I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 191 Midsummer (End of Academy Arc)
Whether it's due to his bloodline or simply a matter of being naturally strong, Pete's innate strength and physique are simply outrageous.

His impressive natural fire resistance and stamina make him an exceptionally useful assistant; tasks that are difficult for him to handle are as easy as drinking water for him.

Although this guy's natural strength is 19, my strength is also as high as 18 when I wear that strength belt. How come the difference is so big?

Could it really be as Man Shi said, that natural muscles and magically enhanced power are completely incomparable?

Once the molten iron was completely poured into the ingot mold, DuPont stopped pressing down on the lever, and the hinge began to slowly rise.

At the same time, the senior students on the other casting tables had finished casting. A dwarf wearing a black and gold robe with a hammer and shield engraved on it came to the ten ingot molds and sang a powerful song with his apprentices.

"The iron hammer chisels the stone and shakes the mountain."

"Sparks flew like starlight!"

"Moradin's hands are forged from fine steel~"

"The Dwarf King who will live forever!"

As the dwarf priest's hymn grew louder, the red-hot ingot mold quickly faded, making DuPont scratch his head in dismay.

This is a secret manual unique to Pastor Moradin; you can't learn it if you don't believe in it.

There are far too many things in the fantasy world that defy the laws of physics.

As the dwarven priest finished his hymn of praise, which lasted less than five minutes, the mold had completely cooled down. DuPont and Pete, one on each side, unscrewed the two huge screws. With the removed mold slapped onto the prepared mound of earth, the three-meter-tall iron golem was completely cast.

Your Golem skill experience has increased.

Your armor crafting skill has increased; it is currently at the intermediate level.

Your engineering experience has increased; you are currently at the advanced level.

You can try making your own clay golems, flesh golems, and grave golems.

As they were the first group to open the ingot mold, the Fireforging Master came over to take a look and nodded: "Not bad, lads. Keep up the good work. Once your Golem Studies reach an advanced level, you can try to learn how to give them the ability to come alive."

DuPont wiped his sweat, tossed Pete a bottle of honey water, and then uncorked himself and drank it all in one gulp.

He has now mastered the recipe and casting techniques for the Iron Golem, but he is still far from mastering the most crucial aspects: casting the Iron Golem core and imbuing it with life-giving abilities.

This has nothing to do with his skill level, but rather with his spellcasting level not keeping up.

These two techniques can only be attempted by fifth-ring mages, and only sixth-ring mages have a high probability of success. With his current level, he is completely unqualified.

Of course, there's another problem: this thing is too expensive.

I didn't know before, but the fixed materials alone cost 5000 gold coins, and I also need 1000 gold worth of alchemical potion to improve the iron block's flexibility. To maintain the gem core's output for a long time, I need a high-grade one worth around 1,000 gold coins. The matching forging table and ingot mold also cost 2,000 gold coins, not to mention the 5000 experience points required to make this thing.

This is something only a very large and wealthy family can afford to play with.

If I'm not mistaken, Lavoisier had at least 300 Iron Golems and two Legendary Golems when he went out, but only 160 of them returned, a loss of nearly half. All of this was just to get 10 gold coins.

DuPont felt this was utterly absurd.

As a legendary mage, it's impossible that he can't even figure out this simple thing. How could his relationship with Lavoisier be so close that it's worth the other party losing nearly half of his fortune to save face for him?
Not to mention that terrifying portal, nearly a hundred meters long. To support such a massive output, let alone mental energy, even the gems needed to stabilize the output would cost tens of thousands of gold coins. After all, that's a world thousands of meters underground. To teleport there accurately and stably is no simpler than teleporting to another world. It must be a 9th-circle magic portal to accommodate it.

There are probably things going on behind the scenes that I'm unaware of.

However, since no one was talking to him, DuPont was too lazy to bother thinking about it and started thinking about going to the mentor mage tower this weekend.

Next week's final exam consists of four second-circle spells, and he has already passed the third-circle test. He's not going to the exam, so does that fat Benjamin dare to fail him?
However, my mentor is not very stable. When we met at the end of last month, she said that she often has to go out on missions. When I get there, I will probably have to study on my own. If I get tired of staying there, I can go to her jurisdiction and help with some things.

The paladin couldn't help but feel a little smug; it seemed that tattling to his mother had its uses after all.

This is Harua, our human territory. You foreign elves may be guests, but you should at least have some self-awareness, okay?
What angered her was that at the dinner party hosted by DuPont for his friends, the shameless fairy princess looked surprised and said that she also wanted to go there to visit and enjoy the southern sea view. This made her so angry that she only ate three bowls of rice and left.

If it weren't for the fact that she had already seen results in Beer Town but still couldn't let go of the past, she really wanted to use her connections to return to her mother's territory and make that sweet-faced but cunning elf back down!

DuPont was naturally aware of what was happening around him, but as a kind and honest man, he decided to pretend he knew nothing.

As a 14-year-old, it's perfectly reasonable for me to prefer these cool giants like the Golem Project, right? As for romance and love, I don't understand any of that, and I certainly can't comprehend your power struggles.

Girls are such a hassle.

He resigned from his deacon position at the church, which was a great pity to the church members: although the expense of 25 gold coins was not cheap, it was a real bargain to be able to hire DuPont, a little guy with unlimited potential, for that amount of money.

Even Dorothy, the person in charge of this matter, has been quite prominent lately, speaking with increasing authority in church and already showing signs of becoming a third party.

And whether it was just her imagination or not, as her one-on-one guidance with DuPont became more in-depth and subtle, the pastor even vaguely felt that her prayers were becoming smoother, and she could easily interpret many instructions that she couldn't understand before.

Even the high priest in charge of the goddess ceremony agreed, saying that Dorothy, this excellent priestess, may have had an epiphany and probably understood the core of the lady's doctrine.

“Those doctrines? I haven’t had the time to study those lately,” Dorothy mumbled indistinctly, continuing her careful tutoring.

DuPont is leaving tomorrow, and we probably won't see each other again until before autumn. She's going to have a big meal today.

I've even prepared a +4 Constitution belt. With this, I can avoid having my focus interrupted and definitely won't let DuPont win as easily as last time!
With the completion of the academy's graduation exams, the once bustling academy has become a ghost town, except for a few staff members who remain on duty. This has given the two of them many more opportunities for entertainment.

DuPont leaned against a tree, gently stroking the female priest's soft blonde hair: "So whether a priest becomes a priest in a magical church has nothing to do with its doctrine? That's ridiculous..."

"The Great Sage is just a third-level priest, isn't he the lady's chosen one? And doctrines are things written by people. Those devout young men might be able to win a lady's favor in this way, but for a priest who has already seen a lot, to think he can win a lady's favor with something that can't even fool himself? That's underestimating her too much."

"Oh?" DuPont was somewhat surprised, but at this moment the female pastor was already leaning against a green willow tree, her eyes showing provocation: "Want to know the answer? Then you'd better work hard."

"You still dare to play the riddle-maker with me!" DuPont slapped the fullness that was so bright it could reflect the moonlight.

The movements are swift and powerful, Advanced Acceleration Technique, activated!
"Wait, wait, I'll say it... When you're focused, just pray for the lady more often."

"what?"

The Academy Arc, End

　I'll skip tomorrow to write the extra chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)