Two Realms: The Dark Wizard Evolves Madly in the Wasteland

In addition, there's the connection with his mentor, the formal wizard Colton.

"Ahem..." The intermediate apprentice coughed lightly.

The contempt on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a slightly stiff smile.

"So he's Colton's apprentice!"

He rubbed his hands together, his tone noticeably softening:

"Since you made it yourself, ninety-five magic stones... My name is Chuck. If you sell all these constructs to me in the future... I can give you ninety-eight magic stones per piece!"

Raven chuckled inwardly at his arrogant yet obsequious demeanor.

"Ninety-eight! I can only give you a maximum of two per week."

"make a deal."

Raven spoke crisply and decisively, without any hesitation.

He knew all too well the rules of survival in the wizarding world.

Know when to stop and let things take their course.

This basic Bull Construct is worth at most around 100 Magic Stones on the market, but you have to find customers yourself, plus the middle-aged apprentice also needs to earn Magic Stones.

Chuck's offer of this price already shows his sincerity, and more importantly, he also needs a stable distribution channel.

"However," Raven changed the subject, looking directly at Chuck, "I have one condition."

"Junior, please speak!"

Chuck immediately straightened his back.

"I don't want anyone to know that I made this construct myself, or the price of our deal."

"I need a soul contract."

Chuck was taken aback at first, then a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"No problem! Lei Wenxue, you've thought this through very well."

Chuck nodded repeatedly, pulled out a yellowed parchment from under the stall, gathered a wisp of magic at his fingertips, and quickly inscribed several lines of contract runes on it.

"This is a standard confidentiality agreement, secured by magic. Violators will suffer a magical backlash. Take a look at the terms; if there are no problems, then sign your name!"

Raven took the parchment and examined it carefully using Deep Blue Crawler.

The terms were clear: Chuck promised not to reveal the identity of the construct's creator or the transaction price to anyone, while Raven promised to supply Chuck with at least two basic Bull constructs per week.

"Can."

Raven's fingertip was cut.

Two streaks of blood-red light flashed by, and the contract runes on the parchment instantly lit up, then transformed into several rays of light that surged into the bodies of the two people.

The contract is established.

Chuck's smile widened even more. He reached out and firmly grasped Raven's hand, shaking it vigorously.

"Brother Lei Wenxue, from now on you're my friend Chuck! If you need any help, just ask! By the way, what time of week is convenient for you to deliver the goods? I'd like to prepare the magic stones in advance."

"Every Wednesday afternoon." Raven clenched his fist, then released it and put the ninety-eight magic stones into the Void Conch!

"Wednesday afternoon, remember that!"

Chuck nodded repeatedly, watching Raven turn and leave, muttering something under his breath.

Raven walked out of the academy, feeling the heavy magic stones in his storage bag, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

This alchemical construct is incredibly profitable; I no longer have to worry about buying basic meditation potions.

Next, it's time to meet with Professor Colton.

He straightened his wizard robes; Colton was probably still in class at this time.

Instead of barging in rashly, Raven made his way to the classroom where the other person was giving a lecture.

This is a long and quiet black stone corridor.

Raven walked quietly, standing outside the window like a statue.

He stood there quietly, his posture upright, without the slightest hint of impatience.

Time ticked by, and three hours passed in total.

Several people dressed in apprenticeship uniforms bowed respectfully and withdrew, walking out in an orderly fashion.

Raven then straightened his clothes and glanced at Colton, who was still in the classroom.

"Good day, esteemed Lord Colton."

Raven stood at the door, bowed slightly, and performed an impeccable wizard's greeting before gently knocking on the door.

His voice wasn't loud, but it conveyed utmost respect and humility.

Professor Colton turned around at the sound of his voice, his gaze falling on Raven, and he raised an eyebrow slightly: "How long have you been waiting?"

"Reporting to the professor, the student has only recently arrived and, seeing that you are giving a lecture, did not dare to disturb you."

Raven raised his head, his eyes clear and resolute.

Mentor Colton looked him up and down. With the mental perception of a formal wizard, how could he not have sensed that the other party had been waiting outside for so long?

"Come in!"

Raven was overjoyed.

"Dear mentor, this is a beginner-level Bull construct that I recently created. Please take a look."

Without wasting any words, Raven took out the bull construct he had made from the Void Conch and placed it on Instructor Colton's desk with both hands.

Professor Colton raised an eyebrow and picked up the construct, examining it for a moment.

"The magic runes are drawn fairly smoothly, and the mithril purity is barely up to standard..."

As Colton provided his comments, he scanned the interior of the construct with his mental energy.

"Although it's still a bit raw, your construct talent is already quite good for a junior apprentice."

"Thank you for your compliment."

Raven lowered his head modestly, his tone tinged with embarrassment.

"However... the students are currently facing some bottlenecks."

"Oh?" Instructor Colton put down the construct and looked at Raven with a deep gaze.

"Although the students have mastered the creation of basic bull constructs, when they try to create more advanced magic rune circuits, they always feel that their mental power cannot accurately control the flow of magic."

Raven looked up, his eyes gleaming with a thirst for knowledge.

"Furthermore, the training of construct masters is extremely resource-intensive, and the students' current financial resources are insufficient to support the purchase of more alchemical construct blueprints..."

After listening, Colton remained silent for a moment.

In the wizarding world, knowing when to reveal one's value and predicament is far wiser than simply burying oneself in hard work.

"You're quite honest."

Colton gave a cold laugh.

"Since you've already reached the level to become a junior construct master, why not choose the vice dean, or one of the other instructors specializing in constructs? Their alchemy workshops are far more luxurious than mine."

Colton's withered old skin turned cold, and an indescribable mental pressure came over him.

Even after working for him for so many years, Raven still felt a deep-seated fear when facing Colton, a formal wizard.

"I only wish to become Lord Colton's apprentice, to help you solve your problems, and to explore the true meaning of wizardry!"

"I only remember you teaching me that it takes courage to explore and put things into practice, even if it's blind, you still need to try!"

He took a deep breath, bowed ninety degrees forward again, and spoke in an extremely humble and respectful tone.

Colton was quite aloof and kept to himself at the wizarding academy, but in this dark wizarding academy, he was a rare normal person. He didn't go crazy from time to time like other Kalmars, nor did he experiment on low-level apprentices like Instructor Mordorsey.