Chapter 574: The Mage Behind the War, Entering the Magic Cabin

Yamila is, of course, very interested in making a deal; as long as it is a project that can earn her money, she is interested.

While studying at the Magic Tower, she took advantage of her good standing with those above and below her to find many opportunities to make money from her Mage teachers and other Magic Apprentices of lower status than herself.

She once opened a tavern named 【Moon Bay】; although it was poorly managed and closed down last year to be acquired by someone else, it was, at any rate, once the most popular tavern near their Magic Tower.

She once co-founded an alchemy dyeing workshop with several apprentice juniors, and in the first year of operation, it had a substantial income, earning a solid few hundred Gold Coins, but it ceased operations in the second year due to a joint boycott by other dyeing workshops; still, it had earned a lot of money regardless.

She even secretly opened a book rental shop for magic-related books, where the books were only for rent, not for sale, and could only be viewed for a limited time within the shop; this was popular for a time among the upper echelons of the city where the Magic Tower was located, making her the center of conversation among the Nobles and wealthy merchants of the time, though she gave up on continuing the business after her teacher called a halt to it.

In short, she had worked hard and taken action to make money, a point her teacher even encouraged and praised, because her teacher was the same type of person.

At this moment, hearing the words of the young Knight-rank Warrior opposite her, Yamila was very interested.

"What kind of deal? Tell me about it first," Yamila asked curiously.

After pondering for a moment, Jier spoke: "I can give you all those Metal Ingots in the Jiedian to the north. In return, you need to hand over the 'thing' that should have been given. Also, I heard you talking to yourself just now; it seems you are in need of some beast carcasses? If you want them, I can help you get some. I won't boast about anything else, but I am quite skilled at hunting with a bow and arrow. Last year, I hunted hundreds of large wolves together with many Hunters."

Hearing Jier's words, Yamila said softly and jokingly: "It sounds like the Northwest Province of your Kingdom is a place where there are more beasts than people?"

Jier gave a wry smile: "Perhaps. At least the number of Bandits with hearts like beasts is quite high. That is the latest province developed by the Saint Hors Kingdom, and its population is far less dense than the Southern Province."

The joking ended, and Yamila fell into deep thought; she had, of course, heard many things from what Jier said just now.

For instance, she knew perfectly well who was in charge of the current Jiedian, and she was also well aware of the critical condition of the Knight Hartna—the person she was originally supposed to trade with, whom she had never met—since she had been active in the Jiedian for at least two days.

Yet Jier actually claimed to represent those Soldiers, represent the Soldier Captain Yeluba, and represent the still-living Knight Hartna himself, to take charge of trading those Metal Ingots to her.

It was as if those Metal Ingots, which were still in the hands of the Soldiers, were already Jier's own property.

Furthermore, this young Knight-rank Warrior had actually set his sights on the 【Lizardman Transformation Potion】 as the trade item! One must know that this potion could sell for a high price nowadays; the Nobles of the two Kingdoms about to go to war were constantly collecting this miraculous potion for rapid wound treatment from the market and from the hands of apothecaries.

Even the raw materials for making this potion had risen significantly in price, causing the price of Lizardmen in some black market slave markets to rise several times over.

If it weren't for the fact that Yamila herself was not skilled at making alchemy potions, she would have long since cast aside her teacher's various tasks and devoted her energy to the research and production of potions.

The Magic Apprentices who usually studied alchemy and Potion production and were bullied everywhere in the Magic Tower had now become the cash cows for her Mage teacher, while those like her who mainly studied magic construction were disliked and sent out on missions to keep them from hovering around the teacher all day.

Saying all this just meant that Yamila did not want to give up the potion she had in her hands right now; after all, it could sell for a large sum of money, and she certainly did not want to let it go.

"Oh, this deal, it's not impossible, but I need to consider it carefully."

Yamila smiled slightly; she was confident that with her appearance, a smile like this would surely captivate the young man opposite her. When the time came, she would pull him along, hook his heart, and naturally, she would get the Metal Ingots, not give the potion, and complete the mission!

But she forgot that she was still wearing a layer of disguise on her face that she had deliberately made ugly!

It couldn't be called deliberately ugly, but compared to Yamila's true appearance, the appearance she was revealing now was, if not plain, then certainly the type that blended into the crowd.

Jier was indeed not falling for it, remaining unmoved by the ingratiating smile of the average-looking Yamila.

