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Chapter 110 New Spells
Chapter 110 New Spells
Wilder slept until noon.
Not seeing Talia in the tavern on the first floor, he found a single table and enjoyed a lunch set meal.
Before leaving, he beckoned Ella to the table.
"Mr. Wilder, is there anything I can do for you?"
Ella is fiery and passionate, with a youthful face that carries the playfulness unique to her age.
"Do you have any drinks suitable for girls?" Wilder asked with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Ella's face immediately turned cold.
Is this meant for that girl with brown hair?
Do you like her that much?
This is so annoying!
However, as a senior waitress at the Colt Hotel, she is quite professional.
Even though he wanted to turn away gracefully, he still patiently answered the handsome monk's question: "Starlight Chantilly and plum sparkling wine are selling quite well."
"Star—what's that?" Wilder scratched his head. "What kind of liquor is that?"
"Starlight Chantilly"
Ella pouted, her anger rising as she thought about how much detail he had asked about that girl.
"It's apple cider sparkling wine."
"Oh, which of these two has a lower alcohol content?" Wilder pressed.
Ella took a deep breath.
It's never going to end!
"Starlight Chantilly has a low alcohol content; it's like drinking nothing at all."
"How much?"
"Fifty copper coins," she replied expressionlessly.
"I'd like a drink."
Wilder took money out of his pocket and handed it to Ella.
"Oh, I'll deliver it to you—"
"Please deliver this to Ella, the waitress at the Colt Inn."
Wilder interrupted, "Thank you for all the side dishes she sent me the other day."
"?"
Ella was stunned.
It was actually —
A gift for me?
"Have a pleasant afternoon, Miss Ella. I have other matters to attend to this afternoon, so I'll be leaving now."
After speaking, Wilde got up and left the Colt Inn.
As a mage, he did not cast any bewitching spells on Ella.
But strangely, she stood frozen in place for more than three seconds.
After leaving the Colt Inn, Wilder went straight to the magic supplies shop.
Stepping back into the luxurious and magnificent building, Wilder touched the heavy fifty-odd gold coins in his pocket, his heart filled with—
They gained a bit more confidence.
Various exquisite staffs, rare and unique crystals, magical artifacts shimmering with golden light —
His gaze swept over the price tags one by one.
"Well----"
It seems I still can't afford it.
He sighed and obediently walked towards the actual spell scroll counter.
The young clerk in charge of this counter was impressed by Wilder, remembering that he had just bought a scroll of the bewitching spell "Crowning of Madness" from here a few days ago.
The mage wasn't good at this kind of magic; she had already reminded him of it last time.
I guess they didn't get along well with the practice, so they gave up on that spell and chose something else instead?
A level 2 spell scroll is worth five gold coins, which is definitely not a small amount for him.
The clerk suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for the young monk in front of her.
"Hello, would you like to choose a spell scroll?"
She asked warmly, "Tell me what you need, and I'll help you. This time, I guarantee I'll help you choose the right spell."
Wilder frowned.
this time?
What does that mean?
The [Crazy Crown] that I recommended last time is also very useful.
"What are the scrolls for the Bewitching/Controlling Spells?" he asked.
"what?"
The teller was taken aback.
no----
This mage is so stubborn!
Practicing spells isn't like winning the lottery. If a spell from the Bewitching/Control school isn't suitable for a mage, then it's simply not suitable. There's no such thing as changing to another spell and it will work.
"Is that all?"
Seeing that the teller didn't speak, Wilder asked again.
"How did you learn the Crazy Crown you bought last time?" she asked tentatively.
"Um----"
Wilder thought about it and decided that it was best not to reveal this matter to anyone other than the team, especially in a magic trading company full of mages.
"I can't learn it at all, it's too difficult!"
The clerk nodded, with an expression that said, "I knew it."
"Then why not try a different school of magic? Perhaps it would suit you better," she suggested.
"It's nothing, I just like collecting scrolls," Wilder said casually.
After saying that, he patted the pocket at his waist, indicating that he was not short of money.
However, considering that this was a magic merchant guild where a single staff could cost hundreds of gold coins, he immediately felt that his action was somewhat idiotic.
"Oh well."
A teller is just a teller; they cannot refuse business that comes to them.
"There aren't many spells available for the Bewitching/Controlling faction. Besides the [Crazy Crown] you bought last time, there's only [Eloquent Tongue] and [Immobilize Humanoids] left."
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Wilder nodded, unsurprised.
These kinds of spells are not suitable for mages to learn, and magic merchants naturally won't do business at a loss; having two or three of them is already considered good.
"I don't want either of these."
He thought for a moment, "Can you recommend some high-damage spells, level 3 ones?"
In recent missions, he discovered that [Magic Missile] and [Burning Hand] could not kill heavily armored, difficult-level monsters in one hit.
It's certainly not as powerful as Lyle's [Hurricane Arrow] or Cyril's [Heavy Thrust].
It's time to inflict some damage.
"Level three? Are you sure you can do that?"
This teller is so kind.
I was worried he wouldn't be able to learn the Bewitching Spells, and now I'm worried he won't be able to learn Level 3 Spells.
After all, that's a spell level that only a near-intermediate mage can master!
"I'll give it a try," Wilder grinned.
"Oh well."
The teller turned around and rummaged through the cabinet for a while, then picked out three rolls of paper and placed them on the counter.
"【Lightning Bolt】, an Evocation spell, summons a linear bolt of lightning that shoots from your location in a designated direction, dealing damage and paralyzing enemies along its path."
"【Snowstorm】, a spell of the Spellcasting School. You designate a point, and freezing rain and hail will fall within a certain radius centered on that point."
"【Fireball】, an Evocation spell that summons a bright fireball that flies towards any location within range, causing extremely high damage and a burning effect."
"These are all level three spells."
Wilder nodded.
He was very satisfied with all three spells and their effects.
But as for which one to choose, he didn't hesitate at all: "I want [Fireball]."
Having come to this world of swords and magic, how can I not learn this most classic spell?
Flames devoured everything!
"Okay, thank you for your patronage."
Wilde paid ten gold coins, and the clerk wrapped the scroll for him.
Before leaving, she didn't forget to remind him: "Sir, the structure of level three spells is complex, and the learning process will definitely be difficult. Please don't doubt yourself."
Thanks.
Wilder flashed a charming smile.
After leaving the counter, he didn't linger at the magic shop and went straight to the outskirts of Ironweave Town.
The weather in the summer tide month is hot enough.
But that didn't stop him from wanting to make that open space even warmer.