In the Witch Kitchen, Zack treated Locke to a cup of witch waterlon juice. The waterlon juice had a leaf from a Fairy Mint magical plant placed on top, which made this waterlon juice taste very refreshing, combined with so magical ice cubes.
This made its sales extrely high during midsumr.
Zack said to Locke, "The situation is like this."
"Now all the major workshops are pulling connections, contacting the captains of combat squads from the battle departnt in advance, reaching so agreents with those captains they had good relationships with before."
"Using their competition entries in advance to increase the possibility of their workshop's works winning in the competition."
Locke took a sip of the witch waterlon juice and frowned, "That ans the results of the custom magical plant competition don't just depend on the magical plants' performance data, but also other determining factors."
Zack confird, "Indeed it is so. Actually, it's understandable. After all, performance data can be falsified and might not be comprehensively considered, but usage records in war can't be faked."
"This kind of competition is prepared for war, and different judges have different perspectives."
"But precisely because of this, there are too many intricacies involved."
Zack explained, "But you don't need to worry too much. You have here. I have absolute confidence in you."
"I will fully support you."
"Now I'm also helping you contact various key figures. Your resources might not necessarily be worse than those workshop breeders. This counts as mutual help."
Zack said, "After all, the result of this competition determines a large academy procurent contract order, much larger in scale than the one I signed with you at that ti. Back then, I also took a risk to give you the only procurent contract authorization quota I had in my hands."
Locke nodded. So obtaining academy procurent contracts wasn't that simple after all.
His ability to get the first batch of academy procurent contracts should thank Manager Yuri for recomnding his works to her senior brother Zack.
Then, he should thank Zack for taking the risk to sign a procurent contract with him at first sight of his works.
Locke knew that a person couldn't assu they would always succeed just because they had succeeded once before, and think that success was entirely their own credit.
Back then, his Crystal Palm Fire Lotus being able to sign an academy procurent contract involved too many coincidences.
Even Zack, who signed the procurent order with him, had taken great risks.
Zack smiled at Locke, "In a mont, I've invited a combat squad captain with whom I have a good relationship, Captain Jack Gray. He's a senior first-class wizard apprentice who has been a first-class wizard apprentice for 25 years, and he's also a Storm Wizard."
"His team has quite a few wizards who use plant magic. If we can get him to agree to use your Perseus Eye Lichen on the front lines, then I believe it can greatly increase the possibility of your work winning an award."
Zack said respectfully, "Locke, is that alright?"
Locke nodded, "No problem. If Perseus Eye Lichen can win an award, it would benefit both of us greatly. After all, it's a magical plant I painstakingly developed. I have absolute confidence in it, and I don't want it to lose its deserved ranking due to external factors."
eting a battle squad wizard captain was nothing to him. In fact, his ti as a first-class wizard apprentice had been too short, and he indeed should et these relatively senior first-class wizard apprentices within the academy.
Locke had heard of Storm Wizards' reputation. These Storm Wizards were professional combat Evocation School wizards in white wizard society. They were best at using elental magic in their hands to condense storms and lightning, completely eliminating enemies without rcy.
These Storm Wizards took a completely different path from Weather Wizards. Storm Wizards were all militant figures among white wizards, fighting black wizards year-round, with more than one black wizard life on their hands.
Their profession was killing black wizards.
Zack pointed to the transparent window of the Witch Kitchen and said, "Locke, Captain Jack is here."
Locke turned to look out the window and saw a middle-aged wizard with a crew cut walking toward them. He had a serious expression with a scar on his face, his left eye already blind, replaced with an alchemist's work, a magic eye.
Locke even saw on that magic eye the work marking seal of his old acquaintance from the Ouroboros Circle wizard seed, alchemist assistant Tyne, proving this magic eye work ca from his hands.
The magic eye in Captain Jack's left eye socket kept rotating, seemingly still paying attention to everything around even inside Lilith's Cottage, preventing enemies from launching sudden attacks on him.
He had a fierce aura about him, but his square face made him look righteous instead.
Jack Gray wore a wizard robe unique to Storm Wizards, with storm patterns on the edges of the robe. Under the Storm Wizard robe was his muscular, strong body.
Captain Jack walked in from the entrance. His magic eye imdiately locked onto the location where Zack and Locke were sitting and walked over, "Sorry, Zack, I'm late."
"Recently caught another damn black wizard spy."
"I personally dug out that self-proclaid immortal dirty vampire's heart and electrocuted it to charcoal. Ah, I'm making you spend money again today. You're still the rich one, Zack. I usually can't bear to eat the food at the Witch Kitchen."
Captain Jack sat carelessly on the sofa next to Zack, "Who is this?"
Zack smiled, "Captain Jack, this is Locke Augustine. I've ntioned him to you before, the genius breeder I often talk about."
"You rember Crystal Palm Fire Lotus? The one your squad used during bombing missions before. That's Breeder Locke's work."
Captain Jack looked at Locke in surprise, showing so respect in his remaining right eye, "So it's you. I didn't expect the developer of Crystal Palm Fire Lotus to be so young. That batch of magical plants was very hardcore. I thought it was made by an experienced formal breeder."
Captain Jack smiled and extended his hand to Locke, "Anything that can kill black wizards is a good magical plant. Let's be friends. I'm Jack Gray, captain of the 173rd Black Wizard Hunter Combat Squad."
Locke also nodded slightly at him and extended his hand to shake with him.
The mont their hands touched, Jack Gray's constantly rotating magic eye pupil suddenly turned bright red and kept flashing, seemingly so kind of warning, rotating even more violently.
Jack Gray quickly pulled his hand back and pressed down on his left eye. A powerful magical energy drilled out from his magic eye, even trying to escape through the gaps between the five fingers of Jack Gray's hand covering his eyeball.
"Damn it, that guy Tyne's product he sold works well, but it has too many bugs! This isn't a battlefield, this isn't an enemy, quickly cancel the attack!"
Zack was startled, but Captain Jack still controlled his magic eye that was about to attack and apologized to Locke, "Ah, my magic eye was probably damaged by black wizards on the battlefield. I feel it's a bit unreliable. Sorry, Breeder Augustine."
"I think I still need to find Tyne to fix it for . This thing hasn't passed its warranty period yet. When he sold it to , he spoke so nicely, and I actually believed him. It turns out it doesn't work well at all."
"Breeder Augustine, you seem to have so black wizard aura about you." Captain Jack's magic eye and right eyeball simultaneously stared at Locke, "My magic eye sensed the black wizard aura on you, so it reacted."
Zack blinked, looked at Locke, then at Captain Jack, and quickly said, "I should hurry up and order food."
"Waiter, co here."
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