Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 61 Level , Mission

As Ronan passed the bulletin board in the center of town, he stopped and looked at it.

At this moment, there were still many wandering gray-robed people near the bulletin board, and the sound of discussion was buzzing like a swarm of wild bees.

There is no new change in the content on the bulletin board, it is still the same tasks released this morning.

The rewards after each mission were highlighted with conspicuous fluorescent paint - potions to enhance mental strength, advanced tools of level 0, magic stones, official student status at the academy, boat tickets, and even
An opportunity to become a disciple of a formal wizard-level master!

Ronan's gaze lingered on the last reward.

This was the only thing on the bulletin board that really attracted him.

The importance of inheritance to wizards is unquestionable. There is a huge difference between having someone to guide you and exploring on your own.

"Jerome"

Ronan whispered the name, his eyes flickering slightly.

The qualification for admission to the academy that he had always wanted to obtain now seemed to only require a word from him.

But at this moment, Ronan was not so anxious.

Ronan felt that if he joined the academy at this time, he, who was born as a wandering gray robe, would most likely be sent immediately to carry out high-risk combat missions where he could lose his life at any time.

Once he became a formal student, he would not even be qualified to refuse.

For the sake of inheritance and the opportunity to become an official wizard, Ronan was not unwilling to take risks.

but.
At least he should be able to see a return that is commensurate with the risk.

"Wait for a suitable opportunity
Wait until I become stronger.”

Ronan muttered to himself.

On the chaotic night of yesterday, Ronan seemed strong in the battle with two senior apprentices in black robes, but in fact the effect of the battle was not at all what he expected.

He had no chance to use the few control spells he had learned in the extremely fast one-on-two battle.

Ultimately it’s because the proficiency is too low.

If the two spells [Curse of Weakness] and [Lightning Surge] could be cast quickly, the battle process and outcome might be completely different.

“You still have to practice.”

Ronan shook his head and looked away from the bulletin board.

The members of the small group who had supported each other in walking out of the forest tree house area, left and dispersed within a few months, and Ronan returned to being alone.

With fewer worries, I can focus more on my work.

In the following days, Ronan stayed at home and rarely went out, spending almost every day in hard practice.

"Buzz-"

Ronan's lips moved, and short, trembling syllables came out of his mouth. As the mental resonance was achieved, several bright electric lights shot out from under his feet like snakes.

Along the way, the thick ice on the lake surface showed clear signs of melting. When we reached a certain target point, electric flashes exploded, and several fish with their white bellies turned up flew out from the bottom of the water and lay hard on the ice.

"call--"

"At the mastery level, the number of lightning rays released each time can reach up to eight, and the direction of the lightning rays can be controlled to a certain extent. The casting time only takes a little over one second."

"It has finally reached a standard that can be used in actual combat."

Ronan exhaled, looked at the effect of his spell, and showed a fairly satisfied expression on his face.

He took out a bottle of low-level mental power recovery potion from his waist bag and poured it into his mouth, waiting for his mental power to slowly recover, while casually clicking on his character panel.

【Name: Ronan Damien】

【Age: 16】

[Talent: No attribute affinity]

[Strength: Ninth-level wizard apprentice (1%)]

[Skill: Basic Meditation (Expert 541/800)

Energy Missile-Particle Torrent (Master 31/1600)

Charged Weapons (Expert 763/800)

符文印刻——清洁（熟练185/200）、闪亮（熟练33/200）、防护（精通156/400）、迅捷（入门12/100）

Ascetic Bodybuilding (Expert 123/800)

Basic Swordsmanship (Master 23/1600)

Fireball (88/100)

Ice Hockey (36/100 for beginners)

Detection (Mastery 12/400)

Curse of Weakness (Proficiency 21/200)

Lightning Surge (Mastery 55/400)

Howling of the Dead (Proficient 11/200)

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This month is definitely the month in which Ronan's strength has increased the most!

He used all kinds of auxiliary and enhancing potions regardless of cost or magic stones, and the rewards he got in the end were naturally unprecedentedly huge.

His mental strength cultivation level was directly promoted from Apprentice Level 7 to Apprentice Level 9!
His proficiency in various combat skills also improved by leaps and bounds. In addition to the previously mentioned [Lightning Surge], the two undead control spells [Curse of Weakness] and [Wail of the Dead] have also been practiced by him to a proficient level.

Ronan thought about it and decided that as long as undead spells were not cast in front of others, they would not cause unnecessary trouble. Every time he used them, he only needed to be careful to clean up the traces of negative energy particles left on his body after casting the spell.

