Wizard Immortal

Chapter 118 Music Box

Do you have any other recipes here?

Looking at the old apprentice before him, Adir suddenly smiled and spoke to him.

"Yes, although there aren't many potion recipes, there are still some, all found in secret realms, definitely ancient potions."

As the old apprentice tidied his things, he casually remarked, "What, you want it?"

"Of course, although these things are no longer usable, it's still good to learn from some of the knowledge they contain," Adir said calmly.

"That's true." The old apprentice at the counter nodded in agreement: "Potion formulas often include the principles of potion production, as well as knowledge of the use of a large number of energy particles, which can be quite useful to us."

"If you want them, I have four recipes here. According to the academy's selling price, they'll cost a total of eight hundred magic stones." Looking at Adir, the old apprentice said, "These potion recipes are all of good quality. Although they are ancient recipes, this price is already due to the recent price reduction."

"I understand." Adir nodded upon hearing the old apprentice's words, choosing not to haggle.

The counters here are all official sales outlets of the college. Although the products are relatively reliable and the selection is relatively complete, they are more expensive than outside, and bargaining is not allowed.

Adir took out eight high-grade magic stones and placed them on the wooden table in front of the counter.

This straightforward attitude surprised the old man in front of him.

But he didn't say anything, just shrugged: "Is there anything else you need?"

"You know, because of the exploration of the secret realm recently, I have a very complete selection of goods here now."

Adir nodded and continued selecting from the forms.

After several years of reflection, during his time in Ancient Armor City, he successfully accumulated some magic stones by constantly preparing potions, making him quite wealthy compared to other third-class apprentices.

Therefore, he did not hesitate and directly ticked the boxes on many rare materials, purchasing some materials that are usually extremely rare.

"What is that?"

After purchasing the materials, Adir suddenly noticed a stall next to the counter, displaying some miscellaneous items.

"That's my private stall."

While checking the materials, the old apprentice replied, "You know, although many precious things can be unearthed in the secret realm, some things are no longer useful after a long time."

"Ineffective potions, incomplete spell templates... they're basically things that look nice but are actually useless."

Looking at Adir, the old apprentice shrugged: "Most of these things are useless and not worth a few magic stones, so the academy basically treats them as waste. But it would be a shame to throw them away. So I collected them and set up a stall here."

"If you're interested, you can pick something out here; it might be useful to you."

He said to Adir.

Upon hearing this, Adir nodded and walked directly to the side.

On a huge carpet, many things lay quietly, and many of them looked rather inexplicable.

Looking at the things at his feet, Adir thought for a moment and then picked up a black music box.

Ding ding li li...

A series of crisp, clear sounds emanated from the music box, carrying a unique and captivating melody that instantly calmed the listener.

Hearing that voice, for some reason, Adir suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

"An ancient music box, according to some adults who have examined it, contains some strange runes that may have come from another world. It contains the song of a forest spirit from tens of thousands of years ago."

Listening to the sound, the old apprentice casually explained to him, "I've checked it. Most of the runes in this music box are destroyed. The original sleep-inducing and calming functions are gone, and sometimes the singing can't even be played."

"However, this kind of forest spirit has become extinct in our area, so this music box still has some commemorative and collectible value."

Listening to the old apprentice's explanation, Adir nodded, thought for a moment, and then casually put down the music box in his hand.

For wizards, something that can neither be used for learning or reference nor directly applied is basically useless. Apart from a few collectors, very few people would waste precious magic stones.

However, just as he was about to put the music box down, his movement suddenly froze.

Deep within his soul, a strange feeling began to surge, and the world coordinates that originally existed deep within his soul began to tremble slightly, as if sensing something.

He paused, his hand already moving to put the music box down, and asked without changing his expression, "This music box is quite nice. How many magic stones?"

"Three magic stones will do; they're not valuable to begin with."

Hearing Adir's words, the old apprentice didn't turn his head and said somewhat listlessly.

Upon hearing the price, Adir nodded, stood there for a moment, and then put the music box away.

