Throne of the North

Chapter 154 Master McKen

"Ryan, this is Magician Yelena, a powerful magician who has been following Archmage McCann for three years."

After Jovan finished speaking, he became a little embarrassed, because apart from that, there was no more common language between him and the two of them.

Ryan nodded, and Atria beside him took out a money bag and handed it to Jovan.

After taking the money bag, Jovan said goodbye to the two of them with a smile, and quickly disappeared into the crowd in the distance, as if he didn't want to see Ryan again.

Perhaps, there is a huge gap in his heart at this moment.

Ryan looked at Yelena, and then several people came to the tavern on the opposite side of the road. It was said to be a tavern, but Ryan thought it was more like a combination of a tavern and a restaurant.

There is a lion's flag at the door, indicating that this is royal property.

Yelena obviously wasn't in much mood to communicate with Ryan. She swallowed the pastries on the silver plate regardless of her appearance, and said indistinctly:

"You want to see my teacher?"

"It's not easy."

"It's not easy, so there is still a chance, right?"

Ryan looked at Yelena who looked like she hadn't eaten for three days, and pushed the food in front of him.

After eating the food, Yelena seemed to finally come to life. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Ryan's handsome face with black hair and red eyes. Yelena couldn't help but blush, and then yelled.

"ah!!!"

A pair of eyes were attracted, and then Yelena hurriedly ran into the interior of the tavern. After a while, Yelena, who looked exquisite, walked out again.

She looked at the mess on the table with a blushing face.

"Sorry, I haven't eaten for a long time, and I have been relying on potions."

"It's okay. It seems that Archmage McCann's mage tower is very busy?"

Ryan looked at Yelena. The magicians gathered around the Mage Tower were either conducting magic research and trying spells, or they were working.

Yes, work, those magic potions don't fall from the sky. The nobles need magic potions, and so do the extraordinary people in various systems, and this is also the main source of income for magicians.

With money, they can meditate and practice better.

In particular, Jovan said that Master McCann had no disciples, which meant that these people had to pay their own way in all aspects.

Too miserable...

In fact, Yelena's talent should be among the best, otherwise she would not be able to become a mage at such a young age, and even be able to enter the mage tower and rely on a great mage.

Therefore, if Archmage McCann's mage tower is very busy, it means that the Archmage may not be short of money.

There is no shortage of money, which will be very difficult for Ryan.

"I'm not busy. It's just my own magic research laboratory. Something went wrong and I need to fix it myself."

Yelena blushed and said that she was short of money now.

"I can help you meet the Archmage. How much can you give me?"

Quite directly.

"How about two hundred gold coins."

"two hundred?"

Yelena's eyes lit up, and the way she looked at Ryan became different.

"That's it."

Yelena agreed easily, and then looked at Ryan with some hesitation.

"I am also a life magician. I am good at stimulating the activity of plants. The magic system I learn is similar to that of Archmage McCann. If you have any needs, maybe I can help you."

Yelena said with a slight blush. She looked around with flickering eyes, as if intercepting the Archmage's order frightened her.

"Oh? So, do your spells and research involve war horses?"

Yelena is not an ordinary mage apprentice. She has her own magic laboratory and technology. Ryan is not surprised.

"ah?"

Yelena's eyes widened, then she shook her head.

"What I'm good at activating is plants, not flesh and blood."

"plant……"

Ryan thought deeply, and then looked at Elena with bright eyes.

"Yelena, are you a noble?"

"no."

Yelena didn't know why Ryan asked that.

"Then are you willing to become a magician in my territory?"

Yelena looked at Ryan with wide eyes and asked:

"Do you want me to be loyal to you?"

"That's okay if your mage is good at fighting, but if you don't want to, maybe we can do it in a cooperative way."

Life magic, and leaning towards the plant system, this Yelena is very wrong on the way to being a magician.

But the wood magician and the life magician are indeed not too far apart... right?

Of course, the key thing for Ryan is to think of the help that Yelena might be able to give him, which is food.

It is difficult to define whether the growth of food requires wood mage or life magic, but Yelena in front of her looks very suitable.

She won't let the food cause barbaric growth like the wood mage does, but she has the life magic to increase the growth of food.

Of course, this is all Ryan's own guess. Whether it is true or not requires practice.

Yelena stood up, she didn't seem to have this idea.

"I'll take you to see the Archmage."

Ryan's expression was a little weird. Hearing Jovan's words before, he thought it was difficult to see this archmage, but now it looks like he can be seen at any time.

With a magician leading the way, the soldiers from the Magic Academy would naturally not stop Ryan.

After more than ten minutes, Ryan saw the great wizard McKen.

A refined old man with a white beard and a mage robe like an aristocrat.

When Ryan saw him, the great wizard McKen was sitting by the window, enjoying the sunbath and intoxicated by the wine, and the cyan liquid in the transparent glass in his hand was shaking slightly.

This...

"Teacher, I brought you a noble."

"Oh, Yelena, how much did you make from this."

Yelena widened her eyes and said:

"Two... one hundred and fifty."

"Well, not bad, half of it belongs to me."

The great wizard McKen said casually, without turning his head, and asked three questions directly.

"Where, what level, what kind of noble?"

The other party's simple three questions made Ryan seem to realize something, but the next moment he laughed.

"Lion, the Baron of the Frozen Land of the Northern Wind Province, as for what he does... I guess he sells ore."

Hearing what Ryan said, Archmage McKen turned his head at once, looked at Ryan with burning eyes, and suddenly laughed.

"Baron?"