"I didn't leave any traces or aura. Even if a formal wizard was present, he shouldn't be able to track my aura."
Walking on flat ground, thinking about the scene just now, Athir opened several bags beside him.
Opening the bag, inside were some polished high-grade magic stones and some materials.
The value of these materials is quite good. After all, since they can be kept by a third-class apprentice, their value must be not low.
To Athir's surprise, he also found a detailed map of the surrounding area in the two small bags. The map had detailed markings on the terrain of the area and nearby resource points, which was extremely concise and clear.
"It saves me a lot of effort."
After carefully putting away the map in front of him, Athir couldn't help but smile.
In this world, a detailed map is extremely valuable, especially this map was made by a third-class apprentice, which contains detailed markings of the surrounding resource points.
This is extremely precious. Sometimes, even if you spend magic stones to buy it, it is difficult to buy such a detailed map.
"According to previous estimates, it will take a few more days to reach Anfeng City... During this period of buffer time, I can just sort out the information about the Crimson Sword."
After looking around, Athir gently put away the things in his hand and walked quickly to the side.
A few days passed quickly.
In the early morning, the rain was falling slowly outside.
On a rainy day, Athir stood quietly in the hotel room, staring at the rain outside.
The heavy rain outside was still falling, accompanied by a breeze, bringing cool breezes.
At this moment, a faint aura of magic came from a distance, which made Athir look sideways.
"It starts again…"
Feeling the flash of magic power in the distance, Athir shook his head.
There were many more wizards in this city than he had imagined.
The Northland Plain is no different from other places. It is the center of wizards in this area. The road connecting to the Maison area is far more prosperous than other places. Even the southern continent where the Uraldo Academy was originally located, although its area is much larger, is still a remote place compared to the north.
In Anfeng City, this situation became even more common. Not only were there many wizards around, but even ordinary people knew about the existence of wizards.
The city is proud of wizards. Powerful wizards control the city, and many wizards live here.
Of course, in order to avoid certain influences, many wizards live in the inner city. On the one hand, it is much quieter, and on the other hand, it can reduce the impact of radiation on ordinary people.
"Um?"
Standing on the terrace, Athir suddenly looked to the side.
He looked at a corner of the city street, where a man was walking towards the hotel.
He was a thin old man wearing a raincoat and holding a little boy's hand. It seemed that he had just come from outside and was preparing to stay in the hotel where Athir was.
Looking at this scene, Atier smiled, opened the door casually, then walked to the door, ready to wait for the man to come up.
This rainy season, for some reason, there are a lot of outsiders coming here, which makes the hotel business in this area suddenly boom.
Although this hotel is not small, there are not many rooms left at this time, and all of them are located near Athir's room.
Soon, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the old man led the boy and walked up quickly from below, and soon came in front of Athir.
"Hello, I'm Athir."
Seeing the old man opposite walking forward, Atier smiled and took the lead in greeting him.
Hearing Athir's voice, the old man obviously hesitated for a while, until he sensed a certain unique aura from Athir, then he smiled: "Hello, I'm Terrence."
"Is this your child?"
After saying hello, Athir's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the little boy holding the other person's hand and asked.
"No... this is my grandson."
Looking at Athir and thinking for a while, the old man named Terrence finally spoke, but his expression looked a little bad.
"He looks a little bit bad."
Without paying attention to the expression on the other person's face, Athir spoke directly.
"Can you tell?"
Terrence was a little surprised when he heard what Athir said.
"I'm a pharmacist."
In response to the other party's words, Athir just smiled.
He walked behind him, took out some potions from the package and placed them on the table: "These are potions I made myself. If you need them, you can choose to trade directly with me."
"pharmacist···"
Hearing this title, Terrence's expression became more serious, and his eyes looking at Athir were moved.
In the wizarding world, being a pharmacist was never an easy profession to succeed in. Without sufficient talent, one could not become a qualified pharmacist. Even in the prosperous northern plains, the status of a pharmacist was extremely high.
Among the bottles of potions that Athir placed out, Terrence even saw a few bottles of intermediate potions.
"I live here. If you are free later, you can bring the child over to see me."
