Broker

The Red Marsh Wizard Academy had a tower dedicated to transactions. It housed official stores set up by the academy and places that purchased resources from students.

Located in the northwest corner of the Wizard Academy, this trading tower was adjacent to two guarding magic towers of the Wizard Academy, with strong protection in terms of security.

But standing in the hall on the ground floor of the trading tower, Raymon was a little dazed.

In front of him was the interior of this trading tower. In the center of the hall was a spiral staircase that gradually climbed to the top of the tower. This nine-story trading tower had strength restrictions for traders on each floor.

As a third-level apprentice, Raymon could only enter the bottom three floors. Raymon saw the rules hung at the entrance before entering. These were the rules that must be followed to enter the trading tower.

No provocation, no fighting, no private transactions...

Raymon carefully read the rules. The requirements on it were quite reasonable.

This trading tower was the only trading place in the entire Red Marsh area guaranteed by the Wizard Academy. Many creatures friendly to humans or neutral came here to trade.

Everything from food and cloth to protective arrays that could protect a village could be bought here.

The hard currency here was magic stones. Barter was also acceptable. There were old wizards in the trading tower who could appraise the value of items. Everything could be valued by them.

Although Raymon knew there would be non-human creatures inside, he was still a little dazed after entering the main gate of the trading tower.

Dwarves of short stature and stocky physique covered in mist, bizarre creatures over four meters tall, and even a few ugly goblins with green skin were looking around in the hall.

But Raymon, who hesitated, not knowing where to go, soon heard a delighted greeting. "Raymon? Are you Raymon?"

The familiar voice made Raymon turn around. He saw a young man in a gray robe walking quickly over from the corner of the hall. The young man's somewhat childish round face showed surprise.

"I'm Elif. We're from the same period!" Seeing Raymon's confused expression, the young man smiled and introduced himself. "I heard that after you became Master Edgar's direct disciple, you never left the room. Is that true?"

Raymon smiled with a calm expression. What this round-faced young man said reminded him that Elif was indeed one of the people who came here with him and could be considered his classmate.

Through Elif's account, Raymon learned that his seclusion in the room had become a topic of conversation among students of the same period. The fact that he had killed a first-level wizard on the ship before was also spread intentionally or unintentionally.

"Elif, are you here to buy things too?" Interrupting Elif, who was excited to continue asking about killing the first-level wizard, Raymon frowned and asked.

"Because many courses at the academy require magic stones to study, I work part-time here to earn magic stones." Elif smiled knowingly. "I have only reached the second-level apprentice. Many tasks issued by the academy require the strength of at least third-level apprentices, so I have to come here to guide people..."

Under the enthusiastic introduction of Elif, Raymon learned that the public courses at the Red Marsh Wizard Academy also had different course contents. General courses only taught students basic meditation methods and the skills that wizard apprentices must master.

However, some practical techniques and some private techniques of instructors required paying a certain amount of magic stones to study.

The Wizard Academy also considered that many students did not have magic stones. Therefore, the Wizard Academy specifically provided some odd jobs to provide students in need of magic stones with a way to earn magic stones. If strong enough, they could also accept bounty tasks from the academy to earn a large amount of magic stones.

"I receive human traders here. No matter what you buy in the trading tower, I will get a reward from the trading tower. So please tell me your purpose here, and I can accurately guide you." Elif bowed exaggeratedly with a cheerful smile on his face, not avoiding the source of his income.

"Broker?" The word that popped into Raymon's mind made him frown.

Although Raymon did not understand why the academy set it up like this, seeing that Elif was familiar with the surroundings, it seemed that he had worked in the trading tower for quite some time.

Without being pretentious, Raymon directly described what he needed. Under Elif's guidance, Raymon went to the second floor of the trading tower.

Along the way, Elif carefully introduced the settings of the trading tower to Raymon. The first floor was the trading area for bulk goods, selling and buying food, cloth, and various raw materials.

The second floor was where wizard apprentices could buy wizard supplies. The third floor was dedicated to selling wizard skills and related knowledge, but very few people went there due to the high prices.

When the two arrived on the second floor, Elif skillfully led Raymon to a corner of the hall. There was a shop specializing in selling instructor items. According to Elif's introduction, the old shopkeeper was an old man with no hope of advancing to a first-level wizard.

"What you need is a small thermostatic container, which requires two low-level magic stones," the shopkeeper said, taking out several flower pots after understanding Raymon's intention. "The medium size requires ten, and the large size requires fifty."

When the shopkeeper handed over the flower pots, Raymon felt a faint radiation emanating from them. Upon close observation, Raymon found that in the center of the bottom of this flower pot, several overlapping triangles were engraved, emitting heat from these clustered triangles.

This was a flower pot that could control the temperature high and low through mental power. The small flower pot covered a radius of half a meter, while the large one could cover a radius of ten meters.

However, since the formation engraved on the flower pot itself required magic stones as an energy source, the wizard who made this could only earn a craftsman's fee.

"You are Master Edgar's disciple, so you should go to your mentor for tips on cultivation," the shopkeeper said quite fairly, not taking the opportunity to promote his plant cultivation experience here. "Even your mentor buys thermostatic flower pots from me."

Four low-level magic stones bought two small flower pots, which shocked Elif. Under his explanation, Raymon learned that Elif's remuneration here for half a month was only one low-level magic stone.

Raymon spent four low-level magic stones at once, which made Elif extremely envious. But it also attracted Raymon's attention to the prices in the Wizard Academy. For Raymon, such generosity was not what he hoped for with his usually low-key behavior...