Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 69: Mentor, Hitting a Wall

"The realm of emptiness and clarity."

Ronan whispered these four words.

After thinking for a while, he closed his eyes and entered into meditation again.

In the empty space of consciousness, the original darkness has completely disappeared.

I saw a light source hovering in the sky, like a small sun, emitting ripple-like white circles of light continuously.

There is an endless flow of spiritual power emerging from it.
"wrong?!"

Ronan's mind suddenly moved, his tightly closed eyes trembled, and then quickly opened.

If there was a second person present now, he would be able to see clearly - the color of Ronan's pupils changed from endless and quiet lake blue to clear and transparent azure, glowing slightly, like the finest and clearest blue crystal, giving people a sense of extreme calmness and wisdom.

At this moment, Ronan only felt that his brain was thinking very quickly. Every second, it seemed that countless inspirations collided and burst out.
After a breath, Ronan took out a blank rune stone and rune carving knife from his storage waist bag and began to engrave the runes.

The first blank rune stone, try to engrave the zero-level advanced [Swiftness] rune.

Silky, smooth...done in one go, successful.

Then the second one.

The third one.
Ronan engraved five [Swiftness] runes in a row, and all of them were successful!

Before this, his success rate in engraving the [Swiftness] rune was less than 30%!

During the entire imprinting process, Ronan's brain was calm and clear, as if his soul had temporarily left his body, overlooking the entire work from a third-party perspective.

After it was over, there was almost no loss of mental strength and it was still in a full state.

After five, Ronan stopped engraving and took out a metal box engraved with patterns.

It is the mysterious box obtained from Linus.

Ronan tried to crack it.

A moment later
failure.

“It still doesn’t work…”

The azure light in Ronan's pupils dimmed, and a faint feeling of fatigue rose up. He shook his head, "Even with my spiritual power and the [Empty and Clear Realm], I still can't break the rune lock on this box. It seems that I have to wait until I am promoted to a formal wizard before I can open it."

Even so, Ronan was still happy.

Summarize the effects of Master-level [Basic Meditation Technique - Clear Realm]
"An extremely clear and calm brain, and a mana recovery buff that is almost equivalent to taking an intermediate mental power recovery potion at all times!"

"Also, it can be activated during combat!"

These two effects greatly enhance Ronan's strength.

The former instantly elevated his mentality, combat awareness, and overall perspective to the level of a true master.

The role of the latter is even more critical, especially for someone like Ronan who masters two extraordinary powers and has an extremely huge demand for mental strength.

After opening the [Realm of Emptiness], Ronan no longer has to worry about being "out of blue" for a moment when releasing the [Energy Missile - Particle Torrent]. At least he can still preserve a certain amount of combat power after releasing it, and the fatal weakness period is greatly shortened.

The duration of casting [Charged Weapon - Breaking Power] can also be greatly extended.

"Right now, my proficiency in [Empty and Clear Realm] is only at the master level 1. Once my proficiency is higher, the effect will continue to improve."

Ronan sighed, and at this moment he felt that his decision to focus on [Basic Meditation] was extremely wise.

Opening the [State of Emptiness and Lucidity] consumes the mind, which can be roughly understood as meditation cannot completely replace the energy that can only be replenished by sleep.

The composition of this thing is very complex and is related to a person's will, physical fitness and other aspects.

"My mental power has reached the level of Qi, and I can finally reach the level of a formal wizard."

Ronan felt his mental power changing like light and mist, and thought quietly.

What he had to do next was to find a mentor and learn from him everything he needed to know about the formal wizard breakthrough process, as well as make final preparations for things like soul sigils, combat styles, etc., which he had only a vague understanding of before.

Thinking of this, Ronan did not delay, straightened his robe, got up and went out.

On a sunny afternoon, Ronan walked slowly along the tree-lined white stone avenue.

Occasionally, young wizards in academy robes could be seen walking towards them on the road. Feeling the aura emanating from Ronan, which was only possessed by a gasification-level wizard apprentice, they all showed expressions of awe and friendliness.

