Chapter 171
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The moment the 3 of them entered the magic tower, they saw that wizard Morton standing in front of the teleportation circle with a big smile.
"Teacher!" The 3 of them immediately stepped up and bowed.
"Camille and Carlos, you two can go first. Abel, come with me," Wizard Morton nodded, waving his hand towards Abel.
"Teacher, where are we going?" Abel asked Wizard Morton as he stood in the center of the teleportation circle.
"The Wizard Union branch headquarters in Duchy of Keyen. It is the closest Wizard Union branch headquarters from here," Said wizard Morton as he began to start the teleportation circle.
In a flash, he had already arrived in another teleportation circle. Although the layout of this teleportation circle was exactly the same from the one in Morton's magic tower, from the decorations outside of the defense circle, he could tell it was another magic tower.
"Let's stop here for a while. This teleportation circle can only teleport 5000 miles at a time," Wizard Morton explained to Abel with a smile, then he took out his magic gold card again a swiped it in mid-air. The teleportation circle began to work its magic again.
They had stopped for two times, and every time they needed to pay their fee. At last, they arrived at a huge, incomparably, luxurious teleportation circle. This teleportation circle was different from any other one Abel had seen in the past. It took up even more space than ten of the teleportation circles in Morton magic tower combined.
The surface was scattered with tightly netted dark gold color patterns. From time to time, the pattern would shimmer with light. The teleportation circle was very special. It could be used even when another person was still teleporting.
As Abel was still looking, a few groups of people had also be teleported here. They appeared in different areas of the teleportation circle, and there were even a few people disappearing from the teleportation circle in a flash of white light.
"Follow me!: said wizard Morton as he padded the stunned looking Abel.
"Yes, teacher!" Abel reply and quickly followed Wizard Morton's steps.
"This is the wizard Union branch headquarters in Duchy of Keyen. Only a rank three wizard or above could enter here. The reason why I bring you here today is to help you order a wizard badge," Said Wizard Morton as he walked.
Camille and Carlos had already told Abel about this, so Abel was not surprised. However, he found the Wizard union branch headquarter very amusing. The place was all filled with white-colored marble decorations. The wall, the floor, even the ten huge pillars in the middle of the hall were made of pure white.
The wizards are obsessed with white here. Even the wizard behind the counter was wearing an entirely white robe. Wizard Morton stepped up to the counter and said: "I'm here to request a wizard badge for my disciple!"
The wizard behind the counter was a very young-looking novice wizard with five leaves on his badge. He then said respectfully, "Mr. Morton, please wait a moment. I'll contact the Wizards responsible for examination!"
The wizard behind the counter ignited a magic circle on the counter and said something towards it. Afterward, he turned back to Wizard Morton and said, "Mr. Morton, please go to room number 3 in level one. Mr. Blight will be waiting for you there!"
"Blight!" Said Wizard Morton frowning his eyebrows.
"Teacher, what happened?" Abel asked quietly.
"Wizard Blight is a Wizard from the Duchy of Keyen. We sacked Black magic tower last time, and I also had some tension with wizards from the Duchy of Keyen in the past. It seems like things might not go as smoothly as I thought." Wizard Morton replied.
"Teacher, I am not in need of the wizard badge. We can come back again some other time in the future." Said Abel quickly as he didn't want to give Wizard Morton a hard time.
"They won't go out of there way to give us a hard time. He is only a wizard responsible for examination. He can only do what is in his job description," Said Wizard Morton with a smile waving his hand.
In order to get to room number 3, they had to pass through a hall filled with Wizards from the counter. Under the powerful sense of Abel, every single one of those wizards felt like a bomb full of danger. There were so many rank 3 and above wizard concentrated in one spot, Abel was in full alert mode.
Within room number 3, sat the 30 or so years old wizard Blight with yellowish hair and a darkish face. He was just talking with someone through the magic circle on his desk.
"Mr. Ston, it is confirmed that wizard Morton and his disciple novice wizard Abel is coming here to collect a wizard badge!" Wizard Blight said to the intermediate wizard Ston on the other side of the line in a respectful manner.
In the Rocky canyon, around 100 miles out, stood six magic towers on the tip of the canyon. Two of those magic tower had more than ten stories, which signified the power of this group of magic towers were much greater than the ones in Duchy of Carmel.
On the top floor of the tallest twelve storied wizard tower, intermediate wizard Ston was just looking over at the brilliant scenery of the rocky canyon. He demanded through his words, "Help me keep them there. That old bastard Morton just sacked one of our magic towers as well as slandered dark Wizard Black. We haven't even settled this, and he already went back to Duchy of Carmel like nothing had happened. I won't let it slide this time. It is what happens when you try to offend the dignity of the wizards from the Duchy of Keyen.
Wizard Ston cut off the call. The conversation he had was made was thought the teleportation circle in his magic tower. However, the conversation that followed would be a little more troublesome.
