Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 264 Princess
He knew that revealing his special talent too much might attract unnecessary attention, but completely hiding it would seem suspicious.

After careful consideration, he decided to showcase a portion of his abilities derived from his skill set, disguising them as special talents in the traditional sense.

In a series of carefully designed test tasks, Ron selectively demonstrated several of his key abilities.

His extensive knowledge and ability to integrate information, his insightful observations, and most importantly, his powerful learning ability with exceptional skill in various wizarding arts...

As the test progressed, the expressions of the three judges became increasingly serious.

They kept exchanging glances and occasionally whispering a few words, as if confirming their judgment.

"Based on our observations and test results."

Melissa's voice sounded slightly somber:

"You should possess four special talents: 'Hands of a Hundred Arts', 'Natural History', 'Medicine Resonance', and 'Insightful Eyes'."

Ron remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was slightly wary.

These four talents almost perfectly corresponded to the abilities he deliberately displayed, proving that the Crystal Spire's evaluation system truly lived up to its reputation.

"These four talents all belong to the second tier, among which 'Hand of a Hundred Arts' is considered to be a top talent that is infinitely close to the first tier."

William added, his cloudy eyes revealing an undisguised astonishment:
"Possessing four second-tier talents is an extremely rare combination in the history of wizarding."

Ron nodded slightly, neither confirming nor denying.

Based on his understanding of the wizarding world, this level of talent, though rare, is quite reasonable for a primordial wizard who has successfully passed through the authentic path.

On the other hand, his "predecessor" Cassandra was only recognized for having three special talents.

But it includes a first-tier talent, a level of ability that can even influence fate and cause and effect to some extent.

Judging from his performance, he has much more potential than Ron's four second-tier talents, and his current achievements have undoubtedly fulfilled that potential.

In addition to the various geniuses and anomalies in history, Ron's talent, while astonishing, did not completely exceed the expectations of the School Alliance.

"Regarding the characteristics of your meditation method."

Ivan asked cautiously:
"Based on the evaluation results, you seem to be able to continuously increase your mana pool capacity under starlight? Is this a variant of the 'Star Eater's Whispers' trait?"

Ron smiled slightly:
"That's true. The properties of my meditation technique allow me to continuously draw on stellar energy while meditating under the starlight, increasing the capacity and quality of my magic pool."

After demonstrating so many amazing abilities, this meditation technique's characteristics actually become less prominent.

The three judges simply took notes and did not show any particular surprise.

Finally, the evaluation ended, and the three judges gathered together again, whispered to each other for a few minutes, and then announced the final results to Ron.

"Based on a comprehensive evaluation, we unanimously agree that Ralph Wizard's talent level should be rated as: Treasure."

Melissa solemnly announced, her eyes sparkling with genuine admiration:
"In the long history of wizarding, this rating places you among the top five hundred genius wizards."

"Treasure-grade"

Ivan explained earnestly, seemingly to help Ron better understand the weight of this rating:
"In the wizarding ranking system, those ranked within the top 100,000 are called the Brilliant Stone class, those ranked within the top 5,000 are called the Pearl class, and only the top 500 can be honored with the Gem class."

“The number of Pearl-level talents within the top five thousand is an important dividing line, and they are generally considered to have the potential to become a Great Wizard.”

William added, his voice filled with respect:
“And a genius of the rarity level will almost certainly go very far on the path of wizardry, at least reaching the level of a great wizard.”

Ron felt a slight stirring in his heart; although the rating was high, it was still within his expectations.

They will neither waste their potential and opportunities by being too mediocre, nor attract too much unnecessary attention and trouble by being too dazzling.

"Thank you for your thorough evaluation."

He bowed to the three judges:
Will this rating be recorded in the Wizarding Records?

"Yes, that's standard procedure."

Melissa nodded in confirmation:
"Your rating and basic ability description will be updated in the Crystal Spire branch of the Wizarding Chronicle, and any wizard with sufficient permissions can query this basic information."

"However, the detailed test data and in-depth analysis reports will be sealed and only the leaders of the various schools of thought and the tower masters will have full access to them."

William added, seemingly to appease any potential concerns Ron might have:

"This is a privacy protection measure for all wizards."

Ron nodded slightly, indicating his understanding.

This arrangement is reasonable and consistent with the traditional practices he learned about in the Black Mist School.

