Wizard, I have a different world.

Chapter 141 The Secret of the Woman in the Painting (Please Collect)
Barbara stood in front of the table with her head down, fiddling with the hem of her skirt with her fingers, her body tense and her face anxious.

"That's the way it is..."

She knew very well who her backers were.

When Charlie was alive, he asked Carl to take care of her, so now of course she has to hold on to this man tightly.

In the past, Carl was just a wizard apprentice, but now he is a formal wizard and the official owner of the pharmacy.

As a dependent, of course one must report everything to show loyalty.

"Lance."

Karl waved at her thoughtfully:

"I understand. You can go down now. Don't worry about it. Just work as usual."

"Yes." Barbara breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and stepped back.

Seeing Barbara close the door, Carl thought for a moment, took out a piece of magic paper and wrote a line of words on it.

This paper is made of some special material that can pass through the astral realm and communicate with people within a certain distance.

of course,

To use this function, one needs to have the ability to communicate with the astral world, which means one must be a formal wizard.

Similar items include communication stones and other items.

In short, only when you become an official wizard, the door to the wizarding world is truly open.

"Lance?"

Ink appeared on the paper, and the characters appeared one by one.

"His family is very powerful in the Six Ring Tower. He made a mistake this time and was punished to come to the Magic Forest."

Omar replied quickly:

"I heard that the mistake he made was very serious. If it were someone else, they would definitely be expelled from the tower or even have their souls wiped out. But he only stayed here for ten years."

"Ten years later, he will definitely go back, so it's best not to provoke him."

Carl raised an eyebrow.

Anyone who comes here has to stay for thirty years unless they are advanced wizards. How come Lance only stayed for ten years?

You know, the number of places to go back each time is limited. If he goes back ten years later, it means that some people can't go back.

"Wizard Gould is Lance's blood relative." I thought that was the end of it, but Omar added:
"The instructor said that this person is more protective of his shortcomings."

Gould!
The wizard who came over from Kalim Continent this year is a mid-level wizard, majoring in astral witchcraft.

Carl shook his head and wrote:
"How is your practice progress?"

"Very slow!" Omar seemed to like this way of contacting and talked more than usual:

"Once I leave the range of the wizard tower, it becomes very difficult to perceive the astral realm. The knowledge of the first ring of witchcraft is also relatively complicated. According to my current practice progress, I am afraid that I will never become a late-stage wizard in this lifetime."

"correct!"

"I will send you a catalog of courses taught by the wizards in the tower, which also includes Senior Vulcan's courses."

As he spoke, a file was sent over.

It contains the weekly teaching time, fee schedule, and witchcraft courses taught by the Tower Wizard.

The pursuit of knowledge and power is a complex and lengthy process, and it is certainly not possible to rely on one person's hard thinking alone.

Learning from others' experiences can also help you master the relevant knowledge faster and better.

Carl doesn't intend to be unique in this regard. He still needs to attend some classes, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the growth of his strength.

Most wizards in the tower teach classes, firstly to earn magic stones, and secondly as a mandatory requirement.

An ordinary wizard gets one magic stone for three lessons.

Vulcan Wizard charges one magic stone for each class, and each class must have more than five students before it can start.

Out of the seven days in a week, Wizard Vulkan only has classes on two of them, while the others have more.

"In addition to the courses taught by my instructor, I plan to attend Wizard Daniel's class on the theoretical knowledge of the Wizard Tower."

Omar wrote:

"With a wizard tower, we can practice faster."

Wizard tower?
Carl nodded:

"I will also go and listen. Besides, Wizard June's potion and mineral classes will be very helpful to me."

"Envy. I get too few magic stones and have no other income. I don't plan to take other classes for the time being." Omar replied:
"Maybe……"

"I should consider finding someone to work with to build a wizard tower."

Building a simplest wizard tower would cost tens of thousands of magic stones, which she obviously could not afford alone.

Finding a partner is undoubtedly a shortcut.

of course,

It requires someone you can absolutely trust.

"It's still early."