Directly in front of Ronan, behind the tall and dense sycamore trees, was a group of small houses with beautiful roofs, some of which had glass roofs, reflecting colorful light under the sun.

That was the mentor’s living area where he was going next.

Before coming, Ronan specifically asked his neighbor Dobby, who secretly told him to start from the house on the far left when choosing a mentor.

Although there is no necessary relationship between the strength of the tutors in the tutor area and their residential location, the tutors living in the leftmost area of ​​the tutor area are basically the most senior and oldest wizards in the academy, and naturally they are stronger in strength and knowledge.

Ronan chose to readily accept Dobby's suggestion and soon walked to a house at the beginning of the far left in the deep of the tutor area.

This is a small house with a gray exterior and a small garden. A magic fountain is spraying water on the lawn.

"Ludo."

The small sign hanging at the gate of the yard had the name of the resident written on it. It was a long paragraph. Ronan glanced at it, then retracted his gaze and stood obediently at the door.

“It’s called choosing a mentor, but in reality, the mentor chooses you.
In addition to the most basic strength and qualifications, appearance, personality, temperament, etc. may also become important factors in being selected by a mentor.
What you need to do is very simple, just try your best to show yourself in front of your mentor! "

These were the exact words Dobby said to him before he left the house. Ronan privately interpreted it as - isn't it just a "blind date"?

Just try your best to make the other person like you.

In fact, Ronan was still quite confident. Due to his persistence in physical training, his appearance was extremely outstanding and he was definitely a rare handsome man among the wizards.

"As long as you don't end up like Linus and run into a Nantong wizard."

Ronan thought secretly in his heart, and then slowly released his gasification-level mental power in front of the garden courtyard, like a peacock spreading its tail to attract a mate.

There was a response soon.

A powerful spiritual force suddenly burst out from the small house and quickly landed on Ronan.
Ronan suddenly felt as if he was being favored, and his spirits lifted.

But before he could make the next reaction, the mental power was retracted at an even faster speed.

"How dare you, a crooked piece of trash, come running in front of me and wander around! Get out of my way!"

An irritable, old voice came from the house.

Ronan's confident expression froze on his face. For a moment, he looked as if he was standing under the girls' dormitory holding a large bouquet of flowers, and then someone poured a large basin of cold water on him.

"Crooked melon, cracked date?"

"waste?"

Ronan opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Finally, he bowed slightly to the door of the house, said "excuse me", and turned and left.

Even as I walked away, I could still seem to hear faint cold and disdainful sounds coming from behind me.

A bad start.

Ronan was devastated.

But when he saw the small houses in the tutor area, he perked up again.

"My qualifications are poor, so it's normal that some wizards look down on me.
Try a few and you'll probably find one that's not so picky.

With so many mentors, there must be a few who are willing to turn on the lights for me,” Ronan thought, and continued to walk to the second house.

A moment later, Ronan left the door of the second house.

Then the third building
The fourth building.
The fifth building.
Ronan kept stopping in front of the small houses and then left.

My mindset from the beginning was - I am a young genius with good looks, so I must choose the best mentor.

To - OK, I admit that my qualifications are a little lacking, and an average tutor will be fine. As the saying goes, a mentor only leads you to the door, but practice depends on yourself, the key is still to rely on yourself!
Finally - where are the people?! Just anyone! As long as they are a formal wizard and are willing to accept me! I just want a very ordinary inheritance!

"Would it be so outrageous?"

Ronan left the door of who knows which house, and the expression on his face had become stiff and numb, without any trace of the high-spirited look he had at the beginning.

After visiting dozens of houses, Ronan almost immediately withdrew the mental power released by the owners of the houses he met, and rejected them all without exception.

Some were even driven away by the coldness released by the other party before they even got close.

Ronan really couldn't understand.

why?
Even if his aptitude is a little poor, he is at least a top-level apprentice who has reached the Qi transformation level. Why is he so unpopular? !

