A fantastical journey across the heavens, beginning with the Witcher.

"Hmm, my previous warlock teacher also deeply regretted not being able to teach me magic, and after some research, he came to the same conclusion."

Olivia broke down, saying, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I thought the elven warlock would have unique insights into my situation, and I wanted to share them beforehand. What if they influenced your judgment?"

"you……"

The sorceress swallowed her dissatisfaction; the witcher's words actually made a lot of sense.

It's like having a freshly printed answer key next to your exam paper; even if you don't know if it's right or wrong, you can't help but glance at it a few times while you're doing the test.

Then, not to be outdone, she asked, "How long did it take her to reach that conclusion?"

Li De shrugged.

"Fringilla isn't good at research, so she took me to find her uncle, which took about three days."

Seeing the sorceress's discouraged expression, he comforted her, "Don't be discouraged. Her uncle is a top-tier illusion master. Including the two days it took to recover, you only took five days to reach a conclusion, which is already very impressive."

"I don't need your comfort."

Being defeated in one's most triumphant area is undoubtedly a huge blow to a proud elf.

What devastated her even more was that if such an excellent master couldn't teach Li De magic, could she really fulfill the contract?

Although there are loopholes in the contract, as long as the portal is not built in a hurry, the contract's fulfillment time can be greatly extended, but this also means that the tribe cannot travel to the new world.

The Wild Hunt is relentlessly pursuing them; their existence will be exposed sooner or later.

"I... I'm starting to regret it. Your magical energy surge is too intense. While it greatly enhances spell power, it also severely impacts the stability of spell circuits, making it impossible to even unleash the most basic mechanical mind. Learning spells is really..."

After regaining her senses, Olivia transformed back into the elegant, noble, and ethereal fairy saint.

She bit her lip pitifully, tears welling up in her eyes, as if she were grieving for the bleak future that the young and strong people were about to face.

Li De raised his hand to interrupt the other party's performance: "Don't rush to cry. Although that illusion master did not study in depth how to solve this problem, he provided an indirect way to achieve the goal."

"What method?"

The situation took an unexpected turn; Olivia dropped her pretense and immediately pressed for answers.

Li De snapped his fingers, and the candles on the research table instantly lit up.

"Since conventional spell circuits cannot handle the surge of magic, let's transform spells into signs."

The sorceress hesitated for a moment: "I haven't studied signs."

"The difficulty in creating signs lies in how to compress spells into quick-casting tricks, and also make them usable by witchers with low magical affinity. But I am not an ordinary witcher. As long as you can simplify the spell circuit to the point where it can withstand the surge of magical energy, I can handle the rest myself."

At first, Li De still had some hope, after all, the elves had existed for a much longer time than humans, and maybe they could solve his problem, but unfortunately, his hopes were dashed.

We can only push forward with backup plans and create new legal seals.

As for what type of sign to create, he had already made up his mind when he signed the magic contract.

"What magic did you use to blow up the city walls and the vault ceiling?"

Li De asked a question, seemingly out of curiosity.

The sorceress, who was pondering the feasibility of creating a sign, casually remarked, "This is a tribal tradition spell, which I usually call Shockwave. It's very powerful, but its range is limited, and it must be released very close to the target."

"Hmm? You're interested in this spell?"

Olivia snapped out of her daze.

Li De nodded: "That's right."

He was actually quite interested in lightning magic, but after weighing the two options, he chose the former.

He lacks a finishing move that can kill in one strike, so the Shockwave is a good fit. Even if its power is greatly reduced after being modified into a sign, it can still unleash an effect that is no less than the original with the amplification of the source of magic.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

Having found a new route, Olivia threw herself back into the research.

With her help, Li De had no spare time left. He had to constantly cast spells, explain the relevant principles, and learn the simplified spell circuits created by the sorcerer.

If Li De hadn't been somewhat talented and quick to learn, the learning time would probably have been more than doubled.

Another week passed, and Li De practiced continuously in a corner of the cave, facing a stalagmite that was half his height.

The surge of magic was like a light bulb with a broken circuit, turning on and off repeatedly.

Olivia stood to the side, recording test data based on Li De's description; she had already filled a thick notebook with similar records.

"It's almost there. I can feel the magic surging and breaking free of my body getting stronger and stronger."

Constantly testing the Dharma Seals is a very mentally taxing task, let alone testing them at such a high frequency. Even Li De's physique would inevitably feel tired.

"I'll make some improvements."

Holding a thick notebook, Olivia frowned as she revised the spell circuits that had been refined dozens of times, trying to remove some unnecessary and complicated branches and keep only the core "shatter" and "explosion".

Li De sat to the side resting, with a piece of roasted venison prepared by the elven tribe in his mouth.

The druids, on the other hand, constantly sent out disguised members of their race to procure the materials needed to build the portal.

Fortunately, the ruins are not far from Novigrad, so we can take advantage of the city's rich history as a trading hub to quickly gather materials. In other places, it would be hard to imagine that we could gather so many materials in such a short time.

Li De took some time to come to the druid's side.

The old man only glanced at him before decisively getting up and moving to another place, clearly still holding a grudge.

Li De didn't intend to become friends with this group of people, but he also didn't want to strain the relationship, so he took the initiative to speak first.

"Druids seem to be rarely seen these days?"

Although he didn't experience the heyday of the Druids, with Vesemir as his "veteran," he could hear many stories from their personal experiences.

According to Vermeer, two hundred years ago, the Druid faith was still thriving. They lived in remote places such as forests, mountains, and swamps, and sometimes built corresponding villages to protect them from outside disturbances.

Nowadays, it's rare to see druids alone, let alone in groups.

Having finally encountered a living person, he finally had the opportunity to ask his questions.

The druid glanced at Li De: "What use are we? We can only protect their crops and livestock. We can't conjure money for them, we can't make them immortal, and we can't help them find a lover... In time, naturally no one will believe in us."

Li De sensed considerable resentment in the conversation and could easily guess that the process of the destruction of natural faith was directly coinciding with the increasingly prosperous religious faith.

Take the Eternal Flame of Novigrad as an example. In its early years, the church's founding principle was to be an inextinguishable flame of hope in the hearts of believers, guiding them out of confusion, disaster, and suffering. However, this goal remained lukewarm.

In the past few days, the doctrine has gradually shifted towards targeting non-human races, and has immediately gained a large number of believers.

Today, the cook cut his hand while cooking. The Eternal Flame is above, and it was all because of those evil heretics who pushed the knife while he was chopping vegetables!

Tomorrow, the coachman will make a mistake and break the wheels. The Eternal Fire above will blame the elves, dwarves, and gnomes; they must have dug the potholes in the road!

The day after tomorrow, the carpenter drew lines while making the furniture, which caused the furniture dimensions to be wrong and it will not be sold. The Eternal Flame is above, it must be those heretics who changed the position of the lines!

Druids advocated non-interference and natural balance, which was no match for similar religious beliefs. Over time, they naturally declined.

If you ask Li De, he still doesn't boast. The believers just want psychological comfort. Who cares whether the god they worship can really make them live to be a hundred years old, free from all diseases, and become extremely wealthy?

Whether it's feasible or not, the important thing is to get people here first!

"I haven't thanked your animal friend for delivering the letter for me yet."

"If you really don't want to thank me, just kill fewer animals next time. I can smell the blood on you from hundreds of meters away."

The druid covered his nose and left. Feeling embarrassed, Li De stood up, patted his butt, and continued to work with Olivia to create new signs.