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Chapter 45

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"Before I came to Sanjiang, I never thought that I would be ranked first. But thanks to your support, I was able to stay in Sanjiang for a few days. I'm very happy. Although I didn't expect that I would be able to win the competition, it's still good to stay in Sanjiang as long as possible.



After getting all the magic materials and items that he needed, Lucien stopped teaching Philosopher, Smile, White Honey, and Quicksilver. Lowering his voice, Lucien grinned, "That's it for today. I'll explain more to you in the next party."

Lucien had realized that knowledge equaled money, and he was desperate for money. Of course, he would not trade his knowledge for some useless things. Also, he did not have a solid foundation. Before he went back to consolidate his knowledge and study, he did not want to talk too much. Therefore, it was better to keep it a little mysterious.

Sage and the others were already very satisfied to be able to receive guidance from an experienced and knowledgeable official Magician on so many difficult magic problems. They even felt that what they had sacrificed was far less than what they had gained. Thus, they all stood up, placed their right hand on their forehead, and bowed deeply in the etiquette of ancient Magicians paying respect to their mentor to express their gratitude.

"Mr. Professor, now we're going to start the exchange of items and 'knowledge' as well as the magic discussion. You're welcome to join us." Philosopher said to Lucien in delight.

The so-called magic discussion was different from "teaching". Instead, it was open discussion about magic problems. If one did not want to express his or her opinion, he or she could leave after exchanging items. Philosopher invited Lucien to join them on behalf of all the apprentices, which meant that Lucien could just listen without saying anything.

Of course, in the eyes of Philosopher, White Honey, Quicksilver, and the other apprentices, Lucien, who was so knowledgeable and powerful, would definitely not care about the superficial magic problems that they were discussing. If they could invite Lucien to join them, then Lucien might suddenly be interested in some problems and say a few words, which was what they had been looking forward to.

Lucien still had some apprentice-level spells. However, due to the interference of the knowledge that he had not fully grasped, his analysis was not very smooth. Also, he was still at the stage where he could only use the witch's notes. Therefore, after hearing the invitation, Lucien felt like he had been hit by a pile of money. Therefore, Lucien tried his best to suppress his joy and answered calmly, "Then I'll listen."

"Thank you, Mr. Professor." White Honey expressed her gratitude in her hoarse and sexy voice.

After the ten apprentices finished exchanging items and knowledge, their discussion officially began.

Since Lucien had solved most of the problems that needed guidance today, and the rest of the problems were solved during the exchanging of knowledge and items, they began to discuss some small practical problems, such as the analysis of some spells, the release of specific spells, and the combination of specific spells, as Lucien had expected.

Although each of the apprentices kept their own unique skills and knowledge, Lucien learned a lot from the general discussion of magic application. The gap between the knowledge and the application of magic was filled a little bit, so he listened attentively.

However, under the hood, in the eyes of White Honey, Oak, Philosopher, and the other apprentices, the powerful and mysterious Mr. Professor was not interested in their shallow discussion at all. Instead, he was thinking about a profound problem quietly, which made them feel a bit disappointed.

At around twenty in the morning, the apprentices stopped their discussion and exchanged some information about Melzer Black Forest and several well-known relics nearby. After that, the secret meeting officially came to an end.

When Mr. Professor left the basement, Philosopher said sincerely, "Mr. Professor, if there's any information about the Specter Dust, I'll tell you directly during the meeting. Of course, if you don't want to waste time, you can give me a way to contact you."

Lucien shook his head, "If there's any information, you can tell Owl. He knows how to contact me." Although Smale might not necessarily be reliable, there was still a layer of protection between them. Furthermore, he knew Smale's true identity, so he would definitely observe him in secret.

Mercury sighed slightly, looking a bit disappointed, "Then, Mr. Professor, will you come to the meeting in two weeks?"

Under the cover of their hoods, the other apprentices all looked at Lucien.

"It depends. Maybe I'll go to the depths of Melzer Black Forest, or maybe it's a critical time for my magic experiment. Nobody knows what will happen in two weeks." Lucien decided to make it a random decision.

"At least he didn't turn us down directly!" Mercury and the other apprentices comforted themselves. They were worried that without the temptation of Arcana, the mysterious Mr. Professor would not come again.

Lucien's harvest this time was not only in magic applications, but also in material objects, especially the set of magic experiment utensils, which was the heaviest. Fortunately, Lucien had been practicing for a long time, and his strength had increased a lot compared to before. Otherwise, he would have lost his composure and forgotten to be vigilant when he was climbing the ladder out of the basement.

After leaving the basement, Smail communicated with his magic pet, the owl Doro, through telepathy. Seeing that Doro was shaking, Smail signaled Lucien and the other apprentices to leave.

The night was dark, like a piece of cloth dyed black. Lucien randomly chose a direction that was completely different from the others and walked quickly in the familiar slum area, taking many turns here and there.

