Have you ever been a witch? Take this fireball!

Chapter 77 Making Magic Ores

Elor opened her little mouth wide.

"Explosion... Explosion spell? You mean explosion magic?"

Dorothy nodded. "That's right."

Elor lowered his head in thought. Explosion magic was to unleash the condensed fire elemental energy to create a more powerful destructive force than fireball.

In the Beneath the Wood Forest, the Explosion spell is indeed much more powerful than the Fireball spell.

"But the already violent explosion magic is even more difficult to reliably craft into magical items in the Toughwood Forest."

Although Dorothy's idea was good, Elor also had concerns.

Let's hope they don't get blown up by their own creations before the magical items are even made.

"Furthermore, we need to consider the corrosion of runes. Outside, runes might last for ten or twenty years without deteriorating. But here, the speed at which runes are eroded by magic far exceeds your imagination; they might completely break down in just a few months."

Elor spread her hands, and there was another reason why they chose to create the fireball spell.

"As the first spell taught in the Elemental Magic Tower, Fireball is arguably the spell that every mage who graduates from the Elemental Magic Tower is most proficient in."

Then Elor pointed to himself.

"It's also the magic that Lily and I are most proficient at."

"Because we are familiar with this magic, it will be easier for us to seal it inside."

After Elor finished explaining, Dorothy returned the magic ore to her.

"But we won't stay here for long, half a month? Or a month? In any case, it won't exceed the time it takes for the runes to be corrupted by magic."

"And then we'll be facing a beast horde. Just for fireballs alone, how many do you need to make? Hundreds?"

"So I think Explosion Magic is the most suitable. While we still have time, even if we only make five or six Explosion Magic spells, it will be enough."

"I'll handle the magic ore when the time comes. Even if it temporarily goes out of control, you don't need to worry about it hurting you."

Given Elor's runecrafting skills, the explosive magic she creates can only be used at the level of a first-level mage.

For Dorothy, this level of magic was so powerful that she could withstand it even if she were right next to it without getting hurt.

"And like I said, I'm just doing it to pass the time."

Whether the magic ore containing the explosive magic is useful or not is another matter.

The main purpose now is to give Elor something to do so that she won't keep thinking about the beast tide and feel anxious.

"Okay, okay, if you're interested."

Elor looked at Dorothy with a hint of helplessness.

Dorothy scratched her head.

"It sounds like you're coaxing a child, but I don't mind."

She chuckled twice as she spoke.

Elor shook her head slightly and took out the tools for making magic ores one by one from her storage space.

The two chatted as they made the product.

At first, Elor thought that given Dorothy's attitude in class at the Apprentice City, she probably only knew the basics of runecraft and that Elor would need to teach her properly.

But when the two of them started making it, Elor realized that she was wrong, completely wrong.

Dorothy's skill in rune crafting was almost on par with his own!

Dorothy was highly skilled at everything from polishing magical ores to engraving magical circuits within them.

This made Elor question the meaning of life.

Was Dorothy's behavior in the Apprentice City intentional?

Actually, she studies very diligently and works extremely hard.

He just usually appears half-hearted?

Several questions flashed through Elor's mind.

However, her first reaction was happiness, because Dorothy had not wasted her time in the City of Apprentices.

Her and Leonce's previous guesses were all wrong.

So, Dorothy is actually a hardworking and ambitious girl!

Elor had previous experience making magical items with Lyons in the special magical environment of the Resilient Forest. Under her guidance, the magical ore that sealed the explosion magic was completed after half a day.

"Sure enough, the magic here is constantly eroding the magic circuits." Elor held the completed magic ore in her hand and examined it carefully.

"So, based on the current rate of magical corrosion, how long do you think it will take for this magical ore to lose its effect?" Dorothy asked, standing to the side.

After observing for a while longer, Elor smiled and said, "At this rate, it will take at least forty days."

Upon hearing this speed, Dorothy smiled.

Forty days? They might use this magic stone tomorrow.

……

In the tent at the center of the camp while Dorothy and Elor were making magical ore.

The burly man who had previously tried to teach Dorothy a lesson was now crawling on the carpet.

Fisher placed one foot on the strong man's back.

"That little guy didn't leave by force, did he?" Fisher asked in a flat tone.

"No, and they seem to be making something right now..."

The burly man's voice was muffled.

"Make?" Fischer frowned slightly.

At this moment, the burly man's voice carried a hint of flattery, "Yes, sir, they brought out a lot of strange tools, such as carving knives and ink."

"Oh~"

Fischer's voice trailed off, and she looked thoughtful.

"It seems these kids didn't just decide to become mercenaries on a whim; they must be mages."

Fisher thought of Kane, who had come to visit him a few days earlier.

At that time, Kaiyang's performance was comparable to Dorothy's.

They remain calm even when faced with unexpected situations or threats.

Finally, Kane offered to make a deal with him, providing sufficient reward and magical items, which convinced Fisher to agree to the trade and help him find the Red Shield.

Fischer raised his hands and saw the seven rings on his fingers.

Dorothy had already told her how to use the ring.

"Communication rings... These things don't circulate easily except among those noble mages."

Fisher guessed that Kane and Dorothy's identities must be extraordinary.

So he didn't actually cause trouble for Dorothy and the others.

But considering what Dorothy is making right now, could she be making a magical item?

Thinking of this, Fisher narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Perhaps there's still business to discuss later," Fisher murmured meaningfully to himself.

The burly man at his feet was trembling slightly.

A woman who can become the leader of a camp must have methods that command the respect of her subordinates.

Night fell quickly.

While Dorothy was preparing dinner.

The burly man approached Dorothy and invited her, "Our boss would like to invite you to dinner."

Dorothy didn't even look up; she was just holding the iron pot.

The burly man gritted his teeth upon seeing this, a hint of fear in his eyes.

He thought about what would happen to him if his invitation failed, and his tone became somewhat hurried.

"Our boss has a business deal with you, and he can guarantee that you will leave the forest safely."