Lord of Rot

Chapter 646 The Statue of the Moon God (page 12)

"Little Duo, don't be stunned, this way!"

The shouts brought Little Duo back to his senses. He glanced enviously at the robed apprentice who was cultivating a relationship with a certain magical beast that looked very well-behaved. He reluctantly withdrew his gaze amidst the shouts and said quickly: "Here he comes!"

People stared at his back. The red hair could already prove his identity. No matter how stupid he was, he would know that he had a noble identity when he saw the golden sword family emblem.

Among this group of people, there was an inconspicuous young man in the corner. He looked at the back of the red-haired boy with envy in his eyes.

"Come back to your senses!" The classmate beside him patted his shoulder gently: "That is the only son of the Duke of Dongxia, and he will also be the Duke of Dongxia in the future! People like us who are not talented enough can only learn farming magic, so don't I’ve thought so much.”

The young man nodded, then looked at his classmates: "Are there any classes this afternoon?"

"It seems gone." The classmate shook his head, patted his belly and said, "But you can leave the castle in the afternoon and go to the market outside. I plan to buy something. My dad gave me more than thirty silver moons. Do you want to go? ?I invite you."

"I...will treat you if I have money in the future."

"We are noble mage masters. Although we only learn the simplest farming magic and how to use farming alchemical creations, it is not difficult to earn a few gold days a year. It is not an exaggeration to say that we are small nobles. When we return to the village in the future He can also be a village chief."

Talking about his future, the fat classmate became proud: "The old smoker in the village next to us was detected to have a talent more than ten years ago. After learning a planting magic, he first planted magic potions in the high-magic area for several years. , saved more than ten golden days, returned to the village after retirement last year, and directly became the village chief! He also married a wife who can be his granddaughter."

The fat classmate sighed: "We will definitely be the same in the future. I have mastered two magics!"

"I only mastered one." The young man lowered his head. His talent was not bad, and he could master many magics with just a click, but his mental unit was very poor, so he could only use the simplest mage's hands to move some small objects.

"Don't think so much!" The fat classmate patted the boy on the shoulder: "As far as I know, anyone with talent has to come here to study. Look at the Duke's son who hasn't come yet, which means he has no talent at all. You are already better than him. Stronger."

"Too."

In the afternoon, the young Ledo, who had finished his homework, left the castle with his fat classmate.

Enter Iron Valley Market.

People were jostling one after another, and their ears were filled with all kinds of noise.

"There are so many people!" the fat classmate who had changed his clothes sighed.

"Yeah" Ledo nodded, his eyes full of curiosity for new things. No matter how precocious he was, he could not change that he was still a teenager.

"Let's go, buy food over there!"

The two squeezed through the crowd.

The owner of one of the stalls was talking nonstop, and even the spittle splashing on the food could not stop people from buying.

"I studied under Mr. Wine Barrel of the Porcupine Leader. Don't you know about Wine Barrel?" The boss said proudly: "Do you know who the first royal chef of our Emperor was more than 20 years ago? I can tell you this You, the famous chefs in the world today, are all his disciples!"

"real or fake?"

"If it was fake, could there be dozens of people queuing up?"

The fat classmate asked: "What is he selling?"

Ledo's head was a little taller. He stood on tiptoes and looked in. He smelled a familiar scent and said, "It seems like roasted milk."

There is no distinction between high and low food in the school castle. In addition to the order not to waste it, as long as your appetite is big enough, you can eat all the food.

"Forget it, let's go over there and have a look."

The two of them walked around and bought a lot of things, holding boxes and skewers in their hands.

Sweet, salty, spicy, all kinds of flavors are available.

They spent a small amount of money, but they bought a lot of delicious food, and the two of them had a great time eating.

"What's going on over there?" Ledo found that many noble young ladies in the school were gathering in front of a certain small stall.

He couldn't tell which nobles were noble and which were ordinary, but they were definitely nobler than himself.

After all, he had never heard of any noble young master or young lady learning farming magic because of lack of talent.

"I'll go over and take a look!" The fat classmate, who had finished eating in three or two mouthfuls, stuffed the garbage into Ledo, clapped his hands and squeezed past.

It took a while to squeeze out, panting.

"They're grabbing the spiritual potion."

"Psychic potion? What is that?" Ledo was confused. The teacher would not introduce potions in class.

The fat classmate said: "It is a very expensive potion. It is said that the price is as low as 100 gold days!"

"What!" Ledo couldn't help but exclaimed.

100 gold days, what a huge sum of money.

"Because that magic potion can enhance the upper limit of spiritual power!"

Seeing Ledo breathing heavily, the fat classmate said, "You know why they robbed it, right? I'm afraid the last bottle of magic potion will be sold for more than 200 gold days."

What Ledo lacks most is the mental unit. If there is a magic potion to enhance his mental power, he might be able to truly show his talent.

"That potion is poisonous," said the fat classmate. "A person can only drink one bottle at most in his life. How much he improves depends on luck and talent. He might even be poisoned. Moreover, many nobles have drank it since they were young. Those people People are actually just a little better than us, so buying that bottle of magic potion will probably make their whole family piece it together, which will greatly damage their vitality."

Fat classmates are always envious.

The two of them kept watching until a certain noble boy from Giant's Foot happily took the potion and watched with envy as they rushed back to the castle.

Although there are orders that students are absolutely not allowed to conflict with each other or use violence against each other, there are too many ways for them to make small moves.

A bottle of precious potion is enough to make others jealous. The first priority must be to return to the castle and take the potion in a safe environment.

The crowd dispersed and Ledo came to the stall.

He found that the other party's dress was a bit strange. He was not wearing shoes, and his body had a fresh and natural feeling like a tree.

He looks very much like the Elf of Iron Valley, but this person is not handsome and does not have the iconic long pointed ears.

"Is there anything you want?"

"Do you still have that magic potion?" Ledo asked.

"It's such a precious thing. If I can get a copy, I'll be blessed."

"Naturally?" Ledo was confused.

"Blessed by the four gods?" The boss smiled gently: "We all know that His Majesty the Emperor is the backbone of everything. Gods... are not important."

Ledo nodded in approval, he was not a believer.

However, he admires the emperor very much. After all, he has grown up hearing stories about His Majesty the Emperor since he was a child. Basically, everything he can see around him can be related to him.

"There aren't many things that magic potions can improve. Luck and hard work are also very important." The boss said a few words of comfort without hesitation, probably because he saw that Lei Duo had no money and didn't want to tangle with him anymore.

"Then, is there anything that can temporarily improve the mental unit? It may not be permanent." Ledo said, "Help me cope with the next exam."