Wizard: I can predict the future

In a laboratory.

An elderly man with graying temples and a thin face stood in front of rows of transparent experimental instruments.

Inside the instrument, various colors were constantly rising and swirling, then slowly coalescing.

A faint light shone in the old man's eyes.

That's an auxiliary magical psychic vision.

A form of sorcery that allows wizards to see the flow of magic, the trajectory of elements, and even the fluctuations of souls in the environment.

It is an indispensable form of witchcraft in battle and even in experiments.

While keeping his eyes on the instruments in front of him, his hands were also constantly moving, quickly fiddling with various instruments.

After a long time, the constantly flowing magic slowly stopped, and the instrument stopped operating.

He slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This first-circle witchcraft, Water Curtain Heavenly Flower, has finally made some progress."

As I stepped out of the laboratory, I saw a young woman waiting for me.

"Anna Deli, what brings you here?"

"Teacher, Lilia has returned from Leman Island."

"Hmm, how's that little guy, Fulin?"

Anna Deli kept her head down, not daring to look up at him.

Lilia said that the Nico family is doing well.

"only……"

Warwick frowned, his tone flat.

"Just what?"

"It's just that Lilia didn't bring back the coded message you agreed upon with the Nico family."

"Perhaps...perhaps she just forgot to say it."

A bad feeling immediately rose in Warwick's heart.

"Have you inquired with the reservists from Leman Island about the situation?"

"I asked some people, and they hadn't heard of any major events happening in the White Moon Principality."

Upon hearing this, Warwick remained silent for a moment.

"I have been preparing for decades to advance to the first-circle wizard."

"We've just started to see some progress, and I can't get away for the time being. Please ask the reserve forces of the White Moon Kingdom about the Nico family."

His voice became much more serious as he spoke.

"When necessary, any means are acceptable."

AnnaDali nodded.

"Yes, teacher."

……

Step into Back Corner Alley.

Nord saw a dense crowd.

These people were all students of Ash Academy, and the vast majority of them were wizard trainees in his batch.

However, many of them are veteran students.

Nord even felt a sense of oppression emanating from them.

That was an undisguised demonic pressure.

As the magical energy within every wizard continues to gather and circulate, it releases this invisible pressure outwards.

Essentially, it is the natural compression of low-density energy by high-density magic.

The more stable and solidified the source of magic, the more pronounced this pressure becomes.

For ordinary people, this is more like an instinctive oppression, making it difficult to breathe heavily, think sluggishly, or even to keep their gaze on the other person for long.

However, the source of the demonic energy was embedded within the mental energy model.

Under normal circumstances, unless deliberately released, this magical pressure cannot be perceived by outsiders.

The current situation is clearly something they did on purpose.

Nord avoided those guys and started wandering around Back Corner Alley.

Before long, he had walked through it all.

Although Back Corner Alley is not large, it has a wide variety of shops.

From the basic tools needed to learn potion-making to the advanced materials used in construction, everything is included.

Nord even saw shops that specialized in selling witchcraft artifacts.

The most popular shop was one that specialized in selling magic wands.

In fact, a magic wand is also a kind of magical artifact, except that it can soothe the agitation of magic, allowing wizards to control magic with less mental energy, thus casting spells more stably.

This is especially useful for beginners.

Unfortunately, there is only one shop selling witchcraft, and the prices are exorbitant, with the cheapest costing hundreds of magic stones, and that's just for the right to use it.

Nord glanced at it only once before looking away.

His purpose in coming here was very clear.

Potions homework.

He ultimately chose the largest magical plant shop in Back Corner Alley, the Thorn Cauldron.

There was no other reason than that he was unaware of the value of items in the Wizarding World.

There were many people coming and going.

Nord glanced around and spotted a few familiar faces.

Those were wizard trainees from the Sili Sea Islands, specializing in potions.

The moment he stepped into the store.

In the corner, a middle-aged man who had been sitting and observing the employees' operations slowly raised his eyes.

It landed on Nord.

I stopped at just one glance.

The man slowly stood up and walked towards Nord.

Nord looked at the other person, whose robes were neat and whose chest was adorned with a thorn emblem.

It is exactly the same as the pattern on the outside of the thorn crucible.

They are clearly from the Thorn family.

"I am Markov, the shopkeeper of the Thorn Cauldron, and a first-class wizard apprentice of the Thorn family."

"What do you need?"

Nord looked at the man in front of him. There were other employees in the store, and given his current status, it was not his place for the store manager to personally greet him.

But he didn't show any reaction, he just spoke in a calm tone.

"I wonder how many magic stones are needed for Moonlight Grass and even the most basic apprentice gathering tools?"

"Moonlight Grass, two plants for every magic stone."

"We only sell gathering tools in sets, 20 magic stones per set."

Nord did not answer immediately.

He now has three more magic stones, bringing his total to six, which is far from enough.

Markov had clearly anticipated this, and his gaze shifted slightly.

"Our Thorn family knows that you, the trainees who have just stepped into the wizarding world, do not have magic stones."

"Therefore, we will also provide a funding agreement."

Nord looked at Markov and immediately understood why the other party had personally received him.

But he didn't rush to refuse.

"I don't know what I need to give in return?"

Markov was clearly prepared, and he took out a copy of the agreement and handed it to Nord.

"Our Thorn Family will provide a certain amount of magic stones each month, based on the different wizard talents."

"You have second-class wizard talent, but you broke through to legendary knight on your own. We usually consider that as fourth-class talent on the bloodline side."

"We can provide you with a monthly allowance of fifty magic stones, and also allow you to use the Thorn Family's laboratory once a week."

Markov spoke with great confidence.

After all, the Thorn family is a family with a formal wizard.

Among the families of Ash Academy, they are considered to be among the top.

Moreover, the resources they provided were not insignificant.

The natives born in the Silihai Islands would probably agree without any hesitation.

Nord listened to the other party casually recount his wizarding talent and legendary knight status without any surprise.

If the other party didn't know his identity, they wouldn't have come up the moment he entered.

He took the agreement Markov handed him, quickly scanned its contents, and then returned it.

It's called an agreement, but it's more like a contract of servitude.

Not only must they obey the arrangements of the Thorn Family, but they must also bear at least ten children with ordinary women in the Thorn Family.

"I refuse."

The words fell.

Markov was stunned and looked at Nord in shock.

He wondered if he had misheard, why he had been refused.

Are you sure?

"Fifty magic stones a month is not a small amount."

As he spoke, he showed a look of sudden realization.

"Don't you know the value of fifty magic stones?"