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Chapter 137 A Letter from the Royal Magic Academy

Chapter 137 A Letter from the Royal Magic Academy

After buying the materials, Dorothy stayed at home and didn't go out.

【Magic Meditation Technique: LV15 (100/150)】

【Magic Meditation Technique: LV15 (106/150)】

【Magic Meditation Technique: LV15 (113/150)】

Alchemy LV9 (46/90)

Alchemy LV9 (57/90)

Alchemy LV9 (68/90)

Dorothy's proficiency level on her panel increases every day.

Of course, while she was in seclusion practicing alchemy, she was also keeping an eye on and inquiring about news from the outside world.

Yes, I'll find out through Anna.

Elor hadn't had much rest all year, and during this holiday, she spent every day lying in bed doing nothing, not going out at all.

The plan.

So only Anna goes out each day.

Every time Anna returned, she would bring Dorothy news about the candidate saintess.

"She underwent a baptism of holy water at Toronto Square today."

Another day passed.

"We purchased a batch of medicines in the shopping district and sent them to remote areas through merchants to treat the children's illnesses."

After some time had passed.

"These days she is reading the doctrines of the Church of Holy Light every day in the outer city."

After some time had passed.

"A group of believers from the Holy Light Church heard that there was a saintess here, so they all gathered here. Recently, the saintess has been busy comforting those believers."

After Dorothy heard about the saint from Anna, her eyelids twitched involuntarily. Why did she feel that the saint wasn't planning to leave?

The timing of the saint's departure is uncertain, and Dorothy's alchemy progress is also not going smoothly.

Besides seeing her proficiency increase on the panel every day, Dorothy realized that she didn't seem to have much talent for this skill.

Dorothy purchased a total of ten sets of materials from Owen to make the potion.

Eight of these materials have already been used.

As for the potion produced, it naturally resulted in total annihilation.

It can't be said that they were all wiped out; they still managed to produce a bottle of medicine, but the quality was inferior and far from being of a marketable standard.

If Dorothy dared to take the inferior potion she made to Owen for recycling, that dwarf uncle would definitely blacklist her.

The plan to level up skills was successful, but the plan to make and sell magic potions failed.

Dorothy has hardly any gold coins left.

"You need money to become a great wizard." This was Dorothy's heartfelt sentiment.

Dorothy wants to find a way to make money steadily and continuously.

Both Elor and Lyons are children of nobles.

Although Elor and Lyons don't have a very good relationship with their families right now, it's clear that they're not short of money, partly because of the support they receive from their families.

Dorothy's only way to make money right now is by working as a mercenary and completing missions.

However, it would be an insult to the status of a mage for a dignified sorcerer to act like a warrior and exert himself physically.

Making money isn't that easy.

Dorothy sighed, looking at the messy desktop.

The table was covered with the remains of various medicinal herbs.

Dorothy tidied up the table quickly and poured the residue from the alchemy pot into the trash can that had been prepared beforehand.

Then, carrying the trash in his hand, he prepared to go out and dispose of it.

As Dorothy reached the door, she saw Elor carrying two large bags in her hands as she walked back from outside.

"Elor? When did you leave?" Dorothy blinked. She was so focused on making potions in the house that she didn't even notice when Elor left.

Elor simply shook her head and walked past Dorothy.

It's obvious the girl isn't in a good mood today.

Dorothy took the magical remnants in her hand to the designated incinerator to burn them, and then returned to find Elor.

At this moment, Elor was lying on her bed, with the two large bags she had been carrying just lying carelessly on the floor.

The contents of the bag also spilled out.

Dorothy glanced inside; it was filled with various dresses.

Dorothy walked to the bedside, reached out and stroked Elor's back softly, saying, "Who upset our Elor? Tell me, and I'll go teach him a lesson."

Dorothy bared her fangs menacingly, as if she would bite Errol the moment he uttered his name.

Elor lifted her face from the bed, looked at Dorothy, and gently shook her head: "No."

Elor's eyes were slightly red, clearly she had just been crying.

Dorothy couldn't help but reach out and gently hug her because of her frail appearance.

When Elor saw the two bags of clothes on the ground, she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.

She hugged Dorothy even tighter.

Actually, my friend's shop is closing down.

Elor finally couldn't hold back and told Dorothy why she was sad.

"————" Dorothy glanced at the clothes on the ground.

Those were clearly the things that Elor's friend had asked her to retrieve when he closed down the business.

Dorothy looked at the long dresses on the ground and comforted her, "It's okay, these dresses are all beautiful, which means your friend has good tailoring skills. She will definitely be able to make a comeback."

Faced with Dorothy's comforting words, Elor couldn't help but lower her head and lean on Dorothy's shoulder.

"Thank you, Dorothy. She'll be so happy to hear that."

"However, Angel said that her aesthetic sense is not good. Everyone is more used to wearing those gorgeous and complicated dresses. Not many people buy the dresses she makes. Even if she opens a store again, it will definitely go out of business again because of design problems."

"And she's moving out today."

That Angel must be the name of Elor's friend.

Dorothy then realized that the dresses she and Elor wore last time were obviously made by her friend.

Moreover, the clothes designed by the other party were not very popular, and Elor liked them only because they happened to fit her aesthetic.

Even more gorgeous and elaborate dresses!

Dorothy reached out and patted Elor's back. At this moment, both she and Elor were still wearing the dress, which was indeed very simple in style.

If it's due to aesthetic reasons, then there's really nothing anyone can do to help.

In terms of design, if you ask a designer to change their aesthetic sense, it's no different from killing them.

Such words seem unable to offer any comfort.

Dorothy could only tell Elor to rest and then left the room.

Time slowly passed, and a month later.

The candidate saintess of the Holy Light Church finally left.

Dorothy spent all her gold coins while learning alchemy.

This period is perfect because there's no money left to continue leveling up alchemy proficiency, so you can start training in Abyssal Magic again.

If that saintess had left any later, Dorothy doesn't know what she could have done.

Just as Dorothy was preparing to leave the city again with Anna to practice their abyssal magic, Leona came looking for her.

"My brother has already left for the Royal Magic Academy, and then he sent a letter."

Leona handed the letter to Dorothy.

"This is especially for you."

Dorothy took the letter, looked at it from both sides, and saw that the sender's name was written on it.

"Princess Laffey?"