He put away the music box, looked at the large carpet on the floor, and began to search around casually.

There were actually many materials and items on the ground, but most of them were not practical and could only be stored away, just like the music box from before.

After looking for a long time, he finally spotted a few things in a corner.

There were several huge gray bones, lying quietly in the corner.

"What kind of creature's bones are these?"

He looked interested and asked the old apprentice beside him.

"Based on what was discovered at the time, it should have been a bone from a Highland giant."

Turning to look at Adir, the old apprentice casually said, "This was found in the laboratory. Because so much time has passed, the flesh on the bones has completely disappeared, leaving only these few bones, which I brought here."

Hearing this, Adir nodded.

Highland giants were an ancient species that are now extinct.

Although these highland giants are called giants, they are not actually descendants of giants. Although they are quite strong, they are only equivalent to ordinary great knights when they grow up, and are not even as good as bronze behemoths.

These bones in front of us have been preserved in the secret realm for tens of thousands of years. Their vitality has obviously disappeared, and they have lost their value to modern wizards.

However, for Adir, who has the aid of a chip and is well-versed in bloodline knowledge, it might be worth a try.

Standing still, after thinking for a moment, Adir put away the gray bones and set them aside. Then he picked out some other things from the stall in front of him, intending to take them with him.

"I'll give you ten magic stones in total." After glancing at what Adir had taken, including the music box, the old apprentice offered this price.

Upon hearing the price, Adir nodded and took out a medium-grade magic stone, placing it quietly on the wooden table in front of the counter.

After paying the bill, he left without hesitation and headed towards his dormitory.

It was already dark outside, and the surroundings were quiet with hardly anyone in sight, making it seem rather eerie.

After a while, Adir returned to the dormitory, looked at the dark surroundings, and waved.

The surrounding light energy particles were slowly gathering, and under the condensation of the spell template, they turned into a beam of light, which gently illuminated the surroundings.

Looking at the suddenly brightened surroundings, Adir nodded in satisfaction.

This minor spell was obtained by him from other apprentices in the Kingdom of Ancient Modo. It is a basic application of light energy particles. Although it does not have any special effects, it can provide stable illumination and can last for a long time as long as it is not actively canceled.

After doing all that, he couldn't wait to go to his room, open the package next to him, and take out the music box inside.

Upon touching the music box again, Adir felt a strange pang of unease welling up inside him, accompanied by an intense sadness and grief.

Deep within his soul, he seemed to sense something; a world coordinate was trembling slightly.

"Yes, that's the feeling..."

Feeling the instinct emanating from the depths of his soul, Adir murmured to himself, "What does it mean?"

He was a little puzzled.

While his ability to travel through time was an innate talent, Adir himself had not yet figured out the specific rules governing it.

"Does it require prolonged contact?"

After a while, looking at the black music box in his hand, he guessed.

By this time, it was completely dark outside. Looking at the sky, Adir sat on the bed and thought for a while before placing the music box in his hand and beginning his meditation for the day.

Time keeps passing.

At night, Adir had a dream in which many scenes kept unfolding.

In a forest, a tall, beautiful elven girl with moon-colored sleeves quietly appeared.

She had long, waist-length silver hair and walked quietly through the forest with a sweet smile on her face.

"Radel..."

The fragrance of flowers wafted everywhere, and butterflies fluttered silently. A young girl sat on a smooth stone slab, quietly murmuring someone's name, a happy and sweet smile on her face, as if she were thinking of her lover.

She began to sing songs from afar, recording all her longing on a black music box, hoping that her lover would hear them when he returned.

Time passed, and longing accumulated... until one day, a single drop of blood suddenly bloomed.

A sharp longsword pierced through the girl's heart, spraying crimson blood in all directions.

The girl's sweet singing came to an abrupt end, her once beautiful face lost its vitality, and everything stopped there.

In the final scene, behind the girl, a tall figure silently draws a sword and, with a casual swing, beheads her.

The music box in my hand silently recorded the sounds of swords piercing flesh, slowly becoming stained with crimson blood.

(End of this chapter)