He turned around and took out a magic circle board from a cupboard. This magic circle board was made out of all kinds of skeletons. It doesn't look like a thing made by human wizards at all. In the middle of the magic circle board was a white intermediate magic gem.
Wizard Ston placed his hand on the magic circle board and ignited the magic circle. Spooky energy immediately spread Ed around his room. All kinds of negative emotions were rumbling around in the heart of Wizard Ston.
"The orcs' deity are such a hassle!" Said wizard Ston as he added a frozen armor on to his body.
The magic circle board slowly unleashed. All of those negative emotions around were quickly sucked into the magic circle, which was just unleashed. The magic circle began to glow in dark red, as a skeleton made up of negative emotions emerged from the magic circle.
"Click click, Wizard Ston, why are you contacting me?" The bones on the skeleton rubbed against each other vigorously, making a disturbing sound.
"The deity of Gosford, remember you asked me to help you capture Abel a few days ago? Well, There's some progress. He just showed up in Duchy of Keyen!" Said Wizard Ston to the skeleton.
"Click click, wonderful. Now just think of a way to lure him to me. I will capture him personally and turn him into one of my skeleton warriors! Said the deity of Gosford, with a voice full of hatred.
"However, there's a small hassle. He has company, an intermediate wizard!" Wizard Ston had no idea how an insignificant novice wizard could offend the orc's deity. However, seeing the hatred of the deity of Gosford, he was sure that an intermediate wizard could not scare him a single bit.
"Just say it, what do you want?" The deity of Gosford fully understood the intention of Wizard Ston. Long years of doing business with each other had made them very close.
"Besides the reward you said you'll give me last time, you also need to help me kill off that intermediate wizard!" Said Wizard Ston in a low voice.
"It's not hard for both of us to kill an intermediate wizard together. But as you know, it is very hard to stop an intermediate wizard if they are trying to escape." The deity of Gosford was a little shocked by the request. He thought Wizard Ston would just want more resources, but instead, he wanted to kill an intermediate wizard. If intermediate wizards were really that easy to kill, why would every Duchy need at least one intermediate wizard to protect them?
Intermediate wizards made their name through their powerful fighting ability as well as their frighteningly long lifespan. Although it was only an intermediate rank, intermediate wizards were comparable to the elite rank of other occupations.
"I can find two more beginner dark wizards from my side to join this mission." Said Wizard Ston, his voice sounding even lower.
"Click click, two intermediate, two beginners. We might have a chance to keep him. I will not hold back, so it depends on your luck if we can keep him or not." The deity of Gosford was very excited to kill an intermediate wizard. This could not only weaken the strength of the human race, but he could also capture Abel.
The deity of Gosford needed to capture Abel, but he had to capture him personally and not let other human wizards interfere. There was only one reason for this, the 'transformation necklace.' Originally, this treasure was made to help him travel between the orc's empire and the human world more easily. However, one day his favorite child of his first wife needed to come to the human world for trial, so he borrowed him the necklace. However, little did he know, it would be the last time he saw the necklace. Now, all the evidence was pointing towards that the necklace was in the hands of Abel. Not only that, but the orc's Kong Kong spirit portal bag was stolen by a worgen, and the deity of Gosford also suspected it was Abel who had done it.
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Chapter 172
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Chapter 172: Making Things Difficult
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There was no way the deity of Gosford would let any wizard interact with Abel alone because of the possibility that he might possess two super treasures. The few worgens he had sent previously had all failed and even the most powerful wolf rider captain of Flaurling had died in Bakong City.
If not for these past failures and the immense value of these two treasures, the intermediate deity of Gosford would never come to the human world. He would be risking getting captured by humans. The worgens wouldn't dare to take his treasures even if they had killed Abel, but human wizards were different. They would keep treasure every time they had a chance.
Abel was following Wizard Morton when a cool breeze blew upon his heart. It seemed like some kind of danger was going to dawn upon him. He was still very new to his raise of danger sensing ability. He could only try to look around, trying to find where the danger was located. However, he was in the Wizard Union's branch headquarters. Almost all wizards here were able to be a threat to his life, so his senses were basically useless here.
Wizard Morton slowed down his steps, he turned and asked Abel in a caring tone "Abel, are you not feeling well?"
"Teacher, I'm fine," Abel shook his head, trying to get the sensation out of his head.
Abel quickly followed up with the steps of Wizard Morton. When they walked around the center of the hall, his attention was drawn by a big wall rounded by wizards. The wall was filled with words, swimming up and down.
"That's the mission list, in the future, you can use your wizard badge to directly accept missions from the teleportation circle in the magic tower." Said Wizard Morton, lightly turning his head after seeing Abel's curiosity looking towards the group of people.
"Why are those wizards accepting their missions here. Isn't it more convenient to stay at their own magic tower?" Said Abel in a puzzled tone.
"Not all wizards like to be locked in one place. Many of them travel around the world to seek chances to increase their rank," Wizard Morton replied.
