Constructing-Style Wizard

Erica turned her head to look at Noland Lee, who was closing the door, a smile bloomed on her face, and she gestured for him to keep quiet.

Noland Lee knew that Erica wanted to catch Jenny red-handed.

He wisely chose to remain silent.

He put down the exercise book, bowed and silently recited “Leave the Court of Silence”. His movements were smooth and seamless, without making a sound.

Just as the blue mist was about to return his consciousness to his body, Noland Lee saw Jenny carefully pushing the door open, followed by a scream and a cold snort from Professor Erica.

“Squeak…”

“Ah! Sister, why are you here? Aren’t you in class?”

“Hmph, Jenny, come here. I’ve been waiting for you.”

In the hotel suite on the magic ship.

Noland Lee opened his eyes facing the sea, a smile full of schadenfreude on his lips.

He pulled open the bedroom door and said to Denise Green, who was resting in the living room reading a book:

“I’ve finished class. Let’s go to the shipboard town’s market.”

“Great~” Denise Green collected her books, bounced up from the sofa, expertly hooked Noland Lee’s arm:

“I want to go to the tailor’s shop. Let’s buy some heat-resistant and temperature-controlled magic fabric and make some clothes for our stay in the Suman Archipelago.”

“Sure. Oh, right, we also have to sell the Life Elixir.” Noland Lee took Denise Green out with him.

The two left the hotel and arrived at the bustling market area.

There were many passengers on this magic ship, estimated to be around two thousand people.

A small portion were ordinary people protected by armed guards, while the majority were Extraordinaries or wizards with special abilities.

These people were eager to travel the world or conduct trans-regional business.

They boarded the magic ship that could sail through various sea areas and would return to where they came from after circling the world.

A small number of these people were not passengers but shopkeepers in the marketplace, backed by powerful and well-funded Extraordinary Forces (or Non-ordinary Forces).

Selling a large number of Life Elixirs to these shops could result in acquiring cash on the spot.

Noland Lee and Denise Green went around the market area, choosing a suitable buyer, and finally settled on a magic potion shop called “Green Herb Ointment”.

As Noland Lee opened the front door of the shop, he saw the narrow space filled with bottles and jars.

Facing the back of the shop filled with glass bottles and placed on long tables and storage shelves, they saw the lady boss at the back reading a book.

She was a white-haired witch who seemed to be a bit old, but her facial skin was well maintained.

There were hardly any visible fine lines on her forehead, and she had the unique charm of a mature woman.

She pushed up her glasses, adorned with green leaves on the bridge of her nose, looked up, revealed her delicate but slightly aged face, and spoke in the magnetic voice unique to middle-aged witches:

“Oh, welcome. What do you need? The labels on the glass bottles state the effects and prices of their contents. After you take the glass bottles, just put the gold coins on the table by the door, and my magic servant will give you your change.”

Noland Lee stretched out his hand towards Denise Green, who quickly understood and handed him a briefcase.

Noland Lee placed the briefcase on the counter and smiled gently:

“My lady, excuse me. We need to find the right buyer for 85,000 Life Elixirs produced by Tatis. Each Life Elixir is of standard size and has a healing effect comparable to that of a small healing mushroom.”

The lady boss was stunned and asked:

“85,000 Life Elixirs?”

“Yes, 85,000.”

After receiving confirmation from Noland Lee, the lady boss suddenly showed more enthusiasm than expected:

“Warm welcome, welcome, please have a seat.”

She stood up excitedly with slightly trembling fingers, opened the barrier of the counter, and invited Noland Lee and his companion to sit at the square table behind her.

Facing her enthusiasm, Noland Lee and Denise Green looked at each other and thought it was a bit strange.

85,000 Life Elixirs might sound like a lot, but their total value was only 8,500 gold coins. This amount might be significant to ordinary wizards, but for a shopkeeper, it shouldn’t be that important… right?

The lady boss saw the confusion on their faces.

She snapped her fingers, controlling the magic tea set to bring hot tea to the table, then rubbed her hands together and explained:

“You probably don’t know yet. The production of healing mushrooms has encountered some problems. The underground fungi people, who are responsible for producing and selling these mushrooms, have been attacked by the Greyrock Dwarves and underground demons. The war between the two sides has been ongoing since last month and shows no sign of stopping. Healing mushrooms have a large production volume and are easy to cultivate, but they can only be produced in the fungi people’s cavern.”

The lady boss spread her hands and smiled helplessly:

“So, healing mushrooms are on the verge of being sold out. Extraordinaries on land either have to spend a lot of money on expensive Life Elixirs for quick injury recovery, or they have to use hundred-fold diluted Pure Light Holy Water as battle healing potions.”

The lady boss raised one finger:

“In the past, Life Elixirs could only be sold at this price.”

She extended two more fingers:

“Now, their price has doubled, three times as much as before.”

“Wow…” Denise Green happily hugged Noland Lee’s arm, gently twisting her body.

Noland Lee raised his hand and placed it on her back to calm her, then looked at the lady boss and asked: