Give It All

After a moment, he held his breath and asked with great difficulty, "Lord Mage, you said—you have?"

It wasn't that Irigaray had not been around and was shocked by these few magical materials, but that no mage had ever been able to possess these rare magical materials at the same time. When the physician mentioned the materials needed for the magic recovery potion, everyone instantly went from pleasant surprise to dismay. Just obtaining the scales of the Fire Qilin was an impossible task, let alone gathering all five magical materials. The Fire Qilin was a fire-attribute holy beast of magic, and there was only brief mention of it in the historical classics of magic in the Azure Continent. This made people wonder if the Fire Qilin had really existed or it was a holy beast fabricated by the bards.

He had heard of the Woodflame Grass. It wasn't hard to find, but it was only found at the foot of Mount Austen in the western part of the Azure Continent, and the Temple of Light was located in Mount Austen. If they wanted to get the Woodflame Grass, they'd be courting death at the door of those white-robed people of the Temple of Light! How could they do that?

There were also the Azure Ears and the Ice-Snake Molt. One was a level five magical beast, and the other was a level seven magical beast. A high-level expedition team might not even be enough to defeat a high-level magical beast. It was obvious how rare it was to gather all of these things, but the Archmage had gathered four of them. Irigaray wondered how the Archmage had gathered these magical materials.

"Not all of them. I have the first four you mentioned, but I really don't have the Dragon's Breath you mentioned at the end."

"Lord Mage" Irigaray looked at him excitedly.

Mo Fan gave him a wary look, then quietly took a step back.

—So excited? It can't be! Irigaray realized that he was too excited. He suppressed his excitement and asked, "Lord Archmage, you are—it must have been especially difficult for you to collect these things!"

Mo Fan actually wanted to say that it wasn't very difficult to collect these things. Although these weren't easily obtained, it wasn't that difficult either. These were just prizes that he obtained from doing a few missions and attacking the Boss. However, in the game, there were also things like magic potions.

When doing quests and fighting the Boss, drinking a magic potion could restore magical power, heal, and increase magical bonuses. There was also a potion that belonged to the dark category that could increase magical damage for an opponent or the Boss. The most commonly used in the game was the healing potion. It was also easy to make. All you needed was rootweed, xylene flowers, and magic gems.

The most common magic potion in Mo Fan's backpack was the healing potion, which showed how easy it was to obtain them. The formula for the magic recovery potion that Irigaray had mentioned was the same as the magic recovery potion in the game. It meant that the things in his backpack and the potion formulas that he knew could definitely be used here.

Mo Fan put one hand on the railing of the tower, his gaze reaching toward the horizon. Since he came to this world, his game backpack had followed him. His magic was good enough, and so were his magic potions. His starting point was pretty high. Isn't it only a matter of time before I become a god? he thought.

Irigaray saw the Archmage's big hand resting on the black wood-carved fence, deep in thought. Although Irigaray's thoughts were running wild at the moment, he didn't dare disturb the Archmage when he was deep in thought. It was not known how much time had passed, but the knight had made several rounds, and the Archmage's posture hadn't changed.

He finally said, "Lord Mage, may I—"

The Knight Commander looked troubled. Rare magical materials were the most precious things to a mage. Some mages might look very plain, but they might have incredibly precious magical materials. These things couldn't be exchanged for even a small mountain of gold coins. These things were sometimes more important to mages than their lives. For example, in their Royal Teacher's small treasure vault, every time the princess needed magical materials, the Royal Teacher was stingy with them.

Irigaray thought there was a good chance he'd be rejected, but he still wanted to ask. Skadi's current crisis hadn't been resolved. There were two pressing concerns, and the princess was young and alone. If the Royal Teacher could recover his magical power, Skadi could still hold out for a while.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked again, "Lord Mage, I wonder if—"

Before Irigaray could finish his question, Mo Fan nodded. "Yes!"

"Yes! Yes?" Irigaray jerked his head toward Mo Fan, unable to hide the surprise in his eyes.

These things were nothing to Mo Fan. Back in the game, the items from the treasure chests were much more precious than these items.

Mo Fan didn't really care. Giving them away as a favor wasn't a loss.

"But I must tell you first. I don't have the last magic item you mentioned—Dragon's Breath. I can give you the other four."

Irigaray couldn't have been more excited. He wasn't usually this inexperienced. But things were too exciting for anyone to resist.

"The Potion Master and the Princess are in the Royal Teacher's chambers. Why don't you come with me now, Lord Archmage?"

The capital of Skadi was built around the entire palace. The palace was sprawling, and there was a garden behind it. According to the Knight Commander, the garden also housed some small and precious magical beasts. The Royal Teacher's chamber was next to the garden. After they returned to the capital, Klent was sent back there.

At this moment, in the Royal Teacher's inner chamber, Klent had been lying unconscious. The Potion Master, Edith, had used the most precious potion on him, but that had only made Klent sober for a moment.

The princess, Celia, sat beside her teacher's bed. She looked at his old face and her heart ached. Tears welled up in her eyes. She turned to look at Edith, who was standing next to her. Celia couldn't help asking again, "Is there really no other way?"

The princess lowered her head and muttered to herself, "I don't have any of the five materials for the Magic Potion. Obtaining one of the magic materials is an impossible task, let alone five!"

Edith stroked the blue magic gem on her staff. She shook her head, expressionless. "Even a level nine Potion Master can't think of a way to restore the Royal Teacher's magical power, except with a magic potion."

Celia listened, her tears falling like transparent beads, one by one.