"Then how do they meditate?" Abel thought, without a magic tower or a place filled with mana such as the dark world which they could enter, those wizard meditate would not have a place to meditate.
"The parts of the wizarding world you have made contact with are still way too small. You have only seen the surface of it. This world is very big, bigger than you have ever imagined. There are many other ways for wizards to practice. Concentrating magic circles as well as hunting to get fresh new crystal cores are some of the common ways wizards go about their training. Especially getting a fresh crystal core, they can increase a Wizard's meditation speed by a lot. If crystal cores don't always solidify after 2 hours, all wizards will be much more powerful.
Although crystal core solidifying might be a problem for others, it was nothing to Abel. Since he had a Horadric cube, he could even pause the time of the explosion of an exploding big sword, so of course, he could preserve a crystal core.
His speed of progress was way to slow. When he was a knight, he was continuously spoiled by his lightning speed of progress. Now, as a wizard, he also felt like his training speed was very slow. Although to other people, he might seem like a genius with a scary speed of progress, Abel knew fully well in his heart that every night he had an extra ten days to practice. Therefore, it had actually taken him three years to progress from rank 1 to a rank 3 wizard.
If other wizards knew what Abel was thinking, they might have wanted to strangle him to death. How were three years anything to wizards? Many wizards with backgrounds would start using the 'constitution potion' ever since they were around ten years old and start doing training. If they could become a rank 2 novice wizard in 3 years, they would already be considered as a genius.
Let's take Carlos, for example. He had been training under wizard Morton ever since he was very young, and he had only reached the level of a rank 3 closed to rank 4 wizard around his 20s. He had been meditating for more than ten years, and Camille was not too different. Ever since the start, Wizard Morton had cultivated the two of them like they were his inheritance. If Abel did not appear, they would have been the last disciples of Wizard Morton.
"Abel, we are here. Don't worry, Wizard Blight won't give you a hard time," Wizard Morton comforted Abel with a smile. Seeing the distracted look on Abel's face, Wizard Morton still thought he was worried about the examination.
"Ok, teacher!" Said Abel trying to calm himself down.
In front of them was a huge door scattered with patterns. Wizard Morton moved to the side and said, "According to the rules, you have to try to open this door yourself until we can see the Wizard responsible for examination.
Abel nodded lightly and placed his hand on the door. The patterns on the doors began to glow, and he felt his mana being lost. Afterward, the door slowly opened.
"Nice, only a rank 3 wizard can on pen this door, now let's go!" Said wizard Morton, padding the back of Abel. He was not surprised at all.
There was only a desk within room number 3, behind the desk sat a Wizard in a white robe. After he saw Wizard Morton, he immediately stood up and welcome.
"Welcome, Wizard Morton!" Said Wizard Blight. This was not how Wizard Morton had expected at all. Wizard Blight was very polite. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, forming an X and did a wizard bow.
Wizard Morton replied with a Wizard bow as well and said: "Wizard Blight, please examine my disciple!"
By putting both arms in front of the chest and bow, was a type of friendly wizard bow. It showed that the Wizard come in peace, as he was putting his hand on a place that the other party could see.
"This is your disciple?" Wizard Blight looked up and down at Abel and said with a smile, "Actually, an examination won't even matter. I can already feel that your disciple had already completed fulfilling the rank 3 wizard pattern."
Abel immediately felt lifted when he heard these words. However, when he thought that the examination would be over in a moment, Wizard Morton was calming, staring at Wizard Blight, waiting for the words that followed.
After a while, Wizard Blight proceeded to say, "But according to the rule of the Wizard Union, I need to arrange a novice wizard to have a friendly battle with your disciple. From that, I will access your disciple's mastery in his spells."
"Go ahead!" Wizard Morton said, nodding his head. Although this rule did exist, it had often been skipped. Since Wizard Blight especially raised this request, it seems like things wouldn't go as smoothly as expected.
Wizard Blight then said with a smile, "Wizard Morton, you are so unlucky. All the novice wizards responsible for examination just so happen to not be here today. Can you come back again tomorrow?"
Wizard Morton darkly thought to himself. The trouble had arrived, as expected. An original examination had pushed down until tomorrow. However, Wizard Morton could not refuse, since Wizard Blight was still doing things according to the rules.
"Ok, we'll come back tomorrow morning. Are you sure there will be novice wizards for battle examination around that time?" Said Wizard Morton to Wizard Blight in a deep voice.
"Of course. You don't need to worry. Just come back again in working hours tomorrow morning, and I will arrange it for you!" Said Wizard Blight certainly.
Seeing there was not much he could do. Wizard Morton turning his head towards Abel and said: "Abel, let's go."
By that point, Abel had fully understood. Although this Wizard Blight seemed like a nice guy, he was truly trying to give both of them a hard time. Abel was angry in his heart, but he could also do nothing about it.
As they were leaving, Abel walked around the mission list again. A message suddenly attracted his gaze.
