After eating and taking a nice bath, Maureen lay down on the bed and fell into a sound sleep.
During this period of time, Morin has been concentrating and thinking about promotion. Now, he has finally succeeded in being promoted and became a third-class apprentice.
With his body and mind suddenly relaxed, Morin slept very soundly.
When I opened my eyes, the light was thick and dim, with a faint glow shining from the sky.
Morin patted his forehead gently, then washed himself briefly, and finally became energetic again.
"Chip, how long have I slept?" Morin snapped his fingers.
"Ding! Main body sleep time, a total of 21 hours!"
The sound of the chip came over.
"So long?" Morin was stunned.
Then he laughed softly and said, "No wonder, it's already night time."
"I am like this, my days and nights are reversed."
Maureen shook her head and smiled.
Then, as if he had thought of something, the smile on his face slowly faded.
Mo Lin stretched out his hand and stroked his forehead, with an inexplicable look of sadness and joy.
As expected, when he condensed the talisman formation and was promoted to a third-class apprentice, those silver threads were also integrated into his talisman formation, making it difficult to distinguish between them.
The situation is almost the same as the previous two talisman arrays.
"Really..." Mo Lin's mind was unclear. He vaguely felt that there was an indescribable connection between the three talisman arrays. It was not just a simple echo, but more like some kind of fit.
Maureen let out a breath.
He looked at the palm of his hand and suddenly thought of that mysterious secret place.
"After a few days, when I have gotten through the adaptation period and my strength has stabilized, I will go and see what is in that secret realm," Morin said softly, his expression firm.
At this moment, he seemed to sense something and his eyes suddenly fixed.
Morin whispered a few simple witchcraft spells, and then a witchcraft mark appeared from his wrist and then floated in the air.
The witchcraft mark changed slightly and turned into a transparent shadow with only the upper body shrouded in a layer of dark energy particles.
The shadowy figure was Adrian.
"tutor."
Maureen bowed slightly.
"Molin, long time no see." Adrian chuckled, his voice came through clearly, and said, "How is it, have you completed the task I gave you?"
"It's already been completed. I helped Marquis Umas quell the rebellion in his fiefdom. Now, there are no opponents in his fiefdom. Um, mentor, the specific details of the mission are as follows..."
Morin kept talking, briefly explaining the general situation of the mission.
Of course, he omitted the story of Patton and the Sodala man-eating tree.
"Is that so? Then I understand the situation now." Adrian nodded and said, "Although Umas and I have only known each other for a long time, thank you very much, Morin, for helping me accomplish this."
Maureen smiled and looked very friendly.
"Teacher, I would like to ask, how can I become a formal wizard?" Suddenly, Morin thought for a moment and asked.
"Promoted to a formal wizard?"
Adrian was stunned for a moment, then he looked at Morin with an expression of doubt that he could not hide, and said, "Molin, you ask this, have you become a third-class apprentice?"
"Not yet, but I feel that I am not far from breaking through to become a third-class apprentice, so I couldn't help but ask my mentor."
Maureen said calmly, his expression looking very sincere.
Anyway, this is just a phantom projected by Adrian through the witchcraft mark, and his true situation cannot be detected, so Morin is not worried about anything.
He has become a third-class apprentice. The next step he should consider is to be promoted to a formal wizard. At this time, Morin naturally would not miss the opportunity to ask Adrian.
"Not far from breaking through to become a third-class apprentice? Morin, you..." Adrian was stunned when he heard Morin's words. Then, he shook his head and laughed. He naturally understood that Morin was overly proud and confident.
After all, Maureen was only about sixteen years old, and in Adrian's eyes, he was just a teenager.
"Since you want to know, then, Maureen, I'll tell you. It's not a secret anyway."
Adrian smiled. He looked at Morin and slowly raised a finger. He said, "Molin, if you want to become a formal wizard, first, you must condense three mental arrays. Then, you must improve your physical fitness and mental strength until they meet the requirements."
"In addition, you will also need Finnish potion to unify the three rune arrays you have condensed into one as the foundation of your wizard."
"This is important."
Adrian said slowly, "In addition, after becoming a third-level apprentice, the apprentice-level basic meditation method can no longer be used, so you must have a formal wizard-level meditation method, otherwise you will not be able to practice in the future."
"Finally, Morin, you know that every official wizard has his or her own innate magic. This is one of the reasons why they are so powerful, because the innate magic is solidified in their sea of consciousness and is always running. Defensive magic cannot break it at all, and offensive magic can launch a self-defense attack in an instant."
Adrien's voice echoed through the room.
Maureen stood there without moving or saying a word.
His mouth felt dry.
Physical fitness and mental strength meet the promotion requirements, Finnish potion, formal wizard-level meditation method, wizard-level witchcraft model.
If you want to become a formal wizard, you must have the above four things.
"Teacher, I would like to ask, can I buy Finnish potions, formal wizard-level meditation methods, and wizard-level witchcraft models from you?"
Morin thought about it and asked.
"Molin, I have a witchcraft model here." Adrian looked at Morin and said, "But the price is not something you can afford."
"So, mentor, how many magic stones do you need?" Morin had a bad feeling in his heart.
"The worst witchcraft model costs five thousand magic stones."
