Wizard: I can predict the future

Nord quickly arrived at the open space in the center.

A short, stout businessman with brown spots on his face noticed Nord.

He was dozing off against the side of a cell when he saw Nord approaching, and he quickly got up with a smile to greet him.

"Hello, what do you need?"

"A docile domesticated goblin, a gray-skinned dwarf with exceptional endurance, a gray-eared race skilled in tending plants, or a magical creature capable of assisting in battle?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the rows of iron cages behind him.

"I also have a petite, carefully trained moon sprite here."

Nord looked in the direction he was pointing.

Inside those rows of iron cages, dwarves, goblins, gray-eared races, and other alien servants were crammed together in a chaotic mess, most of them wearing only coarse cloth short clothes, their expressions numb.

Further back, there were individual cages.

Several fair-skinned elves with slender ears were kept in the cage.

They wore only a few pieces of light, cool fabric, their hair and bodies meticulously cleaned, a stark contrast to the filthy, huddled servants in front of them.

Nord only glanced at it a few times before looking away.

Moon Elf doesn't possess great power; she simply has an affinity for plants and serves as a servant to decorate and manage the manor.

Of course, it can also be a toy.

It is said that she is very good at serving people.

However, the price is naturally not low.

Nord's gaze swept over the gray-skinned dwarves and gray-eared people.

What he needs now are servants to get the manor running as quickly as possible.

What are the prices for the Grey-skinned Dwarves and Grey-eared Tribe?

Seeing that Nord wasn't particularly interested in the Moon Elves, the merchant stopped trying to sell him the item.

"Grey dwarves, they are strong and have great stamina, making them good helpers for hard labor."

"The price isn't high; it only costs eight magic stones."

As he spoke, he looked at one of the cages of Grey-eared Tribe.

They were a small, humanoid race with grayish skin and long, thin ears.

Compared to the grey-skinned dwarves, they were clearly not suited for heavy work, but their fingers were slender and their movements were more agile.

"Ordinary Grey-eared people, although not as capable as Grey-skinned dwarves, have a similar structure to humans, making them excellent materials for experiments. Ten magic stones are needed per person."

"However, I also have some Grey Ear Clan members here who have specifically cared for magical plants."

"They have been infused with knowledge of magical plants through general sorcery, enabling them to perform some simple care."

"While it certainly can't compare to a true potion-making apprentice, it's more than enough to look after low-level magical plants and common herbs."

"The price is fifty magic stones each."

As he spoke, he walked to a separate iron cage, reached out and grabbed the arm of one of the Grey Ears, pulling him out of the cage.

The gray-eared creature trembled slightly, but dared not struggle.

Nord's gaze fell on his wrist.

There was a metallic iron ring there, with fine runes engraved on its surface.

"These servants are all branded with the enslavement of their souls."

"Once the transaction is complete, all you need to do is activate the iron ring with magic, and the slave will automatically recognize its master."

"From now on, if they run away, betray their master, or try to harm him, the runes in the iron ring will immediately turn against their souls."

He spoke these words in a very natural tone, as if he were simply introducing an ordinary tool.

Nord did not show any abnormality.

In the wizarding world, white wizards are generally more docile than black wizards.

But that only applies to humans.

To all non-human beings, they are nothing more than resources and consumables.

He looked at the Grey-eared tribe and asked:

"How many Gray-eared Clan members have been infused with magical plant knowledge?"

The merchant immediately laughed:

"Six more."

Nord nodded.

"Alright, I'll take all six of these Grey Ears."

"Also, ten more grey-skinned dwarves."

The businessman's smile widened even more.

"Cheng Hui, a total of three hundred and eighty magic stones."

Nord listened, but did not take out the magic stone. Instead, he spoke again.

"Do you sell blood from monsters with Frostblood lineage?"

Finally, half an hour later.

Nord was accompanied by sixteen servants and the blood of more than ten kinds of monsters containing frost blood.

Fortunately, monster blood is not expensive, far less expensive than that of living magical creatures.

