Captain Edward looked at Alicia in the crowd, bowed slightly, performed a salute, and apologized, saying, "Miss Alicia, I apologize on behalf of our Day-Chasing Silver Shuttle work group for the mistakes we caused."

"This is Sea Pearl Powder Porcelain Paste. It's quite valuable. Applying it to your face can remove the scars on your face."

Alicia kept her head lowered and said nothing.

The liquefaction wizard old steward beside her showed a trace of anger on his face, "In the end, this kind of thing happening is still your work group's operational failure."

"Don't take out this kind of low-level potion. We have it."

"Miss Alicia is the heir of the Plutarch family from our Land of Six Towers. This matter won't be settled just like this. Our Plutarch family will definitely report to the association, ensuring you commoner wizards and your ridiculous academy can never set foot in our Land of Six Towers for the rest of your lives."

Old Wizard Edward's expression turned ugly. He knew the Plutarch family's influence was massive in the Land of Six Towers. Nearly one-third of important positions in the Land of Six Towers' White Wizard Association were held by people from the Plutarch family.

The remaining one-third of important positions were held by core members of another ruling family, while the other third of important positions were held by wizards from other families.

In the Land of Six Towers, whether wizard academies or the White Wizard Association, all important positions were held by people from these family wizards.

All wizard mentors in a wizard academy might all share the same surname.

If you wanted to serve as a wizard mentor there, what you needed wasn't your excellent resume, but rather you needed to have that surname.

So Wizard Edward knew the Plutarch family people were telling the truth. But if their school was prohibited from entering the Land of Six Towers, how could they continue operating the Day-Chasing Silver Shuttle?

Reporting to the association, no one would stand up for them either.

Because for the White Wizard Association, directly replacing all the wizards of their entire Day-Chasing Silver Shuttle wizard academy with a new batch of people to operate this void warship would more easily solve this problem.

This void warship was equivalent to a super large-scale project that all Alchemy School wizards from their academy collectively poured their hearts into. If they lost this project, their academy would very likely dissolve and fall apart.

Wizard Edward could only endure the pressure and hurriedly lower his head to Alicia, "Miss Alicia, this happening was indeed beyond my expectations. Your ship fare, I can waive it all for you... If you have any requests, you can also make them. As long as our academy can do it, we will definitely satisfy your requirements."

Alicia looked at the liquefaction stage old wizard before her whose forehead was covered in sweat. Before her eyes seemed to appear that clown wizard holding a throwing knife, that fierce and menacing face.

Alicia felt somewhat dazed. Obviously, Old Wizard Edward was more powerful than that clown wizard, with vastly greater influence and power. So why was Old Wizard Edward so polite and guilty-consciencd before her, completely able to demonstrate her identity as a prestigious family from the Land of Six Towers, while that clown wizard didn't regard her identity at all?

What exactly was the difference between these two?

Alicia tugged the old steward and said in a low voice, "Forget it, Harris. This matter really can't be blamed on the Day-Chasing Silver Shuttle. They also died quite a few people."

The old steward looked at Alicia with surprise, "But Miss, this time it was clearly these commoner wizards' incompetence that led to you falling into a trap and even encountering great danger. It can't be settled just like this."

"We must hold them accountable. Make them never able to set foot on the Land of Six Towers' wizard land again."

Alicia sighed, shook her head slightly, then said to Old Wizard Edward, whose forehead was covered in sweat from guilt, "Captain, if you can waive my ship fare for me, I'll be very grateful."

"My only requirement for you is to safely bring all of us to the Land of Six Towers."

Old Wizard Edward breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how angry the Plutarch steward wizard was, as long as Alicia didn't continue to hold him accountable, the problem wouldn't be too big.

After all, he wasn't without some connections in the White Wizard Association either but if Alicia, who could represent the Plutarch family's will, blamed him, then the problem would be troublesome. Their academy would very likely encounter a huge crisis that could potentially dissolve them.

No helping it. Alchemist research burned money more than research in other fields, burning money every moment. If they lost this major project, he didn't even know what their wizard academy would eat the next day.

So many children climbed up from the bottom, finally becoming alchemists, finally obtaining alchemist assistant and formal alchemist certificates. But what they learned was all specialized research serving this void warship. Once they left this void warship, at least about half of them would never again find work as good as what they had now.

Wizard Edward was a liquefaction stage First Circle wizard, considered relatively powerful among First Circle wizards. He himself didn't need to fear this aspect of the problem. He would always be able to find a satisfactory job. But he had to consider his students.

Because of this, he was so weak before Alicia, this ordinary formal wizard.

No helping it.

He had a weak spot.

Wizard Edward said, "Thank you, Miss Alicia, for giving us another chance. Please rest assured, we will definitely safely deliver everyone to the Land of Six Towers."

"The web-way we discovered earlier wasn't entirely false information spread by those black wizards. There is indeed a web-way nearby, just not as large as we previously thought. But using that web-way, we should arrive at the Land of Six Towers in fifteen days."

"One to two days earlier than the originally anticipated time."

Hearing Wizard Edward's assurance, the First Circle wizards who entered the central control room finally completely set their minds at ease.

After talking for a while longer, everyone returned to their rooms in the living area. Locke was calculating in his mind whether to attempt brewing Mammon's Powder Potion on the wizard ship.

"The black wizards on the ship have all been cleared out. I don't need to put too much attention on that Hand of the Jungle senior expert anymore. The outrageous remarks that strange old man says in my ear every day give me a headache."

Locke rubbed his brow with a headache, "It's just that for several materials for Mammon's Powder, I either don't have them or don't have much. I could find substitute materials, but it might affect the potion's effectiveness."

Beside the corridor where witch brooms and agility boots were placed, Alicia appeared beside Locke and said to him, "What materials do you need?"

"Perhaps I have them in my astral ring."