Chapter 49 Purchasing a Magic Wand
Chapter 49 Purchasing a Magic Wand
The cool water splashed on his face, completely dispelling his lingering sleepiness.
After washing up, Li Ang went to his desk, opened the drawer, and found several bottles of medicine neatly arranged inside, along with parchment and some miscellaneous items.
He picked up two bottles of [Basic Healing Potion], thought for a moment, and then took out a bottle of [Antidote] that could neutralize common toxins, as well as a bottle of [Night Owl Potion].
These potions were accumulated by Li Ang when he was doing commissions. When he completed a commission at the workshop, if he came across a particularly useful potion, he would keep a few bottles for himself. This time, they came in handy.
He carefully placed the bottles of medicine into the medicine pouch at his waist.
"Whispering Forest... Although it's said to be free of powerful monsters, it's always good to be safe just in case."
Li Ang muttered to himself, checked his belongings, and after confirming that everything was in order, he pushed open the door and went out.
After having breakfast, Li Ang went straight to the agreed meeting point.
Standing at the gate of the wizard's tower, I patiently waited for my new employer.
Before long, a petite yet striking figure walked toward him.
When Li Ang saw the person who had arrived, he was momentarily stunned.
Instead of the brown wizard's robe that signified her status, she wore a full suit of armor that was exquisitely crafted and shimmered with a silvery-white metallic sheen.
The armor fit her petite frame perfectly, with runes engraved at the joints to enhance defense, and a crossed warhammer emblem carved on her chest.
She carried a kite-shaped shield, almost half her height, slung diagonally across her back, and in her hand, she held a massive warhammer, taller than herself.
"Your Highness, what's wrong...?"
Li Ang couldn't help but look her up and down, and asked curiously:
"I remember...you seem to be an apprentice wizard of the Potions school, right? Why are you dressed...um...like a warrior?"
Upon hearing this, Sandra Mea proudly puffed out her chest, her silver armor emitting a slight metallic scraping sound.
She swung the massive warhammer, creating a whooshing sound; her movements were coordinated and powerful, clearly demonstrating considerable skill.
"Hmph, listen up, Li Angqing," she explained to Li Ang in a tone full of pride.
"Every dwarf king is a knight king who charges at the forefront of the battle. Strength and courage are the only paths to a king. Therefore, I am first and foremost a knight king of the Maxwell family, and only then a wizard."
Hearing this proud declaration, Li Ang couldn't help but tease, "But you're just a princess, not a knight king, are you?"
Sandramea seemed to be struck by these words; her emerald eyes widened immediately, and she brandished her warhammer disdainfully, saying:
"Hmph, it's only a matter of time. Once I've gathered ten of the most powerful knights, I'll take them back to Ironforge, challenge my father, defeat him honorably, and then be crowned the new Dwarf King."
The smile on Li Ang's face froze instantly.
Wait a minute? Gather ten knights? Challenge her father? The current Dwarf King?
Li Ang suddenly remembered her awarding ceremony that morning, and his knighthood, which was worth one gold coin...
He subconsciously pointed to himself, his voice slightly hoarse:
"Your Highness, those ten knights you mentioned...could it be...that I'm among them?"
"Of course, you are my first knight, the future knight commander who will lead the rest of the knights. Feel honored."
Sandra Meyer answered matter-of-factly, even giving Li Ang a look that said, "You've hit the jackpot."
Li Ang felt his eyelid twitch involuntarily. What was this traditional concept of filial piety and parental love? Had he accidentally become a high-ranking member of the rebel army?
"Oh well," Li thought to himself, "at least I'm the only knight she has under her command right now."
By the time she gathers all ten knights, who knows when that will be? She'll probably forget about it soon enough.
For now... let's follow this rich young lady and grab the benefits we can get our hands on first.
If there ever comes a high-risk mission like killing the king in the future... he'll definitely be the first to run away.
"Let's go, Li Angqing."
The proud princess was clearly unaware that her chief knight, Leon, had already begun planning his escape.
She carried her warhammer, head held high, leading the way. Li Ang sighed silently and resignedly followed.
After taking a few steps, Sandra Mea suddenly stopped, her delicate brows furrowing, and her silver armor clanged crisply as she turned.
She looked Li Ang up and down, his hands empty, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"Li Angqing," she said with a hint of suspicion, "where is your wand? Are you really going to come hunting in the forest with me empty-handed?"
Li Ang shrugged and answered truthfully, "Your Highness, to be honest, since becoming an apprentice I have been busy learning and refining magic potions, and I haven't had time to buy these equipment."
Upon hearing this, Sandramea's emerald eyes widened as if she had heard something unbelievable:
"As my chief knight, how can I not have decent equipment?"
With a wave of her small hand, the warhammer stirred up a gust of wind: "No, we have to go buy it now. Come with me."
After saying that, she walked towards the public carriage stop without further ado, and Li Ang could only hurry to follow.
We arrived at a carriage marked with the route from Tower District to Craftsmen's Street. The driver was a middle-aged man with a full beard.
When he saw Sandra Mea's extravagant attire, especially the enormous warhammer she wielded, his eyelids twitched involuntarily.
Sandra Mea tried to climb up with nimble movements, but was stopped by the coachman.
"Wait, little girl..." The coachman looked at the heavy-looking warhammer, then at the petite Sandramea, and clicked his tongue.
"Your thing is a bit too heavy. Bringing it on the train will cost extra, um... two more copper coins."
Sandra Meyer seemed used to this, showing no surprise or displeasure on her face, and simply pursed her lips and said:
"Okay, I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. Here, this is for both of us."
He pointed at Li Ang, and then decisively counted out four copper coins from a small but bulging money pouch at his waist and handed them to the coachman.
The driver took the money, shrugged, and gestured for them to get in.
The carriage was somewhat crowded. Sandramea carefully leaned her warhammer against the corner and sat down next to it. The kite-shaped shield almost completely blocked her body, causing the other passengers in the carriage to frown.
However, they had all heard the conversation outside and knew that the girl had already paid double the fare and theoretically had four seats, so they wisely refrained from saying anything more.
After a bumpy ride, we finally arrived at Craftsman Street. Whether it was because his lung disease was cured or because his physical condition had improved, Li Ang didn't vomit violently this time.
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