For this kind of news that all wizard apprentices on the street knew, there was naturally not much confidentiality level. After a while, Fingart came back to report to Richard before Disol woke up.
This was basically consistent with what several of Disor's concubines had said, which made Richard feel at ease. It seemed that joining the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood could indeed be a first choice.
After all, with a senior first-level wizard like Disor as his guide, he will definitely feel at home in the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood and it will be easier for him to obtain the resources and authority he needs.
However, if you choose other large wizarding organizations and have no one to introduce you, the first step of qualification review will be very troublesome. You are not a human from the Underdark, but from the surface. Once the other party digs into your details, you will definitely be exposed.
Secondly, without anyone to introduce or guarantee you, you can only climb up step by step, and the speed of obtaining resources will definitely not be as fast and convenient as in the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood.
After making up his mind, Richard stopped thinking about this issue and did not rush Disor. Instead, he took a blank parchment and slowly began to write something.
Stephanie took a look with curiosity and found that the owner was drawing some utensils and wrote a series of words on the side, such as "barley", "fermentation", "hops or substitutes", etc.
It seems to be a design drawing for brewing some kind of wine?
It was almost noon when Disol woke up.
But once he woke up, he quickly became sober again. It can be said that he was a different Desol before and after drinking.
The former is the drunkard Disol, and the latter is the veteran wizard Disol.
After waking up, Disor hurriedly took Richard to the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood’s base in Toug City.
Along the way, Richard wanted to ask Disor about the question he had last night, which was why there were so many wizarding organizations in Tug City, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not appropriate to bring up this topic now.
If all goes well, it will be more legitimate to raise this question after I officially become a member of the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood this afternoon.
After a while, the two came to a tall building covering a large area. It was a three-story square building. Although it was only three stories high, it looked particularly tall and solid.
It was indeed tall. Richard looked at the nearly ten-meter-high gate and the nearly fifteen-meter-high ceilings of each floor and was speechless. How could a gray dwarf who was less than one meter and fourty like tall things so much? What a strange hobby.
At the main entrance, many wizards and wizard apprentices were coming in and out.
Richard couldn't help but reveal a surprised expression when he saw so many people coming in and out. You know, he just made a rough estimate and found that there were more than ten formal wizard-level members coming in and out, and even more wizard apprentices.
If so many wizards join every day, the strength of this Gray Dwarf Brotherhood will be too terrifying.
Apparently, Disol on the side noticed Richard's expression and introduced him with a smile: "Haha, Lord Levi, are you surprised?"
"Because today is the last day of the month, it is the monthly assessment day. All members who have made sufficient contributions or have greatly improved their skills and want to improve their treatment within the organization will come here today for verification or assessment, so as to re-determine their treatment level."
"Also, the wizards or wizard apprentices who signed up to join the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood within a month will also be assessed today, so there are so many people."
Richard understood immediately after listening.
It turns out that not all wizards coming in and out are applying to join the Brotherhood, but many of them are internal members who come here today to upgrade their treatment level.
As they walked, Disol continued to introduce enthusiastically: "For new wizards who have joined as official members, if they are strong enough and pass the assessment, they may skip the Gray Iron level and directly enjoy the treatment of the Bronze level."
Hearing this, Richard couldn't help but frown. Obviously, he didn't know what this gray iron and bronze treatment meant.
"Sir Levi, are you curious about the Gray Iron and Bronze level treatment?"
Disol smiled mysteriously, "Sir Richard will know after a while."
"Besides, Sir Richard does not need to understand these low-level treatments."
After the two entered the hall, a beautiful gray dwarf maid came to greet them. Richard took a quick look at her and sensed the aura of a third-level wizard apprentice.
"Mr. Disol, you have finally returned to Tug City. Last time you received..."
Disol waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about this later. Let me think about it. The person in charge of the alchemist assessment now should be Alehan! That's right! It's him. By the way, little Celia, is Alehan at the base?"
"Yes, Master Disol. Master Alehan is in charge of arranging the assessment today. A group of alchemists who have applied to join the organization will be assessed today."
"In addition, several members of this batch who want to upgrade their treatment level also need to be assessed and tested. Lord Alehan is in the assessment hall now. Do you need me to take you there?"
Disol waved his hand and said, "No need, little Celia, you are getting more and more beautiful. Give my regards to your mother."