Carl did not follow up on this topic and wrote:
"I'm going to Kalim Continent in ten years. Even if I want to build a wizard tower, I'll consider it after I get there."

"And I heard that there is a business of renting wizard towers over there."

Omar did not reply.

Carl smiled and put away the magic paper.

He wanted to build a magic tower, not for sensing the astral world, but to facilitate research on witchcraft and increase his own strength.

but……

Closing the lid definitely won't work. He has too many secrets and it's impossible for him to share his private space with others.

Moreover, he had no plans to go to the Karim Continent in the next ten or twenty years, so there was no need to have a more complicated relationship with Omar.

“It’s time to open the blind box.”

Muttering softly, Carl touched the space pendant hanging on his chest. The space in front of him shook, and a rectangular object covered with black cloth emerged out of thin air.

The woman in the painting—Gina!
This high-level magic item comes from Adolf's legacy, and 'she' herself seems to be hiding some secrets.

Lifting the black cloth, the woman in the painting, who looked like she had just woken up, rubbed her sore eyes and stretched.

"I felt like I slept for a very long time and had a beautiful dream about love."

"Wake up."

Carl said:
"You are not a complete living being, so you can't dream. Don't deceive yourself."

"Master..." Gina complained:
"Don't be such a killjoy."

"Okay." Carl waved his hand:
"Now that I am a formal wizard, I should be able to know the secrets hidden in you, right?"

"Oh!" Gina's face turned serious:
"I never thought that after so many masters, you would be the one to uncover this secret."

"Please put your hands on the frame."

Carl examined the woman in the painting, cast a spell to confirm it again, and then slowly placed his hand on the frame.

Ok?
His eyes moved slightly.

He had held a picture frame before, but this time was different. As a wizard, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Storage space?"

His mental power moved slightly, and the woman Gina in the painting in front of him smiled sweetly and performed an ancient etiquette.

Then the figure turned into nothingness, and the picture turned into a space passage leading to an unknown place.

Carl narrowed his eyes.

After a brief hesitation, he did not rush in, but put away the painting frame and walked towards the market outside.

Shortly after.

He opened the picture frame again, took out a clay puppet, and controlled the puppet to move towards the passage.

The mental power is attached to the puppet and can see everything inside.

The spider-shaped puppet was very flexible. It crawled through a short passage and came to a space of several dozen square meters.

Sent!

Carl's eyes lit up.

Things with storage space are already very rare, and a space of dozens of square meters can be considered a good inherited magical weapon.

Not to mention the things inside, just these storage spaces are valuable.

"The woman in the painting has been passed down in the Eastern Kingdom for hundreds of years and has changed countless owners. There is actually such a large space inside. I hope the real secret hidden in it will not disappoint me!"

Theoretically speaking, the things placed in the space are the real treasures.

"Kachacha..."

The spider's legs continued to crawl and stopped in the middle of the space.

There are two platforms here, and there is an object placed on each platform.

On one of the platforms was a book that was seven fingers thick, and on the other platform was a black bead.

"Da da……"

The spider climbed up the platform, came to the book and opened the cover with great effort, and a strange picture came into view.

"Ok?"

Carl raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wizarding knowledge often uses complex patterns and designs, especially illusion and star magic.

This is normal.

But this picture is different.

"Gods!"

Other wizards may not be able to see it, but Carl, the master of the fragments of the divine domain, can see at a glance that these complex patterns hide the symbol of a god. If you look at them for a long time, you are likely to be transformed into a believer of "Him", and your soul and body may be occupied by the god at any time.

"Da da……"

The spider paused for a moment and did not continue flipping through the book. Instead, it continued crawling towards another platform.

The moment the spider's legs touched the black bead, an inconspicuous light flashed from inside the bead.

"My chosen successor, after countless years, you have finally come here under the guidance of fate."

In the void, the sound of an aria rang out:
"I will be your follower, mentor, and companion, and guide you on the ultimate path of a wizard..."

"puff!"

The spider's abdomen opened and spurted out a ball of silk, wrapping the black bead and interrupting its chant.