Ronan wandered around the tutor area with a gloomy face. In fact, there were only a few houses left that he had not tried yet.

Suddenly, Ronan's eyes caught sight of a place covered by thick fog.

It was an old-fashioned academy, resembling a palace, with its doorposts and outer walls covered with dense ivy.

"The Dean's Residence."

Before he knew it, Ronan had arrived here.

His eyes flashed slightly, he hesitated for a moment, and then walked over quickly.

Ordinary wizards in the academy look down on him, but perhaps the most powerful dean of the academy can look at him differently?
Ronan decided to try his luck. There was no rule that the tutor could not choose the dean.

But before Ronan could get close to the palace, countless ivy outside the palace began to wriggle as fast as snakes, quickly entwining and tangling to form a giant female face, which screamed at Ronan with a ferocious look: "Bug! Hypocritical, shameless and despicable bug! Sooner or later, I will kill you!"

Ronan backed away, his face pale.

Lola!

It's Lola!
He even dreamed of becoming the dean's disciple, and he almost forgot about the existence of Laura.

"I see."

Ronan looked back at the mentor area, and the reasons for all the cold treatment he had received before suddenly became clear.

Still Lola.

Fao's death caused a lot of uproar in the academy. He was targeted by Laura, and this was probably known to everyone in the formal wizard circle.

No one would get into trouble with Laura just for a small apprentice like him, especially since his talent was not outstanding.

Perhaps, in the eyes of these people...he may have been a person who was destined to die.

"In that case, there is no need to proceed with the so-called mentor selection."

Ronan became sober, his face expressionless, and his fists under his robe slowly clenched.

It's just that he doesn't have a mentor, which is not enough to hinder him from becoming a formal wizard.

He has only been in the academy for a few months. When has he needed support and guidance from others to get this far?

"Let's go find Jerome one last time. He was brave enough to confront Laura head-on, so he might be willing to lend me a helping hand now."

Jerome left a very positive impression on Ronan, although he still had the indifference of a formal wizard in his bones.

Having made up his mind, Ronan prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Ronan's ears.

"Don't you want to come and try my place?"

"Who is speaking?!"

Ronan turned his head sharply and looked around in surprise.

The sudden sound was crisp and clear, like a singing lark. It was the voice of a very young girl.

"Look here, here."

The voice called out to Ronan, and he looked in the direction of the voice and saw a small house on the edge of the tutor area, with a yard full of irises and a beautiful blue spire.

Ronan's eyes flickered, and after a moment's hesitation, he walked towards the house.

"Amara Blackthorne."

Ronan whispered the owner's name on the wooden identity card at the entrance of the hospital.

Looking up towards the house, that bright voice sounded again.

"Do you want to choose a formal wizard as your mentor?"

"Correct."

Ronan continued to talk to the voice, "My spiritual power has been transformed into gas, and I will soon become a formal wizard, but there are still many things I don't understand, so I would like to seek the guidance of a mentor."

"Then come closer."

said the voice.

Ronan took two steps forward.

"Come closer."

Ronan continued, and just as he was about to step onto the garden lawn, the voice called him.

"That's enough, just stand there! Don't go any further!"

Ronan stopped, and soon a mental force emanated from the house and landed on him.

'So weak.'

Ronan felt the gap between this mental power and that of the previous owners of the houses, and silently complained in his heart.

But he soon couldn't help but laugh at himself. No one else had said they wanted him, but he was the first to look down on others.

Ronan felt that the mental power of the owner of the small house with blue roof was the weakest among all the ones he had encountered along the way, but it stayed on him the longest and was explored most carefully.

Finally, the mental power was withdrawn.

The clear voice sounded again, but this time the words were much less bright.

Ronan heard the girl sigh.

"Now I know why no one wants you"

"or."

The voice paused, and with a hint of comfort and temptation, he whispered, "Why don't you just give up?

In fact, I think it’s pretty good to be a ninth-level apprentice. At least I can live a long life.”

Ronan: "???"

(End of this chapter)