In the Rogge camp, Abel used the energy in his crystal angel statue again. He used the Hradik Malus to open up the helmet of the treant.
Afterward, he turned it into a rune word "knowledge" helmet. The biggest benefit of this helmet was that it could increase spell skills by one level.
Unfortunately, he thought that the best runeword was Dillerim, but 20 # was the best.
Lum + 24.
Iast + 16.
He didn't even want to think too much about Eol's formula.
He could only use the runes he had obtained to create the rune word 'Knowledge' helmet. In the end, it was a 9 #
Ort + 12.
It was very easy to get runes from Sol's formula.
As for the "spirit" sword and "spirit" shield for Doff, he was thinking about going to the Central Continent to spread the news and see where he could get a ready-made ancient sword and shield.
If he really couldn't do it, he would just forge it himself. The "spirit" sword and "spirit" shield were not suitable for battle. Doff would only need to use them a few times, and the durability of the "spirit" sword and "spirit" shield would disappear.
Abel threw the giant rune word "knowledge" helmet to Doff and put it on. Afterward, he put Doff in his portal beast ring and left the Dark World.
After two months of non-stop fighting, he was very tired. Even though he was a law-defying wizard in the Central Continent, it was still very tiring to fight the hell creatures in the Pandemonium Fort.
He could still rely on his summons to fight, but once he entered the underground environment, it would be even harder without the help of Doff, Johnson, Jason, and Flying Flame.
As soon as he left the Dark World and returned to the battle fort, he received a message from the research spirit. Many nobles wanted to see him.
Queen Luisa of the royal palace, Big Druil Rando, and many other big Druil elves wanted to see him.
Abel didn't want to reply to them. He didn't want to help those big Druil level up. He knew that once the tree of life replenished its energy, he wouldn't know if he could still do this trade.
Therefore, he wanted to limit the trade with the tree of life to a certain extent. Lorraine had a lot of big Druil that needed his help.
He was helping the elves anyway. To a fake elf like him, there was no difference between the big Druil of the temple and the big Druil of the royal palace.
He put these messages aside. He was still in retreat, so he didn't need to pay attention to them.
"Research spirit, tell the kitchen to prepare lunch for me!" He looked at the sky and realized that it was already noon, so he ordered the research spirit.
The research spirit could communicate with Steward Myer through the sound transmission circle. Afterward, the research spirit would send him to the battle fort. by.
Although the process was complicated, they had been sending food to Lorraine for a long time. Steward Myer and the chefs had gotten used to it.
After two months of fighting, Abel wanted to have a good rest today. He was not a robot. He used to rest during the day and only enter the Dark World at night to fight. The continuous fighting had consumed a lot of his energy, and he had underestimated his energy.
Although he wasn't that old in the Central Continent, his experience and the number of battles he'd been in were probably not as many as the professionals who had been fighting on the frontline all year round.
In just 10 minutes, the short distance teleportation circle in the battle fort delivered lunch.
Since he had his own large-sized teleportation circle, he had extravagantly used his connection with the lightning clan to send the best fresh ingredients from the human empire every once in a while. This included the best beef, mutton, and all kinds of fish.
Finally, he could use the name of a new dish to get 2 elven chefs to cook meat for him.
Abel drank his juice while eating his steak and braised mutton. He was enjoying a rare moment of leisure.
"Master, Steward Myer sent a message. A dwarf claiming to be your old friend wants to see you!" Abel was enjoying his meal when the research spirit sent a message.
"An old friend of the dwarves?" Abel couldn't remember who his old friend was. He hadn't seen many dwarves in the Central Continent, so he didn't have any relationship with them at all.
Still, with his current status, no one would dare to pretend to be his old friend. This was why Steward Myer sent him a message as soon as he heard the news.
"Research spirit, can you ask him what his name is?" Abel put down his knife and fork and asked.
"His name is Bernie Goff!" The research spirit quickly replied.
"Why is Bernie here?" Abel stood up and said in shock.
He cast a "instantaneous movement" and appeared in the short-distance teleportation circle. With a flash of teleportation light, he arrived at the short-distance teleportation circle in the main building.
"Bernie!" Abel saw Steward Meyer accompanying Bernie as soon as he arrived in the hall, so he laughed and walked up to him.
Bernie was still a little nervous. Abel's status was even more prestigious than when he was in the Holy Continent.
In the Holy Continent, he was an elite wizard and the emperor of a powerful kingdom. He was at the pinnacle of the Holy Continent.
However, the pinnacle of the Holy Continent was nothing compared to the Central Continent. Not to mention the fact that the Central Continent looked down on subcontinents, a single law-defying wizard could sweep across any subcontinent. It wasn't hard to imagine.
Now that he saw Abel being as friendly as he was in the Holy Continent, he could finally let go of his nervousness.
"Master Bennett!" Bernie smiled and bowed.
Abel helped him up with a smile and waved his hand, "No need to bow, Bernie. Just call me Bennett. Don't worry about my status!"
With his status, he didn't need to care about what others thought of him. He didn't need to be too polite to this friend of his from the very beginning.
"Bennett, I've heard of your name as soon as I came to the Central Continent!" Bernie smiled and relaxed.
Steward Myer saw that Bernie was indeed his master's friend, so he bowed and left.
"Bernie, why did you come to the Central Continent?" Abel asked curiously.
It wasn't easy to come to the Central Continent from the Holy Continent. If you came here on your own, you'd have to spend a lot of wizard union credit points.
Bernie was just a normal dwarf. Even if he was the young head of a business family, he couldn't use that many wizard union credit points.
