Abe the Wizard - Chapter 787

Chapter 787: Moga City

Abel already had the Master Alchemy pattern. He just needed to learn metallurgy, and he could immediately create materials only Master Alchemists could make.

The flying boat was every dwarf’s dream. It’s significance and usefulness reached beyond the Holy Continent. The dwarfs had spent countless efforts, but they just couldn’t cultivate a master alchemist.

Every single master alchemist that appeared in the Holy Continent specialized in potion-making, and they would dedicate all their time and effort to it. Therefore, they wouldn’t even think about doing metallurgy.

This was what always kept the dwarfs’ flying dream a dream, but now Abel, a friend of the dwarfs, had successfully become a master alchemist. Although he too specialized in potions, he could easily become a metallurgist.

It was a chance for the dwarfs, a chance they waited for countless years.

Bernie’s request sent Abel to contemplate. His friendship was very important to him, Harry Castle, and the Duchy of Carmel.

When Abel was in trouble, the dwarfs sent out elite wizards to help him. The dwarfs supplied his battle fort, those little war puppets, and even those bursting crossbows. Although they were mutually traded, Abel had taken big advantage of them.

The dwarfs had helped him too much. He just couldn’t bring himself to say no to Bernie.

“‘ll do it. But I’ll only help you with my Master Bennett identity!” Abel nodded.

“Of course, I did not expose your identity as an elf. I didn’t even tell my father. I just said I know Master Bennett!” Bernie immediately felt his heart lifted and laughed.

Although the dwarfs had many portal objects, the amount of iron ore they needed was still too much to carry with a normal carriage. The iron ore was scattered around the Earth Dividing basin. So most of the time blacksmiths would just go to the mine to do their forgery after the ores had been taken out.

This was not efficient for the communication of blacksmiths and made their lives a lot harder. Most importantly, every mine needed to build new facilities, and the fixed ground fire furnace in cities was not utilized to its full potential.

This was not a problem a teleportation circle could solve. A teleportation circle was very convenient for sending human or decent size objects to faraway places, but they needed to be supported by large amounts of energy.

Therefore, only the most prestigious people, wizards, druids, and big nobles could use it.

The cost of each teleportation for a person was 10,000 gold coins since it would use up the energy of a few rare mana gems.

Not everyone had as many mana gems as Abel. His place did not have a teleportation limit, but if the dwarfs had opened their teleportation circles public, they would not able to sustain it no matter how wealthy they were.

This was why a flying boat was so important to them.

“I’ll head to you once you get everything organized!” Abel thought for a moment and said.

He couldn’t use the Master Bennett identity in Harry Castle, and he didn’t want the dwarfs to know that he was the elf, Master Bennett. He was already a Grandmaster blacksmith. This status was already enough to scare any race.

He almost died in the maggot lair, so heading to the dwarfs might be a good way to relax for a bit. He needed some time to think about how he should control his wizard ability better anyway.

“No need to wait. I already have everything organized. Just come to Moga City with me now. That is where the largest dwarf alchemy union is!” Bernie couldn’t wait anymore.

Abel heard of Moga City. It was a guardian city for the royal dwarf Holy Crown City alongside the Blacksmith Union Kitchener City.

Similar to Kitchener City, violence was also forbidden in Moga City. It was one of the very few fully violent free cities in the Holy Continent. These 2 cities, along with the Holy Crown city, had formed a super protection circle. It was so powerful that even elite wizards could not break it.

After Abel transformed into the elf Master Bennett, he arrived at Moga City with Bernie through the large teleportation circle. It was noon, the earth dividing basin would be burning with the heat of May, but Abel suddenly felt a cool breeze.

They walked out of the teleportation circle, and Bernie waved over a carriage. Afterward, they headed towards the highest part of the city.

The structure of this city was almost a copy of Kitchener City. It made sense considering that both cities served the same function as the Holy Crown City’s defense.

“Abel, you noticed the change in temperature?” An awkward smile emerged on Bernie’s face.

“Call me Bennett. I don’t want you to expose me by mistake!” Abel corrected Bernie. and then followed, “yeah, the temperature is different!”

“Ok, Bennett!” Bernie nodded and continued, “it started changing last year, but this year is the most dramatic. This change is what made crops grow slower. I’m afraid our harvest will decrease!”

Abel could hear the worry in Bernie’s voice. Although the dwarfs had Abel’s watering system, it would be useless if those crops stopped their production.

He was afraid of the legendary long-lasting famine. The dwarfs would take a big hit if it occurred.

According to the legends, one-third of the dwarfs had died in the disaster back then.

Although food preservation exists in the Holy Continent, it was not efficient. It could only last for a few years before crops started to get damage.

The dwarfs did not have much food stored up. Their favorite thing was wine, so they would often turn almost all of their leftovers and imported crops into wine.

They had not been able to buy any crops from humans for a year. If it wasn’t due for Abel’s watering system, they would already be in a food shortage.

Abel frowned. From his report, this food crisis would last at least 10 years. He already locked down the entire Harvest City and turned it into a crops field, but it was still far not enough to support the entire Holy Continent.

It would be a burden to even support 2 or 3 duchies in the human world, let alone other races.

The elves were not populated. If they change up their recipes a little, making it through this food crisis shouldn’t be a problem.

The biggest problem were the humans and dwarfs. There were way too many humans. Although this was what granted them their status in the Holy Continent, a decrease in food production would have the biggest effect on them.

The dwarfs were also at a disadvantage due to their environment. They could grow many crops themselves. Although they had some help, they would still be lacking in some quantity.

“Bernie, if the Goff family is running out of food, I can give some to you. But I don’t have enough for other families!” Abel lowered his voice.

He was a little selfish at heart. He would only help his close friends. He was not the savior of the world.

“Bennett, ill thank you on behalf of the Goff family!” Bernie nodded his head heavily.

Abel was such a good friend for making a promise like this in these times. Although the food shortage crisis had just begun, food had already become the most stable form of wealth in the Holy Continent. It could be traded with anything.

Also, the price of crops had shot up in a short amount of time. With this speed, the price of food could double or even triple in a few months.

However, Bernie knew very well that it was not a matter of wealth. Abel had a whole Duchy to take care of himself, so his gratitude came from his heart.