Mission number: 388
Mission requirement: soul catching grass
Mission duration: unlimited
Mission reward: 100: 1 credit point, unlimited.
However, the portal bag in which he had put his soul catching grass was in his Kong Kong spirit portal bag. He could not take it out here, so he could only try to remember the mission number and followed Wizard Morton out of the hall of the Wizard Union.
"Teacher, ain't we going back today?" Asked Abel after he saw Wizard Morton had left the Wizard Union branch to headquarter.
"We'll stay here for the day and come back tomorrow morning. This place was pretty nice, and you just had a taste of it." Said Wizard Morton with a smile.
It seemed like this entire city was revolving around the Wizard Union. Every shop was selling stuff related to wizards.
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Chapter 173: Wizard Johnson
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Abel followed Wizard Morton into a huge door with a hotel sign in front of it. The hotel here was different from the hotel in other cities. The moment they entered, they could feel that the voices of people talking were very soft. There was not a single person talking loudly, which reminded him of one of those luxurious hotels from his original world.
Wizard Morton led Abel to an empty table and took a seat. Afterward, a waiter quickly stepped up. He bowed and said, "your honor Mr. Wizard. How I help you today?"
Abel was shocked to discover that the waiter was actually a novice wizard. Although he was only rank 1, he was still a real novice wizard. Why was he working as a waiter?"
"I'll have 2 set meals and an empty glass!" Said wizard Morton to the waiter.
After the waiter had left, Abel could help but ask "teacher, that waiter just then is a rank 1 novice wizard. Why is he working as a waiter here?"
Abel knew in his heart, some of those low ranking wizards who sacrificed their comfort to wait outside of the magic tower also had a high status in Bakong City. Most wizards were nobles, and seeing them took what he thought was just some boring missions without hesitation, Abel could truly see the power of wizards.
"Because they still want hope!" Said Wizard Morton looking at the back of the waiter as he left. He then proceeded to say, "The Wizard Union had attracted a large number of official wizards to accept their missions here, so there are opportunities everywhere. Who knows, one day he might get lucky, and an official Wizard will pick him as a disciple. Things like this are very common here, so countless low ranking wizards had also been attracted here, trying to catch that tiny bit of hope.
At that moment, Abel changed his perspective towards that waiter. No one chasing their dreams should be made fun of!
"If they don't get a job, they can not sustain their expensive training. That's why you'll see low ranking wizards doing all kinds of jobs around here. They are all people continuously trying to get on the path of being a wizard." Wizard Morton exclaimed.
"Teacher, what are the wizards actually aiming for?" Asked Abel in a puzzled tone. Although he had studied spells, and already became a rank 3 novice wizard, he still thought the reasons to become a wizard was just to attack people with spells and increase lifespan. However, the Wizard Union commanded every wizard not to get involved in the battles of the world. So what were all those training for?
In the past, he knew exactly what he was aiming for with his training. That was becoming a wizard, use mana, unlock the Tome of Town Portal, go home!
However, reality had smashed this dream. The path to his home was closed, and the Tome of Town Portal opened up another gate to a ruined Dark World.
After undergoing go much disappointment, Abel still held a tiny bit of hope within him, but he was frustrated. He didn't know where he should go or what he should do, so he just kept being a novice wizard for now.
"Do you think the world you see is the real world?" Said Wizard Morton with a smirk.
"Real-world? Isn't this the real world?" Said Abel looking at Wizard Morton with a puzzled look.
"As I said, this world is very big, bigger than you can imagine. If you can break through and become an elite wizard, you can go even further and see even more things!" Said Wizard Morton with an optimistic expression.
"This world is very big?" Ever since Abel had entered the world of wizards, the most powerful wizard he saw was an intermediate wizard, his teacher Wizard Morton. He had never even heard of an elite wizard, let alone breakthrough to become one and aim for even higher success.
"Abel, you are the most gifted disciple I had ever seen. Out of all my disciples, you might be the only one who can walk to the end. Just remember, there are three stages of being a wizard: executed, understand, and mastery. This is what my teacher had told me, but I didn't live up to his hope. I can never break through the understanding state!" Said Wizard Morton with a slightly sentimental tone, seemed like he had remembered something from his past.
"Execute, understand, mastery," Abel mumbled to himself.
"Your honor Mr. Wizard, please enjoy your meal!" At that moment, the waiter said respectfully holding a platter up to the table.Read more chapter on our vipnovel.com
Wizard Morton nodded, and the waiter divided the set meals and placed them in front of Wizard Morton and Abel. Afterward, he placed a high leg crystal wine glass in front of Wizard Morton, bowed, and left.
Wizard Morton took out a bottle of red wine from the portal bag on his waist. He poured half of it on to the glass and carefully closed the lid again.
Abel recognized this was the bottle of red wine he had given his teacher as a gift. Since nowadays, he only exclusively drank the wine he combined himself, even the wine made from his own Cotter Wine House might be too cheap for his liking.
