I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 220: Shit-smelling Chocolate
What?! It's this guy?!

The moment Wilson saw Ron, it was as if he saw a piece of dog poop, and his expression was complicated and hard to read.

He felt somewhat ashamed and embarrassed, and with a cold snort, he was about to leave behind the three golden lions and quickly depart.

A person may be poor, but their spirit may remain strong.

But just then, the shop manager of the wind chime shop suddenly called out to him.

"Wait, you know each other? If you do, that makes things easier. The divination fee is just one silver eagle."

Wilson paused, glanced at Ron with a complicated expression, nodded reservedly, then picked up the golden lion from the divination table again, leaving behind a silver eagle.

The body is honest, isn't it?
Upon seeing this, Ron greeted them without even realizing it.

"Hey, how's Wilson doing lately?"

He believed that Wilson, who had been trained by him, would definitely unleash amazing potential in his academic performance.

"It's alright. If the Holy See hadn't raised the tithe, people don't have many choices in life, and they can only choose one faith."

Wilson shrugged, then waved his hand and said:

"Take care, Ron. If things continue like this, our family may have to move away from the capital."

"Actually, sometimes I'm quite envious of you."

He didn't say anything more, only leaving Ron with a lonely silhouette.

What tax?

The boy, who had only been successful for a month, scratched his head, not immediately grasping the implied meaning in Wilson's words.

"It's the tithe. This tax must be paid in any area under the jurisdiction of the Papacy. Strictly speaking, it is all dedicated to the Holy Light."

"However, the Vatican has raised taxes to 30% in the past two days. With the Kingdom's 20% added on, many people are struggling to make ends meet."

At this moment, Ms. Wind Chime put down her white glazed teacup with a gold rim and explained briefly:
“I remember reading in historical records that more than 1,300 years ago, everything was in chaos and no one could guarantee they would live to see tomorrow.”

“Divine protection is inevitable, but the situation at the time was special; the gods seemed to be isolated by some kind of force.”

"Therefore, the original purpose of the tithe was to establish a connection with the divine. Whether you were rich or poor, as long as you offered one-tenth of your income to the Holy Light, you would receive protection."

"And the accumulation of wealth can lead to improvements in military equipment and combat capabilities, which is generally a virtuous cycle, but things have changed today."

Fengling snorted coldly, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

Is this why the ancestral laws are immutable?

Ron was somewhat at a loss. He had always felt that the development of the Kingdom of Oran was far too slow, largely due to its rigid system.

What belongs to the kingdom belongs to the kingdom, what belongs to the papacy belongs to the papacy, what belongs to the magistrate belongs to the magistrate, and what belongs to the enlightened god belongs to the enlightened god.
"Madam, you paid three times the normal tax rate?"

"How could that be? But the Vatican did send people to collect it, though I beat them up."

Is beating him up okay?

Normally, shouldn't we use the wisdom of a mage to solve this? Why are we resorting to fists?
Ron's lips twitched, feeling that Olivia's crooked ways were almost leading the Stardust Society astray.

As he pondered this, he suddenly sighed and sat down on a chair at the wind chime fortune-telling stall.

Victor's restaurant was already operating on a low-profit, high-volume model, and with 50% taxes and costs factored in, it's probably going to be struggling now.
If they moved away from the capital, Wilson would not only have to leave his beloved senior, but Boss Victor would also have to start a business again in an unfamiliar environment. Just thinking about the difficulties involved made Ron's scalp tingle.

This is not the rule-of-law society of the past. Even in Chenxi Alley, there are drunkards, hooligans, and a considerable number of thieves.

Just then, Ron suddenly saw a cup of herbal tea being pushed across the table.

"You came here to find some new magic?"

Upon hearing this, the blond boy glanced at the love fortune-telling sign and said, "Can't I come and have my love fortune told?"

"Pfft, don't joke around. I can tell you're a virgin at a glance, let alone love."

A sneer suddenly rang out, making Ron feel a pang of bitterness in his heart.

He quickly composed himself, didn't respond, and explained the purpose of his visit.

Teleportation magic, or more precisely, a powerful, highly concealed, and fast-casting teleportation spell.

There are probably many mages within the Stardust Teleportation Society, but none of them can meet the requirements to ambush legendary powerhouses.

Even Olivia didn't have that confidence.

"Teleportation? You're really giving me a hard time. Come inside and we'll talk."

Fengling sighed, pulled Ron into the shop, and then rummaged around under the counter.

As a magic talent whom even the president of the Stardust Guild relied on, she quickly found thirteen brand-new magic scrolls under the counter.

"Most spatial teleportation is aimed at traversing long distances and saving time."

"Therefore, stability is paramount. This type of spell requires a long time to cast, so don't count on it; it definitely won't meet your requirements."

As soon as Fengling finished speaking, she picked out the four spell scrolls and put them aside.

"Small-scale spatial teleportation is for dealing with enemies, allowing for rapid movement within a small area and quick flashes."

"Although this kind of magic is fast to cast and consumes little energy, its range is not ideal, and this type of teleportation can only affect the caster himself."

After saying that, Lady Wind Chime picked out five more spell scrolls and placed them on the other side.

"So, the rest are usable?"

Seeing that there were still four spell scrolls left on the counter, Ron asked with a hint of surprise.

"No no no."

Hearing this, Fengling shook her head and continued:
"In addition to the two methods mentioned above, there is another method of transmission that was widely used for cargo transportation in ancient times."

"The teleportation process is relatively stable, but its only drawback is that it takes a lot of time to set up the magic array, and it is easy to spot."

As she spoke, Lady Wind Chime took away the three spell scrolls, leaving only one scroll behind.

Looking at the only remaining survivor, Ron could already predict what the woman in front of him was about to say.

Sure enough, the moment the thought crossed his mind, a warm smile spread across Ms. Wind Chime's face, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"Young virgin, look carefully!"

"This is a magic technique I developed exclusively. It combines the advantages of all teleportation spells. It not only has a millisecond-level response time, but also a stable teleportation process, is discreetly set up, consumes little energy, and can teleport a very long distance."

This!
This is absolutely perfect, no, it should be called the most perfect teleportation spell in the world!
Ron's deep blue eyes brightened slightly, and he quickly tore open the scroll and scanned it.

But just then, he suddenly heard Ms. Wind Chime's tone change, becoming a little embarrassed.

"However, this spell also has its flaws. Although I have tried my best to perfect it, I have not been able to truly solve them even after many years of effort."

Is it defective?
What flaws could such a perfect spell possibly have?
Even if using it would turn him into feces for three days, Ron accepted it.

What are its flaws?

"Uh, the teleportation process is entirely random; there's no way to select a destination."

(End of this chapter)