Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 313 Elements Sing for You, Mrs. Mel

What appeared before him was an extremely luxurious hall.

The floor beneath your feet is flowing with starlight, and there are blooming flowers and scattered crystals everywhere. There is a fountain and a pool in the center of the hall. Fairy waiters are busy flying around with wine and food. Wizards in various robes or dresses are talking and drinking with each other, and they laugh from time to time.
Ronan's first reaction was to wonder if he had come to the wrong place.

He tried to find Heliodo in the crowd, but was spotted by a witch with snow-white hair and a red pointed hat, who pointed at him and shouted.

"Everyone, look, who's here? Our protagonist tonight!"

The Red Riding Hood Witch's voice was clear and loud, instantly attracting everyone in the hall.

Ronan was caught off guard. Every face that appeared before him seemed unfamiliar to him, yet filled with enthusiasm and kindness that he had never seen before.

Everyone was looking at him, smiling, and raising their glasses to him.

The red-hat female witch who had shouted loudly looked at him with eyes that seemed to show her deep love for him, with her arms folded across her chest.

"What an outstanding and handsome young man. Heliodo, is this the disciple you value? Thank God, your vision is good for once."

Ronan finally saw Heliodo in the crowd. It was not known whether it was because of the alcohol or his mood, but his cheeks and nose were red. He winked at Ronan and smiled slyly.

At this moment, the Red Riding Hood Witch suddenly stepped forward quickly, stretched out her hand as if she wanted to touch Ronan's face, but stopped suddenly when she was about to get close, then turned her palm, and a cluster of gorgeous magic fireworks bloomed between her five fingers.

"The Elements Sing for You"

The magic fireworks turned into glowing feathers all over the sky and gently fell down.

The Red Riding Hood witch stood in front of Ronan, with her arms open, her eyes curved downward, and a kind smile on her face.

"Welcome to Dawn. Ronan. Damien."

In an instant, beautiful melodies sounded, and glowing little men with wings on their backs, holding harps and accordions, appeared one by one. Fragrant wine and colorful candies gushed out of the fountain in the center of the hall.

The wizards laughed and began to sing and dance with abandon.

In just a short time, the light gathered on Ronan was dispersed.

Ronan felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. The scene before him reminded him of the time when he was promoted to an official wizard. At that time, there was only a group of owls congratulating him. Among them was a card with "Welcome to the Misty World" written on it. He still keeps it until now.

Obviously, this grand banquet was secretly held by Heliodo to celebrate his ascension to Dawn.

Ronan couldn't tell what he was feeling. At this moment, the beautiful witch who had been "pushed" away by him was twisting her soft waist again, trying to get closer to him.

He shook his head to refuse, and the beautiful witch could only walk away more resentfully.

"Your soul age is probably no more than fifty, but you are too mature to look like a young person at all."

Heliodo came up, holding a glass of light red wine in his hand. On each side of him, a good-looking third-level witch held his arm affectionately.

"It's too boring."

Heliodo raised his glass and took a sip, then looked at him and shook his head, "Life cannot just be about meditation and study."

Before Ronan could say anything, the Red Hat Witch who had congratulated him earlier came up and naturally grabbed Ronan's hand, interlocking their fingers like a lover.

"Not everyone is like you, old beaver!"

The Red Riding Hood Witch's voice is clear and pleasant, more beautiful than that of a sixteen-year-old girl, and she looks like a girl as well.

But Ronan could clearly sense the powerful aura of a fifth-level wizard on her body. He let her hold his hand, like every well-behaved and sensible junior.

“I just like his personality and appearance.

Almost identical to my thirty-second husband."

The Red Riding Hood witch looked at Ronan with a smile, and reached out her hand to gently straighten a strand of hair that had fallen from his temple.

Heliodo seemed to be used to the Red Riding Hood Witch's behavior. He shook his head and asked calmly, "Where are Nistan and the others? Why are you here alone?"

The Red Hat Witch said casually, "There was a little girl named Bilin Jones in Black Moon who happened to be holding a promotion celebration dinner on the same day, so they chose to go there."

Heliodo's eyes flickered. "Is that the little fellow with eight-star soul qualification? Why didn't you go over there?"

"You know, I never like Black Moon's gatherings. The atmosphere is so depressing that it's almost like a funeral."

The Red Riding Hood witch looked at Ronan with "pity" and said with a smile: "It turns out that my choice was not wrong at all."

After saying that, she patted the back of Ronan's hand, loosened her fingers that were intertwined with his, and gently kissed him on the cheek.

"Okay, time is up to you two. I still have to go around and see if there are any of my favorite berries left.
I will remember you, little Ronan."

The Red Riding Hood Witch blinked at Ronan and walked away happily like a young girl who had just fallen in love.

The two third-level witches who were standing next to Heliodo also followed him very "tactfully".

Ronan suddenly felt a slight itch on his face that had just been kissed by the Red Riding Hood Witch. He reached out to scratch it, and saw a bright red lip print falling in his hand like a maple leaf.

