of Gangdo would gather there to exchange knowledge and resources."

"Exchange." Karl's heart skipped a beat:

"Is it possible to learn witchcraft?"

"Of course, provided you have enough magic stones." Hybel turned around, her expression serious.

"And, he came back alive."

"Hmm?" Karl frowned.

"Is it dangerous there?"

"Of course." Hibel nodded.

"The wizarding world has always been fraught with various risks."

"It's not just dangerous creatures, but also fellow apprentice wizards. It's not uncommon for fathers and sons to kill each other over a spell or a demonized item, not to mention strangers with whom you have no connection."

Karl's expression changed slightly.

If people find out that I have mastered witchcraft in a short period of time, will it also attract the covetousness of others?

How can someone who hasn't even mastered meditation construct complex spell models explain this to others?

I can't tell!

If Adolf were to harbor evil intentions, he would be powerless to resist.

"I originally planned to subtly reveal my talent to attract attention, but now it seems better to be cautious; it's never wrong to be prudent."

"But you really have a lot of patience."

After sitting down in the living room, Hibel waved for the servants to leave, saying:

"People who are new to the wizarding world are often full of curiosity about it and have all sorts of questions."

"You've learned meditation techniques, and after all this time, this is only your second time coming here."

"I'm afraid of disturbing the teacher," Karl said with an awkward smile.

"in addition……"

"We also need to raise money. I am just a fallen nobleman, and the teacher's tuition is a bit too expensive for me."

Asking questions also costs money.

Adolf offers corresponding witchcraft lessons, each lasting half an hour and costing one gold coin.

The class will explain witchcraft and answer questions.

In the wizarding world, all knowledge has a price, and it's not cheap.

"Too."

Hibel nodded and said with a smile:

"Or you can come and ask me. My tuition is only half the tutor's fee, and I can answer your basic questions."

"Is that okay?" Karl's eyes lit up.

He wanted to ask mostly basic knowledge about the wizarding world and some common sense, and it didn't really matter who he asked.

"No problem," Hibel said.

"I believe my supervisor won't have any objections."

She was Adolf's adopted child, so she wasn't exactly an outsider, but Karl still had one question:

Are wizards really short of money?

"certainly."

Hibel sighed:

"Especially for those of us who do potion research, all kinds of witchcraft materials and knowledge require money, after all, not every wizard apprentice is like Robert."

"Robert?" Carl asked.

"Dr. Robert?"

The doctor who can increase a man's height by a few centimeters.

He was actually a wizard apprentice?

But on second thought, this is actually quite normal, since only witchcraft has that kind of magical ability.

"It's him." Hibel rested her chin on her hand.

"Although Robert is only a mid-level wizard apprentice, he has mastered a unique form of witchcraft, which is said to be related to flesh and blood."

"This has made him even wealthier than his mentor, which is truly enviable."

Uh……

Carl gave an awkward smile, wondering if Hibel understood exactly what Robert's witchcraft referred to.

Immediately change the subject:

"Let's go to class."

in class.

Hibel looked at Karl with some surprise.

"Your understanding of meditation and secondary spell fields is profound; it's hard to believe you've only recently begun studying witchcraft."

"pity!"

She sighed, her face full of regret:

"I was hoping to earn more money from your lessons, but it seems that plan won't work now. After a few more lessons, you probably won't need to come to me anymore."

"When the Lord of Dawn closes a door, he opens a window," Karl said.

"Perhaps it is because my talent for cultivation is not enough that I was able to understand witchcraft so quickly."

"That's an interesting remark," Hibel laughed.

"Unfortunately, if the Lord of Dawn closes your door, he will also seal the windows."

"Well……"

"You don't need to be surprised. Most wizards are polytheistic, which is why I joked about the Lord of Dawn."

Carl composed himself and indicated his understanding.

For wizards who pursue knowledge and truth, it is undoubtedly impossible to wholeheartedly believe in a single deity. The fact that the Church allows these "heretics" to exist also demonstrates the wizards' power.

"Senior sister."

He began:

"Besides wanting to hear the teacher explain witchcraft, I also have some things I want him to see this time."

"The teacher isn't here, could you please help me with the authentication?"

"Of course." Hibel puffed out her chest.

"As a pharmacist, identifying unknown items is a basic skill, but as you know..."

She made a common hand gesture.

Carl indicated that he understood:

Knowledge requires payment.

"That's right!"

"How much?"

"Considering you're my junior brother and this is your first assessment, I'll charge you for two lessons this time," said Hibel.

"Is everything alright?"

Two class periods, which is equivalent to one gold coin.

Karl breathed a sigh of relief:

"no problem."

He can still afford to pay this amount.

He then opened the package he had brought and took out the items one by one, placing them on the table.

"what?"

Hibel instinctively picked up a black stone, then looked regretful:

"I thought it was a magic stone..."

"Where did you get this ore? It has a slight yin attribute and can be used to forge weapons and armor. It's a pretty good ore material."

"My grandfather went to war and acquired some spoils of war, some of which, we don't know exactly what they are, were just piled up in the warehouse," Karl explained.

"So I brought it over to take a look."

"Um."

Hibel asked casually, and after putting down the black stone, he picked up the tail of an unknown beast.

"This is the tail of an Ash Rat. It tastes similar to grass roots and is one of the ingredients for making Rage Potion. Collecting a hundred of them can be exchanged for a magic stone."

"The silk from the Dark Spider is said to be able to make an invisibility cloak, but this amount is too small to be worth much."

"..."

"Huh!"

Hibel picked up a small amount of powder, examined it closely, and his expression gradually became excited.

"Necromantic dust, this is good stuff!"

(End of this chapter)