A Sorcerer’s Journey

Two years have passed.

In two years, more than 700 natural days in the Wizards' Continent have been enough for the newcomers of the Black Soda Wizards' Academy.

Grimmermore took the broom and carefully swept all corners of the library, which was Green's part-time college through Blood Sail Alliance forces, paying for two magic stones per month.

Don't underestimate this part-time job. I didn't know how many people were trying to get their scalp, but Rafi finally got it for Green through the Blood Sail Alliance.

With subsidies, four magic stones a month, reasonably enough to make a newcomer like Green with no poor qualifications or wisdom grow into a magic apprentice during the college's three-year protection period, but...

“Am I wrong? ”

Green frowned and was in a bad mood.

For more than two years, Green has learned only one form of witchcraft: the initial transformation of the nose.

Originally, this Witchcraft Green was completed six months after entering the Academy. By the way of normal newcomers, it should have been easy for Green to lead most of the newcomers in terms of earnings from four Witchstones per month, while constantly meditating to acquire magic stones and learn new witchcraft.

But!

Green didn't want to just follow the steps of the magic book to finish it, but rather to think about studying the magical principles and dialysing the true meaning of it, thus wasting valuable time.

Now, for example, through a two-year study of nose-hunting, Green has gained a vague idea: why is nose-hunting not a blood sorcery?

However, what's the use of this?

Could this so-called knowledge make Green stronger and pass the trial a year later?

Give me endless knowledge, and I will pivot the endless world with myself as my fulcrum.

Knowledge, is it really that important?

“Am I really wrong? ”

No wonder Green is getting confused, all because the three-year rookie protection period is approaching, when the college's horrible trials will begin and then there will be a mandatory two-year assignment.

Through the last Wizard Apprentice, Green knew that the so-called Trial Examination was actually a life-and-death drill for a college to select qualified recruits.

During the trial period, three witchcraft were not mastered as newcomers to witchcraft apprenticeships, with a mortality rate of more than 90 per cent, and even witchcraft apprentices had a mortality rate of around 40 per cent.

So cruel, the trial exam was called the bloody grinder by the older Wizard Apprentice.

Once upon a time, the Nasal Transformation and Odor Atlas was Green's all hope for the world of wizards. It was his advantage to be different from ordinary wizard apprentices, but now...

“No! Ah…”

Mulan, a terrible scream in the library, Green shocked, quickly walked to the scream.

At this time, four or five people had been surrounded, but all of them stood merely by Mune, ignoring the one who was rolling desperately on the ground.

Green walked forward and his pupils shrunk: "Lin Wan! ”

This sorcerer apprentice, named Lin Wan, who is desperately rolling over the ground, is the first group of new recruits to become a sorcerer apprentice, has a great reputation.

And because of the beauty of people, there are a lot of secretly admired wizard apprentices.

However, one disadvantage of this Lynn is her refusal to cultivate accompanying worms.

It is easy to understand that, after all, in terms of ordinary mindset, it is absolutely horrible to climb into a mess of worms on one's body, even though Green was quite resistant to it.

The so-called companion worm is the wizard's initial application of the power of the soul, assigning its own power to certain function-specific worms, and thus acquiring some corresponding abilities.

Although accompanying worms also have considerable enemy functions, their fundamental role is to increase the resistance of wizards to curses and illusions.

Green looked at Lin Wan with a painful wail and sighed, and another wizard apprentice was about to die here in agony.

In two years, Green has seen too many of these cursed deaths, one of the most difficult killings in the college to track down by law enforcement.

Even Green had some malicious thoughts about Lin's arbitrary death, crawling out of her body and eating her into a skeleton, or did her blood clot into solids and suffocate to death?

Or is it just like the last guy who ran out of physiology and turned into a dry corpse?

The grim scream grew more and more fierce, and Green was acutely smelling a scorching smell.

Lin, dark-red skin, finally fell powerless, while her body dried at visible speeds, as if the bones that formed her body had completely melted away and lost their support points.

A moment later, from the inside out, Lynn gradually turned into ash, but the clothes she was wearing lay perfectly flat on the ground. It looked like Lynn's body had been taken away by an unknown force, and the scene was strange.

