"Is this the Wizard?"

"He's so young!"

"Wizard, thank you, thank you for eliminating the monster! Thank you for saving Reiden City!"

The people in the square suddenly became excited. They pushed forward one after another, trying to get closer to the Wizard.

The soldiers quickly raised their spears and pushed back. They used all their strength and even had to punch and kick, which made the people stop where they were.

Count Kroya, who had been waiting for a long time, came up with a group of nobles. "Sir Wizard, welcome."

"Welcome, Sir Wizard!"

Heath put on a polite smile. "I believe that Your Excellency has prepared a wonderful night for me."

The Count smiled. "You won't be disappointed. This way, please."

A passage had been isolated by the soldiers in the square, leading to the main building of the castle on one side of the square.

Heath and the count walked side by side through the passage and went all the way to the hall of the castle.

In front of the hall, there was already a circle surrounded by a group of sword-wielding Knights. In the center of the circle, there were a few soft leather sofas that formed a small reception area.

Heath and the Count walked over and sat down on the sofa.

After chatting for a while, the Count glanced at the nobles outside.

He could see that many nobles were crowded here, their faces full of anticipation.

The Count asked, "Sir Wizard, do you think we can begin? I think everyone is eager to experience the magic of magic."

Heath nodded. "Then let's begin."

A few servants went down to make arrangements. The process was similar to the one in White Water Harbor.

The difference was that Heath was the one who had queued last time, but this time he was sitting and waiting for others to line up.

Less than a year had passed.

Soon, the first mortal arrived in front of Heath.

It was a girl with her head lowered. She was very fat. Her fat figure tightened her white lace skirt, and there was no sense of beauty in it.

In the crowd, there were a few whispers, full of ridicule.

"Haha, it's that pig, Bertha. What is she doing here?"

"Does she want a Wizard to help her lose weight?"

"Haha, I bet she won't succeed. Even a Wizard can't save her with her figure."

The girl lowered her head even more.

Heath asked, "What do you want to exchange for?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, then gathered her courage and said, "I... I want to lose weight..."

"Haha!"

"As expected!"

The crowd burst into laughter again.

The girl lowered her head sadly. As expected, even Wizards couldn't do anything about it?

She had been fat since she was young and tried countless methods. She didn't even eat anything, but she still gained weight.

Just as the girl was in despair, Heath's voice sounded again.

He nodded. "Yes."

After a pause, Heath added, "But the effect can only last for a month. Do you need it?"

The Shaping Potion was a potion that could give a person a slim figure. The effect could last for a month.

The girl hurriedly raised her head. "Yes, I want it!"

She didn't need a month. Even a day, an hour, or even a second. She had never lost weight in her life. She really wanted to know what it felt like to be thin.

She quickly took out a small cloth bag and placed it on the table. When she opened the cloth bag, there were exactly ten Magic Stones inside.

Heath accepted the Magic Stones and took out a bottle of red potion. "Drink it."

The girl opened the bottle and drank the magic potion.

Immediately, a shocking scene appeared.

The fat on the girl's body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her chubby cheeks shrank, and her thick thighs and arms became slim and slender.

In the blink of an eye, the chubby woman from before had disappeared, replaced by a graceful and lithe girl.

The crowd instantly exclaimed.

"She's slimmed down! She's really slimmed down!"

"It's amazing, magic, there really is magic!"

"Wizard! Wizard!"

The girl raised her hands and touched her cheeks, then hugged her shoulders and looked left and right at her body.

She felt that her body seemed to have become more flexible, becoming... Slimmer.

She quickly turned her head and looked at a beauty mirror standing at the side of the hall.

In the mirror, a girl was reflected. She was slim and elegant, and had nothing to do with being fat. The fat of mortals had disappeared without a trace.

The girl's eyes reddened, and two lines of hot tears instantly slid down her cheeks.

She was so happy that she cried. "Thank you! Thank you, Wizard!"

Heath smiled and said, "You're welcome."

