My Magical Card Tavern

"The Mage Tower is actually a style that older mages used to prefer."

Roman looked up at the towering mage tower in the distance and sighed.

"By the time I reached that age, the situation on the mainland had become quite stable, and people's hearts, following the will of nature, had become wilder."

Simply put, it's about having a wild heart; most people want to go out and see the world and broaden their horizons.

At least in a stable environment, you won't have to worry about running into bandit gangs from several different races as soon as you go out, and having to fight for ownership before they can rob you.

Therefore, by the time of Roman's generation, the mage tower, which was a major symbol of status and represented the ability to unleash terrifying firepower, had somewhat faded from view.

inconvenient.

Perhaps all the equipment and design within the mage tower were done according to one's own wishes, but it's too troublesome until one becomes a more powerful mage and can move one's own mage tower independently.

Roman said.

"Apart from some special needs, the only ones who might be willing to build a mage tower are mages who have made up their minds to live in a certain place for a long time."

"I don't really need this. The Mage's Guild has everything it needs anyway."

Morin directly criticized him in front of Gianna.

"Another reason is that my uncle now basically considers the Mage Guild his second home, so whether or not there is a mage tower makes no difference to him."

Since it's his second home, the relevant equipment and ancient texts are so readily available to Roman that he could find them with his eyes closed, so there's no need for a mage tower.

Roman smiled gently, which could be considered as agreeing with his nephew's statement.

For the average professional and researcher, treating it as a second home might be a compliment.

However, if we consider Roman's family background, the situation becomes less clear.

Ginnell is more inclined to believe that Mentor Roman is seeking some peace and quiet at the Mage's Guild.

Roman led the two young men to his meditation room, which was simply and cleanly furnished, like a study.

A small round table was placed in front of the large desk, and two chairs with the logo were placed next to it, which was a simple reception setup.

Morin explained that these were their family crests, meaning that Roman had actually brought the two chairs from his home.

Roman asked.

"What would you like to drink? There's coffee and tea in the meditation room."

Morin lazily shrunk back into the chair.

"I remember, Uncle, you bought some herbal tea from the elves that enhances meditation, right? You drank that."

Roman shook his head: "It's not that I don't want you to drink the expensive stuff, but if you drink that herbal tea, the results of the test later may be inaccurate."

"Here's a cup of coffee for you. It's a product from a dwarf country in the East. It has a strong aroma and a bitter taste, with a heavy and intense flavor reminiscent of lava and minerals. It can only be released at the highest temperature."

Roman prepared the coffee and then looked at Gianna seriously.

"Ginnell, Morin gave me a general overview of what happened last night."

"What exactly is the form in which your magic enhances meditation, and what are its costs and expenses?"

"You are friends, so in theory some things can be ignored, but the Gran family will never let its friends suffer losses."

After he finished speaking, Roman explained the situation to Genelec.

In fact, regardless of the profession, there are always some auxiliary factors on the road to rapidly and steadily increasing one's skills and even improving one's professional rating.

In addition to instruction from advanced professionals in various fields, there are also well-known magical potions and some rather exotic local products.

For example, the stardust soil in the Dark Forest is actually a basic resource within the Northern Union's astrological system, used to make special items.

Going further up the ante, the more well-known dragon scales and teeth, as well as the natural wonders formed within certain special terrains, are all mentioned.

The condensation of the power of elemental beings, or even the crystal cores of elemental beings, can all be included.

However, these things all have one thing in common: they are relatively expensive.

Roman said, "To be precise, for professionals at the same resource level, those things are not suitable as everyday items, unless they are extremely wealthy."

Upon hearing this, and seeing Morin's somewhat somber expression beside him, Genele understood.

The Gran family can indeed support this type of expenditure; in fact, Roman himself once enjoyed the treatment afforded to a family genius.

As for Morin, who has mediocre talent, he would never have such treatment, even if his uncle was Roman.

If Gianna had only vaguely sensed a large market for this product before, she is now overjoyed.

He didn't mind Roman saying such a long thing, because the more the other party explained, the higher the commercial value of the Ginell card would become.

Ginnell could almost see the Nuts spell beckoning to him.

After taking out the magic card, Genelec handed it over generously.

Aside from those skills that professionals already possess or are about to master, the tavern's cards are not something that just anyone can flip over.

Even if Ginnell himself were to condense terrifying magic cards, Ginnell would not be able to flip them over.

Even if it were usable, a magic capable of blasting a mountain, at best it could send Graham to the emergency room.

Roman flipped the card over and over, realizing that the magic in the form of the card might involve a kind of encryption technology, and one that he couldn't understand.

The so-called encryption technology is like the anti-counterfeiting marks and code deciphering that the Mage Guild puts on magic scrolls and certain magic items, in order to protect the interests and personal copyrights of the mages as much as possible.

Roman asked, "Ginnell, can other people use this card, or how long will this card remain if it leaves you?"

"After all, as the tavern owner, not everyone can track your whereabouts in the future."

Ginnell casually added that if he left the Dark Forest, then guests who had been to the tavern would be able to sense the wooden door leading to the tavern's interior.

"Ginnell said."

"There is another important part."

"Mentor Roman, you're mistaken. This card is never meant for one person, but for a group of people."

"According to my estimation, within a certain range, the more people, the better."

Molin was taken aback, and couldn't help but say something.

"You're not planning to have us all meditate together, are you?"

Ginnell looked over.

"Don't tell me that all of you are rich and have your own meditation rooms."

"If not, then the only problem that needs to be solved now is the schedule."

Roman belatedly focused his attention on the card's name.

A gathering of monks.

reunion?

Roman was stunned.

Wait a minute, so this isn't just a euphemism, but a detailed description of magic and the specific steps to achieve its effects?