A Tremendous Opportunity!

"You mean you heard there was a wager here, so you came running over?"

The Elves' Second Elder wore an utterly incredulous expression.

Master Ragewind nodded as if it were only natural. "They said it was a wager that could change the world. How could I not be interested?"

"What did your invitation say, then?"

"Viscount Rost wishes to combine various methods of healing, including but not limited to Druid Potions, Holy Water, alchemical creations... as well as Magitech Devices, commercial forces, and church forces, to improve the ability of all intelligent life in this world to survive..."

The Elves' Second Elder quickly recited the contents of his invitation.

Master Ragewind listened, unable to stop himself from wearing an expression that said, Are you kidding me?

Why did that sound so fantastical?

Could something like that really be done?

As everyone knew, they were actually competitors.

Although the druids worshiped the Nature God, who did not require them to heal people, they still needed to earn sufficient funding through healing potions. As the continent's foremost druid, he had once spent more than two hundred long years making a living from Druid Potions.

Of course, druids like them were also paragons of respect for life.

If they encountered someone gravely injured, they were more than willing to lend a hand.

The Church of Light used Holy Water to draw in the faith of its followers.

Their Holy Water was usually distributed to the public at fixed times.

The many churches were, in truth, no more than variations of those two situations.

As for alchemists, they were an even greedier pack of bloodsuckers.

It could be said that they would stop at nothing for gold coins.

After all, they themselves were among the biggest spenders in the world.

Some sought gold coins,