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The Great Beil Tavern.
Here, there are seats exclusively for giants. Lin Suo sat across from Meinehoer, looking like a little chick.
The cup for holding wine was broader than his waist, filled with a beverage fragrant with malt and rich in Magic Energy Factor.
This concoction is known as the Giant’s Grip.
Enhanced with secret ingredients, it can knock down a Wizard. It’s a recent product from the Dwarf Clan, purportedly obtained from a recipe traded with the Night Children who are addicted to magic.
Observing Meinehoer devouring his meal, Lin Suo asked curiously.
"Meinehoer, are there many Wizards with giant bloodline in the Capital?"
"Not many, gulp gulp~"
"My ancestors had giant bloodlines, and that’s how I refined the giant bloodline. Wizards in the Capital generally prefer normal sizes, like Elves, Naga, Demons."
"But the most common are those who practice Permanent Witchcraft to evolve the human bloodline."
"Right, that’s a bunch of lunatics."
Meinehoer said, sighing.
"With the Wizard development till now, the resources on Padolon Continent have all been claimed, and Empire Wars rarely happen, apart from those idiots in Suta, hehe."
Unexpectedly, this thick-browed big guy has quite a sense of humor.
"Since ancient times, the demon bloodline has been known as the lineage of Black Wizards, Curse Wizards, Demon Wizards, Siren Wizards, Blood Wizards, and Death Wizards are all infamous and come from this lineage."
"Their power mostly requires death, pain, soul for enhancements, particularly the demons."
"Have you looked into the history of Padolon Continent?"
Lin Suo nodded and then shook his head, indicating he has read it but not completely.
Meinehoer grabbed a beef leg and tore into it fiercely. After a while, he began to speak.
"The meeting of the celestial spheres was orchestrated by the demon school. Padolon is too peaceful, unfavorable for their power enhancements. So, they communicated with the Abyss and found a world contaminated by magic."
"Through the celestial sphere meeting every three hundred years, a large number of magical creatures are transported to our world, this is the origin of magical creatures."
"Looking at the timing, the second celestial sphere meeting is just a few years away."
Lin Suo frowned upon hearing this.
This was something he had never heard of, nor read about in books.
"Not too dangerous, the main channel is opened on another continent, fewer channels remain in Padolon, it’s like a festivity."
"But there are many small channels as well, scattered across any corner of Padolon, causing the ordinary people nearby to be slaughtered."
"Doesn’t the Empire care?"
"Why should they? If not for the new resources brought by the celestial sphere meeting, civil wars would almost be inevitable."
"And what about the other continent?"
"That... that is a continent known as the Ancient Battlefield, several times larger than Padolon, the legendary main battleground where ancient Wizards slaughtered the gods."
Today, Lin Suo finally gained a more macroscopic understanding of the whole world of Wizard World, and his clarity on the divisions of Wizard schools improved.
"How did you know these secrets? I’ve never come across them."
"Hahahaha, I’m the assistant to the history professor at the Golden Academy! I often help her collect historical materials from across the continent, occasionally even going out to sea."
Talking while gasping for breath isn’t a good habit.
Lin Suo watched the giant silently, raised his cup, and took a big gulp.
"You’re an assistant and also a gatekeeper?"
"This is a cushy job; the higher-ups gave me this gate to look after because the professor didn’t care for it."
Well, so the ticket money goes into your pocket.
Lin Suo thought for a moment; assistants to active professors at the Golden Academy must know many knowledgeable professors.
He came to Mysterious Alley not only to broaden his horizons but also to understand the prosperity of the Wizard World and see what industries there are that he might need in the future.
He also aimed to find a master of Alchemy Bomb Study since his Witch Tool Guns were stuck at the step involving gunpowder and he also needed Array Micro-Engraving Technology.
If Meinehoer could introduce him to a professor from the Golden Academy, it would certainly be more reliable than searching around in Mysterious Alley.
Although the knowledge of upper-level wizards is sealed, the world is so vast; there are always a few lucky ones who gain opportunities beyond imagination. Over time, Wild Wizards grow from weakness to strength.
Then, like-minded individuals come together to form new forces and join the sealed stratum.
Over time, there are occasional benefits that leak out; not many, but they do exist.
Like Lin Suo, a member of the Wild Party who "coincidentally" became an Official Wizard, would often come to the Capital to seek further opportunities.
Unfortunately, even though Mysterious Alley is a trading market open to all wizards, it primarily caters to Apprentice Level, and materials for Official Level are rare.
Lin Suo wasn’t just messing around in Koster; both Migaron and Tominoos had hinted to him about the trading places for Official Wizards, which were even more hidden.
Moreover, those are hosted by the Empire, requiring identity proof to enter and to purchase goods. Lin Suo’s rights as a Viscount were sufficient for entry, with authority around First to Third Ring.
To go further, one would need a higher title and contributions.
It was the same with the Padolon Wizard Association; at most, he could get ordinary membership, nothing higher.
After a long thought, although he felt it wasn’t very feasible, Lin Suo still wanted to try.
"Do you know any masters of Alchemy Bomb Study willing to sell or exchange knowledge?"
The big guy frowned slightly, a bit suspicious whether Lin Suo was deliberately approaching him.
Upon reflection, considering Meinehoer’s well-known blabbermouth reputation in Mysterious Alley, he never introduced any friends to the Golden Academy.
And speaking of Alchemy Bombs, the first image that comes to people’s minds is always the short, green-skinned, big eared ones—"Goblins!"
Alchemy Bomb Study was a technology passed down from the Goblin Clan.
"You want to learn Alchemy Bomb?"
Lin Suo nodded; there was no point in hiding it. He was primarily curious about what Alchemy Bombs were like, were they made of gunpowder, or was it a different formula?
After pondering for a moment, Meinehoer felt that he could introduce this generous Rhein, but with a caution first!
"For the sake of beer and roasted meat, I can introduce you to Dr. Popper; he’s an old Goblin with a rather weird temper. If you’re okay with that, I’ll introduce you."
Sounds good; Lin Suo was here for the knowledge of Alchemy Bombs and was ready for an equivalent exchange.
Whether it’s Magic Stones or knowledge, he was confident enough.
"Sure, Meinehoer, you’re a good man, cheers!"
Suddenly, it was the next day.
Lin Suo squinted his eyes as he got up from the drinking table, the first thing he saw was Meinehoer, snoring loudly.
It’s been a while since he had a drink, and he hadn’t recovered just yet.
This Giant’s Grip really packs a punch; his head is still spinning.
Lin Suo called the waiter, paid the bill, and brought over a basin of water. He applied the Underwater Breathing Technique on himself and dove in, calming down for quite a while before feeling refreshed.
"Got a bit carried away!"
Seeing that Meinehoer wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon, Lin Suo left a message with the waiter and went out alone.