Wizard: I have an inventory

Ryan collected the remaining physical potions. He only planned to make them once. After all, the wizard apprentices here did not have high requirements for appearance and physique. They were keen on all potions that could enhance their mental strength.

The maids had just experienced a breakthrough and successfully became knights. Their excited expressions were still written on their faces. Ryan looked at them with satisfaction, but at this moment, his eyes turned to the female potion assistant standing aside.

The young potion assistant witnessed the whole process, and there was a trace of envy and desire in her eyes. Although she did not show too much emotion, her slightly trembling fingers and her glances at Ryan from time to time had exposed her inner expectations.

Ryan noticed her reaction and smiled slightly. As an experienced pharmacist, he knew the importance of motivation. Although this assistant was only bought by him from the slave stall, after a series of inquiries, her talent and hard work in potion making had already made Ryan recognize her in his heart.

"What are you looking at?" Ryan's tone was gentle, but with a hint of inquiry.

The female pharmacy assistant blushed and immediately lowered her head, looking a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Master, I just... I'm envious of their progress."

Ryan didn't mean to blame her, but was satisfied with her honesty. He walked to the desk, took out a bottle of potion with a faint green light from the secret compartment, and slowly walked to the female pharmacy assistant.

"This is a reward for you." Ryan handed the potion to her with encouragement in his tone, "You did a good job, I have been observing your efforts and progress. As my assistant, your efforts will not be ignored. This is a light green potion, it can directly improve your mental power."

Pauline was stunned, staring at the bottle of potion, as if she couldn't believe her ears. Light green potion, this is an extremely precious potion, not only can it improve mental power, but for a first-class apprentice like her, it also means a leapfrog growth.

Her hands trembled slightly, and she took the potion hesitantly, her eyes full of gratitude and awe: "Master, is it really for me? This is too precious..."

Ryan nodded, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "Your efforts deserve this reward. Make good use of it to improve your strength and ability. In the future, I will need you to help me with potion research."

Pauline held the bottle of potion, tears flashing in her eyes, obviously deeply moved by Ryan's generosity and trust. She knew that this bottle of potion was not only a material reward, but also a recognition and expectation of Ryan for her.

"Thank you, Master." Her voice trembled slightly, but with determination, "I will definitely work harder and live up to your expectations."

Ryan smiled slightly and nodded with satisfaction.

It has been nearly two years since he left Blackstone Lowland College. This period is the most comfortable time for him. The production of dark green potion is on the right track, and a small force has formed around him.

The caravan formed is also inquiring about news and purchasing precious medicinal materials.

If it weren't for the restrictions of the mission, Ryan would have wanted to stay here and support a third-class apprentice, and then leave when the high-level resources were scarce.

There were only three years left in the five-year deadline, and it was time to go to the Kingdom of Wiki, after all, the journey was long.

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The rain was pouring down, and the big raindrops hit the roof of the carriage, making a dull sound. The wheels moved forward with difficulty on the muddy road, and finally had to stop.

Ryan sighed softly and looked out the window at the world covered by rain outside. He knew that it would only be more difficult to move forward, so it would be better to take shelter from the rain temporarily and get on the road after the weather improved.

The coachman stabilized the carriage, and Ryan turned to the two maids and said, "Let's get off. There is a wooden house in front, and we will take shelter there temporarily."

The maids nodded, quickly put on their cloaks, and carefully helped Ryan get off the carriage. The rain was pouring down, and the raindrops hit the ground densely, splashing countless water, and the sky and the earth seemed to be covered by a water curtain. Ryan stood beside the carriage, looked up at the gray sky, and felt the cold breath of rain approaching rapidly.

However, Ryan's expression remained calm. He raised his hand slightly, moved his fingertips lightly, and whispered a spell: "Shield spell."

As the spell was completed, a transparent energy barrier quickly formed around Ryan, like an invisible shield, isolating him from the surrounding rainstorm. The raindrops hit the shield, making a slight "tick-tick" sound, but they could not break through the tough barrier, and could only slide down the surface of the shield and flow to the ground.

Under the protection of the shield, Ryan's body was extremely dry, and the rain seemed to have nothing to do with him. He walked slowly towards the wooden house in front, and the transparent shield moved with him, forming a moving dry area, and even the mud under his feet could not stain his shoes.

The maids followed Ryan closely, and saw him easily avoid the rainstorm with the shield spell, and their eyes showed admiration. Although they were used to Ryan's various spells, they could not help but sigh every time they saw him use spells so calmly.

Ryan's steps were steady, and the rain fell wildly outside the shield, as if knocking on an invisible barrier, but it could never touch him. Even in such bad weather, he still maintained a noble elegance and

In the heavy rain, the three walked quickly to the simple wooden house not far away, and the rain dripped on the ground along the cloak, making a dripping sound. The wooden house looked old, and the wooden boards under the eaves were a little rotten, but it could still provide them with a temporary shelter.

Pushing open the wooden door, Ryan led the maids into the wooden house. The air in the house was filled with a damp and stale smell, and there was still dust and dirt on the ground. It was obvious that no one had lived there for a long time. The maids hesitated, and there was a trace of uneasiness in their eyes. After all, this was far from the environment they usually served.

Ryan looked calm, he waved his hand slightly, and chanted a spell. As he chanted, a soft light flashed in the house, and the breath of magic quickly spread.

"Cleaning spell." Ryan whispered.

As the voice fell, the dust and dirt in the house seemed to be blown away by an invisible wind, and the floor and furniture became clean and tidy in an instant, and the cobwebs in the corners disappeared. The originally dark and damp wooden house instantly became bright and refreshing, as if it had been completely refreshed.

Ryan nodded with satisfaction, and then cast another simple spell: "Bonfire."

A warm fire lit up out of thin air in the center of the house, the flames jumped, dispelling the cold and dampness, and the warm light sprinkled every corner of the house, and the whole wooden house was instantly filled with a warm atmosphere.

"It's much better now." Ryan said calmly, with a bit of wizard's calmness in his tone.

During the time on the carriage, Ryan mostly learned various spells brought from the academy, and these small spells that facilitate life were even easier to master.

The maids saw this and showed a relaxed look on their faces. They knew that Ryan was extraordinary, but every time they saw him change the environment so easily, they still couldn't help but feel awe and admiration.

"Go make some hot tea, we'll take a break here." Ryan sat on a wooden chair next to the fire and ordered gently.

One of the maids immediately took action, took out tea sets and tea leaves from her luggage, quickly set up a small stove next to the fire, and started to make tea. Another maid skillfully arranged Ryan's clothes to ensure that his coat would not be damaged by moisture.

Ryan leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly closed, enjoying the tranquility of the moment. His posture was elegant and calm, as if he was in a luxurious mansion, not a simple wooden house. Every move he made was full of aristocratic atmosphere, exuding an innate elegance and confidence.

Soon, the hot tea was ready, and the maid carefully brought a cup and offered it with both hands: "Master, please have tea."

Ryan took the teacup and sipped it gently. The fragrance of the tea spread in his mouth, and the warm feeling instantly dispelled the chill brought by the rainstorm. He opened his eyes and looked at the wooden house under the firelight, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Yes, this kind of weather is just right for a cup of hot tea." Ryan said lightly, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.