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Chapter 172: Making Things Difficult
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
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.