Fortunately, Guge did not keep Salin waiting for long. He soon appeared in the living room. Salin had never seen him before, even though they were both from Ceylon.
Guge was about thirty-four or thirty-five years old. He had the typical face of a northern noble. His forehead was broad, and his eyes were brown. They were not very big, nor did they have the deep-set look of southerners. His golden hair was tied up, forming flame-shaped waves behind him. This fashionable style made the viscount look younger.
He was more than a head taller than Salin. He was probably close to 1.9 meters tall. His thick shoulders were obviously not made of fat. His broad palms were not tender either. This meant that he had not given up on martial arts. He still trained occasionally.
"Wizard Salin!" Guge gave Salin a warm hug. Salin frowned. He knew where the strange smell came from. It was Guge's perfume.
"Lord Viscount." Salin took two steps back and bowed.
The two sat down. Guge said, "I've just received a few fellows from the south. Sorry to keep you waiting."
"Lord Viscount, please be straightforward. What do you want me to do? Your price is too high. I don't understand. "Salin did not want to be polite with Guge. He had to get those thousands of gold coins no matter what. The only problem was Guge's goal. Salin did not want to be used.
Guge calculated in his mind. He felt that there was no need to beat around the bush. He said, "Then I'll be straightforward. I plan to eliminate pirates in winter. Your teacher won't come, so I have to ask for your help. "
Salin laughed. "Lord Viscount, you're joking."
Guge said seriously, "I know you're still an apprentice. However, I'm not asking you to kill enemies. I only hope that you can help the sailors make some Recovery Water. I don't think you've learned a level-one spell. I shouldn't ask for it, but there will be many sick people on the sea. It will take two to three months, and many will die. You must help. "
Salin pondered. He was an apprentice at level-three. Because of his strong spiritual power, he could barely learn a level-one spell. However, he intended to learn the Elementary Fireball spell, which was the most common offensive spell among level-1 spells.
Healing Water was an auxiliary magic that could produce about 120 grams of potion. It was good for both internal and external use. The effects might not be as fast as divine spells, but fortunately, there were no side effects and it was completely harmless.
If Salin was a level-one mage, this requirement was not too high. However, Salin was currently an apprentice and could only learn one level-one spell. Before he became an official Magus, he wouldn't be able to learn another level-one spell.
The spell that a Magician could learn at a higher level would often determine the direction of a Magician's magic after advancing. The earlier a spell was learned, the more proficient it would be. After leveling up, it would be faster to cast the spell.
"Salin, I know this is too much for an apprentice, so please accept this." Guge took out the small box again. Salin's heart warmed up again.
"Why didn't you invite a mage?" Salin asked.
"Advanced mages are too expensive, and their spells must be cast on the spot. If something goes wrong, the Holy Church might get involved. However, you are different. You can stay with me on the biggest battleship, and you don't have to take risks. "
"When?" Salin took the box and didn't open it. Instead, he put it into the leather bag that he prepared.
Guge heaved a sigh of relief and laughed, "It's still early; it will be at the end of the year. However, we have two guests from other cities today. You can stay and eat with us. "
Salin also heaved a sigh of relief. He finally got the money, but he felt uncomfortable holding it back.
"Salin … …"
"Sir?"
"I made a set of clothes for you. Do you want to change?"
Salin looked at the robe he was wearing and finally understood. It wasn't custom-made; it was a bit too big and old. Jason wouldn't care about this. To him, whatever he wore could get the respect of others. Since he was staying for dinner, he had to take the viscount's face into consideration.
"Mage Salin, come with us." The two maids smiled and led Salin out of the living room.
Salin followed the maids to the guest room and saw the prepared clothes on the table. He chased the two maids out and didn't let them help him change. Although the fifteen-year-old felt a bit of lust when he saw the maids' breasts, he had more important things to do now.
After locking the door, Salin immediately took out a small box from the leather bag and opened it.
The light from the magic core dazzled Salin's eyes. He put the magic core into the prepared money bag and tied it to his waist. Salin then took out the Imperial Bank's cheques from the box.
There were five of them, each worth a thousand gold coins.
Salin held the cheques in his hand. He wanted to laugh, but he was afraid that the maids outside would hear him. If only he knew the Soundproof Ward. Salin checked the cheques several times before stuffing them into the belt.
The two maids held their breath and pressed their ears against the door. They couldn't hear anything. What was this little mage doing?
Salin finally took off his robe and took out the clothes that Guge had prepared for him. It was a white robe, made according to the style of a magic robe. The belt went through the back of the robe and was fastened inside. The robe was exquisitely made, made of high-quality Qinyin satin.