He even learned the [Bone Spear] and [Corpse Explosion] from the senior apprentice Black Robe. The former was a level 0 advanced spell, powerful, but the casting time was too long, and bones were needed as casting materials. Although [Corpse Explosion] was simple to cast, the casting conditions were also very harsh, requiring animal or human corpses to cast.
To Ronan, these two spells were too useless.

What really made him feel that his combat effectiveness had been greatly improved was his biggest trump card, which was the proficiency of [Energy Missile - Particle Torrent] derived from the extraordinary domain, which was raised to the master level of 31 points!
"A master-level spell of thirty-one points of proficiency, [Particle Flood], after casting, the number of energy particles increases to thirty-one, the domain expands, and the power surges. After it is activated, it really has the majestic momentum of a flood that destroys the world, and it is definitely comparable to a first-level spell cast by a formal wizard."

Ronan had seen the real wizard-level Jerome in action, and believed that the power of [Particle Torrent] was no less powerful than his lava fire ring.

The only difference is probably that if he uses [Particle Torrent] now, the ninth-level apprentice's mental power will still be drained out in one breath, while the opponent's lava fire ring can be released at will.

But no matter what, Ronan has a very powerful trump card that can rival the full-strength attack of a formal wizard-level powerhouse. It is hard to say whether he is invincible among apprentices, but he is definitely one of the best.

The price paid for this improvement is a huge investment of real money.

This month, the amount of mental energy recovery potions Ronan consumed while practicing spells amounted to almost an entire high-level magic stone!
Fortunately, I had time to study rune engraving and successfully mastered the zero-level advanced [Swiftness] rune. I can also buy some rune stones to restore my health when I have time.

"I've put so much effort into [Charge Weapon], and my proficiency is almost at the expert level.
[Austerity for Body Building] Buddhist practice, but not much progress.

However, I easily reached the master level of proficiency in [Basic Swordsmanship]."

An easy promotion also means a tiny improvement.

The master-level [Basic Swordsmanship] did not undergo any qualitative transformation, but it made Ronan's control over his body seem to have suddenly reached a new level.

The whole person is like a sophisticated and complex machine. Every time he draws the sword, one can hear the gears of his body whirring and every bit of strength is mobilized.
“My current strength is not weak even at the apprentice level.

You can also start collecting and accumulating the resources needed to become a formal wizard.
Pay attention to the tasks posted on the academy bulletin board." Ronan thought as his mental strength was fully restored while turning back towards the town.

Before leaving, he picked up a few fish on the lake that had been electrocuted by his magic and prepared them as dinner for today.

Wizarding land, town, Drunken Deer Pub.

The fireplaces on both sides of the tavern were burning brightly, driving away the cold air from outside. There were not many people in the tavern, mostly wandering wizards who were here to relax and kill time.

Ronan ordered a glass of wild raspberry wine at the bar, found an empty corner, and listened quietly to the wizards' idle chatter in the tavern.

Ever since old Wells and the others left, Ronan, who was alone, would often come here to sit after his meditation.

One is to relax, and the other is that this tavern is very close to the academy's task announcement board, so you can often hear some useful news.

"This cup is dedicated to Marni and Madena, may their souls rest in peace"

At a small round table about five or six meters away from Ronan, several gray-robed wizards were praying in low voices with solemn expressions and a hint of sadness flowing between their brows.

This was a memorial for the companions who had died in the operation. Since the academy's call-up order had been upgraded, similar scenes were not uncommon.

Ronan slowly drank the fruit wine in the glass and listened to the wizards in the tavern talking about their recent mission.

His hearing is outstanding, far beyond that of ordinary people. He can basically hear the conversations of guests at any table in the entire pub.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the sound of a wine glass hitting the table caught Ronan's attention.

"Stop it Iris..I can't possibly give up this opportunity!"

Ronan saw a tall and thin young wizard stand up from a table, pursed his lips, and resolutely left his companions and strode out of the tavern.

A young female wizard who sat at the same table with him kept calling his name, but could not stop the young wizard.

Seeing the other person disappear at the door of the tavern, the young female wizard covered her face and cried.

Another wizard sitting at the same table kept comforting him.

"Don't be sad, Iris, Rennie has his own choice, we should respect him."

"Can a mission that rewards a God-burning potion be that simple? I'm afraid he'll never come back."

"Hey, becoming a formal wizard has always been Rennie's greatest wish. No matter what, Iris, I will always be by your side.
Um? ! "

The wizard who was quietly hugging the crying witch was patting her shoulders and saying soothing words softly, when he suddenly found a person appearing in front of him and staring at him.

