Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 44 Masterpiece
The old butler's words successfully added the elements of love and death to this family ethics drama.

But, this old man himself is a collection of contradictions.

On the one hand, he couldn't bear to see the young lady suffer; on the other hand, he understood better than anyone the consequences of disobeying the orders of the head of the family.

"So, you came up with a compromise."

Ethan leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. "You know the magicians in Hearth Bay won't accept such a whimsical commission. In this way, bringing her here can also comfort myself that I have done my best."

This was human nature, and he did not intend to blame the other party. However, it seemed that this deal was doomed to fail. Although he really needed an invitation from the town, the Lao Sen Magic Scroll was in its infancy and it was the time to build its reputation. Once he completed this commission, the butler's fate might not be good.

"I understand." He nodded. "Then I should go find the next client."

"Wait!"

The old butler stopped Ethan in a cold voice. He stared at Ethan's face hidden under the ball mask, as if he wanted to see through him. "You looked very confident just now, can you do it? Just relying on a few magic scrolls? Although I don't know who you learned the elemental energy spell from, you are facing the great magician of the Astrology Society!"

Ethan pierced his thoughts.

He had watched the young lady grow up and took care of her like his own granddaughter. Naturally, he could not resist the young lady's pleading. However, he also knew that no one could help the young lady now. There was no such person in the Imperial Capital, and there was no such person in Hearth Bay either.

Until Ethan just made a boast in front of them.

Are you willing to wait until the matter is completed before accepting the reward?

This is a promise that only an extremely confident person would make, but he doesn't know where the other person's confidence comes from.

He kept a straight face and deliberately made his tone sound more vicious, "You should know the consequences of deceiving aristocrats. If you disappoint the young lady, I will find you even if it costs me my life."

"You should know what this means after it is done, right?"

Ethan was a little surprised. He needed to be reminded of the consequences of this matter.

"I have my own way. If you are worried about the reward afterwards, even if I can't come in person, I will ask someone to give it to you... Tell me, how much do you want?"

"I want an invitation to enter and leave the town."

The old butler's eyes were meaningful, and this answer was enough to explain many problems.

This elemental shaper who appeared out of nowhere is not a noble, and obviously not a graduate of the "Academy". Otherwise, if he performed well enough in school, many families would have extended olive branches to him.

He still couldn't figure out where Ethan had learned his skills, and even when he heard the title of the Grand Mage of the Astrology Society, he didn't hesitate at all.

"Can you do my job?"

Ethan's question brought the old butler back to reality. He thought for a moment and said, "It's not a difficult thing."

"In that case, let's start drawing."

"Now? Right here?"

The old butler was shocked again. In his imagination, even if the other party could produce a magic scroll that could compete with the Grand Mage, it would take a long time to draw and make. He was just about to emphasize that they only had one day, and this elite army would set off for the imperial border tomorrow evening.

"Not here, I have to go to the Energy Storage Parchment Shop to buy the basic materials first."

Ethan counted on his fingers and said, "You should need 12 magic scrolls. Nine of them are used to fight the 'evil wizard', and the other three are just right as parting gifts."

The old butler mentioned that this was an expedition from which there would be no return, and perhaps the three accompanying fireball scrolls could bring a glimmer of change to the fate of the client's sweetheart.

"I would like to visit your workshop?"

"of course can."

……

Heisenberg is a powerful elemental shaper.

The old butler kept hypnotizing himself along the way, he had already made up his mind to negotiate this commission. But...

Heisenberg went into an ordinary energy-storage parchment store and bought 12 of the cheapest energy-storage parchments right in front of him.

However, this should not be a problem. The more powerful the extraordinary being, the more natural their control over magic power will be.

He once visited the most famous magic scroll factory in the imperial capital, where the best painters on the continent gathered. The real masters were the most low-key.

Once again, the old butler found a reason for the man's suspicious behavior.

However, when Ethan bought the scroll and got off the boat, he found an open space on the beach and sat down on the ground. He couldn't hold back any more, "Are we... going to draw here?"

Those true masters all have their own drawing workshops, which are filled with various sophisticated drawing tools.

There are sophisticated measuring instruments in the workshop, which are used to observe the trajectory of the flow of magic power and guide it to form patterns on the energy-storing parchment. True master-level drawing is an extremely precise craft that requires unparalleled control over magic power. Any tiny mistake will reduce the quality of the magic scroll.

However, Ethan just sat on the beach, sketching facing the sea like a painter.

This kind of magic scroll artist is definitely the type who would be kicked out of the factory by the master during his apprenticeship.

Maybe……

Heisenberg mastered some unknown drawing techniques. After all, his magic was related to the elements, and facing the sea allowed him to communicate with nature more closely.

The old housekeeper racked his brains to find redress for Ethan, but it was not easy.

Especially since it only took about ten minutes to make 12 scrolls.

There is no artist in the world who would treat his work so carelessly!
The string of reason in the butler's mind roared. From the moment this man bought the low-grade energy-storing parchment, there was nothing about him that acted like a professional.

but……

but!

The man called himself Heisenberg, and at least the name sounded professional.

The butler really couldn't think of any excuse to make up for it, so he could only talk nonsense in his mind. Under his gaze, Ethan had already begun to instruct the young lady step by step on how to use the 12 scrolls.

"It's very simple. If the 'evil magician' chases you, activate three ice arrow scrolls at the same time. In addition, these three are fire...elemental energy scrolls. When you meet your sweetheart, give these three scrolls to him and tell him to use all three together when he encounters danger in the future."

The little girl listened very carefully, and her eyes finally regained their luster.

It is indeed very simple. Even a young lady who has never been exposed to elemental magic can understand it easily.

It's just a little too simple. The old butler has never heard of anyone introducing a magic scroll in this way.

First of all, any magic scroll corresponds to the name of a certain spell. The higher the level of the magic, the more difficult it is to draw, and the price will rise accordingly.

The buyer needs to know the name of the spell and then activate the magic scroll according to the situation.

This is the correct tutorial for using the magic scroll!

The old butler waited until Ethan finished his introduction before asking, "Did you forget to introduce the corresponding spells of these magic scrolls?"

If one wants to compete with the Grand Mage of the Astrology Society, one needs high-level spells of at least level four to have even a glimmer of hope.

"Technically, these are Frostbolt and Fireball."

"……What?"

"These 9 are Frostbolts, and these 3 are Fireballs."

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