Unfortunately, it wasn't magic satin and couldn't be imbued with magic. However, the thick and fine satin was really beautiful. It had a silvery white background and was embroidered with magic patterns.
There was also a magic staff on the table. This was the real deal. Salin picked up the magic staff and felt his magic affinity. He was a bit disappointed. However, Guge had paid a lot. Although this magic staff was the cheapest kind, it was still worth a few hundred gold coins.
Salin thought for a moment and took out a black iron ring from his leather bag. This ring wasn't magic equipment, but just a counterweight for practicing magic gestures. However, the simpler something was, the more difficult it was to fool amateurs.
He looked at his brand-new clothes in the mirror. The sallow and emaciated boy from before was gone. The boy in the mirror had brown eyes that were faintly shining. He had grown a lot taller. Salin held the magic staff and made a gesture to release magic.
The two maids eavesdropped outside the door, but still heard nothing. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Salin suddenly opened the door. The two maids were completely unprepared and fell into the room at the same time.
Salin laughed and grabbed them with each hand. He said, "Let's go and see the viscount."
The two maids were so embarrassed that their cheeks turned red, and they hurriedly ran in front. They couldn't figure out what Salin was doing in the room. He didn't make a sound at all. Also, this little magician's hands were really warm.
No matter how luxurious the northern nobles' lives were, they still maintained a certain traditional diet. Salin walked into the dining room and saw a big table in the middle of the room. There was a copper charcoal brazier on the table and an iron net over it. Around the brazier were porcelain plates from the Qinyin Empire. Each plate was about two feet in diameter and contained raw meat. Beside each plate was a silver table knife.
This kind of decoration was a bit out of place, but even the fastidious Qinyin people wouldn't have any objections. The Skocynyans were nouveau riche. If they wanted to have taste, they would have to evolve for at least two thousand years.
The table knife for cutting meat was extremely sharp. In the Tanggulas Empire, such cutlery would never appear in a noble's dining room.
Salin casually glanced at the people already seated. The voluptuous and beautiful lady should be the viscount's wife. Although he hadn't seen her before, he had heard stories about her. The two unfamiliar people were obviously foreigners. Salin's nose twitched slightly, but he didn't smell any fish.
"Magician Salin, let me introduce you …" Guge sat in the host's seat. The young lady took the initiative to introduce the two foreign nobles to Salin. Her tone made it seem like the two were already very familiar with each other.
"This is Baron Rick from Krudia City. This is Baron Minghui from Dulai City." The viscount was young and beautiful. After wearing formal noble attire, her waist was tied up, and her chest looked even more voluptuous. Facing the two little barons, she didn't have stage fright at all. She talked cheerfully and wittily.
Rick pretended to look straight ahead and maintained an elegant posture. His eyes would only linger on the viscount's chest for one or two seconds, but Guge pretended not to see it. He was very confident in his wife. A little baron wouldn't be able to seduce her.
However, Baron Minghui didn't think much of the viscount's introduction. He curled his lips and looked at Salin with obvious disdain.
"Magician Salin? You're so young. I wonder if you know how to cast fireballs? "
Looking at Baron Minghui's frivolous look, Salin really wanted to slap him. This way, he could vent his anger and save magic power. However, there was a cold-faced swordsman behind the baron. In a hand-to-hand fight, Salin had no chance.
Baron Guge pinched his wife's thigh under the table. The viscount's wife understood and immediately interrupted, "Magician Salin, Baron Minghui is a bit rude. Please don't take it to heart. We secular people are still very curious about magic."
"Magic is not for showing off." Salin's tone was cold. He didn't understand Baron Minghui's thoughts at all.
"Pfft …" Baron Minghui laughed. His triangular head looked very much like a gecko. He asked in a frivolous tone, "What do you mean by showing off? Does Magician Salin not have the confidence to prove his strength?"
Dulai City had gradually become richer in the past two years. He had come to Ceylon City to show off his wealth. He didn't think that Guge would bring out a magician and make him lose face. Even the senior swordsman behind him looked shabby.
"Baron Minghui's ring is very big." Salin sighed softly and didn't say anything else. He just rubbed the black iron ring on his finger.
Baron Minghui's face was red. The golden ring on his finger was inlaid with a thirty-two-faced gem. It was incomparably huge. However, it was obviously not on the same level as a magician's ring.
A true noble would never try to anger a magician. Even if the magician's level was low, it could still bring them endless trouble. Baron Minghui was from a small place and had never seen a magician before. He didn't have many scruples. He held it in for a long time before saying, "So a magician is wearing a white robe."
Salin chuckled. "Baron Minghui, it seems like you think that being able to throw fireballs makes you a magician. I understand your ignorance, but I can't accept it."
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