I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world

Chapter 107 The Second-hand Bicycle Left by the Senior

Chapter 107 The Second-hand Bicycle Left by the Senior

Amy looked at Victor:

"People like Victor, who come from a family with a long line of great wizards, don't need to worry too much. Even if you don't have the authority to buy them at the academy, you can obtain higher-level magical artifacts from your family. But for minor nobles like me, whose family lineage hasn't even lasted a generation and who don't have any powerful background, things are more complicated."

Victor nodded in understanding.

His family does indeed have its own channels to compensate for the lack of authority within the academy.

"However, fortunately, there is a way." Amy's eyes gleamed. "After completing the military service period stipulated in the contract, wizards can choose whether to continue to participate in the interdimensional wars freely before reaching the fourth level of wizards. And after each interdimensional war is conquered, or after a battle on a certain front is brought to an end, a group of wizards will return to rest and recuperate."

Jemin nodded; he was well aware of this as well.

"As the core center of knowledge and power in the workshop, each Norren Academy is a place where many wizards who need rest will choose to return to, rent laboratories, rest and reflect, summarize their experience, and research new magic."

"During this period, some wizards who are relatively 'poor' or in dire need of funds will occasionally sell equipment they no longer need," Amy said with a sly smile.

"Witchcraft artifacts, as long as they are well maintained, can still be used normally even after hundreds of years. At most, the witchcraft models engraved inside will be outdated."

"I get it. To put it simply, it's similar to a senior in college selling his unused bicycle and secondhand books to his juniors." Jemin suddenly understood.

He had never actually been involved in this kind of "second-hand market." After all, he was very "rich" and pursued only the most advanced and perfect talismanic artifacts. He didn't need to consider this way of "making the most of resources."

But how should I put it?

Although it certainly aligns with economics, after hearing Amy's explanation, Jemin felt somewhat dazed while looking at this level-five magical artifact.

In his eyes, this thing had changed from a "magical treasure crafted by a Void Refining Realm expert" to a "bicycle left behind by his senior who had been handled countless times".

"Oh dear, this is definitely outside my area of ​​knowledge. I've always bought things directly from the academy's warehouse. I really didn't know there was such an organization in the academy." Jemin scratched his head awkwardly.

Victor couldn't help but complain, "It's clearly you who's beyond our knowledge, buying a brand new high-level magical artifact outright—you're definitely rich! You have no idea how hard it is for ordinary people like us!"

"Exactly! Someone like you can advance to the first level of wizardry like it's nothing, how could you understand our suffering!" Amy chimed in, half-jokingly complaining.

Jemin smiled noncommittally and did not refute.

He was indeed living too "weally" to notice the survival strategies of these lower-class wizards.

"It was during this time that I met this senior," Amy continued. "She had also returned from the Erosian plane. Of course, the reason we were able to stay in touch was because I not only bought her magical artifacts, but also frequently helped her connect with other apprentices in need, bringing her quite a few 'clients.'"

"So we're fairly familiar with each other, so there shouldn't be any problem if I do the deal with her."

Jemin smacked his lips, unable to suppress a sigh of emotion.

Amy confidently put away the communicator: "Alright, I just contacted her, so we can go meet her now. Let's see if she can provide us with any useful information, or introduce us to a few wizard teams that are looking for helpers."

Looking at Amy's confident smile, Jemin gained a deeper understanding of her interpersonal skills.

Although Amy made it sound easy, there's no doubt that her ability to collaborate with that senior colleague was due to her strong interpersonal skills.

Jemin and Victor followed Amy through the simple yet fully functional buildings in the camp.

Finally, they arrived at a semi-permanent rune structure located in a remote corner of the camp.

This place looks unremarkable on the outside, but the magical energy fluctuations flowing around it are far more concentrated and stable than in other places.

The internal layout clearly indicates a high-level elemental array.

Amy gently knocked on the door, and the rune gate opened silently.

The room was dimly lit, and the air was filled with a unique scent of potions and ink.

A woman dressed in a dark blue wizard's robe had her back to them and was adjusting a complex matrix of runes.

She was elegant, with long silver hair cascading down like a waterfall to her waist, shimmering like moonlight in the dim light.

Hearing the noise, she slowly turned around.

It was a refined and mature face, with a hint of fatigue in the corners of its eyes, yet that did not diminish its charm in the slightest.

She had a pair of deep, silver-gray eyes, like the starry night sky.

The other person was Viola, the senior from the academy that Amy had mentioned.

"Amy? A rare guest. I didn't expect to meet you here." The silver-haired witch's tone was playful, her gaze sweeping over Jemin and Victor with a hint of scrutiny.

"You even brought two little ones with you. Shouldn't you be out there struggling to survive? What, you want to go back so soon after we've only just begun?"

"Long time no see, Senior Viola!" Amy smiled sweetly and stepped forward. "We're not that fragile. As we just said, we've come to ask you some questions and, incidentally—seek some opportunities for collaboration."

Viola raised an eyebrow slightly, neither confirming nor denying Amy's statement.

She gestured for them to sit down, then gracefully settled into a comfortable chair, her slender fingers lightly tapping the table:

"We've already discussed this clearly in our communications, but—"

"Cooperation? Interesting." Viola smiled, but there was a hint of pity in her smile. "You should know that transactions between wizards have always adhered to the principle of equal exchange. So—what can you offer?"

Upon hearing her question, Amy and Victor both fell silent.

They were so happy that they overlooked the problem.

Although they have now advanced to the level of a first-level formal wizard, they haven't had time to accumulate wealth yet, and they really don't have anything to offer that would impress this senior wizard.

"Amy, considering our past relationship, I can provide you with two suitable intelligence reports for free." Viola looked at Amy seriously, "But that's all. If you want me to continue providing more intelligence, you'll have to offer something of equal value in exchange."

"So what can you offer that would impress me?"

"Maybe I have it?"