Looking at the other party's performance, after saying hello, Atier also gave way to leave space for the other party to pass.
Terrence nodded to Athir's words, then walked forward holding his grandson's hand.
His room was just opposite Athir's room, and the two were very close to each other, so he could see each other as long as he went out.
After Terence entered the room, Athir also walked into his room and gently closed the door.
More than an hour later, the rain was still falling outside.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Outside the door, there was a slight knock.
"Come in."
Looking towards the gate, Athir opened his eyes and spoke towards that direction.
Soon, with a slight sound, a figure walked in from outside. It was Terrence from before.
At this time, he had changed his original raincoat into a black robe. Although his body was still a little thin, his movements were still very agile, which was not consistent with his old appearance at all.
This is not surprising. Although wizards focus on knowledge and mental strength, their physical strength is also very strong. After becoming a formal wizard, they generally surpass the Great Knights and can be compared with some top Great Knights. Even if they are old at this time, their movements will still be very agile.
"Lord Athir, I'm sorry to bother you."
When he came to the room and saw Athir sitting at the head of the bed in front of him, Terrence smiled and greeted Athir.
"Please take a seat."
Seeing the other party coming, Atier also showed a polite smile on his face, and politely asked the other party to sit down.
"Since Lord Athir is a pharmacist, he should be able to see my grandson's physical condition..."
Terrence asked as soon as he sat down, looking a little impatient.
While speaking, his eyes were fixed on Athir, and he seemed to be waiting for Athir's answer.
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the legendary blood disease."
Sitting in front of the other person and listening to his question, Atier frowned and seemed to hesitate for a long time before giving him such an answer.
Hearing this answer, Terrence's eyes lit up, his arms trembled slightly, and he seemed very excited: "Then what? Can Lord Athir see anything else?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know much about blood diseases. Without any specific contact, this is all I can see."
Shaking his head, Athir spoke.
This is not false.
Although knowledge about bloodlines has been studied for a long time before, there are too many bloodlines passed down from ancient times in the entire wizarding world. Without detailed contact, even with the existence of a chip, it is impossible to know the other party's specific situation.
"It's okay, I was just anxious."
Hearing what Athir said, Terrence showed an expression of admiration on his face: "In fact, I have looked for some pharmacists before, and many of them even misjudged the specific symptoms. Lord Athir, it is very good that you can judge that it is a blood disease."
"I have also heard of the reputation of the Ancient Bloodline Wizard."
Athir smiled and said, "In fact, the knowledge of pharmacy that I learn in my school is different from that of many pharmacists. It belongs to bloodline pharmacy."
Hearing this, Terrence's eyes suddenly lit up, and then without hesitation, he said directly: "Since Lord Athir can recognize the blood disease, I wonder if there is any way to contain it?"
"That depends on the exact circumstances."
Sitting in front of Terrence, Athir shook his head.
The so-called blood disease is actually the sequelae caused by blood transplantation.
In ancient times, powerful wizards expeditioned to many worlds, plundered the resources of countless worlds, and nurtured the wizard civilization to its peak.
In wizard civilization, in addition to orthodox wizards, there are also many branches, and bloodline wizards are one of them.
In ancient times, there were powerful wizards who tried to transplant the blood of ancient creatures into their bodies in order to gain the powerful vitality and talents of the ancient creatures.
These wizards are the original bloodline wizards, possessing the bloodline of ancient creatures. Under the same conditions, they are often stronger than other wizards.
However, this powerful force will also bring certain consequences, and blood disease is one of them.
Every living creature has its own characteristics, especially some powerful ancient creatures. Some characteristics are deeply rooted in their blood and cannot be suppressed at all.
Athir has some experience in this regard.
When he was in the Principality of Kuma, he transplanted the blood of Silver Behemoth into some members of the Fakus family.
After the blood transplant, the strength will certainly be greatly enhanced, but it will also be affected by the Silver Behemoth blood. Not only will the personality become irritable and warlike, but silver hair will also grow on the body.
This is actually a type of blood disease, but the symptoms are very mild and there is no harm.
(End of this chapter)