This wizard is just unscientific

Chapter 25 I'm not interested in the treasure!

Underground street, Obsidian Materials Shop.

"Hmm... your 'in a couple of days' is really fast."

"It seems like we last met just a few hours ago."

Old Kom beamed with delight as he looked at the magic gold Tucker had produced.

Whenever he saw this thick, heavy magic gold, old Kom always felt several years younger.

"Are there any reliable alchemists?"

Tucker lowered his voice.

"The reliability depends on the amount of magic gold you have." Old Kom seemed much more energetic now that he felt alive again.

"A second-tier alchemical robe, somewhat damaged. Maintain its original shield properties and add some source energy recovery materials," Tucker said slowly, lost in thought.

"Reforging and upgrading Tier 2 extraordinary equipment doesn't come cheap."

"Repairing it alone will take at least 10 magic gold."

"The materials will cost extra."

"15 Magic Gold for energy restoration materials, a total of 25 Magic Gold." Tucker gave the range he could accept.

Although it's a bit more expensive, it's safer.

"No problem!" Old Kom readily agreed.

In the underground streets of the Lamor Tower city-state, a spontaneously formed gray industry chain exists, and Old Kom is a part of it.

The Alchemy Robe primarily assists in the precise control of source energy and the storage of source energy to form a shield.

The Wizard Robe primarily helps wizards accelerate the absorption of source energy and assists them in completing the first stage of source energy refinement.

Is it possible to have both the shield and precise manipulation of the alchemical robe, as well as accelerated source energy absorption and refining?

of course can.

However, it will cost extra!

Moreover, the more you add, the better the effect.

That is, in the extraordinary world.

"Money power" is still effective!

After the transaction was completed, just as Tucker was about to get up and leave, Old Kom called him back.

"Tucker, have you heard?"

"What?" Tucker was stunned.

"The Demon King's treasure underground! This is a huge deal."

Old Kom spoke with great interest.

"Everyone's talking about this right now, you must know!"

"Although the tower tried to block the news, it still got out."

"I wonder which audacious tomb raider actually dug up the Demon King's tomb treasure."

"And they even carved a huge hole in the sealed gate of the Demon King's tomb."

"Now, everyone is heading to the underground Demon King's Sealing Zone in droves."

"Even if we don't go to the sealed door that was broken open, the sealed doors in other places are also quite good."

"Aren't you... going?"

Tucker thought for a moment and then said seriously.

"I'm not interested in treasure!"

Then, he left without looking back, his departure quite resolute!

"Not interested in treasure?"

Old Com touched his graying stubble.

"When did this kid change his ways?"

"strangeness!"

…………

The sun of ashes rose higher and higher.

The blood-red luster gradually faded.

But it was still very cold walking on the street.

Tucker originally planned to head to the outer burial grounds of the Tower District.

However, when you see those "bunker districts" with their sharp, towering roofs peeking out in the sunlight...

Tucker decided to retrace his steps, hoping to find something.

"The matter was eventually exposed, or rather, it could not be hidden at all."

"Carlos is definitely locked up by his sister."

"Otherwise... given that guy's personality, when the Sun of Ashes rises, he'll definitely be gathering people at the Griffin Crypt Tavern to launch a new round of exploration."

"Furthermore... the Griffin Crypt Tavern is not guarded by any Tower personnel."

"At least, that kid and his sister didn't tell anyone about me."

"He's a guy with a sense of loyalty, at least."

"As long as I don't cause trouble, the sealing of the Demon King's tomb will be fine."

They gradually put aside the matter of sealing the Demon King in the tomb.

Tucker raised his gaze and it fell on the towering roof and the sharp, twisted traces of the eaves.

The original house was not like this.

But when the Dark Tide of Ashes arrived, many things came back to life.

Or rather, the last rays of the setting sun subtly reshape the world's ecology.

Aside from the ecosystem enveloped by the extraordinary steam emitted from the towering steam towers, this is still within the realm of human understanding.