"I can see that Mrs. Meier really likes you."

Heliodo looked at the lip print in Ronan's hand and said, "If you don't mind her age, you can try to take this to find her after the party. She has always been a very generous person, especially when she is happy."

Ronan pursed his lips lightly and casually put the lip print into the space ring.

Heliodo saw his attitude, smiled, and did not continue the topic. Instead, he asked in a relaxed tone: "How is it? Are you satisfied with my arrangement?
Give him a glass of 'Aquavit'...you don't even drink a little wine, do you?"

Ronan reached out to take the glass of wine handed to him by the goblin waiter summoned by Heliodo, and clinked glasses with Heliodo.

"What a pleasant surprise. Thank you, mentor."

Ronan thanked him earnestly, and then drank the wine in his hand in one gulp. The strong alcohol instantly rushed up from his stomach, making Ronan feel a little dizzy, but it was only for a moment before it was quickly dissipated by the powerful physique of the [Unsullied Body], and his face returned to normal.

Handing the empty wine glass to the waiting goblin waiter, Ronan said calmly: "These people should be here to celebrate for me because of the teacher's face."

Heliodo sighed and whispered, "Recruiting disciples is such a grand event, but in the end, only Mel was willing to come among the level 5 students.
I don’t have any face left.

Forget it, let’s not talk about this, let me see the light of your soul.”

Heliodo changed the subject and reached out his free hand towards Ronan's forehead.

Ronan released his mental force field and was considering how much to open the dark golden sphere in his mind, but Heliodo's fingers had already touched his forehead like a dragonfly skimming the water and then withdrew.

“It’s a little better than I expected”

Heliodo looked at him with a rather satisfied look.

"Uh"

Ronan didn't know what to say.

Heliodo had already thrown a few rune crystals at him.

"Here are some of my thoughts on cultivation after level 4. They should be helpful to you."

"Thank you, teacher."

Ronan was stunned for a moment, then respectfully accepted the thing.

"It's just a tiny bit of experience. Among the fifth-level wizards in Linghu, I'm probably one of the worst at practicing."

Heliodo shook his head and said, "Just watch it first. If I can get something better, I'll give it to you.

There is no rush for anything.

Anyway, you are still young and have a full thousand years to do these things slowly.

You should hurry up and learn the knowledge of potions. I will teach you formally in a while."

Ronan listened carefully, nodding from time to time.

Since he officially embarked on the path of becoming a wizard, the ones who can truly be called Ronan's teacher are Benigel and Heliodor.

Alazan can barely be considered half.

After the promotion banquet, Heliodo's attitude towards Ronan seemed to change again, becoming more serious.

Like a real teacher, he instructed Ronan on everything, no matter how big or small.

Only after he finished saying the last thing did he wave his hand, leave Ronan and walk aside.

Ronan was still digesting what Heliodo had just said when a figure quickly jumped in front of him.

It was a young man with a slightly plump appearance, also a fourth-level wizard. He started by congratulating Ronan on his promotion, and then said, "Sir Damien, on behalf of the wizard Master Malone, I would like to greet you..."

The chubby wizard was interrupted by an indifferent voice before he could finish his words.

"Congratulations on becoming a member of Dawn, Damien."

The sudden voice caused Ronan and the slightly plump wizard to turn their heads and look, only to see a handsome young man in gorgeous clothes and full of noble air walking towards them with calm steps, striding like a master.

"Zorn."

Ronan's eyes flickered and he called out the other person's name.

Zorn nodded slightly, then raised his glass to Ronan with a smile, "Misha was very happy to hear that you were successfully promoted."

"Thank you very much for your help, Master Misha."

Ronan said in an "earnest" manner.

The slightly plump wizard at the side heard the conversation between the two and his expression changed slightly.

"It turns out that you have been recruited by Mixia a long time ago."

He left in dismay.

Zorn looked at the chubby wizard's departing back, snorted with a hint of disdain, turned around, and spoke to Ronan with a smile on his face: "We were not mistaken about him.

You didn't disappoint Misha."

Ronan shook his head with a look of shame.

Zorn seemed extremely satisfied with Ronan's attitude. He casually took out a thin blue card from his pocket and handed it to Ronan.

"There is a contribution point in here, which should be enough for you to exchange for the fourth-level spell you want to learn in the Spell Collection.

Misha specifically asked me to give it to you as a gift to celebrate your successful promotion."

Ronan was stunned at first, then surprised, and finally "flattered" to take the card handed to him by Zorn, and couldn't help but speak "excitedly":
"Praise Misha! Thank you Misha!"

Zorn nodded slowly, his face showing a more and more satisfied expression.

Ronan was generous in expressing his gratitude to Misha and her kindness in recognizing his talent.

He intentionally directed the topic of conversation between him and Zorn towards Misha as much as possible, and managed to extract a lot of information about Misha from Zorn.

I am still a little over 200 short of 3,000 monthly tickets. I want to make it an even number and ask for more monthly tickets. Thank you all~
(End of this chapter)