When the Third Prince heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched. If he became the emperor and Dolai dared to say this, he would be beheaded immediately, but he is not the emperor yet.
At this time, Dolai was looking at the map carefully and taking notes.
The Third Prince didn't care. He pointed to an area and said, "This is my territory."
Following the direction of the Third Prince's finger, Duolai couldn't move his eyes away.
This was an unowned land with a central mountain range at its center and a large number of plains surrounding it. He took a liking to it at once.
It’s just that there are red crosses on this mountain range, which makes it look very extraordinary.
Wherever there are people on the map, there are city symbols drawn on them, and dangerous places around them are marked with red crosses. Some places are marked with blue crosses, such as the Evil Spirit Mountains that Dolai knows, which have several red crosses, and the mountains around the city of Watts are also marked with red crosses. These icons are easy to understand.
The blue cross represents the normal danger area, while the red cross represents the severe danger area.
Doleka looked around the area. It was not far from the human city, and less than a hundred kilometers away from the nearest big city. How could it be so dangerous?
He thought for a moment and asked, "Why is this place marked as a dangerous area?"
The Third Prince said at this time, "The territories of the princes need to be conquered by themselves, so they are naturally dangerous areas."
Duolai narrowed his eyes immediately, not caring at all. Dangerous areas are good. As long as the geographical environment is good, there is nothing to be afraid of in dangerous areas.
He thought about it, narrowed his eyes and asked, "How many bottles do you want to change?"
The third prince knew that his last chance had come.
Without further ado, he said firmly, "I want four bottles."
Dolai nodded and said, "You know how to control my quantity. I only have five bottles left."
The third prince chuckled. He certainly didn't believe what Dolai said. After dealing with him for such a long time, he deeply understood the terrifying talent and ability of the other party's pharmacist. For a potion, he could produce at least 50% more than others. So, if he said five bottles, he would have at least ten bottles.
Dolai did not explain much. It seemed that Dolai was at a loss to exchange a territory that was not even close to him at the moment for four bottles of potion, because he might not get the territory in the future. But in the long run, it was hard to say whether this guy could ascend to the throne.
He tapped the table as he thought.
After a long while, Dole's heavy voice rang out in the quiet room, "Deal."
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The Third Prince did not expect Dolai to be so straightforward. He even suspected whether this guy was joking. When Dolai took out four potions and placed them on the table, he realized that he had succeeded.
Four potions, which meant that he had four level six wizards as his backers.
Although a territory was exchanged, doesn't attacking a territory also waste manpower and resources? Is the money spent on the attack enough for an emperor's son to bear?
He looked at Dolai deeply, and his expression suddenly returned to the aloofness of a prince. He looked at Dolai and said slowly, "You won't regret this deal."
Duolai looked at the Third Prince and didn't mind his change of expression. He also said with a deep smile, "I just hope you can succeed. Otherwise, you will have to enjoy that territory by yourself."
The third prince's mouth twitched.
The middle-aged man sitting next to them was watching the confrontation between the two young men, secretly amazed in his heart. This Dolai wizard was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of a tiger. Fortunately, this place was geographically remote. If it were in the imperial capital, no one would dare to speak to the third prince like this. He would have been scared to death.
But then again, in the imperial capital, a wizard who owns two wizard towers is indeed not afraid of anyone. What's wrong with the emperor's son? If he is irritated, the two wizard towers can attack him together, which is comparable to two level seven masters attacking together. They are definitely not afraid of anyone.
This young man is amazing.
He looked at Duolai and compared him with other people in the imperial capital. He thought to himself that this young man might be better than those geniuses in the imperial capital.
The third prince looked at Duolai at this time, feeling a little angry. Why couldn't he succeed? With more than a dozen level six wizards standing behind him, it would be a sure thing.
Of course, you can't be too proud, and everything has to be done slowly.
He snorted and said, "I won't give you a chance."
Dole chuckled, "I hope so."
He changed the subject and said, "I would like to make a deal with the Third Prince. Can you help me get something in return?"
The Third Prince blinked. Did Dolai still need his help? He nodded, his expression became arrogant, and he looked around the room nonchalantly, saying, "Tell me, what's the small matter?"
Duolai thought to himself, this might be the true face of the Third Prince. When he was asking for help, he seemed like he was being courteous, but now that the deal is done, he makes himself look as powerful as an emperor.
He coughed, carefully took out the Heart of Fire Element, put it on the table, and said nonchalantly, "It's no big deal. Exchange it for me. Change it to wind, water, or ice."
When the Third Prince saw the Heart of Fire Element, he was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, damn, how careless! I knew he had obtained the Heart of Fire Element a few days ago, so I should have sold it, but I didn't expect him to exchange it with me here.
This thing is very valuable. It is only one level lower than the Heart of Storm and is worth about tens of millions. If you exchange it yourself, you can indeed get something else, but the time and manpower wasted going back and forth from the imperial capital is a bit troublesome.
He felt a little regretful. It seemed that he had to look for the Rhine Family or several other families to see if there were any of the same level, or look for Lord Pu Yousi to see if there was anything in the Northwest’s inventory that could be exchanged. It was too hasty, really too hasty.
So he took a deep breath, took the box in his hand, and said, "It's not a big deal. I'll get back to you in a few days. If I don't come, I'll ask someone else to come."
Dolai nodded and said, "I believe you."
Soon, the third prince walked out of the wizard tower.
Standing at the door, the corners of his mouth twitched.
The middle-aged man looked forward at this time, raised his eyes, and said slowly, "George, you are really careless."
George, the third prince, sighed at this time, "I still underestimated this guy's ability. I guess he has at least four bottles of potions in his hand."
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "This young man is incredible. He may be called the God of Medicine in the future."
George did not deny it. After all, Dolai was only 26 years old this year, and would be 27 after the New Year. At this age, he would be a level 7 pharmacist, which was very scary.
Although there are many level seven pharmacists in the imperial capital, there are only two who are so young, and they are far from being a match for the other party in terms of strength.