The little maid blushed slightly, and she seemed to know that there was some gossip between her mother and Lord Disol in the organization.
Richard thought they were going to the second floor, but to his surprise, Desol took Richard down the stairs.
The examination hall is actually underground, which is an unexpected design.
After they walked down two floors in a row and passed through a corridor, the view suddenly opened up.
In an empty hall, there were dozens of wizards and wizard apprentices of various races gathered in twos and threes, chatting, as if they were waiting for something.
On one side of the venue is an empty hall, and on the other side are various rooms. Various utensils can be vaguely seen in them, and they seem to be alchemy rooms.
Richard made a rough observation and found that among the group of people who took part in the alchemy test, there were about seven or eight people whose strength reached the level of formal wizards, and most of the rest were at the level of third-level wizard apprentices, and were generally older.
The oldest among them should be an old man from a fishman tribe in front. The fish whiskers around his mouth are all white. He holds a huge fishbone staff in his hand and walks tremblingly. A strong young fishman is supporting him from the side.
This is too old! The fishman elder was probably easily over a hundred years old, but his strength seemed to be only at the limit of a third-level wizard apprentice, not even as strong as Richard himself.
"Every one or several months, the Brotherhood will organize applicants to take unified assessments. There are different categories such as combat, alchemy, inscription, and witchcraft. These are alchemists who intend to join the Brotherhood through the alchemy assessment." As if seeing the curiosity in Richard's eyes, Disol continued to introduce.
"Basically, applicants need to have at least an intermediate professional title as a stepping stone, such as an intermediate alchemist, intermediate inscriptionist, or intermediate rune forger, to meet the registration requirements. Otherwise, they will not pass the qualification review after registering."
Richard nodded to show that he understood.
This requirement was not low. He remembered that in the large blacksmith shop in Grey Fern Town, the most skilled master was only a junior rune forger.
If you have an intermediate professional title, you can basically support opening a weapons shop or equipment shop in a city, and the income will be far higher than that of an ordinary blacksmith shop.
"However, Lord Levi, you don't need to worry about these cumbersome regulations. Your master-level alchemy skills are unquestionable, and Alehan is an old friend of mine. Don't worry, we will complete the relevant procedures soon."
"Then, we can go for another drink!" Disol's face immediately lit up when he mentioned drinking.
Although the square on the underground floor was empty, some wizards and wizard apprentices who came for the test seemed to have heard what Disol said. They turned their heads to look at Richard and Disol, frowning and showing disgust.
Richard reacted immediately and touched his nose. He didn't expect that he was thought to be a backdoor user.
However, was Diesel really a bad teammate, or was he just too lazy? He didn't even set up a soundproofing system when talking to the two of them! As they continued walking forward, Diesel shouted, "Alehan, I'm here to see you!"
"Disol! It's rare for you to come to see me." An old dwarf with a long goatee saw Disol, stood up from a large chair and said with a smile on his face.
Judging from the aura, it seems that the opponent's strength is even greater than that of Disol.
The two hugged each other tightly, it seems that they have a good relationship!
Human wizards on the surface are not used to this way of greeting that involves physical contact, but gray dwarf wizards still cannot avoid the habit of hugging.
This time, Disol seemed to have reacted. There were many people around waiting for the test, so he immediately cast a soundproofing spell to cover himself, Alehan, and Richard.
"Alehan, I came to you this time to recommend you a talent."
This made the old man with the goatee's eyes flash with a gleam of light. "Oh~ Is this you, sir?" The old man with the goatee looked at Richard and nodded.
"As a human being, being able to become a formal wizard at such a young age is indeed outstanding! If you join the organization, you can get bronze-level treatment at the beginning."
"But I'm not in charge of the combat assessment, Desor. You have to go find Graham for the combat. He's upstairs."
The goateed old man named Alehan stroked his beard.
Although the three of them had been covered by soundproofing, the people around them who were waiting for the test all turned their eyes to Richard, with different expressions, some envy, some jealousy.
Wizards are all shrewd people, and Disor's loud voice just now has exposed his purpose clearly.
"No, no! Alehan, you have made a mistake this time. Lord Levi deserves at least Mithril-level treatment." Disol said proudly.
At this time, Richard touched his nose and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He finally understood why Disol came to this Alehan wizard. In addition to asking for treatment for him, it seemed that he was more trying to show off? To show off that he had a keen eye for finding such an alchemy master.
