Chapter 85 (2/2)
After an hour of reading, Link was struck by an idea. He immediately took out his thesis and expanded on his current idea.
Link was well aware of the difficulty of his thesis, which discussed the nature of space itself. He did not expect to complete this thesis by himself, but he did not feel like giving up either.
As he delved deeper into this topic, the progress of his thesis became exponentially slower, but there would come a day where he would finally reach his goal.
Two hours passed since Link immersed himself into writing his thesis. Link grabbed his books and magic scrolls and headed out to hand his magic scrolls to Warwick.
Link now had a rough idea of how interpersonal relationships worked in the Mage Tower.
Every apprentice in the tower would take up an extra role other than studying magic. Some would help in brewing basic potions, some with enchanting and others with the writing of magic scrolls.
Warwick was in charge of the magic scroll branch and Derek was, overall, in charge of low-level magic items.
The magic items created would then be sold. Naturally, most of the income would go to Bale, but a substantial amount would also be given to the apprentices. This was one way apprentices could earn a stable income while studying in the Mage Tower.
When Link appeared, Warwick greeted him with a smile, “Done in less than five hours? That’s pretty fast, Link.”
Warwick received the scrolls with glee and made a special marking on the scrolls that Link made. As one of the strongest apprentices, Warwick was currently learning Level-1 fire elemental magic. If he succeeded, he would be considered an official Magician.
He was considered a genius based on his current achievements and had an eye for good quality magic items. The scrolls submitted to him were all successful, but he realized that even within these scrolls, they would be marked with a difference in quality.
Link’s magic scrolls would almost always end up in the batch of highest quality scrolls. The scrolls he wrote were of extremely good quality, with stable output and 20% stronger magic power.
And to their largest group of customers, the mercenaries, a strong and stable magic scroll was well worth the few extra silver coins they had to pay. After all, this scroll could save their lives in times of need!
Link’s scroll could be sold for eight silver coins, while Warwick only had to give six silver coins to Derek for every magic scroll sold. The remaining two silver coins were naturally pocketed by him.
Most low-level Magicians were in need of money. As Link could bring him extra income, Warwick was especially nice to him and overlooked certain strange occurrences, such as the fact that Link always needed to consume three blank scrolls before he could create a successful one, despite the quality of his scrolls.
Link also knew of the situation on the ground. However, this was a mutually beneficial situation where both Warwick and himself would earn extra income. It was a pleasant cooperation.
Who would complain of having too much money anyway?
“This scroll took me around one hour, how can that be considered fast,” Link laughed and started walking off. He needed to discuss his reflections for the day with Eliard.
Darris was wrong about Link. It was not true that Link didn’t like to converse with others, but that he was unwilling to converse with the apprentices in the Mage Tower. Only by talking to exceptional geniuses like Eliard would he truly benefit.
“Hey, wait a minute,” Warwick stopped him.
“Is there a problem?” Link asked.
Warwick looked around before whispering, “Do you want to earn even more?”
“Of course,” Link nodded. He was interested in what Warwick wanted to say.
“Then I recommend that you learn Lesser Armor and Lesser Sharpness. They are both Level-0 support spells and a high-quality support magic scroll can sell for a maximum of 12 silver coins (1.2 gold coins). As you know, we only have to give six silver coins to Derek…we can split the remaining between us.”
Warwick was extremely clear. Link was bought over immediately and nodded, “They are two simple spells, I will master them as soon as possible.”
To mercenaries, an attacking spell was merely a spontaneous burst of energy and would rarely change the tide of a battle. It was true that supporting spells that could enhance their capabilities for an extended period of time would be more practical.
Link would be happy with whatever percentage of the money he got. Anyway, his main source of income would be from the extra scrolls he would be making.
“I have high expectations.” Warwick was confident of Link. He knew that some people had been looking down on this taciturn young Magician, but he had a feeling that Link was not someone to be trifled with.
Link nodded and headed towards the academy plaza.
Eliard should already be there waiting for him.