One-on-one private education was naturally far more efficient than a mage school where one teacher taught multiple apprentices.
If Feng Chou remembered correctly, Leo's cousin Cizé was only eighteen years old this year, but he was already about to become an official mage. This was very rare among mages.
Not getting the answer he wanted, Baron Amborite sent Mage Barlow away unhappily. He then asked the servant to summon the third butler, who was in charge of external affairs, to ask him if there were any results regarding the reward for information about the Green Owl at the Mercenary Guild.
Hearing the third butler's reply, Baron Amborite immediately flew into a rage. He sternly reprimanded the third butler for more than ten minutes before chasing the almost fainting third butler out.
Hearing Baron Amborite asking about the Green Owl, Feng Chou, who was lying on the bed in the tavern's guest room, suddenly revealed a strange smile.
In fact, Feng Chou had already guessed that his cousin Cizé was about to become an official mage when he saw Baron Amborite's reward for the Green Owl at the Mercenary Guild.
Other than becoming a mage's magical pet, the Green Owl had no other value. This was because the nature of this bird of prey was too arrogant and violent. Other than magic, it could not be tamed by normal means. Once caught, it would quickly die from excessive struggle.
In the library of the mage school, there was information about various magical pets, including the Green Owl. In this information, there were many records of the Green Owl's habits.
The day before yesterday, Feng Chou had released the goshawk magic pet to search several places in the southern foot of Veron Ridge that were suitable for the habitat of the Green Owl in order to find traces of this bird of prey.
For the next two days, Chorre did not come to the Red Lion.
Feng Chou heard from Chorre's butler that these few days, Chorre had either exhausted himself with training or drank himself to death.
Although he was worried, there was nothing he could do.
For the past two days, Feng Chou had gone out of the city every day and released the Pet of the Eagle to search along the Veron Ridge. His hard work paid off, and he finally found traces of this bird of prey. This was all thanks to the detailed records of the living habits and habitat of this bird of prey in the Mage School, which gave him a clear target.
Hogan would come to the Red Lion every night to drink with Feng Chou. Their relationship quickly warmed up.
On the third day after successfully killing the Troll, Feng Chou went to visit Hogan with two + 3 Drow Scimitars and a few bottles of good wine.
With regards to Feng Chou's visit, Hogan was very happy. Seeing the good wine in Feng Chou's hand, he hurriedly ordered the steward to prepare lunch.
After the steward left, Feng Chou handed the Drow Scimitar at his waist to Hogan.
Hogan did not know what was going on, but he still took the scimitar and took a look at the blade. With just one look, he could not take his eyes off it.
He saw that the blade of the scimitar was dark blue and reflected a faint cold light. This color meant that the scimitar was forged from high-quality black steel.
There were fine and beautiful patterns on the blade. These patterns represented superb forging skills.
As an experienced mercenary, Hogan naturally knew the quality of a weapon at a glance. Regardless of the level of enchantment on the scimitar, just the level of its forging was rare and excellent.
After looking at it for a while, Hogan put the scimitar back into the scabbard and looked at Feng Chou with a questioning gaze.
Feng Chou said, "The mage apprentice mentor that I once served can hold the Troll Bloodline Ceremony. You know, although my swordsmanship is not bad, my physical talent is not good enough. It has been difficult for me to advance in the past two years, so I have always wanted to use the Bloodline Ceremony to improve my physical talent, but I have never found a suitable Bloodline Essence …"
Saying this, he took another scimitar from his waist and placed it on the table.
He pointed at the scimitars and said, "This is a pair of + 3 Drow Scimitars that I collected. I think you can see that these are the real Drow Scimitars."
"I want to use these two + 3 Drow Scimitars to exchange for the Troll Essence in your hands."
Feng Chou really wanted to hold the Troll Bloodline Ceremony for himself. Apart from his good looks, his body was not very good in other aspects, and his talent in all aspects was not very good.
He wanted to save the power of the soul to level up Qiankun Pagoda, and in the future, to continue to improve the incomparably important Intelligence attribute for mages. He simply could not bear to use it to directly improve Constitution and Strength.
According to Qiankun Pagoda's estimation, if he did not use the power of the soul to improve his warrior profession, the upper limit of his warrior profession, was level 10, and it was basically impossible for him to advance to the higher level. If he held a Troll Bloodline Ceremony for himself, he could more or less raise the upper limit of his warrior talent to the higher level.