However, seeing how careful his teacher was to the wine, he couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed. Although his teacher never asked for another bottle of wine, he knew his teacher love wine a lot, but he had never given him another bottle ever since.
Abel put his hand in his portal bag. Since an everyday item such as wine could be put into his public portal bag, it was very convenient for him to take it out. When he put his hand in, he realized there were two extra bottles of red wine. These unique, out of the world red wines were combined with multiple ultra-luxurious red wines from the Cotter wine house through his Horadric cube.
Before Abel could even speak as he placed the two bottles of wine on the table, a voice suddenly came from somewhere, "Morton, Long time no see!"
Abel was shocked a little. Since he had become an elite knight, his powerful sense was like an instinct already. How could anyone get so closed without him even realizing it?
"Johnson, what are you doing here?" Wizard Morton stood up and hugged an old man with a grey robe.
When Abel saw the two hugged each other, he knew his teacher, and Wizard Johnson must be very close friends. Although a hug could also be seen as an expression of close friendship to normal people, to a wizard, a hug could signify both parties were exposing their most vulnerable side to each other. When two wizards hug, they were getting rid of every single defense from their body to have an intimate connection.
Wizard Johnson sat by the side of Wizard Morton, and brush on his portal bag. A wine glass appeared in his hand.
"Give me some, I'm dying of thirst," said Wizard Johnson, tipping is wine glass towards Wizard Morton.
Wizard Morton first put the two bottles of red wine on the table into his portal bag. He then took out the bottle of half-empty red wine from his portal bag, after he poured half a cup, he closed the lid again.
"Old bastard, you are so stingy." Said Wizard Johnson, holding up the wine glass in his hand.
Seeing his teacher Wizard Morton being called an 'old bastard' by the even older looking wizard Johnson, he couldn't help but giggle.
Wizard Morton did not care about what Wizard Johnson had said. He only stared at Wizard Johnson in pity as Wizard Johnson drank up all of his wine in one sip.
"What wine is this?" Wizard Johnson's eyes began to sparkle as he immediately reached his hand towards the bottle. However, all he got was just a bunch of air. The bottle was already in the hand of Wizard Morton.
"Seeing how fast you had drunk your wine, any good wine will be spoiled by you." Said Wizard Morton looking at Wizard Johnson in disdain.
Although that's what Wizard Morton had said, he still poured about half a cup of wine for Wizard Johnson.
Wizard Johnson took a small sip of the red wine and enjoyed himself for a moment. Afterward, he gazed over at Abel and asked: "Is this your disciple?"
"Yes, he's my new disciple. I'll just be taking him here to get his wizard badge," Said Wizard Morton with a thankful look on his face.
"Oh, he must be the one who gave you this red wine, isn't it?" Wizard Johnson asked.
"Yeah!" The moment he said this, he realized something was wrong. He immediately followed, "Why do you want to know?"
"No wonder you had accepted him as your disciple. If I can have such good wine, I will accept him as my disciple as well," Said Wizard Johnson seriously while nodding his head.
"What are you doing here?" Asked Wizard Morton.
"Recently there were a lot more worgens appearing around the Duchy of Carmel. Ever since you gave me the dead body of the captain wolf rider of Flaurling, the report had stated that the worgens are doubling down on their force around here. So I've been sent here to investigate." Said Wizard Johnson, sounding even more serious.
Abel felt a cool breeze blew upon his heart. He had done too many bad things to the worgens and took too many benefits from them. Could this operation by the worgens be targeted towards him?
However, he didn't have the guts to tell his teacher about this. Some of the benefits he gained include the transformation necklace, Kong Kong spirit portal bag, large amount of potions, as well as the treasures from the wolf rider captain of Flaurling. He got the transformation necklace when during his killing of the prince. Although the royals might not know about this, it was still better to keep this as a secret to minimize his tension with the royals. While in regards to the Kong Kong spirit portal bag, it was his largest storage space, it was where most of his assets were stored.
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Chapter 174
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Chapter 174: Rune Pen
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After the meal, Wizard Morton called the waiter and requested two rooms. He then turned towards Abel and said, "I have something to talk to Wizard Johnson about. You can go back to your room and have a rest, or go for a walk outside. Just make sure you don't leave the city. It is very safe here."
"Yes, Teacher!" Abel saw that since the two haven't seen each other for a long time. He didn't want to disturb them anymore. He stood up, bowed, and left.
Under the guidance of the waiter, Abel arrived in his room. It was a typical room. However, there was something different about this typical room. There was a magic circle in the corner of this room. In the center of that magic circle was a cushion, and on the left side of the magic circle was a small gap. It seemed like it was for a magic gem.
Since Abel didn't know what that magic circle was for, so he did not try it out. Instead, he took out the barrier circle from his portal bag and ignited it. He then took out a bag full of soul catching grass. However, he was not ready to enter the Rogue encampment in a place like this. Although he was protected by the barrier circle, he was still in the territory of the Wizard Union. Who knew if there were any mechanism sensitive to dimensions.