"Don't!"

The voice inside the bead immediately became chaotic:
"Don't do it. I am the third-ring wizard Webster, with a complete fourth-level bloodline wizard heritage. I can help you become a second-ring, third-ring, or even a fourth-ring wizard. I also know many ancient secrets. I know the coordinates of an alien world and the locations of two half-planes. Don't..."

"puff!"

"Pfft!"

The spider silk continued to spew out, wrapping the black beads and eventually turning into a silk sac the size of a baby's fist.

As for the sound…

Never heard of again.

"If I hadn't experienced what happened with the Grey Wizard Addison, I might have believed you."

Carl muttered quietly.

This bead is an item used to store soul fragments, and many sealing spells have been cast on it to prevent the invasion of time.

In Addison's memory, there is a similar method.

However, this wizard who calls himself Webster is obviously more powerful than Addison, and it is very likely that he is really a three-ring wizard.

Even stronger!

but,
so what?

The patterns on the book hide hidden intentions, and this person's words are full of temptation. I'm afraid he has evil intentions.

Just to be on the safe side, it’s better to seal it off directly.

After discovering that the books contained "gods", Carl had made up his mind not to have too much contact with them.

soon.

The puppet spider came to Carl carrying a book and a silk sac, and then collapsed to the ground.

"The clay puppet is indeed useless. It's broken so quickly."

Shaking his head, Carl picked up the two things on the ground, thought about it, turned around and walked into the fragments of the divine realm.

Then he passed through the fragments of the divine realm and came to another world.

Manipulate earth and rocks!

Petrification!
He casually gathered some soil and turned it into a simple small sarcophagus, and stuffed the silk sac into it.

Then he summoned the magic flying carpet and headed straight for the endless sea.

Two hours later.

Above the vast ocean, Carl took out the sarcophagus, shrugged, and threw the thing down.

"Pfft!"

The sarcophagus sank into the sea and disappeared.

"Seawater will corrode rocks. I believe it won't take tens of thousands of years for you to escape. I hope you'll still be here by then."

"or……"

Carl muttered quietly:
"When I can truly master the secrets of the gods, I will come and take a look when I remember this. I wonder if I will still remember the location by then?"

The magic carpet folded in mid-air and flew towards Rapid City.

…………

"Gina!"

Carl looked at the woman in the painting with a gloomy look in his eyes:
"Should I believe you?"

"Master, everything I have belongs to you." The woman in the painting was still smiling, and seemed to know nothing about what had just happened. She bowed and replied:

"Including life." "..." Carl shook his head:
"never mind!"

Gina has no real life, she is just a soul imprisoned by this demonized object.

Moreover, she is a soul whose independent consciousness has been erased, and she is not aware of the secrets hidden deep in the picture frame.

Without a means to replace the soul fragment, destroying her would be equivalent to destroying the enchanted item.

Coming to the study, Carl took out the thick book.

There is something wrong with the pattern on the book, but there is nothing wrong with the book itself, and there is no evil aura at all.

Otherwise, the fragments of the divine domain would definitely react.

"Webster?"

"This guy is really a high-level blood wizard!"

Carl touched his chin, and regret flashed through his mind for a moment, but it disappeared in an instant.

"He is a bloodline wizard, but he is also a believer in a god. This meditation method is directed at a certain existence."

The meditation method of ten thousand beasts!
The meditation method recorded in the book seems normal, but it actually hides the symbol of an alien god.

Mother of all spirits!

Lord of all things!

……

This is the honorific title of the deity.

"The patterns are problematic, the meditation method is problematic, and even some of the witchcraft is abnormal. This book is full of traps. If you don't have enough understanding of the gods, even a third-ring wizard is likely to be deceived by it."

Carl pondered:
"Using wizard methods as a cover to develop their own followers, no... here they are called apostles."

"This being with the honorific title 'Mother of All Spirits' does not follow the path of an ordinary person, but harvests the strong."

The soul of a legendary knight is comparable to that of tens of thousands of ordinary people.

