I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 83 Golem
As a man with principles and integrity, DuPont is quite resistant to the idea of ​​getting something for free.

Thinking you can take advantage of someone by saying a few nice words? That's completely wishful thinking.

Need more money!
"Haha," DuPont wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking rather weak, perhaps because of the hot weather. "Well... I don't think I'll be able to make it this week. I have an appointment with someone in Beer Town. How about we reschedule for next week?"

"Oh my, is that the Paladin girl? What would that idiot know, no matter how pretty he is? He'd probably blush at the slightest sweet talk." The senior student, whose name tag read Nemeria, said as she placed her hand on DuPont's leg, her long, slender nails gently rubbing against the inside of his thigh, her tone tender.

"Listen to your sister. A boy like you who is just beginning to experience love should find someone who will care about you. Otherwise, if you run into a clingy person who is immature and throws tantrums all the time, it might waste your precious study time. If that happens, you'll miss out on your promotion and your relationship will also fall apart. You'll lose both your money and your love, and you'll regret it."

DuPont is really sweating now.

Although Senior Tiflin's advances were indeed quite intense, she still blew a kiss to another class when the bell rang for class, and did not stay to continue harassing them.

Whether a pleasurable experience or a spell lesson is more important, the choice is obvious for any apprentice who isn't a fool.

DuPont quickly calmed down, focused on taking notes, and watched his mentor build one spell model after another.

However, compared to his near-perfect mastery of the Fox Wisdom, even with his current intelligence, he had only made 3% progress in the flight technique after one lesson, and the situation was not very optimistic.

Although it was only a single level up, the difficulty of learning new spells almost doubled. DuPont rubbed his temples, feeling a bit sleepy, and got up to leave with the snacks his seniors had given him. He didn't notice that the fact that he had a spatial bag made many people's eyes burn even more intensely.

According to rumors, DuPont wasn't particularly poor before, but he wasn't exactly wealthy either. So how come he's now carrying around a spatial bag—a luxury even newly graduated mages might not have?

This guy definitely went to Whitestone City to hook up with a rich woman, what a scoundrel!

The last class is the Golem class, which is a less popular course taught by the Civil Engineering Master. There are fewer people auditing it, so it should be much quieter.

It was still that dwarf. He didn't seem to care much about his few students. During his lectures, he would occasionally mention his past adventures. With self-praise and a little bit of practical information, a class was almost over. DuPont then took out the damaged core that he had been studying for half a day.

"Fireforging Master, I unexpectedly obtained a damaged clay core and a gem. I wonder if there's a quick way to repair it?"

I can't quite find the key, so I'll have to ask for help.

The old dwarf, interrupted from reminiscing about the past, wasn't annoyed. He stroked his red beard, which was streaked with silver, and said, "Oh? Let me see it."

Upon hearing DuPont's voice, the apprentices, who had been distracted, all turned to look at the most popular person in the academy.

It's said that DuPont has been dating a noblewoman from a family with a long and distinguished history. She even gave him a spatial bag as a gift, and now he can casually sell golem cores and gems worth hundreds of gold. Just how much money did he swindle from her?
Even someone as rich as Connor doesn't carry a space bag to show off these days.

Is finding a rich woman the best choice before learning magic?
Annie's lips curled into a wide grimaces when she saw this.

She spent so much time with that bastard Connor and all she got were a few books to read, so how come DuPont got so many things that money can't buy? Are good-looking men more valuable than women these days?

Sigh, I should have stayed with DuPont. At least he's better looking than Connor and probably smarter. He's still in solitary confinement for a week.
After DuPont placed the materials on the lecturer's desk, the Fireforging Instructor took a look and then shook his head: "The material and craftsmanship of your core are quite good, but black jade is more suitable as a gem for flesh golems. It's not that the golem core can't be used, but its performance can only be utilized at most 80%, which is far inferior to garnet or high-quality citrine. They have a higher affinity for earth elements and are much more effective for making clay golems."

"I do have some extra garnets. If you're sure it's a clay golem core, I can help you replace it. However, there will be a small price difference between two gems of the same grade but different types. Do you want to exchange them?"

DuPont shook his head: "If you need to make up the difference, then please let me know, but there's no need for anything else. I might have to pay extra if I go to the store to exchange for gems, so this is convenient."

"Hmm, a clever lad." The old dwarf was satisfied with DuPont's reply. He took out a brownish-green gem from his waist, tapped the podium, and looked at everyone: "You usually just talk the talk but don't walk the walk. Because the clay golem cores are useless to me, and you can't understand the advanced ones. This time you all have a chance to pull yourselves together, otherwise you might fail the practical exam at the end of the year!"

Hearing that it was related to grades, everyone perked up, only to see the old dwarf take out an anvil, a hammer, and a small silver ingot from his spatial bag. With each strike, strange magical runes would bloom in the classroom, accompanied by a loud clanging sound, and then the silver ingot and the gem would disappear.

The apprentices were dumbfounded when they saw this: Do you need to know blacksmithing to make golems?

However, DuPont, who was closer and more focused, noticed something amiss.

Although the dwarf swung his hammer high into the air, he didn't actually strike the core. All his movements were just for show, and even the clanging sound was a disguise.

Why would he do that?

DuPont stared at it for a while longer, listening to the old dwarf's mutterings, and finally understood the gist of it.

Although it looks bizarre, this is how the master of fire casts his spells, and the iron hammer is his magic wand.

The forging process was short-lived. With a loud shout, the old dwarf raised his hammer to mid-air and delivered a deafening slam. The golem core, which had been on the felt mat, bounced up and then fell rapidly, floating 20 centimeters above the felt mat.

Ignoring the apprentices who were covering their ears, Forging Fire reached out and took the brand-new core in front of him, nodded in satisfaction, and tossed it to DuPont: "Be careful, it's a bit hot."

Even with preparations, DuPont hadn't expected that the fist-sized core would burn a hole in his clothes. His attempt to catch it with the Summoning Mage's Hand failed, and DuPont let it float in mid-air, much to the amazement of the onlookers.

Charles rolled his eyes: "Master, although I am strong, using a hammer is too primitive. How will some thin girls forge the core?"

"This is just a habit of mine. When I'm actually forging, I buy the core shell from the Golem Department. The rest of the process is similar to when you copy scrolls. It's just that you newbies might find it a bit complicated when forging golem cores. But unlike scrolls, which are wasted if you fail to copy them, you only need to be able to make a clay golem core by the time you graduate."

The old dwarf looked at DuPont: "But yours doesn't count; you'll have to make a new one yourself later."

"Don't worry, mentor." DuPont took out the cooled golem core, glanced at it, and marveled at the exquisite runes. "I'll make one by the end of this semester and try to sculpt a golem to play with as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)