The market price of a + 3 high-grade black steel one-handed weapon was usually between four to five thousand crowns. The two scimitars that Feng Chou took out were truly produced by Drow Smiths from the underground. Drow's enchantment techniques were also unique, and the rarer something was, the more valuable it was. Therefore, the market price of a real Drow Scimitar like this could reach up to five thousand five hundred crowns.
The two scimitars were much higher than the market price of the Troll Bloodline Essence which was ten thousand crowns.
Although the Troll Bloodline Essence was rare, the current price was already at the peak. If it was any more expensive, it would not be worth it to hold a Troll Bloodline Ceremony. It would be better to hold a higher-level ceremony.
Therefore, Feng Chou's proposed trade allowed Hogan to take advantage of it a little more.
After listening to Feng Chou's request, Hogan went to his bedroom and took out two Appraisal scrolls, using them to appraise the two scimitars.
Appraisal was a spell specifically used to identify magic items. This spell could identify the type of magic item, its level, whether or not it was damaged, whether or not it was still effective, and so on.
After the appraisal, Hogan accepted the scimitars with satisfaction and tossed the Troll Essence Crystal to Feng Chou.
Although the Troll Essence Crystal was not cheap, it was difficult to sell because those who wanted to use it could not afford it, and those who could afford it had better options.
The trade could be said to be a happy one.
After completing the trade, the two of them started chatting. Under Feng Chou's flattery, Hogan's enthusiasm for conversation grew, and the two of them soon chatted happily.
Just as they were chatting happily, the maid brought in a sumptuous lunch, and the two of them chatted as they ate.
Under Feng Chou's frequent toasts, the two of them were soon drunk.
While drunk, Feng Chou asked Hogan about his salary as Baron Amborite's commoner knight.
When Feng Chou heard that Hogan's annual salary was only 1,500 crowns, he immediately said in an exaggerated tone, "Oh my god!
Hogan, you're a powerhouse with a total professional level of 10, are you only worth 1,500 crowns?
Oh my god, do you know how much Baron Amborite is willing to pay to get his son a superior magic pet?
Five hundred crowns!
It's just a Green Owl, you don't even have to catch it, you just have to provide the correct location!
It's only worth four months of your salary! "
Feng Chou's expression immediately turned ugly. He felt that his mood had been completely ruined by Feng Chou.
Feng Chou didn't seem to realize that his words had ruined the mood. He raised his head and drank a mouthful of wine, then leaned in front of Hogan and said with a smug smile, "Hey, do you know what I've been doing out of the city these past two days?
I went to look for a Green Owl, I'm the best at that. Haha, 500 crowns, that's going to be in my pocket soon … "
Hogan's expression immediately turned even uglier.
After saying that, Feng Chou's smile suddenly disappeared. He waved his hand, looking a little angry, and said, "What's 500 crowns?
Your Baron is really rich, I've never seen such a rich Baron. I say, Hogan, if I kidnapped your Baron's precious son, how much ransom would he give me?
… Fifty thousand crowns?
No, no, no, that's too little. I'm guessing he's willing to pay a hundred thousand crowns!
He definitely will! "
Hogan pushed Feng Chou away unhappily and pushed the drunk Feng Chou back to the sofa where he was sitting. He said unhappily, "Allan, you drank too much!
I'll get someone to send you back. "
Feng Chou murmured, "Hey, I didn't drink too much, I'm very sober. Hogan, do you think I'm bragging? Let me tell you, I'm not bragging, you know?
Green Owls are very stubborn birds of prey. They die quickly after being caught by humans, so the only way to sign a contract with a Green Owl as a magical pet is to have a contract magician follow the hunter who caught the Green Owl. After catching the Green Owl, the contract will be signed immediately. "
"Now that I know where the Green Owl is active, as long as I have a capable partner, I can go to the Green Owl's active area in advance to set up an ambush. Then I'll accept a bounty mission for the Green Owl and bring your Baron's precious son into the ambush … Hehe, Hogan, I'm not bragging, I just don't have a capable partner …"
Hogan had planned to call the butler and have him find someone to throw the drunk Feng Chou back to the Red Lion, but Feng Chou's muttering made him stop. In the end, he looked at the drunk Feng Chou, and his eyes suddenly shone like stars!