And the wizard,
Stronger than the legendary knight!
If one could harvest the souls of three-ring or even four-ring wizards, the benefits would be no less than those of tens of millions of ordinary people.

"call……"

Carl shook his head slightly:

"The path of a wizard is indeed full of thorns. If you are not careful, you may end up on a path of no return."

"but……"

“This book is not without use!”

Meditation cannot be practiced, but some of the witchcraft and things that assist in practice are real.

such as,

Blood pill!
"Blood pills can increase the degree of blood fusion, animal language can be used to communicate with certain wild beasts, and soul seals can even control alien species..."

“These are all good stuff!”

"If it weren't related to the gods, this inheritance would be directly at the fourth level and would definitely be a priceless treasure."

"pity!"

Karl muttered softly, and sighed helplessly:
"Blood pill refining is too complicated. It is impossible for me to refine it with my current skills. It seems that I can't give up the art of alchemy."

"You have to become a first-level alchemist at least."

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A month later.

“Senior Karl!”

"Wizard Carl!"

"..."

Karl, dressed in formal attire, walked out from the backyard. Several people who were busy in the shop stopped their work and saluted him.

"Ah."

Karl nodded and glanced at everyone:

"Lance isn't here?"

"Is today his day off?"

"Senior." Sassoon lowered his head and said:
"Lance said he had some things to take care of, so he'll be out for a while and will be back soon."

A moment?
I'm afraid I won't be able to come back today.

Karl nodded, but he had no intention of asking further questions. After all, as the person in charge of the store, he was often not seen.

"I see."

When I walked out of the store, I happened to meet my neighbor next door.

"Karl!"

"Wizard Bourne, are you going to attend the ceremony as well?"

"good."

Wizard Bourne laughed:

"Let's go together, let's go together!"

Today is the day when the Leipzig Fair is officially declared open, and all families and wizards will participate.

The ceremony was held at the former Capet family estate.

The magical witchcraft has made this place full of various flowers and green plants, and a group of wizards and wizard apprentices gathered here.

At first glance,
It seemed more like a gathering among nobles, except that there were some strange beings busying around at the party.

Such as flying fairies with elven blood, dwarves with dwarven blood, and plants that like to sing, etc.

"Last time, Wizard Bourne mentioned that if a first-level wizard has a solid foundation and understanding ability, it is possible for him to refine a second-level talisman?"

"Yes."

Wizard Bourne nodded:

"Refining talismans is different from outlining a spell model in the inner sea of ​​​​spirituality. You can draw it bit by bit."

"If you can understand second-level witchcraft, you can refine second-level talismans, but it's not cost-effective."

"Why?" Carl was puzzled:
"The refining of talismans should help me understand the second-level witchcraft."

"That's right." Wizard Bern explained:

“But there is a question of success rate.”

"If you want to refine a second-level talisman, the materials are very expensive and it takes a long time. If you spend a year or two and use a lot of precious materials, but the refining fails, isn't it a waste of money?"

"Yes." Carl smiled bitterly:
"It's not only uneconomical, it's a waste of life. The materials that can be used to refine the second-level talisman seem to have a bonus for the first-level witchcraft?"

"Yes." Wizard Bourne nodded:
"Just like my best first-level talisman 'Bone Breath', if it is refined with second-level corpse bones, its power can be similar to that of a wizard in the middle or late stage. The power of ordinary talismans is much weaker."

“Not only that!”

As he walked, he said:
"Using second-level materials can also increase the success rate of refining the talisman, but it's still not cost-effective."

Carl nodded silently.

indeed.

It is correct to use second-level materials to refine second-level talismans. It is too wasteful to refine first-level talismans.

"correct."

Wizard Bourne looked sideways:

"I have news about the matter you asked me to ask. Enid, the wizard from the Nelson family, said she can help."

"Oh!" Carl's eyes lit up:
"Thank you very much!"

"We are neighbors, and we should help each other." Wizard Bern said with a smile:
"Wizard Enid is best at refining textile-type magic items, and is particularly good at flying and transformation."

"She's over there. I'll take you there."