Everything deep within the Ash Tide challenges human comprehension.

And after the ashes and dark tides dissipated.

This slightly twisted yet exceptionally sturdy and unique building has also been preserved.

This has also led to a unique architectural style.

It also has a very nice name—Ash Gothic!

The bunker district, with its three- or four-story buildings including the bunkers, was bought by many businessmen.

They used it as a base and warehouse for entering and leaving the city-state of Lamor Tower.

The rumble of horse-drawn carriage wheels echoed continuously along the wide street.

Tucker, like a bard, treads through the ashes of the Gothic architecture under the crimson sunlight.

Sometimes he would stop and watch, sometimes he would seem to be deep in thought, and sometimes he would have a sudden realization.

soon.

Tucker stopped at a crossroads that symbolized the meeting of destinies.

"Da da da..."

A particularly magnificent and robust horse, its body as black as ink.

They pulled an extremely wide four-wheeled carriage and stopped at the intersection.

Although the carriage and curtains completely covered the inside.

But Tucker still had a clear view of the internal situation.

A middle-aged wizard who appears to be at the peak of his energy, experience, ability, and strength.

A boy about the same age as Tucker.

He was also a wizard.

Moreover, they are wizards with bloodline power.

The extraordinary equipment he wore was probably comparable to, or even more valuable than, Tucker's entire outfit.

"The Witcher from a Wizarding Family Who Spends a Lot of Money!"

Tucker said quietly.

There were no other carriages at the crossroads.

But the black-toothed horse stopped.

It seems to be waiting for something.

"Level 29, with an astonishingly strong physique and exceptional stamina."

"If I could become a sheep, a black goat would be best. In the depths of the wilderness, goats are one of the best mounts."

Tucker's gaze was fixed on the black-toothed horse, and he saw it clearly.

It seems they sensed Tucker's comment.

The black-toothed horse cast a glance at Tucker.

"broken……"

Tucker knew something was wrong.

as predicted.

The moment Blacktooth met Tucker's gaze, it raised its head high, shook its glossy black mane vigorously, and then let out a loud, muffled snort.

"I was actually looked down upon by a horse."

Tucker looked annoyed.

The "Blacktooth Horse," a carnivorous and fierce breed of horse, possesses the ability to discern social hierarchy through sight.

If your rank is higher than the horse's, you are qualified to ride it.

But your level must be lower than it.

Excuse me.

Forget about riding them; they might even create a hierarchy of contempt for you.

Inside a house near the intersection.

A plump girl with fair skin, wearing a pale yellow dress, saw this scene and covered her mouth, giggling.

"How interesting, that wizard was actually looked down upon by a horse."

"Oh dear... I almost made eye contact with that black-toothed horse too."

"If it sees my level, I'll be looked down upon too."

The girl quickly used her slender hand to block the position of the black-toothed horse at the intersection.

The girl was also a witch.

The other side.

Behind the glass attic of a bunker's top floor.

A young man dressed in a black wizard's robe, with a gloomy face and black rune marks on his forehead.

It watched all of this silently, like a sculpture.

A young man from a wealthy wizarding family.

A poor wizard who doesn't fit in with the bunker district and can only stand by the roadside.

And that girl with amazing development.

These scenes were perfectly presented in the young man's mind.

The young man was also a wizard.

quickly!

The clatter of hooves sounded, and the proud black-toothed horse led its master away.

The girl also drew the curtains.

The young man in the attic shifted his gaze elsewhere.

An unexpected little gathering has now come to an end.

It felt like all insight, vision, and perception had detached from oneself.

Tucker rubbed his temples by the roadside.

But beneath his hand was Tucker's smiling lips.

The crimson morning light shone through the gaps in his palms, falling on Tucker's pupils and illuminating the face he was searching for.

"Hello, A-level genius!"

"Hmm...it was a very nice meeting."

"I hope I made a good impression on you!"

(End of this chapter)