Abel canceled the barrier circle. Since he did not want to waste any of his precious time, he took out his carving knife and started making more rune signs without any other thing to do. All of the crystal cores in his portal bag were already reshaped into a rectangle shape with the 'crystal core reshaper' his teacher had given him, and most of these crystal cores were came from Wizard Black.
When Wizard Morton had given Abel the 'crystal core reshaper,' Abel never thought that these things could be purchased with credit. Good thing the rune ink for his magic weapons don't need to be specifically made by a potion maker. Else he wouldn't be the Abel he was.
When Abel was just getting his carving knife ready, a question popped into his head. According to what his teacher Wizard Morton had said, the runes were slightly different among different schools of Wizardry. Does that mean the runes drawn by wizards were not all totally perfect?
Suddenly, Abel thought of the dark gold-colored rune pen, the 'Akara rune pen.' When he was making those exploding big swords, this rune pen had the ability to forcefully correct runes. As long as the mistakes were small, the 'Akara rune pen' would send out a reminder, as well as forcing the user in the right direction.
It seemed like he could use the 'Akara rune pen' to sketch out a perfect rune first, before etching it down on a crystal core.
Abel found a bottle of ink in the room and dipped the 'Akara rune pen' in ink. He was ready to write a rune on the surface of a fire crystal core.
He decided to first test it out with the Ral rune. As the number 8 rune, Abel had drawn it many times in the past. It's ability included, increase fire damage by 5-30 points, and increase fire defense for 30%.
However, one of the finished products Abel had in his portal bag could only have 3-15 points of fire damage, which meant there was something deeply wrong about the rune.
Abel held the 'Akara rune pen' on his right hand, and secured the crystal on the table with his left hand. Just like that, he began drawing the rune.
Just as expected, the 'Akara rune pen' kept correcting him as he was drawing the rune. Although they were all small mistakes, they could still have a great effect on the rune's performance when they added up. Abel thought his teacher Wizard Morton was already expertise in rune sign making, and the runes from his school of Wizardry were generally more powerful than others. So most of the runes signs out there must not be powerful at all.
This drawing session had deepened Abel's understanding of the Ral rune by a lot. Although he could not remember all the mistakes he made, he was certain he could make a perfect rune sign one day if he continued to practice.
However, when Abel saw the ink drawn perfect rune on the surface of the crystal core, he immediately face-palmed himself. How stupid was he? Wasn't this a model for a perfect rune sign? He only needed to etch out the ink drawn rune with his carving knife. Then he wouldn't make a mistake.
This etching session was perfect. Abel smoothly followed the lines of the ink drawn rune, and perfectly etched out the rune while injecting the mana within it.
After a white light flashed upon the rune sign, the rune on the rune sign had entirely disappeared. The rune sign had turned in to an empty crystal core sign. The only difference was that it had turned pure white from the original red color.
Abel couldn't even believe himself as he held the rune sign in his hand. This rune sign looked nothing like his old ones. Could it actually work?
Just in case, he let the Horadric cube to examine it. Abel threw the rune sign in his Horadric cube and focused his power of the will on the rune sign.
Lar rune sign
+4-25 points fire damage
Increase fire defense 30%
From this, he could see that this rune sign was much better than the ones he made before. Akara used to use this 'Akara rune pen' to write his scrolls on normal lambskin parchment in the Rogue encampment, but it could still generate magical effects. That level of skill was much greater than etching a rune on a crystal core with energy.
Abel put away that much more powerful rune sign he just made and picked up his 'Akara rune pen again.' He was ready to make the second Ral rune sign.
The life of a wizard was boring as hell. Abel did not stop etching until his dinner was delivered by the waiter. He had made 6 Ral rune signs in total. On top of the 20 runes signs he made before, he now had 26 fire attack Ral rune signs on him. In regards to the ice attack Shael rune sign, he had 15. He had 10 of the poison Ral rune sign. He had 3 of the electric attack Ort rune sign. As for the attack rune signs he got from the dark Wizard Black, none of them really caught his eye, so he just gave it to Carlos to help him sell them off.
In order to make a defense rune sign, an attribute-less crystal core was required. Abel did not have any attribute-less crystal core, so he only had five defense rune signs on him. He got 3 of them from the dark Wizard Black. It included two no.1 Ral rune signs and one no.2 Shael rune signs. He also gained 2 of them from the worgen prince, which were both no.12 Thur rune signs.
Actually, Abel's favorite was the no.1 Ral rune sign. Although it was the smallest number of the Ral rune family, it's ability was quite strong. +50 hit rate, +1 light rate, +15 defence.
However, the second no.1 Ral rune signs he had were not as powerful as the true no.1 Ral rune sign. Still, it could increase defense in general– Not only in physical defense but also in magic defense as well.
Abel had made a lot of magic weapons using the rune on the no.12 Thur rune sign. The no12 Thur rune's ability was a little bit direct. +9 minimum damage, absorb physical impact 7.