The male wizard's first reaction was to think that it was his former companion who had returned, and he was so scared that he quickly left the young female wizard's body as if he had been electrocuted.

The next second, he saw that it was a stranger, and asked calmly, "Who are you? What are you doing?!"

"Is it true that the reward for the mission is the God-burning Potion?"

"The task was just released yesterday. It's on the notice board. You... don't you go and check it yourself?"

Ronan didn't bother to pay attention to the male wizard who seemed to be suspected of "taking advantage of the situation" and had a guilty expression on his face. He threw down a low-level magic stone, paid the bill, and hurriedly left the tavern.

Along the way, Ronan did not stop and went straight to the college bulletin board.

When they arrived, the bulletin board was as bustling as usual. Ronan immediately saw four conspicuous words hanging on the bulletin board - "God-Burning Potion"!
Ronan's heart skipped a beat.

The mission was announced yesterday and many people knew about it, but Ronan was the last to realize it.

The content of the mission was not specified, but it was stated that wizards with strength above that of a senior apprentice were required to participate. After completing the mission, each person would receive a God-Burning Potion as a reward.

Ronan saw that the young wizard named "Reni" whom he had met in the tavern before was already standing in front of the task registration window.

This guy was a seventh-level apprentice, with a resolute and ambitious look. He had no idea that after he left, one of his companions had secretly poached his wizard girlfriend.

Ronan stood in front of the bulletin board, staring at the task marked "God-Burning Potion" for a while, his eyes flickering.

Then go to the task registration place and ask.

"When is the deadline for the God-burning Potion mission?"

The wizard from the academy who was in charge of registering the mission looked very young and was quite polite to Ronan.

"In five days. Do you want to sign up? What's your name?"

Ronan shook his head, turned around and walked away from the crowd.

"Five days. Five days should be enough."

At this time, Ronan had already calmed down completely.

Naturally, he would not easily give up the opportunity to obtain the God-Burning Potion.

However, before that, he still needs to make some preparations.

Whether he accepts this task or not depends on whether the things he has to do in the next five days can go smoothly.

After leaving the bulletin board, Ronan went directly to the Dwarf Market.

Now that he is a ninth-level apprentice, he no longer needs a ticket to enter the dwarf market.

Ronan went in and out of several magic tool workshops and potion workshops. After spending most of the magic stones he had, he returned to his residence and stayed indoors.

Five days later.

In the dim hut, Ronan slowly inserted the dark and dull long sword into the scabbard, turning it into a staff again.

Ronan straightened his robe, cleared away the empty potion bottles on the floor, and walked out of the hut.

The sun was shining brightly outside. Ronan squinted his eyes, adjusting to the sunlight that he had not seen for five days, and then walked towards the center of the town.

When they arrived, the tasks were still on the bulletin board. Ronan looked around and locked his eyes on an old wizard in a gray robe. His right hand under his robe was gently shaking something that looked like a broken mirror.

After completing this final operation, Ronan walked straight to the task registration window.

“You’re pretty accurate.”

The academy wizard in charge of registration glanced at the time and said, "If you are late for a while, this task will be completely terminated."

Then he gave Ronan a small bronze medal and asked him to walk along the road to the academy. Someone would then examine him to see if he met the criteria to participate in this mission.

Ronan walked towards College Road with the bronze medal in his hand, and soon saw a group of people standing by the road waiting.

The young wizard named "Reni" who I met five days ago was in the queue. He was hugging a young female wizard and making a reluctant confession before parting.

The wizard who was caught by Ronan for "poaching" was standing next to the two of them. He probably recognized Ronan's appearance and turned his face away immediately after seeing him, with a guilty look on his face.

"Although I am only a sixth-level apprentice, I have a magical tool that can activate the zero-level advanced [Electric Spear Technique], and I also have the combat power of a high-level apprentice. Why don't you let me join?!"

There was also a middle-aged intermediate wizard apprentice in the crowd who was shouting and was constantly being driven away by people in college robes.

"This is the mission's rules. There's nothing you can do if you don't agree. This is for your own good. If you don't have enough strength, you'll probably die if you try to get in. Let's go."

The middle-aged man ultimately failed to convince the people in the academy with the advanced magic tools in his hands, and left with a sullen look on his face.

His behavior actually attracted the attention of other people in the team.

Ronan clearly saw a senior apprentice wizard who seemed to be here to participate in the mission. After hearing the middle-aged man reveal that he had a high-level [Electric Spear] magic tool in his hand, he decisively left the team and quietly followed the other party in the direction he left.

(End of this chapter)