Alehan frowned and said, "Why? Disol, there are only a few geniuses who are promoted to formal wizards under the age of 30, but they still exist. If they are also outstanding in combat awareness, the organization will give them bronze treatment."
"No, no, he is not only a combat genius, but also a master of alchemy."
"Let me correct one thing. Sir Levi is twenty years old this year." Disol said proudly.
This made Alehan look unhappy instantly! He whispered:
"Then you think that a twenty-year-old human wizard is rare enough, and he is also a master alchemist, Desol, how much Tougli did you drink this morning to get so drunk! "
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At this time, Disol also discovered that the Lord Levi he was going to introduce seemed a little too talented, and even his good friend Alehan didn't believe it.
Disol glanced at Richard, fearing that he might upset him, and immediately walked to Alehan and whispered, "Sir Levi is a traveling wizard, a genuine alchemist master, majoring in explosions. He gave me a formula for an alchemical combination bomb that he developed himself. The power of the bomb reached the power of the first-level fire magic!"
"What?" Alehan looked surprised and had an expression of disbelief.
What Disol said made sense, and he didn't seem to be drunk.
Could it be that this young Lord Levi in front of him is really an alchemist? But in the past 100 years, he has never seen such a young alchemist in the organization.
You know, even improving the alchemical formula is not something that an ordinary alchemist can do. After all, it involves hundreds or thousands of adjustments to the ratio to find a nearly perfect combination, thereby improving an existing alchemical formula.
It is so difficult to improve an alchemical formula!
As you can imagine, if you want to develop a new alchemical formula, the work required will be even more complicated.
Generally speaking, it requires a large team, that is, several alchemy masters leading dozens of middle and senior alchemists, spending a lot of time and energy, and trying various different raw materials before success can be achieved!
The key points are "maybe", not "certainly". In other words, after spending a lot of time and energy, the gain may be zero.
Therefore, many alchemy masters, due to their wild inspiration, occasionally come up with a new alchemical formula by chance.
It may only happen once in a lifetime, but it is worth a lifetime of glory for an alchemist master!
And the Lord Levi in front of him didn't look like he had been studying alchemy for hundreds of years, or even for decades.
Therefore, the most likely possibility is that the other party obtained this recipe from some unknown secret place.
Alehan, who thought he had figured it out, couldn't help but persuade his old friend Disol:
"Disor, you can't tell whether a person is an alchemist just by looking at a new alchemy formula. Do you know the origin of this formula? For example, is it possible that it came from a secret realm? Or..."
Seeing that his friend was talking more and more outrageous, if he continued, he would probably say that Lord Levi's alchemy formula was stolen!
Disol interrupted in a somewhat frustrated manner.
"Alehan, you idiot, of course I know this, so I saw with my own eyes that Lord Levi used his superb alchemical skills to complete ten combination bombs in a very short time!"
"What!" Alehan looked shocked.
This made Alehan deny his own opinion again. After all, if what Disol said was true, even if Levi's alchemy skills were not that of a master, his proficiency in making this alchemical bomb was very close to that of a master.
"If it is true as you said, Lord Levi certainly deserves Mithril-level treatment!" Alehan decided to believe the words of his old friend Disor.
Moreover, this kind of thing cannot be faked.
Even though Lord Levi is a little short of being a true alchemist master, the fact that he can skillfully create alchemical combination bombs comparable to first-level fire magic is of great significance to the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood.
If I give the other party Mithril-level treatment, the organization's top leaders will definitely agree!
As soon as Disol's sound shielding spell was over, Alehan immediately sat back in his chair and quickly wrote the following words on a parchment scroll: "Levi, special recruit of the Alchemy Department, Alchemy Master, Mithril-level treatment"
Soon, Alehan handed the parchment scroll to Disol and said, "Disol, it's OK. You can take Mr. Levi to the first floor to handle it."
Although the entire communication between Alehan and Disor was conducted under the sound-blocking technique and no specific words were mentioned, it was obvious that this scene was seen by all the alchemists present.
Alehan's words had just fallen.
A strong murloc wizard apprentice walked out from beside the trembling murloc old man and said in a loud voice, "Sir Alehan, as far as I know about the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood, all assessments have always been based on the principles of fairness and justice. But this time, they took the backdoor, isn't that too much?"