"Consideration is fine; I also need time to prepare those Metal Ingots," Jier said, speaking words Yamila did not understand, and took the initiative to slowly step forward two paces, picking up the wild boar carcass on the ground with one hand and hoisting it onto his shoulder.

"You seem to want to transport this thing? I'll help you!" Jier said.

Yamila was noncommittal and stepped back a few paces.

Jier had already heard the response from the Spirit Dog, Big Nose. Through a growl that only he could hear, Big Nose informed him that there were no Magic Creations lying in ambush nearby, that the terrifying Magic Creation showed no signs of movement, and that even when Big Nose approached to a closer distance, that Magic Creation did not react.

After receiving this news, Jier immediately understood one thing.

From beginning to end, the only one who had discovered his Spirit Dog, Big Nose, was this magic user herself, and that Magic Creation, which looked quite formidable, was far inferior to this lady in terms of sensory detection.

After all, she had just discovered Jier hiding dozens of meters away in an instant, and easily discovered Big Nose, who was by Jier's side at the time, as well.

To test her, Jier hoisted the dead wild boar while waving his right hand, releasing the Shadow Bird into the sky.

His movements were swift, and the Shadow Bird was pitch black, looking exactly like the surrounding Forest in the dark night.

But even so, the moment Jier released the Shadow Bird, he noticed this Ms. Austin look up at the pitch-black sky, as if she could see something.

Jier raised an eyebrow and spoke to put the newly tense Yamila at ease: "Don't be nervous; the thing I released is to help me navigate in the night Forest. Although my eyesight is good, in such a dark Forest, I still have to use some means to move smoothly."

Yamila breathed a sigh of relief. She kept a distance of at least eleven or twelve meters from Jier, walking in front to lead the way, letting Jier follow her from behind while carrying the wild boar carcass.

"Although you are young, your skills seem quite substantial. None of the young Knights and Warriors I have met have as many means as you. Heh, the Divine Power Creation bestowed by the gods is truly powerful."

Seemingly praising him, Yamila was still testing him; she wanted to know which god Jier served, so she could judge how to respond next.

Jier smiled slightly and shifted the wild boar carcass on his shoulder to the other side: "Then you have seen few Knights. Although I am young, there are many Knights more powerful than me. As for your skills..."

At this point, Jier reached out and pointed vaguely at the Magic Tools still working on Yamila's body: "They also seem quite substantial. And there is such a powerful Magic Creation; one person could easily destroy a small-scale army. You must be a famous Mage in the Ophirine Kingdom, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yamila laughed happily and covered her mouth with her hand to hide her smile: "Too much praise. Although I have some fame, I am not a Mage. A formal Mage must have their own Magic Tower, and wanting to have a Magic Tower requires a resource cost that is not a small amount."

She sighed: "If I can save up half the resources and funds before I am fifty and build a Magic Tower together with other familiar companions, that would already be quite remarkable."

"It's truly not easy. You Mages, it sounds like it is also very hard work to achieve success," Jier continued.

Yamila laughed happily: "I already said I am not a Mage. I am still a Magic Apprentice; I don't even know when I will get my teacher's permission to finish my studies and go on a journey..."

By the end, Yamila felt a bit dejected. She had been busy with money-making matters all these years, which had caused her magic studies to fall behind quite a bit. But her Mage teacher had not said anything to her about it; after all, her teacher had also devoted a great deal of energy to the mineral veins in the Southern Mountains of the Saint Hors Kingdom over these years.

The Mage who discovered the various mineral veins in the Southern Mountains a few years ago was, in fact, Yamila's Mage teacher himself.

Even the war that had broken out between the Southern Province of the Saint Hors Kingdom and the Ophirine Kingdom over the past two years was the result of this Mage himself running around and exerting influence back and forth.

The two exchanged a few simple words and soon arrived at the mountain hollow where the Magic Cabin was located.

Looking up at the plain-looking little wooden house in front, Jier shivered, because he not only knew that this thing was alive, but also knew that this thing was extremely powerful and an opponent he could not defeat at present.

When they were more than a hundred meters away, Jier put down the wild boar: "Without an invitation, I'd better not approach that Magic Creation. After all, I am quite aware of how powerful it is."

Yamila looked at the wild boar on the ground with annoyance; she did not want to go to the trouble of carrying this thing again. Anyway, these Knights had plenty of strength, so it would be better to let this young Knight help her carry it the rest of the way.

"Rest assured, Mimi is actually very obedient. And it also welcomes others to visit and play!"

