Wizard: I can predict the future

Nord's gaze slowly shifted from the boy to the shop owner.

Moore's smile froze completely.

He looked at the boy, his eyes trembling slightly.

"Nathan, what Karak Crystal? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

As he spoke, he subtly gave Nathan a wink.

If Nord hadn't been so close, he would have even wanted to warn him using telepathy.

However, Nathan didn't understand it at all.

He frowned, his tone revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Moore, what are you talking about?"

"Didn't you tell me yesterday that the store had just received a decent quality Karak Magic Crystal?"

Moore's face immediately turned even uglier.

He opened his mouth, about to interrupt Nathan, but Nathan continued:

"And didn't you say that the Karak Crystal was originally reserved by someone else?"

"Considering that my father once helped you become the manager of the Copper Kite Workshop, he agreed to transfer the items to me first."

The words fell.

The entire copper kite workshop fell silent instantly.

Beads of sweat immediately appeared on Mo's forehead.

He could no longer hide his true feelings and quickly whispered:

"Nathan!"

Nathan finally realized that something was wrong.

He glanced at Mohr, then at Nord, who stood calmly to the side, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"Is this the person who originally reserved the Karak Magic Crystal?"

Moore did not answer.

But his silence said it all.

Nord looked at him, his voice calm.

"Therefore, the mass production of golems on the so-called mechanical floating islands has led to a shortage of Karak magic crystals."

"Was that just a reason Mr. Moore made up on the spot?"

Mo's expression changed slightly, and he forced a smile.

"Mr. Nord, there seems to be some misunderstanding here."

At that moment, he wished he could disappear into the ground.

One is a rising potion-making genius, and the other is the son of a formal wizard.

He was merely a second-level wizard apprentice.

If he hadn't had some connections with Nathan's father when he enrolled, he wouldn't have gotten this good job.

In his mind, this was just a small matter.

It is true that the mechanical floating islands are mass-producing golems, as long as the two of them are not at the same time.

Nord Blank ultimately said nothing.

But he never expected that the two of them would appear at the same time, and Nathan, upon entering, revealed the whole story in just a few words.

Nord looked at Mohr, his voice completely flat.

"Mr. Moore, do you think this is a misunderstanding?"

Mohr broke out in a cold sweat.

Nathan finally understood what had happened.

However, he didn't show much remorse on his face.

"So you're the one who pre-ordered the Karak Magic Crystal?"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the nameplate on Nord's chest.

"Norde Blank?"

"The person who caused such a stir a while ago, the one who developed the 'micro-echoing' potion?"

"However, Karak crystals are the core material for refining miniature magic furnaces."

"What would a potions apprentice like you want with this?"

At this point, his tone became much more relaxed.

"If that's the case, then it's simple."

"I'll give you double the amount of the deposit you paid."

"I have a use for this Karak Crystal."

"It's useful to me too."

As Nord spoke, he turned to look at Moore.

"Mr. Moore."

"Did Senior Markov reserve this Karak Magic Crystal for me?"

Mohr's lips moved, but his expression was clearly stiff.

"That's true."

"Has a deposit been paid?"

"Payment completed."

"Is today the agreed pick-up time?"

Mo's forehead was already beaded with sweat.

"Yes."

Nord nodded.

"In that case, this Karak Crystal is mine."

Nathan frowned, his tone somewhat impatient.

"Nord Blank, I've already said, I'll double whatever deposit you paid."

Nord ignored Nathan.

"According to the rules of the Copper Kite Workshop, materials are ordered, a deposit is paid, and the goods are picked up within the agreed time."

"Who owns the materials?"

Moore's throat bobbed.

"Nature belongs to the preordained."

"very good."

Nord nodded.

"Then take out the Karak Crystal."

Nathan gave a cold laugh.

"Mohr".

Have you thought this through?

"My father just talked to your Copper Kite Workshop about purchasing a batch of alchemy materials a few days ago."

"Is it worth offending me for a potions apprentice?"

Moore's face paled instantly.

Nord looked at Sen upon hearing this.

"I remember that the shops in Back Alley had to follow the rules of Ash Academy, right?"

"If the Copper Kite Workshop can break contracts at will, then I think Professor Dylan Flynn would be happy to teach them a lesson."

The other party might use their power to intimidate, but Nord is certainly not someone who doesn't know how to adapt.

Mohr suddenly looked up at Nord.

The mechanical floating islands have always been the most contract-oriented, and if the Ash Academy were to seize this opportunity...

It was simply beyond his ability to handle.

"Mr. Nord, please wait a moment."

He turned and walked toward the warehouse at the back.

Nathan's face immediately darkened.

"Moore!"

Mohr paused, but did not turn around.

A moment later, a pile of materials floated behind him.

These were all the materials Markov had ordered.

"In addition to the deposit, you still need to pay 6,800 magic stones."

After confirming that everything was in order, Nord paid the remaining balance.

Now, he only has a little over three hundred magic stones left on his body.

However, just as he passed by Nathan, Nathan suddenly lowered his voice.

"Nord Blank"

"Why should a potions apprentice like you compete with me for Karak Crystals?"

Nord ignored him and continued walking out.

Nathan, seeing Nord's indifference, finally couldn't help but threaten him in a low voice.

"You'd better pray that you don't need the alchemy apprentice's help in your quizzes."

After half an hour.

Nord returned to the laboratory at the center of the college.

However, he did not immediately begin crafting Pandora.

The structure of this magical artifact was too complex. Even though he had fully understood the structure of Pandora, he had never actually crafted a magical artifact.

Just in time, before he could refine it, he needed to prepare another set of things for the small test.

A suit of armor, a spear, and a longsword.

These can make up for the lack of his witchcraft.

The materials floated slowly into the air, gradually merging and taking shape under the guidance of magic.

In just over ten minutes, a suit of armor that could almost cover the entire body took shape in the air.

The next moment, the chest protector, shoulder protector, arm protector, and leg protector separated in sequence, quickly covering the entire body and fitting together perfectly.

Nord stretched his arms, picked up a long strip of material, waved it around for a while, and only nodded in satisfaction after confirming that it wouldn't hinder his movements.

He then took out a mithril engraving pen and engraved simple enchantment lines on the surface of each component.

These patterns do not fully unleash the magic; they are merely the most basic sturdiness and buffering enchantments.

This armor isn't exactly a magical artifact, but its sturdiness is enough for him to face level one magic head-on.

The only concern is whether his physical body can withstand the attack of a first-tier sorcery.

Then came the spears.

The spear was made of a mixture of frost-patterned steel and obsidian, and was nearly two and a half meters long.

Nord engraved the sharpness enchantment on both sides of the spear tip.

Finally, there was the forging of the longsword.

Long spears are better suited for open areas and when facing large monsters.

The longsword, on the other hand, is for dealing with sudden close combat and battles between humanoid creatures.