Wizard: I can refine all things.

Chapter 10 Magic Stones and Magical Items

Richard had heard the name "Magic Stone" mentioned by nobles on airships, but this was the first time he had actually seen the real thing.

This magic stone is about the size of a thumb, completely black, and rhomboid in shape. In the sunlight, it looks like a black gemstone.

Richard used his mental power to sense the magic stone and discovered that the magic power stored inside even exceeded his own magic power return flow, and that absorbing it was effortless.

This was undoubtedly a fantastic opportunity for Richard.

A wizard's apprentice's magic recirculation storage is limited. After the magic recirculation is exhausted, even a wizard needs to reabsorb magic.

However, simply absorbing magic from nature to restore magic flow is very inefficient. It took Richard two full days to recover half of his depleted magic on the airship. But with this magic stone, Richard's magic recovery time can be reduced from two days to two minutes.

"No wonder a magic stone can fetch 100,000 gold coins in the Golden Bird Garden. If you have two of these, you can dominate the exams as soon as you become a wizard apprentice," Richard thought to himself, holding the magic stone.

"By extension, if wizards don't have any special methods, battles between wizards will probably turn into a contest of personal wealth."

Thinking of this, Richard's gaze toward the magic stone became even more fervent.

Magic stones are not just wealth, but also a part of a wizard's power.

Richard put the magic stone into his bag and continued on his way.

But this time was different; before Richard took action, a glint of light suddenly flashed across his body.

Zero-ring spell: Lightness of Body.

With the magic stone as a backup source of magic, Richard no longer hesitated to use spells.

As the Lightness Spell took effect, Richard immediately felt lighter, his steps became lighter, and the pockets at his waist also became lighter.

The Lightness spell lasted for half an hour, during which Richard traveled nearly twice as far as he would have without the spell.

If things continue like this, Richard will only need about three days to reach the location of the pillar of light.

But just as Richard was making his way at full speed, a whooshing sound came from the forest.

call out!

Richard instinctively bent down, only to see an icicle fly out of the woods and graz his scalp.

"That was close!"

Looking at the icicle that had pierced a hole in the tree trunk, Richard felt a chill of fear. If he had crouched down a second later, his skull would have been shattered into pieces by that icicle.

"I can't be so reckless. Getting on the road is important, but we can't put the cart before the horse." Richard admonished himself, then raised his hand and released a magic missile in the direction of the ice spike.

Since someone had attacked him, he naturally had to return the favor.

As the blue light shot out, Richard didn't even check the effect. He immediately cast a lightness spell on himself, keeping his body low and running in a zigzag pattern towards the direction where the ice spikes were released.

call out!

Another ice pick.

But this time the ice spike was way off Richard's location.

"Looks like this guy's panicked," Richard thought to himself. "His sneak attack failed to kill him in one hit, and he immediately lost his composure after being countered."

Does someone like that even deserve to kill me?

Richard sneered, and the figure of the attacker appeared before him.

The attacker was petite, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and was a beautiful noblewoman.

The girl was in a panic, her hand with the ring trembling as she tried to unleash another ice spike spell, but Richard was caught off guard.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer! Please don't come any closer!"

As the girl saw Richard getting closer and closer, she suddenly closed her eyes, screamed, and released an ice spike.

But the gods showed her no mercy, and this time the ice spikes were still a long way from Richard.

"it's over."

Richard stood not far from the girl, his expression indifferent, a glint of blue light flashing at the tip of his raised arm.

He had no intention of showing any mercy to women.

Bang

Red and white splashes.

Richard coldly approached the girl's body. There were two bags beside her, suggesting that one of the unfortunate victims had already been ambushed.

Richard removed the ring from the girl's finger. The ring was made of gray metal and had a metal pedestal for holding magic stones. It looked very old.

"So this is the magical artifact the nobles were talking about, the underlying reason why Kevin's alliance was able to be formed."

Richard had a sudden inspiration: he wanted to use the Miracle Forge to refine the ring and see if he could obtain the method for its creation. However, the Miracle Forge showed no reaction to the ring, as if its quality was too low to be of any use to the forge.

After removing the ring, Richard searched the girl's body again.

In the end, Ricci found three magic stones and a magic dagger, but the Miracle Forge showed no reaction to the dagger.

"Nobles are so fat. If all nobles were idiots like this, I'd want to go hunting them down."

Richard examined the dagger in his hand; there was a recessed area on the hilt resembling a magic stone. He placed the magic stone inside, and a line of runes immediately appeared on the previously unremarkable blade.

Richard swung the dagger twice, and the entire blade easily embedded itself in the trunk of a tree beside him, a tree that was estimated to be over a hundred years old.

"What a sharp dagger!"

Richard exclaimed in surprise, immediately recalling the Wind Raven Sword Technique he had acquired from the sword of the first Baron of Blackwood.

Although he has now become a wizard's apprentice, he will instantly revert to being the weak farmer's son if someone gets close to him.

Although the dagger wasn't long enough, it was still a powerful weapon, enough for him to use three parts of the Wind Crow Sword Technique.

With the Three-Point Wind Crow Sword Technique combined with this dagger that can cut through iron like mud, he not only made up for his weakness in close combat, but also raised his strength to a whole new level.

Suppressing the urge to burst out laughing, Richard removed the magic stone from the dagger's hilt.

Good steel should be used where it's needed most; he doesn't have enough magic stones to use them recklessly.

Richard put away the magic stone, put on the ice spike ring, tucked the magic dagger into his waistband, and continued on his way.

The other belongings of the corpse were of little use to Richard, and would only be a burden to him, so he simply left them where they were, waiting for someone destined to find them.

Having learned his lesson, Richard was no longer so reckless in his journey this time, and he became more observant and attentive in the woods.

Although this method is much slower, it is safer.

And so Richard spent the first day of the exam.

The forest was filled with the chirping of insects at night, and Richard piled up a bunch of fallen leaves under a big tree to use as his bed for the night.

Although the temperature in this primeval forest was not high, it was far better than that of the Black Forest Territory in the dead of winter. Even at night, Richard was only a little cold, not shivering.

Richard opened a bottle of nutritional supplement and took a sip.

The nutritional supplement tasted strange, like diluted vinegar mixed with grass juice and then sealed and fermented for a month.

Although the taste is bad, the effect is undeniably good.

After taking a test tube of nutritional supplements, Richard instantly felt a warmth in his stomach, and the hunger in his intestines vanished instantly.

After finishing his drink, Richard lay down under the tree, the fatigue of the day washing over him like a tidal wave.

But instead of sleeping, he chose to meditate.

On the airship, Richard discovered that meditation could eliminate mental fatigue; two hours of meditation was even more effective than eight hours of sleep. In this perilous primeval forest, staying awake more often was undoubtedly a good thing.

Moreover, meditation itself can enhance mental strength, so it can be said to have the best of both worlds.

But just as he entered meditation, a strange roar echoed through the forest.

(End of this chapter)