“The body spontaneously burns a curse, a fairly high one...”

A wizard apprentice in front of Green muttered to himself and then left without a trace, and it was no surprise that he had seen so many new people cursed to death over the years.

Generally speaking, “accidental” deaths occurred the most in the college between the first three years of a rookie's career and the trial exam, and Green's back was a little cold, even though he had seen many of these cursed deaths because Green didn't know when he was going to be like each other.

Of course, there must be a condition for being cursed that the wizard's body information be stolen.

The so-called physical information is most likely a drop of blood, a nail, or even a hair.

Legend has it that the highest-ranking curse master can even indirectly obtain certain weak physical information from objects that others have come into contact with, thus imposing a curse.

Night, Blood Sail League rally.

Once the ruling structure of the five major practitioners was long gone, the Blood Sail Alliance is now dominated by twelve Alliance elders.

The five former practitioners, apart from the fireball practitioner and the puppet practitioner who died accidentally, became the Alliance elders, the other three practitioners became the Alliance elders, and the other nine were the first to catch up with the qualified superman.

Rafi, Yokris, Yokriana, Binghamson and Green are still sitting together.

It's just that even though friendship still persists, Green feels somewhat unknown sadness.

Yorkris whispered, "Green, last week Rafi took us to the Thorny Forest with some harvest, which is dangerous, but almost everyone gets seven magic stone revenues, so what do you say we come this time? ”

Green pretended not to care, whispering: “Forget it, you know, I'm useless right now, not to mention helping you, I'll give you back legs, even...”

Green glanced at Yorkleanna: “Even now, your sister is stronger than me. ”

Green knew that Yokliana had studied three sorceries and had become an apprentice, and that all three sorceries were auxiliary sorceries, which had helped JoChris immensely.

Together, they can even crush some elder Wizard Apprentices in the Alliance!

“Green, don't hold on! If you go on like this, you'll form a vicious circle. Will you stay mediocre for the rest of your life? ”

Rafi finally lost her temper and looked into Green's eyes, her voice was a little anxious and her concern was self-evident.

Because everyone knows that in a year's time it will be a brutal exam trial, hardly anyone in the Blood Sail Alliance is lucky enough to grasp all the time to improve their strength.

“I...”

Green was hesitating, when a voice interrupted Green.

This is a wizard apprentice with a long beard named Amida, one of the twelve elders of the Blood Sail Alliance at this time, and Rafi's faithful pursuit of great witchcraft talent.

Amida said, "Don't you ever think about his pride when you think you're helping a friend? You seem generous, but how is it different from charity? ”

After that, Amida turned to Green with a sincere smile: “It doesn't matter, you are Rafi's friend, that is, my Amida friend, no matter how small you are, neither me nor the Alliance will abandon you. ”

“Yeah, yeah, Gringo, you can always call me if you have any problems, and I... will do everything I can to help you. ”

Yoklianna spoke timidly.

Green looked at the sincerity of the people and tried to keep a "grateful” smile on his face, which seemed to be the only way to show his happiness and appreciate what they had done for themselves.

But Green's heart felt a tingle, as if someone stabbed Green in the weakest part of his heart with one knife and one knife.

Yes, Zeng Jing's friends are looking at themselves from the perspective of successful people and are willing to help themselves.

Even an Amida who once had no idea which corner of the Blood Sail Alliance looked up to Green, at this moment, with the generosity and boldness of the successful, went to understand Green's mood, to experience Green's pain, to take care of Green's thoughts.

All of this deeply breaks Green's heart.

One of the twelve elders on the high ground loudly announces information inside the League on the rally high ground.

“Now that our Blood Sail Coalition ranks fifth in combined competencies among all apprenticeship organizations at the Black Sota School of Witchcraft, the first four of which have been handed down by the older Witchcraft Apprentice, I congratulate the Coalition on such a proud achievement. ”

“We now have two hundred and seventeen full members of the Blood Sail Alliance, of whom two hundred and fifty are officially apprentices of witches, and seventeen apprentices of witches have been recognized by great witches as first-hand disciple students. We congratulate these wizard apprentices who have been recognized by great wizards and also encourage new people who are still in the Enlightenment. We hope that we will all encourage them together to bring the organization to life! ”

Amida smiled and waved to those around her who congratulated herself, one of the 17 witch apprentices recognized by the League.

