Karl called a carriage and headed to the manor outside the city.

During this period of time, he had accumulated many questions about meditation and witchcraft, and he urgently needed an experienced person to answer them. After all, knowledge did not only come from books.

Unlike the previous two times, today Adolf's manor was bustling with traffic and people, making it very lively.

"You came at the wrong time."

Xibel came out to greet them and explained, "There is a gathering of wizards in Black Swamp, and our mentor rushed over yesterday."

Another reference to the busy crowd:

“They will be leaving in the next few days with their cargo.”

"Black Swamp?" Carl had seen this area on the kingdom map, about 500 miles north of Signo City. He couldn't help but wonder, "Are there people living there?"

As the name suggests, the Black Swamp is an area as large as a city-state and is filled with various dangerous swamps.

There is also miasma that corrodes flesh and blood.

Not to mention humans, even animals and plants are extremely rare, making it a veritable forbidden zone for living things.

"Ordinary people naturally cannot survive in that environment, but wizards can." Sibel said, "The gray-robed wizard Addison lives in the Black Swamp. He is an official wizard."

"Every once in a while, wizard apprentices from all over the Kingdom of Gondor will gather there to exchange knowledge and supplies."

"Communication." Carl's mind moved: "Can I learn witchcraft?"

"Of course you can, provided you have enough magic stones." Xibeier turned around, his face serious:

"Also, to come back alive."

"Huh?" Carl frowned: "Is it dangerous there?"

"Of course." Xibel nodded:

"The wizarding world has always been full of risks."

"Not only are there all kinds of dangerous creatures, but there are also fellow wizard apprentices. It is not uncommon for fathers and sons to kill each other for a piece of witchcraft or a magical item, not to mention strangers with whom we have no ties."

Carl's expression changed slightly.

If people knew that I had mastered witchcraft in a short period of time, would it also attract the covetousness of others?

How can I explain to others that I can construct complex spell models even though I haven't even started meditation?

I can't tell you! If Adolf has evil thoughts, I won't be able to resist.

"I originally planned to reveal my talent a little to attract others' attention, but now it seems that I should be more careful. It's always right to be cautious."

"But you are really patient."

After sitting down in the living room, Xibei waved his hand to let the servants leave and said:

“People who have just come into contact with the wizarding world are often full of curiosity about this world and have all kinds of questions.”

"I learned the meditation method. It's been so long, but you're still here for the second time."

"I'm afraid of disturbing the teacher." Carl smiled awkwardly: "Also..."

"I have to collect money too. I am just a fallen noble, and the teacher's tuition is a bit expensive for me."

Asking questions also costs money.

Adolf has corresponding witchcraft classes, each class lasts half an hour and costs one gold coin.

Witchcraft will be explained and doubts will be answered in class.

In the wizarding world, any knowledge has a price, and the price is not low.

"Too."

Xibei nodded and said with a smile: "Why not ask me? My tuition fee is only half of the tutor's, and I can get answers to basic questions."

"Is it okay?" Carl's eyes lit up.

Most of the questions he wanted to ask were about the basic knowledge of the wizarding world and some common sense, and it didn't matter who he asked.

"No problem." Xibeier said, "I believe the instructor will not have any objections."

She was Adolf's adopted child, so she wasn't considered an outsider, but Carl still had a question: "Are all wizards short of money?"

"certainly."

Sibel sighed, "Especially for those of us who do potion research, all kinds of witchcraft materials and knowledge require money. After all, not every wizard apprentice is like Robert."

"Robert?" Karl said:

"Doctor Robert?"

The doctor who can make men grow a few centimeters.

He was actually a wizard apprentice? But on second thought, this was actually normal. After all, only witchcraft could have such magical powers.

"It's him." Xibel held his chin with his hand:

"Although Robert is only a mid-level wizard apprentice, he has mastered a unique witchcraft that is said to be related to flesh and blood."

"This makes him even richer than his mentor, which is really enviable."

Carl smiled awkwardly, wondering whether Sibel knew what Robert's witchcraft specifically referred to.

Immediately change the subject:

"Let's go to class."

In classroom.

Sibel looked at Carl with some surprise.

"You have a deep understanding of meditation and secondary magic fields. It's hard to imagine that you have only just started learning witchcraft."

"pity!"

She sighed, looking regretful. "I originally wanted to earn more tuition fees from you, but now it seems that this plan won't work. I'm afraid you won't need to come to me after a few more classes."

"When the Lord of Dawn closes a door, he will also open a window." Karl said:

"Perhaps it is because I don't have enough talent for cultivation that I understand witchcraft so quickly."

"That's very interesting." Xibel said with a smile:

"Unfortunately, if the Lord of Dawn closes your door, he will also seal the windows at will."

“Hmm…”

"You don't have to be surprised. Most wizards are pan-believers. That's why I made fun of the Lord of Dawn."

Carl put away his expression and showed his understanding.

For wizards who pursue knowledge and truth, it is undoubtedly impossible to believe in one god wholeheartedly. The fact that the Church allows these "pagans" to exist also shows the strength of the wizards.

"Senior sister."

He said:

"This time, besides wanting to listen to the teacher's explanation of witchcraft, I also want him to see something."

"The teacher is not here, can you help identify it?"

"Of course." Xibeier straightened his chest:

"As a pharmacist, identifying unknown items is a basic skill, but you also know..."

She made a universal gesture.

Carl expressed his understanding:

“Knowledge costs money.”

“That’s right!”

"How much?"

"Since you are my junior fellow apprentice and this is your first appraisal, I will charge you two class hours this time." Xibel said, "Is that okay?"

Two class hours equals one gold coin.

Carl breathed a sigh of relief:

"no problem."

He can still afford the money.

Then he opened the package he had brought with him, took out the things inside and placed them on the table.

"Huh?"

Xibel subconsciously picked up a piece of black stone, and then showed regret:

"I thought it was a magic stone..."

"Where did you get this ore? It has some Yin properties and can be used to refine weapons and armor. It is considered a good ore material."

"My grandfather had been to the battlefield and got some spoils of war. Some of the things were piled up in the warehouse, but I didn't know what they were," Carl explained.

"So bring it over and have a look."

"Um."

Xibel just asked casually, put down the black stone and picked up the tail of an unknown animal.

"This is the tail of an ash rat. It tastes similar to grass roots and is one of the ingredients for making anger potions. If you collect a hundred of them, you can exchange them for a magic stone."

"It is said that the silk of the Dark Spider can be used to make an invisibility cloak, but this amount is too small and not worth much."

“…”

“Huh!”

Xibel picked up some powder, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, his expression gradually became excited.

"Dead dust, this is good stuff!"

(End of this chapter)