Wizard Immortality.

Chapter 33 Sigurds' Letter | Alchemist Vic

Vic owes Luke a favor.

Never thought.

We haven't seen each other for four years.

That warm, generous, sociable, tall, and handsome Free Knight has turned to dust.

It's a pity.

Aaron responded, "Eric and Luke were good friends; they were both Free Knights in the Academy. However, after he betrayed Luke and stole the Wizard's Journal, he didn't live long."

Last year, he encountered a strange creature while out and about and died.

The wizarding world is cruel and ruthless.

Betrayal by friends is common.

Vic wasn't surprised.

Now that Luke's enemy is dead, the debt still lingers.

If he manages to find out anything about Luke's family in the future, he will pay them a sum of money to repay their favor.

If he can't find out, he won't force it.

Human lives are as insignificant as grass, and after so many years, it remains unknown whether Luke's family is still alive.

Then.

Aaron picked up the ring on the table, examined it carefully for a while, and praised it, "A high-quality mental energy field defense ring, quite valuable."

Are you really going to give it to me?

Vic said calmly, "You helped me three times when I was in trouble. A ring is nothing to me."

Even though that's what Vic said.

But Aaron knew that a tantalizing ring of this quality could easily fetch a price of fifty soul stones in the Black Tower Academy's trading market.

Moreover, there is no market for it despite its high price.

Such an expensive gift right off the bat.

Aaron couldn't help but glance at Vic again, teasingly saying, "So, you've been doing quite well all these years? And your current mental magnetic field strength..."

When did you become a wizard apprentice?

Before returning to the academy, Vic had already prepared his explanation.

He spoke methodically, "When I was out traveling, I met an alchemist who traveled the world. I served that master for more than three years and gained a great deal."

Aaron smiled, raised his glass, and congratulated him, "Congratulations."

Vic nodded slightly.

The two then chatted for a few minutes.

When the conversation turned to Sigurds Murray, Aaron took out an open letter, his tone growing serious, and said, "I didn't want to tell you this originally."

Now that you've been promoted to wizard apprentice, I won't hold back anymore.

A year ago, Sigurds sent me a letter inviting me to return home. She said that a foreign wizarding family had forcibly occupied Baron Mori's territory.

They slaughtered every bloodline of the Baron's family.

Vic understood Aaron's intention.

A mortal with the strength of a knight is not qualified to participate in a war between wizards.

Tell him about it now.

Besides, the two of them, like Siggs, were from the same hometown and could help each other.

Sigurds Murray, who hasn't returned to the academy for six years, is said to have joined a wizarding organization far more powerful than the Black Tower Academy.

Furthermore, he has a teacher-student relationship with a second-level wizard.

His background is far more profound than that of ordinary people.

Being able to get closer to her is entirely beneficial.

Siggs sent this letter to Aaron most likely seeking help.

After a brief moment of thought, Vic, seeing an opportunity for profit, asked, "Did the letter mention a specific time?"

"The day of rain erosion in 741."

Rain erosion is a natural seasonal phenomenon in the Death Rift Valley region.

Generally around early spring.

Vic said, "I will go with you then."

Aaron nodded slightly.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while.

Vic left the shop.

He planned to go to the academy's administration office first, explain the situation, hand over a copy of the alchemist's handbook he had prepared, remove his name from the death list, and then obtain the alchemist's identity certification.

Finally, find Brody.

This reveals his identity as an alchemist and his decision to leave the alchemy workshop and become independent.

The administration building is a Gothic-style spire.

It occupies a huge area.

He oversees all affairs of the college.

At the time of the talent test, the first-level wizard Ethos was not only a member of the Council of Five, but also served as the head of the Instruction Department.

They wield immense power.

The clerk who received Vic was an elderly wizarding apprentice.

Warm and welcoming to others.

I will answer any questions.

After Vic explained the situation, the other party promptly removed his name from the death list and reinstated him as a registered wizard in the academy.

His attitude became even more eager after he learned that Vic was an alchemist.

but.

The wizard is cunning and scheming.

Vic could tell at a glance that the wizard apprentice who received him was mean-spirited and that his every word and action was a forced show of enthusiasm.

It has become like this.

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Most of it was to cater to the preferences of the head of the teaching department, Ethos.

after all.

His first meeting with Ethos left him with a deep impression of the first-level wizard's decisive and efficient work style.

Working in the teaching affairs office, if you procrastinate or use power to reduce efficiency, you will be at a disadvantage.

This will surely incur Aesop's punishment.

After resolving his identity issue, Vic returned to Brody's alchemy workshop.

We haven't seen each other for four years.

The workshop is laid out exactly the same as it was back then.

Of the two students cleaning on the first floor, one disappeared, and a new person replaced the old one.

The other person had entered his youth, his expression was numb, his eyes were empty, and he no longer had the aloof demeanor he once had.

The voluptuous woman who used to serve Vic was now leaning back in her chair, resting with her eyes closed.

Brody was smelting metal in the laboratory with his back to the door.

High temperatures and slightly toxic fumes permeated the air.

He heard someone enter the shop, and without turning around, he said rudely, "The workshop is closed today. If you need anything, please make an appointment with the shop assistant."

Compared to his time at the Secretfire Silver Mine, Brody has completely lost all the sparse hair on his head, becoming bald, and has also gained a lot of weight.

Even for seasoned apprentices, life is still finite.

Four years have left deep marks of time on Brody, who was already quite old, and he looks noticeably aged.

Vic's attitude was very respectful.

He learned all of Brody's collection at the workshop back then, and thus incurred Brody's favor in the process.

Furthermore, Brody has a teacher-student relationship with a first-level wizard.

Both logically and emotionally.

Maintaining a good relationship with the other party is more beneficial than harmful.

"Lord Brody, it's me."

I heard a familiar voice at the door.

Brody and two busy trainees stopped what they were doing.

The bald old apprentice turned around, paused when he saw Vic, frowned, and said, "Didn't you die out there?"

Vic replied, "Thanks to you, the knowledge I gained in the workshop has been a great help to me."

Then.

Vic repeated his prepared story, which was about how he encountered danger while traveling and was rescued by an alchemist who, seeing that he knew some alchemy, stayed by his side to serve him.

Brody's gaze was skeptical.

He knew Vic's talent very well; it was almost impossible for him to advance to wizard apprentice and obtain the title of apprentice alchemist in such a short time.

But the other party's story was flawless, and there was nothing unusual about it.

The only possibility is that the nameless alchemist's strength and background are far beyond imagination.

That's why it took four years to train a mediocre young man into an apprentice-level alchemist.

After Vic revealed his identity as an alchemist.

The plump woman woke up looking shocked.

She opened her mouth slightly, staring in utter shock at Vic, whose appearance hadn't changed much since then.

The mediocre boy she once looked down upon has now grown into an alchemist she can no longer reach!

Fortunately, having worked in the workshop for many years, she wouldn't easily reveal her disdain, even if she harbored some contempt, lest she bring disaster upon herself.

The other two trainees.

The boy's eyes were filled with awe and curiosity.

The student, who had been aloof and had no dealings with Vic back then, but was now washing bottles, turned pale and seemed struck by lightning. His left hand trembled, and he almost dropped the test tube.

(End of this chapter)