Chapter 507: Opening the Transformation Sanctuary
Over the past year since Donald returned from the battle on the New Continent, the situation throughout Thalassia had improved greatly, especially in Dalaran, which had now become the economic and cultural center of the northern lands and a sacred place in the eyes of countless adventurers and professionals.
This was not only due to its developed commerce and rare resources but also largely because of the opening of Dalaran as a transformation sanctuary.
Previously, only loyal warriors chosen by Donald from his territory had the chance to enter the transformation sanctuary. Half a year ago, feeling that he was not only a true god but also had many allies among the true gods, Donald no longer needed to fear outside scrutiny, so he decided to open the sanctuary to the public.
Before, people only knew that Dalaran had mysterious traditions of various professions, but they didn’t know where these traditions originated. Now, with the sanctuary open to all citizens of the territory and some friendly outsiders, people understood the reason.
If Donald had still been a mere mortal powerhouse, even if he were a powerful legendary archmage, the existence of the transformation sanctuary would have caused him great trouble.
But now the situation was completely different. As long as they were willing to pay a certain price, other true gods could also grant various powers to mortals—it was merely a matter of whether it was worth it. Thus, with the backing of true gods, opening the transformation sanctuary at this time did not arouse suspicion among the gods or various factions.
Moreover, entry to the sanctuary was not unrestricted. Aside from being freely available to tested citizens of the territory, outsiders who received an invitation had to pay a certain fee to enter.
Such restrictions seemed reasonable in the eyes of outsiders, because even true gods wouldn’t do anything unprofitable for no reason!
Donald set the fee at 3,000 gold sols, or equivalent magical materials such as elemental crystals or monster cores.
These fees were exorbitant for ordinary people, but those who received invitations to Dalaran were not ordinary citizens. For nobles, the chance to become stronger at such a cost was an unimaginable fortune, making the 3,000 gold sols fee utterly insignificant.
For the first batch of invitations, Donald allocated 60 spots per year—just enough. If there were too many professionals, their value would diminish!
With the first official invitations sent out, they immediately sparked intense discussions among various factions in the Kingdom of Celt.
“Dear Viscount Covain, it is my honor to inform you that you have been granted permission to enter the Sacred Ground for Class Transformation during the sixth full moon this year. Please bring with you funds or items worth no less than three thousand gold sols as a fee. We will await your arrival. Sent by: Clinton, the Great Nature Guardian, the current representative of the God of Summoning Donald, and President of the Dalaran Adventurers’ Guild. Sincerely, William Kent, Dalaran Administrator and Mayor of Twilight Town.”
Upon receiving and reading this letter addressed to the kingdom’s prominent diplomat, Viscount Covain, this normally composed middle-aged gentleman immediately jumped up shouting, calling for his butler and servants. “Hurry! Prepare a carriage for me, head to the capital’s teleportation point, and pack our luggage—we’re going to Dalaran for three months!”
A similar situation occurred in many noble households and high-ranking figures in Celt. They had previously heard rumors through their own channels about Dalaran opening its Sacred Ground for Class Transformation, but it was only when such an opportunity came their way that they realized it was real.
An invitation meant a chance to undergo class transformation, and the person who could transform could be either the invitee themselves or a relative or trusted follower they recommended—decision left to them.
Thus, those nobles who received invitations, along with those who had previously interacted with Donald, rushed to Dalaran immediately with their families.
Since Celt established teleportation points across the country, traveling between different regions, even beyond the northern lands, no longer required arduous journeys of ten days, half a month, or even two to three months. Even reaching the most remote areas on the western coast of the continent, at the edge of human territories, took merely a short time.
Apart from the high costs of transporting large goods, most people used the alchemical airships produced in Dalaran. The cost of personal teleportation was affordable even for wealthier commoners, while nobles relied on magical teleportation gates for travel.
Almost all invited guests arrived in Dalaran in advance. Even those who were already powerful professionals took this opportunity very seriously, as they all had relatives and descendants. Not all of the next generation possessed the talent to become professionals. Adding a professional to the family or faction was a precious opportunity for both the invitees and the people they recommended.
Especially for those young people with limited talent who could never become professional adventurers in their lifetime, who already faced constant ridicule and gossip from others, it was even less likely that they would miss such a rare chance to change their fate.
Moreover, the messengers responsible for delivering the invitations had already described the gathering in detail. The sacred place for career changes not only offered opportunities to become professionals but also possessed the ability to train various known professions. Depending on their occupational traits and advancement paths, mages could go to mysterious sacred buildings for spellcasting training, while warriors could train at barracks or the ancient war trees of the elves. These buildings could endow professionals with knowledge and experience suited to their professions, accelerating the improvement of their strength and attributes. Of course, this required energy as a cost, with more advanced professionals needing even more energy. This was an additional expense.
However, such a small cost was nothing to those who were strong; even losing everything would be worth it for a chance to advance further, and they would surely welcome it. This was also why a few of the invited individuals who were alone with no family ties were extremely interested in it.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye. On the morning of early June, all the invited guests and related personnel had already gathered early at the assembly point behind the barracks in Dusk Town.
Donald was also someone who valued old relationships, so most of those invited were individuals or factions he had connections with. Solid allies like the Celt royal family and the Ansel family each received three invitations. Although these two families had their own powerful traditions, they also had descendants without talent. The Leyton family, which was in an alliance, received two invitations, while the representatives and individuals from other Celt nobles each got only one. Yet no one was dissatisfied about this. For anyone, there are differences in closeness, and many of the invited guests gave this opportunity to their closest relatives and nephews. If they themselves would do so, why not others?