Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 48 The Marshal's Fate

It was in the morning.

Taiya and Gus were busy promoting the life potion at the college.

Thanks to their slight price advantage and their popularity within the academy, sales were surprisingly smooth.

In just a few hours, he earned more than thirty gold coins.

Having successfully completed the transaction, Gus once thought he possessed the talent of a top salesperson. After handing over the payments, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Potion Masters make money so easily!"

"Well done! I'll make sure Xiao An gives you a bonus," Taiya assured him confidently.

"No, no!" Gus quickly waved his hand to refuse, as he was not following the other party for money.

"It's okay, just cheer up and sell me a few more bottles."

Taiya understood the importance of bestowing favors, especially since Guth was currently in a crucial stage of growth where resources were in high demand. Later, as he grew older, even if he earned more money and had better resources, progress might not be as easy as it was now.

Before the students of the Warrior Division finished their training in large numbers, the two finished lunch at the college cafeteria.

For just three pennies, you can buy a boxed lunch with both meat and vegetables. It's affordable and plentiful, but the taste is just so-so. You can't expect too much from communal meals.

The college cafeteria is directly operated by the college and is not for profit. Every year, the government allocates a huge amount of food subsidies, accounting for almost one-third of the total funding allocated to the college.

If it weren't for the inconvenient transportation, Atayal would most likely be going to his younger brother's house for lunch every day.

The Wizarding Division is located in a remote, deep forest, more than three kilometers from the center of the academy. A round trip on foot would take at least an hour. If you sit for even a little longer, you might not get anything done at all during lunchtime…

The key issue was the lack of a road, preventing horse-drawn carriages from passing through. Otherwise, the Wizarding Academy wouldn't have been so isolated, with almost no interaction with the outside world.

To travel quickly in normal times, besides reaching the elite level and mastering the skill of flying by controlling objects, Taiya seriously considered the feasibility of purchasing a magic-powered vehicle.

The cheapest mode of transportation costs at least a thousand gold coins. Previously, it was something I could only dream of, but now, with a stable income from selling potions, it's no longer an unattainable dream…

Taiya was eager to expand her business and earn more gold as quickly as possible.

Selling potions around the academy by themselves and Guts is still too inefficient. It's necessary to increase manpower, and then ensure the potion inventory.

"Let's go, Gus!"

"Where to?"

"Wizard Alley, of course!"

Gus followed Taiya to the academy's parking lot in a daze.

The personal vehicle of Miss Blue Rose.

The carriage, painted a dark red, is adorned with exquisite carvings. Two one-way windows on the left and right doors ensure both natural light and passenger privacy. A skylight overhead allows for ventilation and provides a view of the starry night sky.

In addition, it is equipped with cooling inscriptions, lighting inscriptions, weight-reducing inscriptions, and Blue Rose's unique spring damping technology.

In the Blue Rose Earl's Domain, this would be considered a top-tier luxury car. However, it's quite ordinary in the capital.

High-ranking nobles rarely used magic horses, instead employing more powerful earth dragons to pull their carriages as a sign of status, or more convenient magic-powered vehicles.

High-level spellcasters mostly use flying devices, such as magic brooms, magic carpets, magic wings, and even flying on swords...

The two beautifully colored, jet-black horses snorted as soon as they saw a familiar face approaching.

The coachman, who had been fast asleep, opened his eyes alertly: "Miss Tayya!"

"Obits, I need to go to Wizard Alley."

"OK!"

The two got into the car, but the door didn't close immediately; a transparent outline vaguely appeared in the air.

The guardian Bruno appeared, sat quietly opposite Taiya, and gently closed the car door.

The coachman, Obits, skillfully flicked the reins. The carriage started smoothly and moved quietly along the road.

As the car gradually drove away from the academy gates, Bruno silently handed over today's newspaper.

Front page—Fishermen spotted Marshal De Yulan floating on the river at dawn, seemingly having suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of a powerful enemy.

"Marshal of the Kingdom? The vice principal's father?" Taiya asked in confusion.

"Yes, miss," Bruno confirmed.

Guss, hands on his knees, sat beside Taiya and glanced at her curiously: "How dare they lay a hand on Lord Deyulan?"

The Marshal of the Kingdom is the supreme leader of all the soldiers in the kingdom, second only to the king of the country, and is respected and worshipped by countless martial arts practitioners.

As a prominent figure of the previous era, De Juran's deeds are still talked about today.

He received the treatment befitting a protagonist of his era, joining the army as the son of an ordinary knight and continuously earning merit and being given important responsibilities.

After becoming a general, he fought in numerous battles, expanding the kingdom's territory. He repeatedly led his army to repel the offensives of the Northern Wind Barbarian Empire, fought against the Scourge and demon invasions, suppressed rebellions, and repelled the sea creatures.

Finally, he was appointed Marshal of the Kingdom with the status of a Saint, and married the beautiful and wealthy Duke of Tulip.

The story of De Yulan could go on for three days and three nights…

His existence seemed to prove to the world the possibility of a comeback. Even ordinary people, if favored by fate, can reach the pinnacle of life.

It can be said that it is because of De Juran's real-life experience that many young people have not completely given up hope and firmly believe that miracles must exist in the world!

Guss was undoubtedly one of them.

Wizard Lane remains bustling with people, just as lively as ever.

A dark red carriage was parked near the alley entrance, blending into a row of vehicles unloading goods.

Finding a parking spot in the capital is really difficult. You can't just park on the main road forever; you'll be driven away after a few minutes, and if you're unlucky, law enforcement officers will issue you a hefty ticket. Only on the side roads can you park a little longer, depending on the situation.

"Young Miss, how long will it take?"

"Hurry, within half an hour! Don't worry, someone will urge you to go back first."

"good…"

Obits watched Taiya and the others leave.

In the dark alley, she drew the attention of passersby and vendors alike. Her beautiful, captivating face seemed even more dazzling than the sunlight.

The plump, wealthy businessman abandoned his conversation with the other merchants and followed the goddess in a daze, his eyes fixed on her as he drew closer, his nose greedily inhaling her sweet scent.

The old man accompanying the goddess turned around with a cold and sharp gaze.

A faint killing intent, like a bucket of cold water poured over one's head.

The wealthy merchant was sweating profusely and dared not make a move.

Taiya looked around curiously. In fact, this wasn't her first time in Wizard Alley. She came several times each semester, and even her coachman, Orbitz, was quite familiar with the surrounding streets.

In front of Shigin's potion hut, several carts were being unloaded. The industrious minotaurs tirelessly carried baskets of herbs and placed them in the spots designated by the hut owner's daughter, Shana.

The herbalists collect herbs from the herb gatherers and growers in the morning and must deliver them before 2 p.m., as many herbs, such as white peony, must be kept fresh.

Gus stepped forward and greeted the shop owner's daughter: "Hello, I'd like to buy some medicine."

"I remember you bought a lot last time, and you've used it all up?" The black-haired girl, Sana, recognized the young man with thick eyebrows in front of her.

"I don't know!" Gus said truthfully.

"Okay, how much do you want?" Sana didn't delve into the details. It was business after all, and it was his prerogative to burn all his customers down.

"Two baskets, please! I didn't bring any..." Gus scratched his head awkwardly.

"Okay, I can give you two, but there won't be a discount." The black-haired girl, Sana, chuckled.

De Yulan's settings adjusted:

Duke of Tulips — Wife Duke of Tulips

Book title adjusted:

Cultivating Immortality at the Wizarding Academy – Immortal Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

(End of this chapter)