In Mage Tower, the deepest part of the Royal Capital Magic Academy, Marquis Hubert was waiting quietly in front of a door with the fist-sized fruit in his hands.
After an unknown amount of time, the door in front of him was slowly pushed open, and a tall, thin man wearing a pure black mage robe walked out. Although his appearance was a bit frail, his deeply sunken eyes had a kind of light that no one else had, which was breathtaking.
Morey raised his eyes and looked at Hubert in front of him, and asked, "Mr. Marquis, have you brought the fruit you mentioned?"
"Well, Master Morey, I exchanged it with the other party." Hubert's status is similar to Morey, but because he wants to ask for help, his tone seems a lot more humble.
Morey waved his hand, "You don't need to be so polite, Lord Marquis, it's just an equal exchange. You pay and I will help you refine the potion. Besides, I am also interested in the magical fruit you mentioned. It sounds somewhat similar to the legendary God-Bestowed Fruit."
Although Morey said so, Hubert knew that if ordinary people wanted to find Morey to refine potions, it would be a lot of difficulty.
Not only is he Alchemy Grandmaster, but he is also a high-ranking member of the Magic Academy. His status is higher than that of most nobles in the royal capital. Do you want to use your power to overpower others? A random word from someone can make you nervous.
If this were not the case, Morey would not have spent the 25 million just to have a chance to make friends with Morey. Otherwise, even if he was the head of the Hilt Family, one of the three great swordsmen in the kingdom, the other party would not betray his face, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Hubert handed over the prepared fruit in his hand and said, "This is the fruit."
When Morey waved, an illusory Hand of the Mage appeared out of thin air, took the fruit from Hubert's hand, and then put the fruit on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, with a look of piety and intoxication on his face.
The next second, an ecstatic expression appeared on Morey's face. "I can feel the active magic power on this fruit. Just smelling it and the magic activity in my body became active. This is just a raw material and it is already comparable to some trained magic power activating potions. If it is made into a potion, the effect will definitely be outstanding!"
Seeing Morey's satisfied expression, Hubert relaxed slightly and asked, "If this fruit is added, will the promotion potion be more reliable?"
"Of course." Morey said noncommittally, and with a twist of his hand, the fruit disappeared from his hand.
Then he looked at Hubert across from him and asked, "Your Angus's talent is not bad, why do you have to spend so much effort to get such a thing. Even without this potion, it will be a matter of time before he is promoted to Archmage."
"He is almost sixty years old..." Hubert stopped talking after finishing this sentence.
After hearing this, Morey stopped asking any more questions. There is a saying among the mages, "Those who have not been promoted to Archmage before the age of sixty have no hope of touching the threshold of the Dharma Saint in this life."
This sentence is not a rumor. The dean of the Royal Capital Magic Academy - Archmage Wright, was promoted to Archmage when he was forty-five years old. The six great legends Archmage in the kingdom all advanced to Archmage before the age of sixty, and are now on their way to becoming Dharma Saints.
"You are too persistent. There are only a handful of mage saints who have appeared in our country since its establishment. The path of mage is too difficult. Even if you have talent, you may not be able to reach that point." Morey gave a rare word of advice, but he knew that this was not only persuading the other party, but also persuading his former self.
When he was young, Morey felt that he was the proud man of heaven. Even if he could not advance to the Dharma Saint level, he could still get a Archmage for fun. Unfortunately, reality soon gave him a beating. Now he has been stuck at the Archmage level for almost two hundred years, with no sign of a breakthrough. If nothing unexpected happens, he will remain a Archmage for the rest of his life.
"After all, there is still hope, isn't there?" Hubert also expressed a rare emotion. It's not like he didn't know the hardships involved.
But they Hilt Family are all knights and warriors who practice Battle Aura. People from other families may not feel it deeply, but his family feels it deeply, especially when they are on the battlefield.
Juggernaut? It sounds like he should be on the same level as the Dharma Saint, but when it comes to fighting, the Dharma Saint on the opposite side can directly drag the three sword masters on his side, and he can also gain the upper hand in the battle. The sword master himself is completely passive.
And the role of mages in battle is really great. Not only can they play a role in battle, even he also hopes that there will be more mages in the army he leads, so that he can have some prerequisite advantages in war.
And the experience of spending so much money to get medicine from Morey this time, it all told him that mages are indeed much better than knights and warriors.
This is a bit like the mentality of those ancient military generals. Although they were born in the military, they always hoped that their descendants could become civil servants. Only by experiencing it yourself can you know what is best.
Not only that, the lifespan of a mage is several times longer than that of a knight who practices Battle Aura.
He is now a sword master, and his lifespan is only seven or eight hundred at most, while Archmage, who is one level below him, has a lifespan of more than two thousand. His strength will weaken as his body ages, but a mage is different. He will only become stronger with age. The older a mage is, the higher his proficiency in spells will be.
Therefore, Hubert eagerly hopes that there will be a mage in his family who can shoulder the burden, so that even if he is sacrificed on the battlefield or his life is exhausted in the future, Hilt Family will not be in despair. Even if he knew how difficult and arduous this road was, he was still willing to pay a huge price to carry it out.
"Okay, I am paid to work anyway. If I say more, it will seem a bit annoying, but I have to tell you in advance. This potion is not 100% guaranteed to be able to break through to Archmage. You have to be mentally prepared."
"Excuse me." Hubert said, "If even the potion you refined cannot help him break through, it means that this is his life."
The promotion potion has a probability of failure. Isn't the reason why he found Morey, Alchemy Grandmaster, to increase the probability of success in promotion? If it were another alchemist, he might not even be able to refine the potion that would allow Archmage to advance to Archmage.
"Of course it's best if you think so. Because I haven't seen this fruit before, it will take a longer time, probably three or four months."
"No problem. If Master Morey needs any materials, just tell me and I will find them for you."
"No, I've already charged you so much money. I can just bear the materials myself." At this point, Morey paused and asked, "There's just a question, from whom did you exchange this fruit?"
Hubert rolled his eyes and replied calmly, "That person has some relationship with Sophia. If Master Morey is interested, I will contact her for you and ask Sophia to arrange a meeting for you."
, there was an embarrassed look on Morey's face, and he said with a sneer, "August Family's Sophia, forget it."
When he was young, because he did something immoral, he went to hook up with the wife of the August Family ancestor. After he was discovered, he was immediately caught, hung, and beaten. If it weren't for the fact that he had already shown a certain amount of alchemy talent and was saved by the dean, he would have been beaten to death by the ancestor of the Sophia family.
Because of the injustice and the fact that he couldn't beat the opponent, he had to hide away when he met him. So when he heard that it was Sophia's connection, Morey also gave up his thoughts on finding the owner behind the fruit.