"Bennett, it's all because of you. I don't know how the dwarves of the Central Continent found out that I know you, so they sent me to the Central Continent!" Bernie said in a depressed tone. It seemed like he was thinking about how uncomfortable it was to use the super teleportation circle.
"The dwarves wouldn't just come to me if they needed something. Why did you have to come?" Abel laughed.
"I heard from my people that it's not easy to find you. They've tried many times, but they couldn't get in touch with you!" Bernie pointed out the loophole in Abel's words.
"Maybe it's because I've had a lot of things to do recently!" Abel knew that Bernie had been busy lately, and he also told some unknown organizations to ignore him. That was why the dwarves couldn't get in touch with him.
Bernie didn't need to beat around the bush, so he directly asked Abel, "Bennett, let's get straight to the point. Can you give me more of those two potions?"
"You said it yourself, Bernie," Abel said with a laugh. "Even if there isn't one, there has to be!"
It didn't matter who he sold them to. It was just a matter of time. The dwarves had a traditional friendship with him, and Bernie was the one who asked for it.
Bernie smiled and reminded Abel, "That's good. I'll let Wizard Hutton talk to you about the specifics. Don't hold back. The dwarves here are richer than us. Just tell me what you need!"
They weren't his people, and Abel never held back when he was in the Holy Continent. He didn't want the dwarves here to take advantage of him when he was in the Central Continent.
"Wizard Hutton brought you here?" Abel asked. He then pointed at Bernie and laughed, "You're really something, Bernie. I can't believe you have a law-defying wizard protecting you!"
Bernie sighed, "No one would care about me if it wasn't for you, Bennett."
Abel didn't ask for Wizard Hutton's help immediately, "How's my empire doing in the Holy Continent?" Instead, he asked another question.
Bernie smiled, "Everything is fine in the Kingdom of Saint Ellis. The other two kingdoms have no choice but to join forces. But even if they do, they still can't compete with the Kingdom of Saint Ellis. If you didn't tell us not to fight before you left, there would only be one kingdom left in the Holy Continent."
"These guys are really troublesome!" Abel shook his head and said helplessly.
The Kingdom of Saint Ellis was powerful, but it needed a worthy opponent to keep it that strong. The reason why Abel kept the two kingdoms was so that the Kingdom of Saint Ellis wouldn't lose their ambition to unify the Holy Continent.
Who would've thought that the Kingdom of Saint Ellis would be suppressing the two kingdoms so that they wouldn't be able to develop well. Although the two kingdoms couldn't attack because of Abel's orders, they still couldn't be good opponents.
Bernie spoke, "Let Wizard Hutton in, Bennett. He's been good to me." Bernie didn't want to keep Wizard Hutton waiting for too long. He'd already said what he needed to say. Letting a law-defying wizard wait outside was always a little scary.
Abel spoke in a serious tone, "I'll make this clear, Bernie. I'll only accept you as my trading partner. If you're not happy with the dwarves of the Central Continent, just tell me."
Bernie was just a normal dwarf. He wasn't even a class holder. He didn't have a good life in a place like the Central Continent where power was everything.
"Bennett, thank you!" Of course, Bernie knew what he meant, so he couldn't help but say softly.
Abel waved his hand, "There's no need for thanks between us." Abel waved his hand and spoke to the door, "Steward Myer, invite Wizard Hutton in."
Soon, Steward Myer brought Wizard Hutton in. Wizard Hutton had a very respectful look on his face.
Wizard Hutton bowed, "The prestigious Master Bennett. Wizard Hutton of the dwarves is here to greet you."
Abel stood up and bowed, "I'm sorry, Wizard Hutton. I forgot you were outside when I saw my good friend. Please forgive me."
Bernie interrupted, "Wizard Hutton, I've already made a deal with Master Bennett. Master Bennett will provide a portion of the two potions. You can talk to Master Bennett about the specifics."
Wizard Hutton was surprised, "You've already made a deal, Bernie?"
To be honest, inviting Bernie to the Central Continent was just a test for the dwarves. They knew from their intelligence that Master Bennett was a very loyal person.
Still, it didn't take long for Bernie to reach an agreement with Master Bennett about the potions. This meant that the friendship between Bernie and Master Bennett was beyond their imagination.
It was a good thing that the dwarves treated Bernie with high standards. Otherwise, they might've offended Master Bennett.
"Steward Meyer, tell the chef to prepare lunch!" Abel suddenly remembered that he had just started eating, so he quickly said to Steward Meyer.
"Master Bennett, you didn't teach a new chef here, did you?" Bernie's eyes began to sparkle when he heard about lunch. The most painful thing about leaving the Holy Continent, other than leaving the protection of his family, was that he could no longer go to Harry Castle for free meals. His eyes began to shine with hope when he heard Abel's special request.
Of course, since Wizard Hutton was here, he didn't have to be as casual as before. Instead, he began to use the title of master.
Abel smiled and nodded. He then turned his gaze from Bernie to Steward Meyer and said, "Bernie, if you want to eat in the future, just come over. If I'm not here, just tell Steward Meyer to do it!"
Steward Myer knew what Abel meant, so he bowed and left.
Wizard Hutton could see the friendship between Bernie and Master Bennett. Although Bernie noticed it, he couldn't hide the sense of comfort in his voice.
Abel stood up and made an inviting gesture, "Wizard Hutton, Bernie, let's go to the restaurant together. As for the potions, I think we'll do the same as the lightning clan. Fifty bottles of light healing potions and mana potions per month. What do you think?"
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