A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 207 Harvest and Inheritance

With Booker's help, Jiang Shuzhou quickly sorted out all the knowledge left behind by Seth Hamlet.

It mainly involves two disciplines: flesh and blood and the creation of magical items.

Furthermore, Set's knowledge in the field of magical item crafting is extremely extensive, clearly indicating that he has been stuck at the intermediate level for a long time.

In terms of flesh and blood, these are basically outdated things. Jiang Shuzhou has inherited the gospel of flesh and blood, so he looks down on them.

But the chairs and bookshelves made of Anshen wood were fine items, and Jiang Shuzhou naturally accepted them with pleasure.

There's no switch that can destroy the elves with a single press; it just means Set wasn't cautious enough.

The only remaining noteworthy spell is one that can detect elven bloodlines.

This is something that doesn't exist in the league.

This spell, called "Detect Elf Bloodline," has been specially optimized and modified, making it highly sensitive enough to detect even elves with only 1/10 of the bloodline.

Even the difficulty of releasing it and the required extraordinary level are not high, only the second level is needed, and after modification, it can also be released on a large scale in groups.

Its auxiliary runes number only thirty-three, which is dozens of times more concise than other spells in the League.

Nowadays, mages, relying on their spellcasting proficiency and the assistance of items, are creating more and more auxiliary runes, which are getting longer and longer.

The classic spells Oil and Fireball could once create a sea of ​​fire.

The Combustion spell created by modern mages requires more than eighty auxiliary runes, and that's the original version, not including the modified version.

It's pure torture.

Therefore, Jiang Shuzhou now always modifies spells himself and tries to reduce the number of auxiliary runes, striving to accomplish the greatest things with the fewest auxiliary runes.

Of course, this also applies to alchemy, only it has become overly standardized.

Everything has to be standardized; there's no room for imagination. Jiang Shuzhou's products have even been criticized as wildly imaginative and nonsensical.

If you lack imagination, you should go into the machinery industry!

However, Jiang Shuzhou calmed down later. After all, there are all kinds of people, and there's no need to get angry with such people.

Although much of Seth's knowledge is outdated, it still reveals his forward-thinking nature.

For example, they studied the Elven Mother Tree in order to mass-produce flesh and blood creations.

Isn't this the flesh and blood mother tree?

Jiang Shuzhou succeeded, but Seth didn't live to see that day.

If he were still alive, the League would perhaps have gained another legendary alchemist.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".

As Jiang Shuzhou flipped through Seth's experimental log, he felt a mutual exchange and collision of ideas between himself and this alchemist from hundreds of years ago.

Despite being complete strangers, there was a strange sense of sadness.

If he were born in modern times, perhaps the two of them could call each other fellow Daoists.

After putting away the book, Jiang Shuzhou left the study and then wandered around the other rooms.

Sure enough, there was nothing there.

"Master, Father, please let me have a sip, just one sip."

Booker was extremely thirsty and lacked energy, so it desperately needed to drink some nutrient solution.

That's enough, it's like I've wronged you.

Jiang Shuzhou walked out of the castle and threw Booker directly into the Blood Lake.

With a gurgling sound, ripples spread across the blood lake.

It starts as a long string of bubbles, like someone taking big gulps of water, and then a whirlpool forms.

The water level is slowly dropping, which is Booker putting in the effort.

"My lord, this is..."

Jim, who had been waiting patiently outside for half a day, was startled by the situation and quickly asked Jiang Shuzhou for clarification.

"It's nothing, it's normal."

Jiang Shuzhou was in a good mood. He hadn't encountered any danger during the exploration. Fortunately, the mage was from the Off-Net faction during the Second Magic War.

Any mage from the era of the Goddess of Magic would find a trap here.

After all, back then the mages were truly a disorganized bunch, each fighting their own battles, and those who were enemies were actually on good terms with each other.

After all, the number of promotion slots is limited. If some people can be promoted, others can only wait for the next wave. Moreover, it's not based on talent or ability, but purely on luck, financial resources, and contributions.

It would be a miracle if this relationship could get better.

Furthermore, Jiang Shuzhou isn't from the Hamlet family, and if he comes with the family crest used to open the treasure, he'll almost certainly be turned into an enemy on the spot.

However, this Seth was quite open-minded; as long as someone answered the riddle correctly and was a mage, anyone could come in.

The letter left behind made no mention of family matters.

The bloodline wasn't blocked that tightly.

Since this Seth is so generous, Jiang Shuzhou naturally can't be any less generous. The first thing he should do is give the Hamlet family some compensation.

The elves must be destroyed, as Jiang Shuzhou promised Jim, but one thing is one thing: some compensation must be given.

Do you have any daughters or anything like that?

Upon hearing this, Jim's expression changed.

"What...what do you mean?"

It seems like they've misunderstood.

Am I such a terrifying person?

"You know, this is the treasure left behind by the ancestors of the Hamlet family?"

Jim nodded.

"I'm a good person, so since I accepted someone's gift, it's natural for me to help out their younger generation."

Jiang Shuzhou made his point very clearly.

Jim understood what Jiang Shuzhou meant.

"Yes, but I've placed her with someone else."

Then, Jim suddenly stopped talking.

"What, you don't trust me?"

Jim shook his head, then continued.

"I don't know where she is now."

"To prevent someone from using magic to find out her whereabouts after I was captured, I handed her over to a very kind couple, left a large sum of money, and left."

"I didn't ask for their address, and I even suggested they move to another place."

"So you still don't know where she is?"

Jim nodded.

Jiang Shuzhou had nothing to say, after all, the situation was urgent, and he could completely understand this behavior.

"Do you think she'll still acknowledge you?"

Jim opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

It was obvious that he knew the answer too.

"Never mind, I'll arrange for someone to find one for you."

"Why don't you go and talk to Gus? He might have something in common with you."

After all, they had both been through hardships and displacement, and their relatives and friends had been killed. Perhaps Guts could offer some advice to this young father.

Regardless, Jiang Shuzhou would guarantee Jim a lifetime of wealth and honor, and if he could find the child, he would try his best to let him embark on the path of a mage.

After all, since you've accepted their gifts, you can't go too far.

Even without Booker, the thousand-year-old Anshen Wood alone is worth several thousand magic stones, so it's only right to make some arrangements for his descendants.

It all depends on whether that girl who survived the ordeal has the luck to live.

If she is exceptionally talented and of sound mind, then Jiang Shuzhou would not mind taking her as his disciple.

After all, Jiang Shuzhou did lack an apprentice to help him with odd jobs.

Time passed by little by little.

The whirlpool grew larger and larger, and the water level of the blood lake dropped lower and lower. Soon, the area dried up.

"Hahaha, I, Booker, am alive again!"