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More Pressure.

Terran knew that Elder Alfred wouldn’t have come to see him without expecting some benefit, so when the mention of buying wine arose, Terran erupted into laughter.

“You do realize we still owe the Tavern a heap of magic crystals right?, are you trying to get us to work off our debts with manual labour?, Because I’m still very much broke, and if I’m broke, you’re even broker than me,” Terran remarked, pushing the stone high with the top of his legs and leaping to grab it, only to have his legs give way upon landing.

“Is that any way to speak to your elder? Well, for your information, the list of students drafted into the academy’s team has been updated, and guess what?, Five of your disciples have made the team,” Elder Alfred announced. Terran, was initially shocked hearing such news , before bursting into laughter.

“Those kids didn’t let me down, I’ll be able to restock my reserve of wine gourds again!” Terran exclaimed.

“And I’ll get a couple too,” Elder Alfred added.

“Hush, I won’t
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