Constructing-Style Wizard

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Noland Lee inhaled slightly, allowing the air to linger in his chest for a little while.

It was not until about ten seconds later that he exhaled.

“I accept this emergency task, Philia. I killed the Young Raven and offended Samuelson. If I join the action to hunt down Samuelson, I might be targeted as soon as I show up in the Fissure Corridor. In comparison, the search for the Bone-mending Wand should be safer.”

“That couldn’t be better,” Philia breathed a sigh of relief:

“To be frank, it is much easier to get along with you than any other Death Clan Wizard. They are indeed powerful, but the erosion of Death Energy on them is somewhat severe. They are eccentric, arrogant, and gloomy. Only you and Miss Denise Green do not have these detestable characteristics.”

As Noland Lee signed his name on the contract and pressed his thumbprint, he asked:

“So, if I didn’t agree, you would have asked for Miss Denise Green’s help?”

“Probably so. The mentor said that the monks of the Revivalists Cult can communicate well, but the remuneration for their tasks tends to be quite unconventional… I do not know what they would require as the mentor did not elaborate to me.”

Philia took the contract, checking the signature and Noland’s thumbprint: “All right, it’s done… Betty told me you plan to make a wand, is that right?”

‘Yes.”

“Then let’s wait for you to finish making your wand before we set off. Can I show you to the Magic Laboratory now? I’ll waive the rent and give you a 30% discount on your magic material purchases. If everything goes well, I’d like to start looking for the Bone-mending Wand early tomorrow.”

Noland Lee pondered for a moment, “No problem, Philia.”

They both stood up, leaving the guest room, and avoided the bustling discussion meeting.

They walked from the secluded Castle corridor to the Magic Laboratory.

Philia handed keys to the Wand Crafting Room to Noland, taught him how to command the Magic Servant, and then hurriedly left with the contract.

Noland stood in front of a tall glass wall, his gaze penetrating the transparent glass surface.

He glanced left and right at the shelves behind the wall, and hey felt a deep admiration for the Elemental Judgement.

Where he stood was a Magic Storage maintained entirely by Magic Servants.

A glass wall stretching from the floor to the ceiling separated him from the storage shelf where the magic materials were placed.

A few dozen whirlwind-like air masses emitting a greenish glow lingered behind the glass wall, shuttling between the shelves more than ten meters high.

These agile air masses were magic servants.

To be precise, they were magic summoned creatures called Spirits of Wind Element.

Noland could communicate with them using the gestures taught by Philia, asking them to fetch magic materials from the shelf for him.

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Noland imagined the Magic Material Warehouse engulfed in a sea of fire and shrugged:

“Better not. The Meows of Elemental Judgement are quite cute, it’s not worth treating them like that…”

Noland raised his hand, gestured in sequence, and commanded the Spirit of Wind Element to bring him a Magic Wildcat.

The Spirit of Wind Element holding the Rune Cage came to the side of the glass wall and passed the Magic Wildcat through a window that appeared on the wall.

The selling price of this magic material was marked on the Rune Cage that sealed the Magic Wildcat. The prices of other magic materials were also marked in this way on the surface of their containers.

Noland took out his account book, quietly calculated the expenses, and had the Magic Servants bring one piece of magic material after another.

Soon with several Rune Cages, he walked into the Wand Crafting Room.

At eight o’clock in the evening, after dark.

The visitors of the Cat Society Manor left by car, concluding the noisy meeting.

The wizards of the Elemental Judgement busy to maintain the order of the meeting could finally catch their breath.

Betty and the other First level Elemental Wizards retired for their rest in the dormitory.

Philia was left alone to enter the mentor’s study, placing the contract signed by Noland on the table in front of him.

“Mentor, Noland has agreed to help. As per your instructions, I guided him to avoid the wizards participating in the discussion. Our search for the

Bone-mending Wand should remain unknown to the other wizards.”

The noblewoman sat behind the desk, lightly massaging her eye sockets with two fingers, and shook her head slightly before speaking:

“Don’t underestimate those Wandering Wizards and observers from the Death Herald Guild, they likely realized something was off. Noland did not attend the meeting, but his chair was arranged at the meeting place. By the time we noticed that everyone’s mood was abnormal and wanted to remove Noland’s chair, it was too late…”

Philia was dazed for a half-second before expressing her regret:

“Sorry, mentor. I should have removed Noland’s chair earlier…”

“It’s not your fault, Philia. Accidents are bound to happen, the key is how we handle these accidents. Luckily, I was cautious and did not reveal Noland’s existence. If anyone asks who that chair was reserved for, you can just leak Hickman Arlington’s name. He has secretly left Union City and won’t know that we are using his name to cover up Noland’s presence.”

The noblewoman smiled gently, comforting Philia before continuing:

“You have to be extra careful when you are outside the city. In the past two years, among my wizards, only you have sensed the existence of the Elemental Realm and advanced to a Two-Ring Elemental Wizard. In the eyes of those Wandering Wizards, you wouldn’t be absent on important tasks, such as the operation to hunt down Samuelson..