Elemental cores were not too rare, but because they were very good magic materials, they were used in large quantities. They could be used for enchantment or the creation of magical equipment.
So, there weren't many of them left.
Also, it was even more difficult to collect all five types of elemental cores.
So, it was truly beyond Roland's expectations that the Guild of Mercenaries delivered the five types of elemental cores so quickly.
He handed over the rest of the money to the Guild of Mercenaries and received the five elemental cores.
Roland had read the introduction of the elemental cores in the books in the Magic Tower. They were all diamond-shaped crystals, each about the size of a fist. The colors of the crystals varied according to the nature of the elements.
This thing was quite beautiful. It looked like a crystal, but there were wisps of magic light flowing in it.
It was like an extremely small meteor. It appeared, disappeared in a flash, and suddenly reappeared.
Roland stored the five elemental cores in his system Backpack. He planned to go to Ill in a couple of days to learn how to change into an Elemental Lord, a hidden class.
After taking care of the affairs in the magic school and the Magic Tower, Roland activated Teleportation outside of the city and came to Ill again.
It was a strange border town that was half managed by human beings and half by elves.
Because it was close to the Elf Forest and was at the periphery of the World Tree's magic coverage, the air here was particularly fresh. One would feel refreshed and refreshed after taking a deep breath.
That was just how ordinary people felt.
But Roland could tell that it was because of the abundant natural magic power in the air.
Compared with the neutral elemental magic power, natural magic power was more "living" because it was more favored by all natural creatures.
Of course, natural magic power could slightly strengthen all natural creatures too.
The most obvious observation was that the human beings living around the Elf Forest were much healthier than those living in the heartland of the human world.
After he entered the town, Roland was about to go to Susie's manor when he ran into a patrol team of elves.
The sheriff saw Roland and walked to him with a smile. "Hey, my compatriot, it's been a while."
Compatriot … Roland was briefly stunned. Then, he remembered that he had chosen the Elven Bloodline as a hybrid.
For players like Roland, they only considered themselves human beings, and the so-called bloodline was just a background setting.
They had never taken it seriously, so they didn't feel that it was real.
But in the eyes of the elves, Roland was a half-elf.
This was the difference in perception.
The handsome elf sheriff was rather enthusiastic. "Are you going to stay here for a long time now that you're back?"
The sheriff was not to be blamed. Generally speaking, only the elves who wanted to return to the forest would stay in Ill for a few days.
He wanted to see if he could adapt to life in the forest.
Roland shook his head. "I'm here for someone."
"That's a pity." The sheriff pointed to the left and said, "Do you see that giant white eucalyptus tree? My treehouse is up there. Come visit me when you have time."
Roland was quite surprised. This elf was too enthusiastic.
Was it because he had the elven bloodline that they weren't wary of him?
In fact, that was indeed the case.
The elves weren't wary of their own kind.
Except … Drow Elves.
Unless the drow really did a lot to convince the elves.
After smiling at Roland again, the sheriff left with the patrol team.
Roland came to Susie's manor.
Perhaps because the guards at the gate already knew Roland, they simply let him in without stopping him.
The moment Roland entered, he saw a sexy, black-skinned, long-eared elf in revealing clothes lying on a bench and smiling lewdly. She was surrounded by a lot of men.
Susie noticed Roland the moment he showed up.
The drow immediately stood up and said to the other men, "The man I have an appointment with is here. You can go back now."
Those men were all frustrated. They stared at Roland angrily for a moment and left reluctantly.
After all the outsiders in the manor were gone, Susie said, "You're finally here? Lord Ans waited for you for half a month, but he had too many things to take care of, so he left. "
"It can't be helped," Roland said rather embarrassedly. "I was delayed by a lot of things."
Susie walked past Roland and said, "Come with me."
Roland followed Susie.
As they walked, Roland could smell the fragrance from Susie's body.
Roland had thought that a drow as open as Susie would have a strong perfume.
But on the contrary, Susie's perfume was light and pleasant. It seemed to be the fragrance of flowers.
They entered the building and went to the third floor. Susie pulled out a dark gold suitcase from under the bed and opened it right in front of Roland.
There were two hardcover books in the suitcase.
There were black words on a white background, and there were many hand-drawn, duplicated patterns on the edges of the pages.
Both of the books looked rather vintage.
Susie picked up one of them and flipped through it in front of Roland.
The familiar hieroglyphs flowed and flipped before Roland's eyes.
After a rustle, Susie covered the book again and asked with a smug expression, "Few elves can understand the ancient elvish. Do you understand it?"
Roland shook his head. "No."
"I can teach you." Susie sat on the bed and leaned back. Her long and straight legs were almost completely exposed to Roland. "But you have to find me another set of elemental cores."
