While the unruly prince discussed something with his followers, the wizard returned to his room.

Sitting upright in the tabernacle, the wizard felt that he was relieved suddenly.

In his opinion, the matter of being born with a flame witch is about to be settled, because he believes that the wizards in the Huangsha Swamp Academy will never refuse his request. At worst, he will do more for that academy in the future.

After resting for a while, the wizard suddenly rang out the donkey that was taken away. The donkey was the carrier of the curse of Viscount Rose. Although Viscount Rose lost care because of the death of his uncle, he died of hunger. However, the wizard felt that he still had to kill the donkey.

Because the donkey, which is the carrier of curses, has a lot to do with the cursed person.

"The donkey must be killed, otherwise there will be disaster in the future." The wizard remembered some of the accounts in the wizard's covenant.

According to the Wizard's Covenant, those who use curses like him must finally clear out the cursed body.

Of course, there is another more important point that if nothing unexpected happens, the soul of the dead Viscount Radix Flower will descend on the donkey through the power of curses, seize the donkey's soul and become the master of the donkey's body.

"Slay the weeds and eliminate the roots!" The wizard thought of some of the instructors in the wizard's covenant and shook his head and laughed badly.

"It is important to chase the donkey, but I also have to stay here. But the group of people in Rongdian Church are really stupid. After spending such a long time, they can't catch the donkey. It's really disappointing!"

"It seems that if I want to catch the donkey, I must take action myself."

"It's just that the donkey has been cursed, and there is no way to implement a second curse after such a long time interval."

The wizard walked back and forth in the room, thinking about how to deal with the escaped donkey.

More than an hour later, the wizard finally remembered how to chase the donkey. He just wanted to chase the other party, but because he lacked the necessary items and strength, he could only temporarily let go.

After letting go of these thoughts, the wizard's life returned to a state of calm. In addition to the necessary practice every day, he walked around the Red River Valley to see the progress of the project, and to see the sacrificial rituals at night. Occasionally, he tried to conduct some small experiments: studying the effect of the little fish intertwined with gold and red. Such a small life is also free and comfortable.

On this day, while patrolling the projects in the Red River Valley, the wizard saw Sister Frose who had not seen for many days.

Seeing the wizard, a flush appeared on Frosy's face, and a trace of disgust and hatred flashed deep in his eyes.

"What are you busy with these days?" The wizard only saw the flush on Sister Frozen's face, but thought the other party was shy, but did not see the disgust deep in the nun's eyes.

"It's nothing, just look at the drawings and check the progress of the project. By the way, do you think you will recruit some alchemists and spellcasters? We studied it carefully a few days ago and found that if we add some alchemists and spellcasters, our project progress can be increased by one tenth or one fifth." Sister Frose turned her head and didn't want to see the wizard.

Many times these days, she deliberately avoided the wizard. Especially when she was lonely and wanted to solve herself, her sweetheart's handsome face and the wizard's ugly face kept appearing in her mind.

"I was just confused by the medicine, otherwise I would never let this wizard take advantage." Sister Froze told herself again and again that her original choice was to be forced to do so.

"Well! Then invite some here! The more people the better." The wizard said without thinking, and followed Sister Frozen's words.

"The problem is that the Kulun Empire and even all the surrounding empires have suppressed us a lot, and this suppression is getting bigger and bigger. Some merchants say that the raw materials they purchase will increase the price by one percent as long as the raw materials they purchase are built in the Red River Valley."

"It's just a few small problems." The wizard's fingers staggered, gathering in his chest: "Raise the price. As long as the problem can be solved with money, it's not a problem."

"The problem is we don't have much money anymore. To build your wizard castle, we almost all the vouchers in the Coulon Empire."

"Money is not a problem. Hum, does Dream Virgin know?"

"I know, a spiritual poison." Sister Frozen's eyes flashed, then shook her head and said, "Do you want to configure this spiritual poison? Many people want to know their secret recipes, but no one can know them."

"Haha, that's because this poison was developed by our wizards. So far, all the dream elfs sold in any continent and in any empire were made by wizards."

"Really?" A trace of joy appeared in Sister Froze's eyes when she heard this.

"Our Rong Temple Church is willing to help you configure this potion."

"Forget it, this kind of potion can only be configured by the wizard's means. Even if others tell you the recipe, you can't configure it. Because you don't have the wizard's wizard power."

"Fantasy Demon, what price is in the Kulun Empire?"

"One gram of Dream Magician requires 100 gold coins to be purchased. Of course, the premise is that you must have some connections to buy it. Otherwise, no matter how much money you have, you won't think about getting this poison."

"I can make one hundred grams a day! Well, ten thousand gold coins, yes, ten thousand gold coins a day are enough for all the workers in the Red River Valley today."

“That way, we will save a lot of money.”

"Ten thousand gold coins seem to be a lot, but it is probably not easy to rely on ten thousand gold coins a day to hire alchemists and spellcasters to work for us."

"Don't have too high requirements! Now I can make a lot of money. A few months ago, I could only make one gold coin medicine." The wizard smiled. He felt that 10,000 gold coins a day was enough. Of course, if his lost witchcraft props could be retrieved, he could try to make another potion: a potion that does not harm the body, but any man would like.

Only then will he be able to make a lot of money.
Chapter completed!