"If no one wants to pass, then just skip this one."

Standing at the huge round table and looking at the apprentices in front of him, the old man in red nodded slightly and turned on the next page of the book.

"There are a large number of carrion-eating wolves in the Hillalal Mountains, with a number of more than 500. People need to be sent to suppress them..."

Looking at the pages of the book in front of him, the old apprentice recited word by word.

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A period of time passed quickly. After these things were handled one by one, the old apprentice in the red robe in front closed the book in his hand.

"There are only these things in this period of time. Next, you can do it yourself."

He looked at the apprentices in front of him and said, "If you have something to leave early, you can leave first."

Just as this was finished, around the round table, several of the apprentices nodded and walked directly outside the door.

"That's the end?"

Standing there, watching the figures leaving one after another, Adier was a little confused.

"What about that?" Radell's voice sounded in his ears.

He looked at Atir on the side and explained to him: "The Confederacy is originally a loose organization, and the main responsible persons are the heads of several families."

"We don't like these things, but we just need to come here occasionally."

Standing there, Radell smiled and said, "But there is another exchange meeting next, where many wizards will participate. If you have time, you can go and take a look."

"Exchange meeting?" Listening to Radell's words, Atir asked with interest: "Are there many wizards in it?"

"There are quite a lot." Radell nodded: "Most of the wizards in our Southern Alliance will come here. In addition to our third-class wizards, there are also many second-class wizards and some representatives of the wizard family."

"After all, our resources are scarce, and each wizard is usually busy with his own affairs. It would be nice to have a chance to gather everyone together."

"This is indeed." A smile appeared on Atir's face.

He looked around and found that the previous apprentices had basically all gone out, leaving only a few people still here.

"Let's go too." Atir said, looking at the scene around him.

Radell was very familiar with this place, obviously he had come more than once. After listening to Atir's words, he took him out in a certain direction.

After a while, they walked to a hall.

In the hall, dozens of people were constantly walking inside, most of whom were apprentices, and few ordinary people existed.

In front of the apprentices, there are counters with the things they want to trade, which is very clear at a glance.

Looking at the counters around and walking around casually, Adier couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The apprentices here look pretty good in quantity, but most of the materials they took out for trading were not very good. Many things that were once seen everywhere in the academy have become rare goods here.

After walking around for a few random turns, Adier's only gain was some unique local materials and a spell template for trading by a second-class apprentice.

This gain is really not as good as the ancient armored city that Adier once visited. At least there are several wizard apprentices with a long history to take root and can bring out some unique resources.

"How does it feel?"

He walked out of the door in vain, where Radell was already standing there in black robe.

"I have to say, I'm a little disappointed." Looking at Radell in front of me, Atir spoke directly without any intention of concealing it.

Radell was not surprised by his words, but just shook his head: "This is the situation here. The resources are too barren and there is no strong wizard organization to take root, so many resources cannot be cultivated."

"Even if there are some good things occasionally, those people will not take them out and trade them. They are all hidden by themselves."

After saying this, he paused, and then said, "After a while, when this party is over, it's almost time for me to leave."

"What's wrong?" Hearing Radell's words, Atir was a little surprised.

"It's better to ask your two Chennai Eye's blessings. I have made up for some of the lifespan I lost in the past."

Turning around and looking out the window, Radell said, "I'm going to leave here and return to the academy after the family stabilizes."

"Is it a month?"

Atir nodded: "In a few months, after I finish dealing with the matter here, I will leave here too."

"Haha, then we'll see you again in the future!"

Hearing Atir's words, Radell laughed and looked at him and said.

They chatted on the spot for a while, and after making an appointment to contact each other, they left in one direction.

Outside, Sidrew was already waiting with people. Judging from the slightly excited expression on his face, he was obviously very satisfied with the gain this time.

After a while, Atir got on the carriage and headed towards the direction he was coming.

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Three months later.

In the early morning, the sun shines on the earth.