He felt that he should be the one who should be grateful for selling the worthless Shaping Potion for ten Magic Stones.

"Next!"

Just like in White Water Harbor, people lined up in a long line and walked to the front of the Wizard one by one. They put down the Magic Stones and expressed their wishes.

People's wishes were strange. They wanted to become thin, beautiful, rich, powerful, and women.

These goals that the people in the secular world were vying for became easy to obtain in front of magic.

Those who wanted to become thin were given a Shaping Potion, those who wanted to become beautiful were given Beauty Water, and those who wanted wealth and power were surrounded by a large number of nobles who were willing to lend a helping hand...

At this moment, Heath finally understood why so many Apprentices were vying for this mission.

It was indeed too lucrative.

10 Magic Stones for a bottle of Shaping Potion, 30 Magic Stones for a bottle of Beauty Water, 20 Magic Stones for a bottle of White Water, and 50 Magic Stones for a bottle of Enhancing Potion...

In just a few hours, Heath had already earned more than 3,000 Magic Stones. Although after deducting the taxes and costs of Shadow Tower, he was only left with more than 1,000 Magic Stones, this was already quite a large sum.

One had to know that Heath only earned 1,000 Magic Stones after working hard for a month. Among the Apprentices, this was considered a relatively high income. For example, the Apprentices who entered the same time as him usually earned around 100 to 200 Magic Stones.

Moreover, it was hard work, living in the open, and even taking risks. For the other Apprentices who grew and farmed, there was no need to mention them, and they were no different from serfs.

Now, he only needed to sit here and casually move his fingers to get a large amount of Magic Stones into his pockets. Was there anything better than this?

The exchange continued until the end.

"Is there anyone else?"

"No, Sir Wizard."

Hearing the Knight's report, Heath, who was sitting on the chair, was still a little unsatisfied.

However, there was nothing he could do about it. In the secular world, the amount of Magic Stones that humans could collect was very limited. Most of them were collected regularly by the Shadow Tower through special channels. The Magic Stones that could be left in the hands of the people were very rare.

It was already very difficult for a city like this to squeeze out 3,000 Magic Stones. Even the 3,000 Magic Stones might have been accumulated over several years or even decades.

Count Kroya stood up and said, "Sir Wizard, thank you for your trouble. Please come to the banquet. I think everyone cannot wait for the banquet to begin."

Heath nodded and stood up as well.

Count Kroya walked forward and prepared to give a speech to the banquet tonight. However, at this time, there was a commotion outside the door.

"Sob, sob, sob! Please, please let me in, okay?"

"Mother! Sir Wizard, please save my mother. Sob, sob, sob. My mother is dying."

A little boy appeared outside the door.

He was kneeling in front of the door.

The cries of pain and the cheerful atmosphere were out of place.

The boy begged a Knight who was guarding the door, "Sir, please, please let me in, okay? I want to save my mother! I want to save my mother!"

The Knight said awkwardly, "I can't do this. My duty is to guard here."

The boy's tears fell. "But, but my mother is dying. Sob, sob, sob, I only have my mother as my family."

The Knight hesitated for a moment. "Do you have Magic Stones? Child, if you have Magic Stones, I can let you in."

The boy shook his head. "No."

The Knight shook his head regretfully. "Without Magic Stones, even if I let you in, it would be useless. Wizards need Magic Stones to cast spells. This is the rule."

The boy cried and begged, "But... But... But my mother... Sob, sob..."

There was a hint of despair in his voice.

The noise outside the door soon reached Heath.

He stopped walking toward the hall with the Count.

He turned his head and asked, "What happened there?"

The Knight standing next to him said sympathetically, "A boy. His mother seems to be sick and wants to ask for your help."

Heath nodded. "Let him in."

The Knight's expression was happy at first, but then he added worriedly, "But... he doesn't have Magic Stones."

Anyone who asked for help from a Wizard must first give them Magic Stones.

Heath's expression did not change. "Got it. Let him in."