As she spoke, Yamila actually took the initiative to approach Jier. Except for the Magic Shield of the badge at her waist, which remained, she deactivated the two passive Magic Shields provided by her earrings, and personally pushed Jier's shoulder with her hand, making Jier pick up the wild boar carcass on the ground and walk with her toward the Magic Cabin ahead.

"Besides, aren't you going to make a deal with me? Why not have a cup of tea in the house and discuss this deal with me in detail?"

Saying this, the two walked close to the Magic Cabin.

Jier, considering that the other party was extremely close to him at this moment and he could respond in time even if some accident occurred, nodded and obediently followed her.

After approaching the Magic Cabin, Yamila signaled Jier to throw the wild boar carcass to one side, and then the two of them retreated to the other side.

Then, Yamila clapped her hands and shouted: "Mimi! Mimi! Something delicious is here! Something delicious is here!"

As soon as she shouted, a side window on the first floor of the Magic Cabin, which had been completely unresponsive, opened. A slender, pale, giant palm reached out from it, grabbed the wild boar carcass on the ground, and then the wooden door opened without wind, and the palm threw the hundred-plus-kilogram wild boar carcass into the wooden door.

Then, the wooden door closed heavily.

But Jier keenly heard the chewing sounds coming from inside the house, along with the faint noises of a wild boar carcass being torn apart.

Very terrifying.

But on the exterior of the Magic Creation, a window on the second floor opened, and from it came a sound similar to fawning: "Mii—"

Yamila seemed to understand what this Magic Creation was expressing: "Still want to eat? How about this, this young Knight here, he can help you bring back more beast carcasses later, so I am inviting him to sit inside the house, you must treat him well! Hot tea! Desserts! Serve them all up!"

"Mii!!!"

The huge wooden house let out another cry, and then the wooden door that had just received the wild boar carcass opened again, seemingly inviting Jier to enter.

Jier raised his eyebrows, but he dared not move his feet; Yamila gave him a push, but he did not budge.

Then Yamila complained about some broken magic or something, walked toward the open wooden door first, and only then did Jier dare to follow.

"Jier, your name is Jier, right? You are quite cautious."

Yamila said, turning her head with a grin.

Jier shook his head: "One cannot be anything but cautious; there are quite a few terrifying legends about Magic Creations like this in the Northwest Province!"

"Oh? Terrifying legends? About these Magic Creations? Really?"

Yamila seemed not to believe it; after walking through the door, she took off her Cloak and threw it onto the coat rack at the entrance.

She threw it casually without aiming carefully, and it seemed the Cloak would just fall to the ground, but who knew that the Wooden Wall beside the coat rack would quickly open and close, extending a small, slender white palm from within, grabbing the Cloak just as it was about to fall, and then carefully hanging it neatly on the coat rack.

"Mii!"

A cry that seemed to imply a request for credit came from the coat rack; Jier watched in astonishment, while Yamila relaxed and said proudly, with a hint of showing off: "Thank you, Mimi, well done!"

"Mii~"

Jier placed the Dwarf Long Spear in his hand on the floor, and immediately a small hand reached out from under the floorboards, lifted Jier's Dwarf Long Spear, and automatically placed it on the wall to the right after entering the door.

That seemed to be a rack for placing weapons, though it was empty.

Once the simple and restrained Dwarf Soldier Spear was placed on it, it actually fit quite well.

Seeing this, Jier joked: "It just took it away like that; it won't refuse to give it back to me, will it? Although I still have four more weapons like this, this thing was still hard-won."

"Hard-won?"

Yamila was quite interested when she heard this; she had already taken off her leather boots at some point and thrown them aside, changed into a pair of soft slippers, and while showing off her tall and graceful figure, she walked to the wall on the right side of the door and carefully examined Jier's spear.

"Eh? It's actually Dwarf craftsmanship?"

At a rough glance, Yamila let out an exclamation.

Unlike the pitch-black Forest outside, the interior of the Magic Creation not only had a warm fireplace, but there were also Lighting Device fixtures placed throughout the hall, illuminating the hall quite brightly.

And just as Yamila was carefully examining the Dwarf Long Spear, the surrounding Lighting Device fixtures actively increased their brightness, making the room even brighter so that Yamila could see more clearly.

Jier noticed this and secretly sighed, smart home powered by artificial intelligence!

But Yamila let out a shriek: "No! It's not just Dwarf craftsmanship, but the Dwarf-forged, blessed, and enchanted weapon recorded in books?"

She turned her head sharply to look at Jier: "How did you get your hands on this? Do you know how much this thing is worth?"

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