Have you ever been a witch? Take this fireball!

Chapter 48 The Little Bee Magic Materials Shop

"Huh? An exam?"

Dorothy has a severe psychological trauma related to those two words.

Elor stood to the side, nodding repeatedly.

"Yes, you often face exams when you're an apprentice."

"Especially elemental magic. The magic world generally believes that the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind are the foundation of the world, so every magician has some understanding of elemental magic."

"Therefore, during the apprenticeship period, there will be exams every now and then to test the apprentices' abilities."

"Of course, Dorothy, don't worry. Your fireball spell is so powerful, you'll definitely get through smoothly."

Elor had complete confidence in Dorothy.

In the past month or so, she has come to fully realize just how amazing Dorothy's magical talent is.

"Oh, that's good."

However, Dorothy still felt her legs go weak when she heard the word "exam".

She moved slightly closer to Leonce.

"Um, Teacher Leons, as a high-level mage, you must know something about what the exam will be about, right? Could you give me a sneak peek?"

Dorothy then gave Leona a fawning smile.

Leona extended her left hand, raised it, and delivered a chop to the center of Dorothy's head.

"I think you've really lost your mind from the poisonous fog. I only taught basic magic classes, and then I came to this swamp with you. How could I possibly know what the exam is about?"

"Ugh..." Dorothy covered her head with her hands, speechless.

Elor came to Dorothy's side, reached out and gently rubbed her head, and said softly:

"Don't worry, it's just a magic apprentice exam. The content is pretty much the same every year. It's just about casting spells and seeing how proficient you are with magic."

"Hehe, you're the best, Elor. I'm relieved now." Dorothy chuckled twice.

Leonce smoothed a strand of hair from her forehead with her hand. "We've been out for forty-seven days. Counting the ten days we'll spend going back, you have three days left to rest and prepare."

"Thank you so much for helping me keep track of the time," Dorothy said, sounding somewhat helpless.

To become a good magician, you not only have to study hard, but there are also exams.

Dorothy couldn't help but ask.

Is this still another world?

After a brief rest at the Forgotten Inn, a thorough cleaning, and a hearty meal, they found a caravan heading to the City of Apprentices that afternoon and began their return journey.

……

Ten days have passed.

Leona waved to Dorothy and Elor.

"Then I'll be leaving now. It'll be a while since I'm leaving, and I still have classes to prepare."

Dorothy watched Leona's retreating figure.

"It was really tough back then."

"But isn't she only supposed to teach basic magic classes? Is there another class we need to prepare for now?"

Dorothy was a little confused.

Elor straightened her magic robe.

"Lily also teaches other courses part-time. She has been studying elven rune crafting, which is a common choice for apprentices in the Apprentice City who are interested in elven crafting."

"And she's been gone for almost two months. I guess Leon was mentoring her, since she was an apprentice who hadn't passed the basic magic course."

Dorothy looked enlightened. "Oh, I see. I was wondering why she, as a teacher, would be so free to come out with us. I thought the Blackwood family had interfered. Turns out, Mr. Leon was covering for my sister."

Elor walked towards the shopping street. "Let's go, let's get rid of the magic core now, and then you can focus on preparing for the exam."

"Ugh, this is so troublesome. Forget about the exam, even if you say I'm sure I'll pass, just hearing you mention it makes me panic." Dorothy hunched over, her hands hanging down naturally, looking listless.

"You think I won't take the exam if you don't tell me?"

Looking at the dejected Dorothy, Elor felt somewhat helpless.

"Let's go quickly."

As she spoke, she walked behind Dorothy and pushed her back as they walked.

The two dawdled as they arrived at the shopping street.

Elor led Dorothy to a magical materials shop that she was familiar with.

"This is the place. The manager's prices have always been very fair. I used to come here to sell off any materials I got."

"Um."

Dorothy looked up and saw that the store sign was a bee made of wire, with the store name "Little Bee Magic Materials Store" below it.

"Very beautiful wrought iron."

Dorothy instinctively offered a compliment.

squeak~

At that moment, the shop door was pushed open from the inside.

"Come in." A somewhat rough voice.

"Hi, Manager Owen, I'm here," Elor greeted him.

Dorothy looked at the shop manager, a dwarf whose face was mostly obscured by a large beard. He was wearing a tank top and seemed to be about the same height as her.

She noticed that the dwarf whom Elor called Owen was looking at her with clear eyes.

"And who is this?" Owen stepped aside to let Elor and Dorothy into his shop.

Dorothy nodded and introduced herself.

"My name is Dorothy."

"Dorothy, you have good taste." Owen acknowledged Dorothy's good judgment.

He walked to the counter, looked at Elor, and asked, "Girl, what brings you here today? It's been a long time since you've been here."

Elor pushed Dorothy in front of him.

"It wasn't me, it was her. We're here to sell some magic cores."

Dorothy took out all the magic cores from her storage space and opened her arms.

That's all.

The moment the magic core was placed on the counter, the magic concentration in the store increased significantly.

Owen picked up one of the magic cores and glanced at it.

"Oh? A third-tier magic core, the magic concentration is very high."

The dwarves had excellent judgment; they accurately selected the highest quality magic core from among hundreds of others.

Then Owen put down the third-tier magic core and picked up the other magic cores to look at.

He identified all the magic cores without using any tools, relying solely on his eyes.

Dorothy did not sense any magical fluctuations.

The dwarf before them was not using any identification magic; he was relying entirely on experience and intuition to make his judgment.

This made Dorothy feel a bit more awe towards the dwarfs in front of her.

She looked around the magic materials shop and saw that there were many metal products on display. Although they were rough, each one was very unique.

Shelves for displaying goods, boxes for storing miscellaneous items, stools for sitting, etc.

Everything in this shop must have been handcrafted by the dwarf in front of us.

"I'll take all of these things for 5,500 gold coins."

After Irving completed the analysis, he reported a number that neither Dorothy nor Elor had expected.

"So many!" Dorothy exclaimed in a low voice, somewhat surprised.

Irving turned around, squatted down, and opened his safe.

He muttered to himself, "I find you more pleasing to the eye, and your prices are a bit higher than those other shops."

"Thank you!" Dorothy knew it must be because she had just praised the wrought iron craftsmanship outside.

I never expected that a single word of praise would bring me hundreds of extra gold coins!

Irving arranged the gold coins in stacks, filling the counter.

"Five thousand five hundred gold coins, count them."

"No need!" Dorothy simply put the gold coins away.

They gave her an extra 500 gold coins, and Dorothy wasn't the suspicious type, so she didn't even count them.

This action brought a smile to Irving's face, which was hidden by his beard.