In the end, it cost a total of 430 magic stones.

As evening fell, Nord finally stepped into Black Raven Manor.

He turned to look at the servants behind him and said calmly:

"From now on, you will be in charge of managing this manor."

"As for your lodgings, you may not enter the central stone building without my permission, but you may choose any other place you like."

After saying that, he looked at the oldest Gray Ear Clan member among them.

"You will be in charge of managing them for the time being."

"Tomorrow, we'll first clear away the weeds in the manor, and then do the finishing touches and decorations."

The Grey-eared Clan member immediately lowered his head.

"Yes, Master."

Nord said no more and headed toward the stone building with the supplies he had bought from Back Corner Alley.

The interior of the stone building was even more dilapidated than he had imagined.

The ground was covered in dust, some weeds sprouted from the corner of the wall, and several black beetles, startled, quickly burrowed into the cracks in the rocks.

Nord didn't stop, but went down the stairs and soon arrived at the basement.

The basement is quite large, with walls made of thick black stone.

The ground was littered with discarded planks and weeds.

Nord raised his hand and waved.

Discarded planks and other debris slowly floated into the air and then piled up in a corner.

Immediately afterwards, magic surged forth, blowing the dust aside.

This is the simplest and most brutal application of magic.

Not only does it waste magic, but it's also ineffective.

He remembered that there was a zero-level cleaning spell in the library that could quickly remove stubborn stains such as dust.

However, he naturally wouldn't waste his academy points on such witchcraft.

The next moment, Nord took out a glass bottle, dark red magic powder, and a cocoon of a night wolf spider from his pocket.

The companion insects are not ordinary magical creatures.

It is a modified organism.

Once hatched, they will not only become smaller, but their reproductive capacity will also be greatly enhanced.

The cost is a decline in strength, which cannot be improved.

Nord recalled the setup of the companion insect magic circle.

Soon, he poured magic powder onto the open ground.

The dark red powder flowed slowly under the pull of magic, outlining a complex and intricate pentagonal array of light.

The outer edge of the ring contains runes representing obstruction and closure.

The inner side contains runes related to spiritual connection and transformation.

At the very back are the runes representing transfer and acceptance.

This is the magic circle of the symbiotic insect.

The magic circle was quickly set up.

Nord released his magic to confirm that everything was correct.

He picked up the glass bottle from the side.

This is soul slime.

A material refined from the spiritual substance remaining after the death of a so-called "wailing vengeful spirit".

The price isn't cheap; just this small bottle costs thirty magic stones.

Nord dripped the soul slime into the center of the ring, then cut his fingertip and squeezed out a drop of blood.

The moment the blood fell into the soul viscous fluid, the originally transparent liquid immediately glowed with a faint red light.

Without pausing, he placed the cocoon inside.

Nord's eyes narrowed slightly.

He slowly stretched out his hand, his palm hovering above the cocoon.

He extended his spiritual power little by little, while slowly injecting magic into the cocoon.

He continued for a full hour before stopping what he was doing.

Nord glanced at the cocoon in the magic circle, and whether it was an illusion or not, the cocoon seemed to have shrunk a bit.

After confirming that the accompanying insect eggs were temporarily safe, he took out a crystal ball.

This is the high-end crystal ball he bought today in Back Corner Alley; it can connect to the Academy's magic network.

In just one day, the thousand magic stones he had just acquired were almost completely used up.

"It seems I'll have to take the initiative to talk to the other chambers of commerce about collaborating on the Micro-Echo Reagent tomorrow."

Nord muttered to himself.

He then slowly poured his magic and spiritual power into the crystal ball.

Soon, several lines of clear text appeared on the crystal ball.

【Mental Power: 204】

[Physical Fitness: 39]

【Magic Power: 4025】

It is no different from the information on the panel.

Nord's gaze lingered on the data for a moment before he focused his attention on the crystal ball.

He was prepared to test what other functions this advanced testing crystal had besides basic testing.