Chapter 154 Correct Your Work Attitude

I want to buy Hiddleston.

I want to make magical equipment out of Hiddleston.

Liszt thought he should release Hiddleston's leash and let it teach Glanny how to behave. A mid-level magical beast was not something a single magician could handle.

In the castle's living room, they sat according to guest and host positions.

Perhaps due to the fame brought by "The Hermit" or perhaps because magic had a certain prestige, magicians held a high social status, belonging to the upper-middle class, with the privilege to enter the second floor of the castle.

"Is this the famous Tulip Castle ice cream? I heard you invented it," Glanny was instantly attracted by the ice cream served by the butler, with its distinct colors.

Ice cream was a luxury food; a large amount of ice was needed to produce just a small portion, making it unaffordable for most people.

Glanny had only heard of it but never tasted it.

"Give it a try. On Coral Island, besides Flower Town, only Tulip Castle, Falcon Town, Beer Castle, and Shattered Stone Castle can offer this frozen delicacy." Liszt had sold the recipe to four individuals: Levis, Lvera, Aubrey Humulus, and Brandon Shattered Stone.

Other nobles wanted to buy it but were unwilling to spend the money.

Glanny picked up the cup and took a bite. "Mmm, is this natural ice? Not magically made, very interesting. How is it made?"

"The recipe for ice cream is quite valuable."

"I don't need the recipe for ice cream. I want to know where the ice comes from. Baron Liszt, don't tell me that in such a small castle, there's an ice cellar underground."

Using nitrate to make ice wasn't a secret worth keeping.

But Glanny's questioning tone made Liszt uncomfortable, so he responded coolly, "Mr. Glanny, I invited you to Flower Town to craft equipment for me and teach me about magic, not the other way around. Please adjust your attitude."

Glanny scooped another bite of ice cream, showing no self-awareness. "Seeking truth is a magician's nature. The weather is still hot, even ice magic is hard to cast, let alone using natural means to make ice. This is a significant discovery. I hope you can teach me."

"Teaching knowledge requires payment."

"How many gold coins?"

Seeing Glanny's willingness to pay gold coins for information on nitrate ice-making, Liszt's eyes flickered, and an idea came to him. "Gold coins aren't what I lack. If you want to know how I make ice, it's simple. Work diligently for me during this time, and once you complete your tasks, I'll naturally explain the method to you."

Glanny frowned. "I dislike working with doubts."

"Therefore, ensure quality and finish your work as soon as possible, and you'll be free of doubt sooner." Liszt said bluntly, having figured out how to deal with magicians—no need to hold back here in Flower Town, where magicians couldn't stir up trouble.

"Alright, let's talk about the work. Do you need me to craft the black pearl for your magical equipment?"

"Thomas, go fetch my black pearl from the cabinet in the study." Just moments ago, he had entered the study, taken out a basketball-sized black pearl from his gemstone space, and hidden it in the cabinet to avoid suspicion.

Thomas quickly brought the black pearl over and placed it on the table.

This black pearl was not perfectly round, somewhat misshapen, and didn't look particularly beautiful. But to Glanny, who had never seen a larger black pearl, it was perfect: "Unbelievable, unbelievable! A black pearl of this size is incredible!"

He caressed the black pearl. "It's brimming with water elemental magic, making me feel like I'm standing on the ocean. It must have been born in the deep sea. Oh, it carries the weight of history; I sense it has existed for hundreds of years!"

"Do you think it can be crafted into magical equipment to suppress storms?"

"Of course,

it surpasses my expectations and is an excellent material for crafting magical equipment... However, the materials I brought might not suffice; I need to purchase more."

"Are you leaving now?"

"No, no, no. I don't need to leave. I'll write a letter asking Charlie to buy the necessary materials. Only some auxiliary materials are lacking, but the core materials are sufficient."

Charlie was the skinny magic apprentice.

Glanny worked efficiently, immediately asking for paper and pen to write the letter. He wrote to a fellow magician, asking them to help procure the materials, then handed the letter to Charlie, instructing the Flower Town caravan to take Charlie to Coral City when they departed. The fellow magician lived near Coral City.

"Baron Liszt, I need an independent workspace to craft magical equipment, especially with such premium materials. It will take a long time."

"There are many newly built houses in town; you can choose one." Liszt stood up. "I'll take you to town now to pick your room."

Glanny hadn't brought a horse and, surprisingly, didn't know how to ride one.

So a butler had to ride a horse carrying him.

Arriving at the town,

Glanny's eyes roamed constantly, taking in the vast expanses of planned land, including drainage channels, curbs, and green belts. Although the buildings weren't yet constructed, the areas were already divided. Some old houses had been demolished, replaced by neat rows of new ones.

There weren't many pedestrians; at this time, most idle people were moving stones at the docks.

Only in the Workshop Area were many serfs busy working.

"There's... no... manure?" After observing for a while, he exclaimed in surprise.

"In Flower Town, public defecation is forbidden. There are toilets, and all residents must use them." Gort, who had just arrived, answered, "Mr. Glanny, it's been a while. I hope you'll enjoy Flower Town. The environment here is prettier than Coral City."

"I must admit the streets are clean, but compared to Coral City's prosperity, this place is too remote."

"It depends on how you define it. Brothels, casinos, and taverns are absent here, making life quieter. After all, Flower Town is just a small town." Gort shrugged. "Once you get used to its tranquility, you'll surely love it. Of course, idle nights can be tough."

Frya was already four months pregnant, so Gort's nightlife was limited to his own hands.

Liszt had to remind him, "Take good care of Frya, Advisor Gort." If he didn't remind him, this guy might go after some local girl again.

Gort chuckled. "Of course."

They walked around the town.

Glanny did not choose the house here: "My work requires quiet, Baron Liszt. The noise from building houses in the town is too disruptive. Please provide me with a more secluded residence." He liked bustling cities, but his work required quiet, which was why he chose to live in the dilapidated Moss Town.

"Since that's the case, Advisor Gort, you should select a separate house for Glanny in your new residence in Wheat Village to serve as both his living quarters and workspace."

"As you wish."