On a spacious training ground, Sidrew was practicing with another middle-aged man.

Compared to three months, Sidrew's body has changed. Not only does the skin on his face look a little rougher, but the skeleton on his body also seems to have become much thicker. Although it is still the same as before, it has undergone great changes.

On the training ground, the sound of swords colliding constantly sounded.

On Sidrew and the middle-aged man, a little white fighting spirit continued to emerge, which directly explained their identities, both of which were extremely powerful knights.

However, although they were all great knights, Sidrew had the upper hand in the battle, and his quick sword technique was shown without giving the opponent a chance to breathe.

In the corner of the training ground, Atir was wearing a black robe and quietly watched the battle between the two big knights.

"Name: Sidru Fakus. Strength: 8.8. Agility: 8.4. Physical constitution: 9.1."

In front of him, Sidrew's physical data emerged in an instant, allowing him to observe clearly.

Looking at this data and standing there, Adier nodded: "The physical data has increased by half. It seems that the effect of bloodline conversion is indeed very good."

After three months, Elva, who had undergone bloodline transformation before, has completely adapted to the excessive period of bloodline. Not only has the broken arm recovered, but his physical fitness has also caught up with those knight apprentices who have been trained for many years.

After returning from that party, Adier transformed blood for Duke Arier, Sidru and others.

Although the bloodline used for transformation is also the Silver Bemon, compared with the ordinary person Elva, the two great knights, Duke Arier and Sidru, are naturally much stronger. Not only can they transform more bloodlines, but they also gain more power after transformation.

"After the bloodline is transformed, due to the influence of the silver-beating bloodline, not only will the lifespan increase a lot on the basis of the Great Knight, but the life limit itself will be much higher than before."

Standing in place and looking at Sidru in the distance, Atir murmured to himself: "It's also a great knight. If the life limit of an ordinary great knight is around 10, then Sidru's life limit is at least 15."

This is one of the changes brought about by bloodline transformation.

As a powerful creature that can compete with the second-level wizard, Silver Bemon's life level is naturally very high. Therefore, after transforming some bloodlines, Sidru's life level will also be raised, allowing him to reach a higher level.

Of course, this increase in the limit of life does not strictly mean much practical effect, it just looks good.

For the knight system, the Great Knight is already at its limit. At this level, even the Knight's breathing method has completely lost its effect, and it is extremely difficult to make some progress.

In this case, the increase in the limit of life actually does not mean much to ordinary people, because they are destined to be unable to reach their own limits, just looking better.

Compared with this extreme improvement, what is more affordable for bloodline transformation is actually the improvement of physical attributes and the talent bonus brought by bloodline.

"What a pity."

Looking at Sidru who was showing off his skills in the distance, standing there, Atir said to himself.

In terms of bloodline, Adier has been studying it for so long, so he naturally wants to use it on himself.

The benefits of bloodline transformation are obvious. Not only can you obtain bloodline bonuses, but you can also obtain a longer life span.

But unfortunately, in the current wizarding world, the powerful bloodline is too rare and precious. Even if Atir has the help of a chip, he can purify his bloodline to a certain extent, but now he can only take the bloodline of Silver Bemon.

For ordinary wizards, this kind of bloodline is already an extremely good choice. Even if a formal wizard gets it, he will still be moved.

But for Atir, the attractiveness of this bloodline is not too high when there is a choice.

The characteristic of creatures like Silver Bemon is that they have strong physical and vitality. With their violent body power, they can even temporarily compete with the second-level wizard.

If you transplant this bloodline, you can certainly gain strong physical fitness and vitality, but you will also be affected by the behemothy bloodline, and your personality will become violent and bloodthirsty, and even lose your mind.

The collateral influence of this bloodline has too much impact on the wizard path that must be kept at all times sane, and it is actually not suitable for wizards.

The transformation of bloodline itself is an irreversible process. Once a certain bloodline is transplanted, it cannot be changed and must be made with caution.
Chapter completed!