abnabooks Chapter 11: A New Stage, Tier 2 Talent
Chapter 11: A New Stage, Tier 2 Talent
Several days later.
In the classroom, Ian met Rune.
Compared to the previous few days, he was now looking down, as if he had suffered a blow.
Victor walked into the classroom with a dark expression.
Most of the dead were his students, which will severely lower his evaluation score this time.
"It's currently confirmed that it was the wandering wizards who did it, eyeing the magic stones in their possession, but they haven't caught them yet."
Victor's eyes were serious.
"That's it?" Rune looked up, somewhat incredulous.
"Otherwise what? Do you think the academy would go to such lengths to avenge them? What value do they have that would make the academy go to such lengths?"
Victor gave him a disgruntled look.
The academy certainly has a way, but the cost is far greater than what a dozen apprentices can pay.
Moreover, the academy seems to be getting into friction with other forces on the fringes of power recently, so it has no time to pay attention to anything else.
Rune lowered his head again and said nothing more.
The atmosphere in this class was rather somber.
"In the extraordinary world, people are even less valuable."
Ian remarked with emotion, occasionally jotting down notes.
Enjoying the gossip is fine, but studies shouldn't be neglected.
......
In the blink of an eye.
A month later.
Name: Ian Green
Age: 12
[Strength: First-class Wizard Apprentice (3/100), Knight (20/100)]
[Talent: 114 (Fourth-Rank Star)]
[Skills: Basic Meditation (Mastery 200/300), Lionheart Knight Technique (Knight Edition - Expert 10/400), Light Spell (Master Level), Breeze Spell (Master Level), Dust Spell (Master Level)...]
Inside the classroom, Ian listened to Victor's words while looking at the control panel.
The panel has changed dramatically compared to a month ago.
Among them, the talent points increased by eight points, which is about one point every four days.
At this point, he could meditate six times, and the quality of his meditation was much higher than before.
The meditation method is more than halfway complete.
The Knights' progress is ridiculously fast.
Thinking of this, Ian lowered his head slightly, as if he could see the power contained in his arm.
The progress in meditation was only so-so, increasing by only two percent in a month.
"It takes several years to go from first-class to second-class apprentice, unless you use some rare materials, which are very difficult to obtain. However, in the next six months, as long as you are good enough, you can obtain them."
Victor was still speaking up there, his gaze fixed on the ten people in front of him.
"Runn, Ian, Logan, Emily, William, Coro, Zhalan, Harman, Alfie, congratulations on becoming members of the Horton School of Wizardry and entering a new stage of learning."
Looking at them, Victor couldn't help but sigh. If it weren't for that accident before, the number could have been much higher.
As for the others, they naturally became slaves to the school of thought.
"I don't want to, I don't want to."
"Lord Victor, please give me another chance."
Not far away, an apprentice who could not accept the status quo struggled as he was dragged away.
Sherry, Luke...
As Ian watched as many familiar faces from the mutual aid society were pulled away one by one, a hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes.
What will their fate be?
Ian didn't know, but he knew it definitely wouldn't end well.
He just didn't expect that Sherry, a girl who was making relatively fast progress in the mutual aid group, would also fail.
He collapsed during the process of condensing spiritual energy runes.
"If I didn't have the panel, I might be among them."
Ian remarked with a sigh.
He has a clear understanding of himself, and he works hard enough, but that's all.
Without a panel, he wouldn't be much better than these people.
......
With these people gone, the classroom became empty.
Everyone looked at Victor, curious about what would happen next.
Victor looked at them and said calmly, "For the next six months, your studies will be divided into three courses."
These include meditation, practical witchcraft, and the basics of pharmacology.
Meditation is clearly a test of mental strength, which is reasonable. Learning witchcraft is to enable wizards to acquire a certain level of combat power.
Just basic pharmaceutics?
"Faculty member, our college should also have an alchemy department, right? Why don't we have a foundation in alchemy course?"
Ian cast a curious glance his way.
Victor explained, "It's simple, because our school only has a complete foundation in pharmacology."
"So, will we be assigned to different departments based on how well we learn?" someone asked.
Victor nodded.
"Yes, after the assessment is over, you can choose from the three departments. Then the departments will select candidates based on their scores, and only a few people will be able to enter the core of each department." Victor nodded.
The schools of thought are not large, but they are still divided into different levels.
Just like the logistics department, the most core part is definitely the potion department, followed by the plant department, alchemy department, and so on.
Yes, the Alchemy Department is even behind the Plant Department.
The combat units are also divided into guard teams, patrol teams, and garrison teams.
Needless to say, the Secret Source Department recruits very few people each year.
The difference between the most and the least resources can be several times, not to mention various permissions and so on.
In short, although they are all in the same college, the difference in treatment is like heaven and earth.
Upon hearing this, Ian's gaze gradually turned serious.
He needs a safe and resource-rich environment, and the logistics department is clearly the most suitable.
Only the Potions Department has a complete lineage, so naturally, one should strive to enter the Potions Department.
……
In the blink of an eye.
A week later.
Ian and the members of the mutual aid society arrived at the new classroom.
The new classrooms are several times larger than the old ones.
At the center is a lectern, which is semi-circular and spreads outwards.
It's like a stage for a play.
"Wow, there are so many people!"
Emily, standing next to Ian, sighed. She was wearing a wizard's robe today, but even the robe couldn't completely cover her long legs, revealing a small section of her fair skin.
"The school of thought isn't large, but it still controls several mortal kingdoms, you know."
Logan came out.
"The wizarding world is still too vast."
Ian sighed.
As far as he knew, the Emerald Forest, where the school was located, spanned thousands of kilometers and was comparable to the Amazon rainforest in his previous life.
But this is just an insignificant little forest in the wizarding world, and it is occupied by only a few small forces.
"Don't be so sentimental, boss. I've saved you some good spots."
A few meters away, Koro found an empty spot and beckoned the group over.
The seats were fairly close to the front, so everyone hurried over and sat down.
Soon, people began to arrive, many of them in small groups.
But three people stood out and immediately caught Ian's attention.
One of them was a girl with blue eyes and blue hair.
One was a burly young man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, as solid as a wall.
And the last one was a thin boy.
What makes it special is that the three of them were completely surrounded by empty space, with no one approaching them.
Ian vaguely heard the people talking about the group.
"Second-class talent!"