This wizard only wants to take students.

Chapter 185 Specialty Class

Carly glanced at Count Sanasis, who was no longer shaking the grapes under him, and raised her chin slightly.

"Tsk, that little gourd of yours...it's not even good enough to be used as a flowerpot for me." Count Sanasis muttered softly, with a stiff disdain in his tone.

Carly was about to say something, but was stopped by Lucian. He looked at Count Thanasis, who was venting his emotions on the grape under him, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

"Sanasis, how much do you know about wizard sacrifice?" Lucian took out a new grape and placed it next to Count Sanasis.

"I only know... a little bit."

Count Sanasis's voice became leisurely, and he gently rocked the grape under him, as if it was its own rocking chair. However, when Lucian was not paying attention, Count Sanasis glanced at Carly with a smug look and a hint of provocation.

"But during my time in the wizarding world, I seem to have remembered that you wizards adhere to the principle of equal exchange. So... what do you plan to use to exchange this information?"

Count Sanasis shook the grapes and suddenly used too much force, causing the grapes to roll rapidly in one direction. Fortunately, Lucian was quick to catch the grapes with his fingers, thus preventing Count Sanasis from becoming a flat surface again.

"Ahem...conditions...just make sure the conditions are the same as what Pointy Ears offered me last time." Count Sanasis restrained his movements slightly, then jumped off the grape with a lingering fear, and then, still feeling a little unsatisfied, he slapped the grape hard with the tentacles around his body, almost causing a second tragedy.

However, this time, Count Sanasis didn't care about the fatal grapes. He looked at Carly with a mean look, as if he was looking forward to this bargaining chip of equal exchange.

"Master Lucian, I'll go check on the new blood." Carly took a deep breath, resisted the urge to give Count Sanasis a big watermelon, and walked quickly outside.

But Lucian directly picked up Count Thanasis and said, "Thanasis, please tell me some practical conditions."

"Conditions?" Count Thanasis no longer had that frivolous expression. His eyes suddenly became deep as he looked at Lucian, and even his tone became a little serious. "What can you give me now?"

Lucian was slightly stunned. Although he knew that nightmare creatures would more or less have some dream-like characteristics and sometimes show a more contradictory or absurd side, he did not expect that Count Sanasis, who always seemed to be in a state of disarray, could show such a serious side.

Even at that moment, Lucian even felt an inexplicable momentum.

"Really? Even if you give me a sweet watermelon, I can't eat it now..." However, Count Sanasis's serious expression only lasted for a moment, and soon he became carefree again. "Forget it, how about this... you give me that doll to play with for two days?"

"Doll?" Lucian was a little confused at first, but he soon realized that Count Sanasis was talking about the wizard Helen who was sealed in the card. After he used it once before, he now has six chances to use the wizard Helen.

Spend time here...Lucian quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and soon he made a decision.

"No problem." Lucian nodded slightly, and then he took out the set of Helen cards. However, when he thought about the fact that this magical tool containing the power of dreams seemed to have some restrictions on the number of times the user could use it, and also had some special rules, he didn't know whether Sanasis could control this magical tool.

What's more, this deck of cards is much larger than Count Sanasis's body.

“Two-legged hairy monster, you seem to be thinking about something very rude.” Count Sanasis noticed Lucian’s strange look and seemed to be aware of Lucian’s offense. His tone became a little unfriendly, and then he muttered a few words in a low voice that Lucian could not hear clearly.

Lucian was too lazy to think about Count Thanasis's mutterings, and directly took out the bottle of collected blood essence, "Thanasis, my idea is..."

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"Sally, are you... feeling better?" On the other side of the airship, Monica was standing anxiously beside Sally, with a hint of anxiety and guilt in her eyes.

She was one of the new recruits with relatively poor performance in this expedition. Although she was not as outrageous as the apprentice who attacked indiscriminately out of panic and even caused the death of his teammates, she was still a little panicked when facing those attacking wizard apprentices.

Even when constructing the witchcraft model, she made a mistake, not only did she fall into the backlash, but also caused her friend Sally to be seriously injured because of helping her. "I... am fine." Sally's face was still a little pale. Although she had taken potions and received some witchcraft treatment, her body was still contaminated by a special witchcraft power. The wound showed an unnatural grayish white color. It was not so easy to recover completely.

"It's all my fault just now..." Monica clenched her fists with some regret. She lowered her head and thought about how she usually didn't want to do any extra practice. After completing the basic training tasks within the prescribed time limit, she always wanted to slack off and relax...

If I had worked harder and had a deeper understanding of the wizard model, then wouldn't my wizard model have collapsed and my mental strength would not have been backfired due to nervousness just now?
Thinking of this, Monica became even more depressed, and her mind even flashed back to the conversation her counselor had with her yesterday.

"Um... Sally, I might be ready to go back in two days." Finally, Monica clenched her fists and looked at Sally with a hint of apology in her eyes, "I still find it difficult for me to adapt to the wizarding world..."

"What are you talking about!" Sally struggled to sit up after hearing Monica's words. Seeing Monica's serious expression, she paused for a moment, then looked at Monica, and thought of some information her roommate had told her.

"Monica, have you forgotten what will happen to you if you go back?" Sally looked at her roommate angrily. Although sometimes she felt that this roommate was too talkative and too lazy, when they had experienced a battle and learned that Monica wanted to leave, Sally felt a complicated emotion in her heart.

"Anyway, it won't be any worse if I stay here, right? Besides, everyone makes mistakes sometimes, and if it weren't for your timely remedy and treatment, I might have died right away..." Sally said with some excitement, but she calmed down.

"Maybe... you are right." Sally's expression was a little depressed, and the atmosphere in the rest cabin also became a little heavy and sad.

After all, she also understood that her friend was not good at and did not like fighting. Perhaps for her, leaving the wizarding world was not a bad thing.

Monica's expression was also a little heavy. She looked at Sally who was lying down again, and there was a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

"I... I'll think about it again in the next two days." Monica said in a low voice, then fled out of the cabin and came to the deck of the airship to breathe some fresh air.

But soon, she discovered that many wizard apprentices on the deck were discussing some issues.

"Specialty class..."

"It's a special program, and it looks like the curriculum has changed a bit."

"But... if you only learn certain aspects of witchcraft, your strength will definitely be limited, right?"

Specialty class? Monica's eyes flashed with confusion, and she then squeezed into the crowd and looked at the notice that had sparked discussion among many new wizards.

Healer, defender and...support wizard?
Monica looked at the three types of wizards above, and many thoughts came into her mind.

Since these three kinds of witchcraft are not very useful in killing enemies, there are very few wizards who really study this part of knowledge. After all, in a battle situation, it is of little use to perform a witchcraft to save lives to perfection. Using it on yourself will give the enemy a chance to torture you to death, and using it on your opponent... that would be even more ridiculous.

It can be said that these three routes are all used to assist teammates, and if you choose this special training plan, it means that you may lose the ability to fight alone in the future...

But perhaps for an apprentice like me with mediocre qualifications, becoming someone else's pendant seems to be a good idea. Besides, I don't like attacking, and even feel inexplicably afraid at the thought of fighting... Monica thought about it, she slowly stretched out a finger, and then gently pointed to one of the nouns.

therapist.

If I specialize in healing magic in the future, and don't directly participate in battles, but provide professional treatment for other wizards, it seems that it would be quite good? Moreover, in this way, perhaps I can also help my friends and partners in this way.

Moreover, in this way, it seems that her journey as a wizard can continue.

Monica couldn't help but be moved. She silently wrote down the contact address below the announcement and planned to find the person in charge of recruiting therapists to learn more about the situation later.

(End of this chapter)