"A set of elemental cores costs at least sixty gold coins." Roland clicked his tongue. "Your tuition is really expensive."
"It doesn't matter if it's expensive, but you have to learn it." Susie seemed to be confident that Roland wouldn't listen to her. "Why don't you find someone else to learn it, or give up your identity as an Elemental Lord?"
Roland looked Susie in the eyes. "You want to be an Elemental Lord too?"
"I'm a Sword Dancer," Susie said matter-of-factly. Susie said matter-of-factly, "The Elemental Lord is also known as a Sword Dancer among the elves. Do you think I wouldn't be interested?"
Roland smiled and took the book from Susie's hands. Then, he snapped his fingers and cast Language Proficiency on himself.
As a drow, she knew how to cast spells too. She recognized Roland's spell immediately.
She jumped to her feet in shock. "You know this spell?"
"Is it strange?" Roland looked at her.
"Alas!" Susie lay on the bed in frustration. Together with her messy and revealing clothes, she seemed to be inviting Roland to do whatever he wanted.
Roland moved his eyes away. He had seen such an atmosphere too many times with Andonara, and he had enough resistance to it.
Besides, Susie wasn't as pretty as Andonara, nor did she have her figure or her vibe.
The only thing that she could beat Andonara in was her wildness.
Some people liked wildness, and some didn't.
Roland was one of those people who appreciated wildness but didn't particularly like it.
While flipping through the pages, Roland asked, "It's only sixty gold coins. You should be able to gather a set on your own, right?"
"Only sixty gold coins?" Susie rolled over. "That's sixty gold coins. Do you know that the construction cost of my entire manor is only thirty gold coins? I've never saved more than twenty gold coins. Sixty gold coins is a number that only the magnates and nobles can afford casually. "
"Then why does it cost sixty gold coins to teach you Ancient Elvish?"
"That's Ancient Elvish. Few people in the world can understand it. It took me more than forty years to learn it," cried Susie, not satisfied.
"It's just a minor language," said Roland unconcernedly. "It's only of historical and archaeological significance. I don't think it's a big deal."
"You're too pragmatic. Understanding Ancient Elvish represents culture and meaning. "Susie returned to bed." But all the great Mages seem to be like that. "
Roland thought for a moment and said, "Although I don't need you to teach me Ancient Elvish, you can teach me other things."
"I don't think there's anything else I can teach you."
"Enchantment skills."
Susie was briefly stunned. "The enchantment skills I know are not worth sixty gold coins."
"What do you know?"
"A lot, but they're all low-level enchantment skills." Susie thought for a moment and said, "I can teach you all of them, but they're only worth a dozen gold coins."
Enchantment was very important to mages, and there were not many people in the human world who could do it.
It was hard for Roland to find someone to learn it from.
The drows were naturally capable of enchantment, but the number of skills they grasped varied.
Since it was rare to find a drow, he might as well learn it first.
"After I return to the human world, I can find a set of elemental cores for you, and you can teach me enchantment skills." Roland thought for a moment and said, "In the meantime, you'll owe me a favor. If I need you in the future, I may ask for your help."
The drow looked at Roland in disbelief. "You're so generous? That's a difference of more than forty gold coins. "
"A favor is sometimes more valuable than gold coins."
Susie was amused by herself. "You believe in a drow's favor?"
"I believe in the credibility of the elves," Roland explained. Roland explained, "You stayed in the elves' territory, but none of the elves came to trouble you, so you must have what it takes to make them trust you."
Susie smiled, and a helpless expression appeared on her smooth but dark face. "Why are you so smart?"
"I'm going back." Roland put the book back into the wooden box, closed the box, and said, "I'll come to you after I gather a set of elemental cores."
Susie sat on the bed and nodded.
After Roland teleported back to Delpon from Ill, he immediately went to the Guild of Mercenaries and issued a quest to find another set of elemental cores.
Although Susie said that her skills were worthless, enchantment was very valuable in the human world, because it was impossible to learn.
Besides, Roland could build a big data model for the enchantment he learned. The more he learned, the easier it would be for him to find the pattern.
As long as he had enough data, he could infer a lot of things.
At this moment, Roland was almost able to completely remove the shell of the magic array.
The students of the hellish test-oriented education were best at analyzing conundrums and inferring the process of solving a problem with the answers.
After he returned from the Guild of Mercenaries to the Magic Tower, Vivian immediately came to him and said, "We've received news that Chairman Tobian is dead. There's no leader in the headquarters right now. All the branch chairmen are being summoned to hold a meeting on the tenth of next month."
"Was he killed by his illegitimate son?"
"No." Vivian shook her head. "According to our intelligence, he was killed by five Golden Sons."
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