Chapter 359 - How About We Discuss A Deal
After completing the level certification for everybody, it was nearly midnight, and it took Lin Li late into the night to settle the accommodations for the mages before he could go and rest himself. He walked down the stairs back to his bedroom as he complained to himself that it was no wonder that old fellow Gerian had tried to con him into becoming the President of Jarrosus’ Guild of Magic—this position was not an easy one indeed…
“Mage Felic…” Who knew that somebody would appear in the guild hall.
Lin Li turned around, and realized that the person who called him was Old Salatt’s son, the thug from Doland. Lin Li could not help feeling puzzled for a moment. “Garso, is anything the matter?”
“I…” Garso opened his mouth to speak, looking hesitant.
“Just tell me, what is it…?” Lin Li’s eyes were incredibly sharp, and he did not have to think too much to know what Garso was thinking of—this rascal most likely had a favor to ask of him. “Don’t feel bad. Uncle Salatt takes such good care of me, and you’re his son, so if there’s anything you need, just tell me. I’ll help you as long as it’s within my means.”
“I… I want…” Garso gritted his teeth before mustering his courage. “I want to learn magic from you…”
“Oh…” Lin Li nodded his head, but neither rejected him nor gave his consent as he merely looked at Garso. “Tell me, why’s that so?”
“Tell me about it.”
“I’ve got something on my hands that Alanna’s Guild of Magic would be interested in, but given my capabilities now, I can’t complete it alone, so I wonder if I can work with Alanna’s Guild of Magic instead…”
“The Highlord’s Mausoleum?” Macklin was a man of great intelligence, and had already guessed what it was.
“That’s right!” Lin Li nodded, and retrieved a new piece of sheepskin from his pocket, presenting it like a treasure. The sheepskin contained the translation of a High Elves Print, done by Andoine after the Pharmacists Guild convention. “This is the blueprint of the Highlord’s Mausoleum, all the hidden levers and traps are recorded clearly…”
“Bloody hell!” Macklin was in shock. He was well aware of what the blueprint meant—as long as they had it, Alanna’s Guild of Magic could avoid almost half of the casualties inevitable during exploration!
Before Macklin recovered from his shock, Lin Li mysteriously added, “Also, I have a soul from the Dark Ages, he supposedly knows the designer of the Mausoleum very well…”