When he came to a spacious area, Lucien suddenly stopped and said coldly, "Sir, come out. Don't follow me anymore."

Silence. It was still dark silence.

"I've found you. Don't hide anymore. You don't have to follow me. Just ask me face to face." Lucien was releasing a horrible air of coldness, as if he was about to cast a powerful spell.

As a matter of fact, Lucien did not find anything. He was just being careful and using the trick that evil sorcerers used to bluff. After all, Mercury, White Honey and the other apprentices all had sorcerers behind them.

In the silent darkness, when Lucien was about to go back home, a crow flew up from the top of a tree in front of him and left in another direction. It seemed that the crow was disturbed by Lucien's voice.

Lucien was not sure if he was really being followed by someone's magic pet or summoned creature, or if he just happened to startle the crow. Anyway, he was quite satisfied with the result. So, he shook his head and pretended to be wise. "This is really …"

Lucien restrained the air of the Ice Revenger and quickly walked into a street full of forks in the slum area. If he was not familiar with this area, he would definitely get lost.

Spreading out his spiritual power, Lucien kept turning in the forks. When he finally left at an exit, Lucien still did not find anything, so he went back to his house.

This was already the best Lucien could do.

When he returned to his house, nothing happened. Lucien was finally relieved.

… …

A week later, in the middle of the night, in Lucien's house, there was a big dark hole in the small kitchen, where there was a stove and a pot.

It was a three-meter-long, two-and-a-half-meter-wide basement. Lucien had spent every night in the past seven days to build it with the magic circle of Small Petrification to Mud. The walls of the basement were made of hard stone, and there was a small magic circle on top of it to eliminate echoes. In case someone entered his house and walked into the basement by chance, they would know that the basement was empty from the sound of their footsteps.

In the basement, Lucien stepped on a stool and held a silver dagger with magic runes engraved on it. He concentrated his spiritual power and pushed the dagger to draw straight lines on the wall above him.

This was a pure silver dagger that Lucien got from a secret party. It was used to draw magic circles on the wall, and it was part of the magic experiment utensils.

As more and more lines were drawn, the outline of the magic circle gradually took shape. It was a small, complicated magic circle that could conceal magic waves.

Originally, Wave Removal was a third-circle spell. However, because of its wide application, it was simplified into a small, weakening magic circle that even apprentices could use. Wave Removal, Wave Removal, Wave Removal, Wave Removal were the four magic circles that Lucien could use right now. The rest were apprentice-level magic circles, which were called magic traps.

After finishing the magic circle, Lucien took out a bag of black, odorless powder. He picked it up with the silver dagger and smeared it on the magic lines.

The powder was very strange. No matter what it touched, it would stick together very quickly. It was made of a kind of magic plant called Black Top Vine.

After smearing the magic circle, Lucien took out some mercury and carefully poured it on the magic circle. Drops of silver-gray liquid were attracted by the powder and stuck to the lines. Instantly, the whole magic circle was covered with silver-gray lines, shining in a strange light.

After putting some other materials in the right places, Lucien pressed the core of the magic circle with his hand and spread out his spiritual power, activating the magic circle.

The silver-gray lines lit up bit by bit, and the whole magic circle shone brightly. Then, it melted into the stone wall, and the lines and light could no longer be seen.

Lucien walked down from the chair, feeling a bit exhausted. Drawing a magic circle consumed a lot of spiritual power, which equaled to casting four or five unofficial spells. After ten days, when the power of the materials used up, the magic circle would have to be replaced.

If he wanted to last longer, he had to maintain the magic circle with his spiritual power all the time, or change to an official magic circle with a complicated structure that could slowly and automatically recover power, such as the one in Ice Avenger, or find something that contained more magic power, such as the core of a magic creature, which could be fur, horns, eyes, or blood.

"Finally, the magic lab is ready."

Sitting on the stool, Lucien recovered himself. Because this was the magic circle to eliminate waves, it needed to be deployed last. The other magic circles and magic traps had been completed late last night and in the middle of the night before.

After resting for a while, Lucien put his experiment utensils on the long stone table one by one, which was made by the reverse use of Mud to Mud, completing the last step of the magic lab.

Looking at the crystal glass products and the delicate stove, Lucien nodded in satisfaction. He walked back to his cabin through the stone stairs and activated the magic circle for Mechanism Creation, sealing the entrance.

Looking from the outside, there was nothing unusual.

"In the future, I can do some less intense magic experiments and spellcasting exercises."

Lucien went back to his bed and tried to get some sleep, because it was going to be dawn soon.

… …

"Lucien, take care of yourself." Seeing that Lucien's face was a bit pale because of staying up all night, Pieroux said with deep sympathy and concern.

Lucien smiled and shook his head, "It's just that I can't sleep."

"Right, I haven't asked you yet. What kind of musical instrument did you learn from Mr. Victor?" Pieroux's mind jumped and asked.

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