Looking at Wilder's angry face, Locke said, "Oh."
Hearing Locke's perfunctory words, Wilder was discouraged and didn't bother to explain. "Well, boy, I'll take a step back. You can enter the mage academy to study as a guest pupil. As for the tasks assigned by the academy, you decide whether to accept them or not."
Locke asked calmly, "What about the magic crystals?"
"Ten magic crystals a month."
Locke shook his head seemingly somewhat dissatisfied.
"Thirty magic crystals a month." Seeing that Locke still shook his head, Wilder gritted his teeth and said, "You greedy boy, just be satisfied. This already in the treatment of an ordinary teacher."
Sensing that Wilder was about to go berserk, Locke cleared his throat and nodded, "I'm willing to join the Imperial Mage Academy."
"You are well-advised, boy."
With a snort, he turned to Count Peter and said, "Mr. Peter, Irene, please say goodbye to each other. We are going to the imperial capital city tomorrow morning."