53 Nut Mercenary Part 2 (2/2)

”Of course,” Saleen answered sincerely. In his heart though, he was afraid that would never happen. Once he reached the Bitter Water Prefecture and trained in peace there, by the time he became a grand mage, his teacher probably would have already surpassed Grade 6 and returned to the Qin Empire to build his magic tower.

For a mage, the promotion from a Grade 6 to a Grade 7 mage was an important checkpoint in their lives. Once they crossed over, they would be a sorcerer. If they were not able to cross over, there was nothing left in their lives worth pursuing.

Though a sorcerer’s life would be greatly extended, a Grade 6 mage could only live a few decades longer than a commoner. A few decades were too short in relation to the vast world of magic.

At that point, his teacher would most definitely not meet with anyone, including himself. You can wait!

”Saleen, do you have any leftover gemstones? Sell them to me.”

Saleen was starting to despise Walnut. This was standard greedy behavior. Walnut did not seem like a mage at all. Rather, he was like a Sikeqinya merchant. If Saleen said he had any, Walnut would definitely shamelessly bargain with him or even offer to pay in credit. Saleen had seen too many people like him. Half the people in Ceylon City were just like this.

”I still have some biotite left. These things are very hard to price.” Saleen put on an embarrassed expression, and as expected, Walnut stopped pestering him about the gemstones.

Even though biotite had poor uses, it had a special property. After being processed by a powerful alchemist, it would have similar properties to chlorite. However, if one paid an alchemist to process them, the most likely outcome would be that the biotite would turn to ash and one would not get anything out of it.

If it were not processed, biotite had nothing special about it and was worthless.

Many mages had gone bankrupt because of biotite and had not processed a single chlorite in the end. These mages had been mocked as miser mages.

Even though Walnut was greedy, he didn’t dare bet on it. His father was a gambler and had been hacked to death by others when he was young.

”Your ring, it’s made of crystal, am I right?” Walnut changed his target. His eyesight was keen, not missing anything.

”Yes. It was from my teacher.”

Walnut felt a fire raging in him. Saleen’s teacher had actually given his student a magic ring worth tens of thousands. Why hadn’t he met a teacher like that?

Life was unfair. People with wealth could get anything they wanted while a commoner like him could only suffer miserably. At this thought, Walnut clenched his fist, unable to say a word. Because his teeth were clenched so tightly together, he was having a hard time holding it together.

Saleen held up a cup to block his view and drank a cup of restorative water. He couldn’t stand this any longer. Saleen even wondered if it had been a mistake for Aini to hire the Nut Mercenary in the first place.

”Master.” Sika was seated between Nailisi and Saleen. The voice was not too soft and everyone could hear it, but no one could understand a word.

”What is it?” Saleen placed the cup down.

”That mage has ill intentions towards you,” Nailisi laughed softly. From her expression, no one could tell what she was saying. They only knew how melodious her voice sounded in their hearts.

”Quit talking nonsense. Shut up.” Saleen was worried that Walnut could understand ancient Myers language. After all, Walnut was a mage too.

”I’m worried for my master’s safety.” Nailisi covered her face and smiled, almost as if she were whispering to Saleen.

It was then that Walnut began to grow excited. It wasn’t that he hadn’t noticed Nailisi’s beauty before, but his thirst for magic had led him to focus on Saleen the entire evening.

”Saleen, who is this lady?” Walnut hadn’t been able to get anything from Saleen and thus shifted his target.

Flamenco coughed angrily. If it weren’t for the fact that mages were hard to find, he would have kicked Walnut out a long time ago. He was simply too greedy. However, even though there were many mages in the Qin Empire, not many were willing to join a mercenary regiment. Walnut’s abilities were decent and since he was of a low grade, it didn’t take much to make him stay. Hence, Flamenco had been patient with him. However, now that Walnut had suddenly lost his cool as a mage and was looking strangely at that woman, Flamenco naturally grew angry. What was most important to a mercenary was their credibility, and even if one were a mage, they should not have been giving flirting glances to their employers.

Walnut suddenly felt a surge of horniness rush past him. He ignored Flamenco’s anger and couldn’t stop looking at Nailisi. Saleen couldn’t help but think: If only you were to see how she really looks. Would you still be like this? Despite thinking that, Saleen said, ”This is Nailisi. She is a slave that has followed my family for many generations.”

Aini looked over in shock. He had always assumed that Nailisi was Saleen’s protector. Who would have thought she was a slave? He knew that Saleen wasn’t one to joke, but Nailisi was someone who could use a spatial prop!

It turned out Saleen was from a big family too, and he must have had powerful forces backing him up. He was lucky he hadn’t had any despicable thoughts or else he would have gotten himself into big trouble. Sometimes, offending a family was worse than offending the Holy See.

At least the men from the Holy See couldn’t enter the Qin Empire, but for vengeance, a family could get close to the royal family and earn the power for revenge.