Adrian's voice came over, saying, "This is because you are my apprentice, so I give you a preferential price. Otherwise, the price would be much higher."
Morin stood still, with no expression on his face, but in his heart, he felt relieved.
Fortunately, he could barely afford this price.
You know, he is a pharmacist. After going through all kinds of things, he has about 6,000 magic stones. 5,000 magic stones can still be gathered together.
However, Adrian couldn't know this.
"So what about the formal wizard-level meditation method and Finnish potion?" Maureen couldn't help but continue asking.
"These two things are only found in the Dark Forest." Adrian smiled softly and said, "But Morin, these things do not necessarily require magic stones. You know, many things depend on your own choices."
There was a meaningful tone to Adrian's words.
Maureen remained silent.
However, he felt a tremendous pressure.
I originally thought that everything would be much easier after being promoted to a third-class apprentice, but I didn't expect that it would be followed by even greater difficulties and obstacles.
"Molin, if you want to learn the meditation method, it's best to return to the Dark Forest." Adrian looked at Morin and said, "The Dark Forest has the most comprehensive resources. It is a good choice for apprentices."
"I know, Master."
Morin nodded, his face calm, and his true reaction could not be seen.
"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Maureen suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with Adrian's expression.
"nothing."
Adrian shook his head. He stretched out his hand and gently adjusted his glasses. He said, "It's just that I suddenly thought of the Dark Forest. Recently..."
"What's going on in the Dark Forest?" Morin asked.
Adrian looked at Maureen, thought about it, and laughed without explaining anything further.
Maureen was stunned for a moment.
After speaking a few more words to Adrian, Maureen ended her communication with him.
The dark energy particles in the air dissipated, and the witchcraft mark flashed and fell on Morin's wrist again.
Morin watched the witchcraft mark slowly disappearing into his skin and let out a breath. He looked out the window and saw it was dark and gloomy.
The deep night sky surged up.
Time passed like turning the pages of a book, and soon, it was a few days later.
The warm sunshine falls on the ground, giving people a warm feeling.
Tick-tick-tick.
Old Hank, neatly dressed, meticulously groomed, and wearing shiny leather shoes, walked into the study.
He knocked on the door gently, then bowed slightly and said, "Master."
"Hank, what's up?"
Morin raised his head, a faint blue light appeared in his eyes, and lines of data and graphs flowed rapidly in his eyes, making him look a little weird.
In Morin's hand was an alchemy book that he had exchanged from old Fary. In the past few days, Morin was resting and familiarizing himself with his own strength, so he read the book in his spare time and analyzed it with a chip.
He has seen almost everything in the past few days.
"Master, this is the case. Your friend Mr. Blake and a strange lady came to visit you. I asked someone to entertain them. Now, they are waiting in the living room." Old Hank said in a deep voice.
Blake?
"I see." Mo Lin thought for a moment, stood up, and said, "Let's go over there."
In the reception room, Maureen met Blake. There was a strange woman sitting next to him, who must be the one who came with him to visit.
"Ah, Mo Lin, I haven't seen you for just a few days, why do you feel different to me? You..."
Blake was just about to say something jokingly as before, but he suddenly realized that something was wrong with Maureen and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Third-class apprentice! Third-class apprentice, Mo Lin, you..."
After sensing it for a while, Blake was shocked.
Then he sighed, a faint smile reappeared on his face, and said: "Congratulations, Mo Lin, congratulations on becoming a third-level apprentice."
"It's just luck."
Maureen smiled and explained briefly.
At this time, Maureen looked at the woman next to Blake and said, "This is..."
"Hello, Mr. Morin." The woman looked to be about twenty years old, very beautiful, dressed elegantly and gracefully, and every move she made seemed very dignified. She had a light temperament and should be from an ancient aristocratic family.
She nodded slightly as a courtesy and said, "I am Bina, from the Blue Ring."
Blue Ring?
"So wizard Bina is from the Blue Ring. How disrespectful." The expression on Morin's face changed slightly, fully showing the surprise and respect of a wandering wizard for a huge wizard organization like the Blue Ring.
Of course, this is just an appearance. After all, the Dark Forest is not weaker than the Blue Ring, and it seems to be even stronger.
"Molin, Wizard Bina is here to ask you something."
Blake said when he saw the opportunity. He looked at Bina with a very passionate gaze, but also with a feeling of inferiority and panic.
Mo Lin was startled, turned his head, looked at Bina, and said nothing.
"Yes, Morin, I want to ask you, um, has there ever been a wizard named Patton in your fiefdom?" Bina explained, with anxiety that could not be concealed in her words, "He is my brother, and he was fine before, but I don't know what happened. He hasn't contacted me for a long time. I wanted to communicate with him using the witchcraft mark, but I couldn't do it. This is wrong."
"I wonder if something happened to him."
Bina looked at Morin with a hint of desire and anxiety in her eyes, and said, "Molin, if you know anything about my brother, Patton, please tell me, okay?"
From the Blue Ring? Patton's sister?
Bina.
In an instant, Maureen understood everything.
I didn't expect to actually meet you. It really is fate.
Morin thought so in his heart, but on the surface, he did not show the slightest abnormality.
He frowned, looking puzzled, with a vivid and rich expression on his face, just right, and said: "Paton? I'm sorry, Wizard Bina, I haven't heard of this name."