Green looked down and looked quietly at everything around him.

Occasionally, someone I know encourages Green to say something similar to believing that Green will surely become a Wizard Apprentice. Every time Green hearts like a knife, he has to smile constantly.

Is it true that Green is wrong to ask himself over and over again?

At the end of the rally, only Binghamson and Green were on their way, and for a long time, Binghamson was silent.

“Ahhh! What is he, Amida? To say that Rafi is your friend, he is your friend, as if we should dobble with him. He said he wouldn't give up on you, he wouldn't give up on the Alliance. Does he think he represents the Alliance? ”

Binghamson roared angrily.

“When the five practitioners founded the Blood Sail Alliance, you were there. You were one of the most original members of the Alliance. At best, he was a second-generation member. I can't believe I'm saying this to you now as an old member of the Alliance. I...”

Finally, the silent Binghamson burst out of nowhere.

“That bastard thinks Rafi's just friends with you? He has no idea how you saved Rafi when the sea monster attacked him, nor will he know how he felt about you. Rafi really likes you, not that he has dedicated so much over the past few months...”

Green raised his head and looked at the friend, who Green had rejected countless times.

But at this point, Green's eyes were wet: "Thank you, Binghamson, I want to be quiet. ”

Green turns around and masks his fragility.

Binghamson didn't say much, patted Green on the shoulder and left.

Green walked silently, remembering all of these two years.

From the time I first came to the Black Sorta School of Wizards, to the time I thought I had discovered what I had discovered as a secret focus on what the Institute called "knowledge”, I had fallen so far.

Unconsciously, Green arrived at the tunnel entrance of the Black Soil Mountains, where a weathered and dilapidated stone tablet stood still, leaving time to flush, pass without shaking, and regardless of whether anyone found himself, it just stood still.

Green raised his head and looked at the boulder that had changed his fate attitude, not knowing what his mood was, and read it silently again.

“Give me endless knowledge, and I will pivot the endless world with myself as my fulcrum. ”

chuckled, abandoning himself.

At this moment, Green suddenly felt his childishness, ignorance, an ancient wizard's admiration, it had stood at such a peak that, as the inspiration of the successful, he had acted like a demon, to worship, to worship, to disregard everything, and even to make such a foolish act of gambling.

If you were one of those wizard apprentices who was desperate to learn witchcraft after witchcraft, whatever the shit knowledge and roots of it, you'd want to be an apprentice wizard and even an elder of the league by this time?

The ancient wizard who said this remarkably powerful words wanted to be a powerful presence at the top of the world, but what could he count for?

Want to imitate the ancient sage of ignorance and become another great sorcerer?

It seemed to be self-inflicted, Green wanted to leave silently, but as Green ghost made God poor last look at the boulder, this moment seemed to feel something, suddenly a physical shock.

“To give me endless knowledge, I use myself as a fulcrum to pry endless worlds... to pry endless worlds, but who gives me endless knowledge as a lever? Knowledge is hard to ask...”

At this moment, Green felt that this once seemingly ambitious phrase was filled with deep helplessness, as if the ancient wizard in the past hated his inability to acquire more knowledge. On the path to acquiring knowledge, he was always filled with thorns, calluses, difficulties, even despair, helplessness, and wanted to give up.

A crying will began to diffuse in Green's will, seemingly understanding the suffering of that great sorcerer.

Stand still, motionless.

After a long time, Green suddenly looked up and walked to his cabin.

At this moment, Green seems to have been reborn, an unwavering belief has been born on Green, the path and truth of his choice must be adhered to, otherwise what's the difference with ordinary people who follow the waves?

This is a path that will never give up in the pursuit of intellectual truth.

Even if the road is filled with despair and death, tired of loneliness and endless hardship and danger, Green will never be willing to step on someone else's footsteps forever.