Actually, the Thur rune signs that were already ready-made were not as strong.
Although he didn't know what had motivated his passion for rune signs all of a sudden this morning, he still wanted to start making more of them just in case. He shoved all of the rune signs he had made into his portal bag. If something had happened, he would be able to use it. Afterward, he checked up on his ice magic sword and the magic shield. Then he put them back in his portal bag again.
"Knock knock!" A knock came from the door, so Abel immediately stepped up to open the door.
"Teacher!" That's right. It was Wizard Morton.
"Abel, I'm here to see you." Wizard Morton followed Abel into the doom and gazed at the magic circle by the corner. He then asked, "Abel, didn't you use this magic circle?"
"Teacher, I still haven't tested out the ability of this magic circle." Said Abel touching his head in slight embarrassment.
Wizard Morton then turned his head to the table, seeing some small scraps left over by the etching. He gently nodded his head and said, "you had made good use of your time practicing making rune signs. That's very good, that's the spirit of a wizard. Keep it up, and you can go even further on your journey as a wizard."
"Yes, teacher!" Abel nodded his head and said seriously.
"This is a mana gathering circle. It was designed for wizards. If the hotel didn't have this magic array, no wizards would want to live here."
As Wizard Morton was speaking, he, too, out an intermediate magic gem and place it on the gap next to the circle. He then proceeded to say to Abel, "I'll get going now. You only need to ignite this magic circle, and you can meditate just like when you were in the magic tower."
Actually, the whole reason why Wizard Morton had come to Abel's room was to teach him how to use this mana gathering circle. Abel fully understood his teacher's intentions as a sense of gratitude raised from his heart.
After Wizard Morton had left, Abel ignited the mana gathering circle with his power of the will. Waves of mana rushed from the circle. Although the mana concentration was only 70% as dense as the most mana concentrated area of the magic tower, he was still in shock that he could meditate outside of the magic tower.
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Chapter 175
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Chapter 175: Battle Examination
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Abel had not rested in a big warm bed like this in a long time. When he woke up the next morning, the soft mattress and the swan feather sheets kept him so comfy in bed that he never wanted to get out. Hazy sunlight reached from the pale curtains, filling up the room in a misty atmosphere.
Had he woken up late? Abel had gotten clear-headed all of a sudden. He had not rested this well in a long time, so well that he had woken up late. He couldn't let the teacher wait too long.
He quickly got out of bed, took a shower, and rushed out of the room. When he arrived at the lobby of the hotel, he realized his teacher Wizard Morton was already eating his breakfast.
"Teacher, sorry, I woke up late!" Said Abel gently, quickly stepping up to Wizard Morton.
"Take a seat, Abel. I have already ordered breakfast for you!" Said Wizard Morton pointing towards a chair by his side.
After Abel sat down, Wizard Morton said with a smile, "It's good that you can sleep, I haven't had any deep sleep in a long time. If a wizard has a powerful power of the will, they will need less sleep."
Seeing that his teacher did not criticize him, Abel let out a breath of relief. At that moment, the waiter had walked up with his breakfast.
The breakfast was elementary, only a bowl of porridge and a cup of juice. Abel looked towards the breakfast which his teacher Wizard Morton was having. It was a piece of soft bread and a glass of red wine. Wizard Morton slowly tore chunks out of the soft bread and dipped it in the red wine to enjoy.
"I'm old. My appetite had gone bad. Only the red wine you gave me can give me enjoyment. Lately, I realized this red wine is very beneficial to how my body functions. It seems like it is bringing my energy back." Wizard Morton exclaimed.
Wizards cared about how their body functions a lot. This was because the mana would continuously eat up their body, and they needed to keep taking potions to help them recover. Therefore, every wizard has a deep understanding of their own body, even more than official knights. This must be what the saying of 'chronic illness is the best doctor' meant.
"Teacher, if this red wine is good for your body, I'll prepare some more for you after we go back." Abel always thought those combined red wines were only appearing to the tongue. However, now it seemed that the things combined through the Horadric cube were not as simple. They could increase bodily functions as well.
"What I actually meant was don't let the public know about this red wine. Red wine with such power can drive the entire Duchy of Carmel into chaos!" Said Wizard Morton gently as he dip more bread into the wine.
Although Abel knew what Wizard Morton had said might not be totally serious, he was still reminding him. He had underestimated the ability of these red wines.
"Yes, teacher. I've only given two bottles of this red wine to my grandparents. Other than that, only you have them." Said Abel after he thought for a while.
Early in the morning, the hall of the Wizard Union was already filled with a large number of wizards. Although wizards normally don't talk loudly, the place was still crowded with voices coming from all directions.
"Wizard Morton, I have already organized the examination for you." The wizard Blight today was not as friendly as the one yesterday. He looked like he was just doing his job.
"Ok, Wizard Blight, let's get started!" Said Wizard Morton. He saw that Wizard Blight was sick of pretending, so he spoke directly as well.