Carl's magic flying carpet was made by himself when he was an apprentice wizard. The materials were good, but the magic attached to it was only zero-ring magic.

Can't fly high,
It can't fly any faster.

It's okay to use it during the wizard apprentice stage, but when you become a formal wizard, the magic carpet will become a sitting duck.

But he currently does not have the strength to refine it again, so he can only entrust it to others.

Wizard Enid has a gentle temperament, like the lady next door, and was very polite to Carl's request.

“Very special material.”

Enid stroked the magic carpet with surprise in her eyes:

"Some of it is similar to the fluff of a second-level flamingo, but it's not. I... have never seen it before."

"I also got it by chance." Carl said:
"Can it be refined?"

"Okay." Enid thought for a moment and said with a smile:

"One hundred magic stones."

Ok?
This price is too low!
If the re-refined magic carpet meets Carl's requirements, it should theoretically be considered an inherited magical weapon.

One hundred magic stones?
Too low!

Carl looked at Wizard Bourne, who nodded slowly with a meaningful look in his eyes.

"Then there is Wizard Lloyd." Carl said:
"I don't have enough magic stones on hand, so I may need to use other things to make up for it. I hope you don't mind."

"It's okay." Enid chuckled.

"I believe in the credibility of the Tower."

High tower!

The reason why the other party gave him such a good deal was not because of Wizard Bourne’s introduction, but because of the six-ring tower.

It seems that having a background has many benefits.

"Ding……"

Along with the melodious sound of the harp, invisible and gentle fluctuations of spiritual power quietly swept the entire audience.

Second ring wizard!

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the center of the ceremony.

There, Krach, the second-ring wizard of the Andrew family, and Vulkan, the earth master of the tower, stood side by side.

Besides.

There were also patriarchs or representatives of the Mitchell family, the Nelson family, and the Baker family standing on it.

"In the dead of winter, a wave of beasts came. The market was able to withstand this disaster because of its unity."

Vulkan spoke slowly, his voice was not loud, but it was heard throughout the room:

"Disasters test human nature, but they also unite people. Hundreds of thousands of people in the Leipzig market need our help."

"The four major families formed an alliance and swore an oath here today, both for the market and for us..."

"Ok?"

He paused slightly and looked towards the sky, as if he had discovered something.

Carl's gaze paused on the faces of several people on the stage, and he frowned subconsciously, then turned his head to glance at Enid.

"That's not right!"

"The four major families have joined forces to manage the market. They should be happy to be the managers instead of being managed."

"But judging from the expressions of the people above, except for the Andrew family, no one else is very excited."

"Enid seems to be trying to curry favor with me. Could it be that becoming a manager is a bad thing?"

tsk...

It’s hard to say.

"Wow!"

With a cry, a goshawk descended from the sky, and in mid-air it curled up its body and turned into a human form.

Blood witchcraft?
Carl's eyes moved slightly.

Do not!
It should be a transformation mixed with blood witchcraft.

"Master of the house."

The visitor should be a member of the Andrew family. He bowed his head in front of the second-ring wizard Krach:

"Several bodies were found outside the market, they appear to be members of the Baker family."

wow...

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a great uproar in the audience.

The patriarch of the Baker family turned pale, his body was swept up by the strong wind and rushed towards the outskirts of the market.

"Daniel."

Vulkan frowned even more, and first glanced at Krach before speaking in a muffled voice:
"You go and see."

"Yes."

Daniel agreed, and he gently waved his staff. In an instant, he turned into a streak of light and flew into the distance.

The speed is much faster than that of the patriarch of the Baker family.

"Isn't this too hasty?"

"Yes, the ceremony hasn't officially started yet..."

“It’s Andrew…”

"Shh!"

A lot of noises fell into his eardrums, and Carl shook his head gently and looked away.

"It has always been a taboo to do business together. It seems that the same is true for managing a market. How can there be four owners in a market? Especially when three sheep cooperate with a wolf?"

Enid looked back at the Nelson family.

really,

Her face was filled with fear.

(End of this chapter)