"We are the prophet of the Tokar Lake Murloc tribe. We are already 110 years old and are proficient in Murloc alchemy. We applied to join the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood and we must take the assessment according to the regulations. Why can some people take the back door?"
"Sir, do you dare to read out the contents of the parchment in your hand for everyone to hear?" The fishman wizard apprentice spoke the last sentence very loudly, and almost everyone in the alchemy examination hall heard it clearly! At this moment, whether it was the applicants who planned to join the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood or the members who wanted to improve their treatment, they all showed expressions of gloating.
I let you go through the back door, and you met a thorn! This immediately made Diesel's face pale. A wizard apprentice actually dared to jump out and question him! Obviously, this fishman apprentice must have the support of the fishman prophet behind him.
"I can make the contents public! But there will be a price to pay for offending a wizard!" Disol's face was so gloomy at this moment that water could drip out of it.
The contents of the parchment scroll are not confidential. Anyone who is a member of the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood can learn this basic information.
"Sir Levi, I'm very sorry for exposing you to the Fire Stone." Disol bowed slightly and solemnly apologized to Richard.
He had never expected that something that seemed very simple to him would be so full of twists and turns.
Richard was fine, he nodded and said, "Sir Desol, please do as you please in this matter. The reputation of the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood cannot be damaged because of me."
After hearing this, Disol's complexion looked much better. Lord Levi was still very considerate of him.
Even Alehan's expression relaxed and he nodded. He did not expect that Sir Levi, though young, had a very broad mind and would consider issues from the perspective of the organization.
Although the one who jumped out this time was just a weak wizard apprentice from the Murloc tribe, if handled improperly, it would have a very bad impact on himself, the Alchemy Department of the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood, and the reputation of the entire Gray Dwarf Brotherhood.
If things get out of hand, I will definitely be punished by the superiors!
"Levi Knight. Master Alchemist" as Disol read out the registration contents on the parchment scroll word by word.
The people around were even more shocked! "How is it possible? How can he be an alchemist at such a young age?" A lizard wizard with a forked tongue said in disbelief.
"This... is a bit exaggerated. Lord Disol is too rash!" A gray dwarf apprentice who seemed to know Disol shook his head and watched the scene.
"Haha, I didn't hear it wrong, did you all hear it? This young human boy is actually an alchemy master?" The merman wizard apprentice seemed to have finally heard what he wanted to hear, and said excitedly.
The old fish-man prophet standing aside also had a smile of success on his face.
"However, I am not questioning the evaluation of the two wizards, but I hope that this young alchemist master can compete with our Tokar Lake Murloc Prophet. If our prophet wins, does it mean that our prophet is also an alchemist master and enjoys the same Mithril-level treatment of the Gray Dwarf Brotherhood?"
Unexpectedly, the murloc apprentice changed the subject and revealed his true intentions.
The other party was not stupid and did not accuse Disor and Alehan, two senior first-level wizards with powerful auras, of fraud.
But he directed his attack directly at the young Richard.
Disol and Alehan were also stunned and looked at each other. Then they understood the intention of the Fishman Prophet of Lake Tokar to instruct his men to jump out. He was very confident in his own strength and wanted to step on Levi to get to the top.
The other party's words obviously made Richard stunned on the spot.
But Richard did not agree immediately.
It's not that he didn't dare to accept the challenge, but mainly because he didn't know the specific content of the challenge. The energy points on his inspiration panel had been exhausted since the last time he upgraded the blood absorption magic formation, and he had not had time to accumulate them.
Even if the other party competes with him in making or even improving an unfamiliar alchemical formula, he has no confidence of winning.
If it was simply making a potion based on a familiar formula, Richard would obviously not have any problem.
Because as long as it is an alchemical formula that Richard has mastered, even if it is extremely obscure, such as some murloc-exclusive potion formulas from the blind murloc tribe of Fingate, Richard has improved them to the ultimate level.
Not to mention the alchemy master, even the alchemy grandmaster may not be Richard's opponent.
However, in the eyes of everyone around him, this obviously too young alchemist master "Levi" was reluctant to agree, obviously because he felt guilty due to his lack of strength.
At this point, the fishman apprentice was even more proud. "It seems that this master alchemist has no confidence in having a fair competition with our Tokar Lake fishman prophet. So, please be fair, Lord Alehan."
This immediately made Disol frown again. What is Lord Levi doing?
(End of this chapter)