Wizard Blight then turned to Abel and said: "Novice Wizard Abel, I will now officially examine your ability in regards to your application of the wizard badge, on behalf of the Wizard Union."
"I accept my ability examination, Mr" Abel replied.
"You wait here for a while!" Said Wizard Blight pointing towards a room next to the battle stadium.
Wizard Blight ignited the communication circle and spoke at it. "Let Jason come here!"
After a while, Abel saw a 2.2-meter tall man walking towards him. It was extremely rare to see a wizard of this built. The strong man stopped in front of Wizard Blight and bowed, "Jason is happy to see Mr!"
Wizard Blight then said, pointing at Abel, "Your mission today is to battle with him, I need to test his fighting ability!"
Now both Wizard Morton and Abel had already realized that Jason was a rank one novice wizard. Still, rank one at such an old age made it seem like he would remain this way till the day he dies.
Looking at Jason's built, it seemed like he was one of those 'late power of the will possessor.' Only these kinds of people would maintain such a built after becoming a wizard since they had only discovered that their power of the will had reached the standard of a Wizard after they became an adult. Although normally people like these won't get accepted by a wizard, there were outliers. Jason was one of them.
Although Abel had already reached the height of 1.9 meters, he still looked like a kid as he stood next to Jason. A deep smile emerged from Jason's face as he said, "little guy, it's nice to be a wizard, isn't it? I bet you'll have a nightmare every time you think about what happened today."
Wizard Morton frowned. This Jason guy should not even be considered as a wizard. He was only a thug with a rank 1 novice wizard ability. Wizard Blight wanted to use Jason's huge body to directly oppress Abel, so he could fail Abel for unleashing the rank 3 wizard spells for too long. Up to this point, a cold smirk emerged from Wizard Morton's face. He knew his disciples very well. Although the mana did impact Abel's body, he was still a knight. A strong man like this shouldn't be a threat to Abel.
Wizard Blight looked the two of them at the stadium and said, "No rules. Whoever knocks down the other first will be the winner. Don't worry, and I'll be here to protect you. You guys won't get hurt. Now, let the examination begin."
As soon as the words of Wizard Blight landed, Jason was already rushing towards Abel at full speed. His steps were very quick, seemed like he had undergone some specific training.
Abel did not move on the spot. He merely flicked his fingers in mid-air, mumbled some spells, and a pattern quickly emerged in mid-air.
The speed at which Abel was able to unleash the spell was a little beyond Jason's expectations. In a flick of a hand, Jason sent a string of red flame towards Abel.
"Rune sign?" Abel immediately stopped the pattern he was drawing to dodged the red flame attack like a flash of lightning. He cursed to himself in anger.
Abel didn't want to show his true ability. He was in the Wizard Union, and if he had shown his true ability, he would attract way too much attention. Therefore, he had tried to slow down the speed in which he unleashed his spells, so he seemed more like a normal rank 3 wizard.
However, Jason's use of a rune sign was beyond his expectation. Although rune signs were a method of attack, it wouldn't show a person's true ability. On top of the high value of rune signs, they would never be used in a normal examination battle.
"Wizard Blight, how can you use a rune sign during a rank 3 wizard examination?" Wizard Morton asked angrily.
"That rune sign was made by Jason himself, so it was still part of his ability."Wizard Blight explained.
"I will report what happened today to the Wizard Union," Wizard Morton said with a deep voice.
"Whatever!" Wizard Blight said like he didn't care at all. This was because he thought to himself darkly in his heart, do you think you could make it back alive?
As the two were talking, Jason had already thrown out ten rune signs. It was all fire attack rune signs, which meant that during this short period of time, Jason had thrown out 200,000 gold coins. By this point, Abel already sensed something was very wrong. This was only an examination.
If it was a life and death battle throwing out that much rune signs could be understandable. However, under these circumstances, it was clear that someone was intentionally trying to give him a hard time. Normally a wizard who had just reached rank 3 might not even be able to withstand 5 rune signs, let alone 10.
Luckily since Abel had become an elite knight, his speed was doubled. Although Jason had undergone some specific training, his speed was still far behind an official Knight. These rune signs had been thrown out by Jason like dark weapons. It had nothing to do with his rank 1 novice wizard ability at all. Even Abel still did not show his true ability, and he could still successfully dodge all of these attacks.
"How.. how could you dodge all of my attacks" Jason was stunned as he shouted. He had already used up all of his rune signs, and Abel had dodged all of them.
Abel couldn't care less if Jason was stunned. However, he was sick of trying to use spells, so he directly kicked Jason right in the stomach.
As Abel was not using his combat qi, he could unleash around 4500 pounds of force. Since he had learned close body kickboxing, he drew the force from his foot on the ground and delivered it from his shining waist to the leg in which he had strikeout horizontally. Just like that, 4500 pounds of force had almost entirely landed on the waist of Jason.