"Finally, is there anything else you'd like to ask?" Melissa asked.

Ron pondered for a moment: "I'd like to know what kind of learning and research resources a jewel-level genius can obtain at the Crystal Spire?"

"You will naturally receive the highest level of resource allocation."

Ivan answered without hesitation:
This includes, but is not limited to:

Free access to all public facilities within the academy, priority access to rare materials, and exclusive laboratory space. And most importantly, direct opportunities to interact with leading experts in various fields within the Crystal Spire.

"Especially in the fields of bloodline studies and abyss research, the Crystal Spire possesses the most comprehensive database and experimental facilities in the Abyss Continental Group."

Melissa added, a hint of pride in her voice:
"Given your demonstrated talent and expertise, I believe the tower master will pay special attention to your development needs."

Ron then asked some questions about the internal structure of the Crystal Spire and the learning system, to which the three judges provided patient and detailed answers.

Thank you all for your guidance and answers.

He concluded with a sincere expression:

"It is an honor for me to join such a wizarding holy site as the Crystal Spire. I hope to contribute to the development of the School Alliance in the future."

"We are also looking forward to your performance, Wizard Ralph."

William responded with a smile, a rare hint of kindness appearing on his wrinkled face:
"I hope to hear your insightful speech at an academic conference in the near future."

After the evaluation ended, the receptionist reappeared and guided Ron out of the testing hall.

As he stepped out of the silver archway, Ron could feel a whole new world slowly unfolding before him.

Whether it's the jewel-level rating or the focus on abyss research, it all indicates that he will have unprecedented opportunities for development in the Crystal Spire.

………………

As the last rays of sunlight disappeared from the spire of the crystal tower, the brilliant stars began to shine in the night sky.

The Crystal Spire is even more magnificent at night than during the day, with magical lights of various colors flowing among the towering towers like rivers of light, adorning the entire floating town in a dreamlike and enchanting way.

Lisdevent hurried through the corridor of the central teaching building, clutching a stack of parchment.

She is a mid-level apprentice, just turned seventeen, with chestnut curly hair and brown eyes.

Having been born and raised in the Central Lands, she was quite adapted to the high concentration of magic in this environment.

Nevertheless, they still need to catch their breath in a special magically isolated environment every night.

Although she was of average talent, she was diligent and hardworking, and always dreamed of becoming a professional potion master one day.

"Lise, wait!" A familiar voice called from behind.

She turned around and saw her friend Jack chasing after her, panting heavily, his round face flushed red from running.

"Big news!" Jack excitedly waved a notice: "The academy has a new teaching assistant!"

Liz raised an eyebrow: "Another one? Didn't we just have one last year?"

“This is different!”

Jack lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming with excitement:
“I just heard from senior Aisa that this person advanced to become a Primal Wizard through the Authentic Path!”

"what?"

Liz's eyes widened, and she almost dropped the parchment she was holding:
"The Authentic Path?! Isn't that the legendary method of advancement with a ten-fold chance of death? It's said that the last person to advance through this method was none other than Tower Master Cassandra herself!"

Jack nodded solemnly: "That's right! And I heard that he had only been at the Crystal Spire for a short time when his evaluation results identified him as a rare genius!"

"Treasure-grade?"

"Anyone who can be ranked at this level is a big shot."

The two walked and talked, and soon arrived at the central bulletin board area of ​​the college.

The area was already crowded with apprentices, all eager to see a huge crystal bulletin board displaying the latest course information.

"See those? These are the three courses!"

Jack pushed through the crowd and pointed to a line of text that stood out prominently on the bulletin board:
"Assistant Ron Ralph teaches three courses: Advanced Potion Theory and Practice, Basic Bloodline Modulation, and Introduction to Alchemy and Application."

"Wait, look at this price."

Liz frowned, carefully examining the numbers marked at the back of the course:
"The 'Advanced Potion Theory and Practice' course costs 100 magic stone fragments per month?! That's twice as expensive as Assistant Instructor Solan's course!"

"The other two doors aren't cheap either."

Jack nodded, his expression complex.

"80 copies of 'Fundamentals of Bloodline Modulation' and 85 copies of 'Introduction to Alchemy and Its Applications'. With the annual resource quota of an intermediate apprentice, one can only choose one at most, and must give up all other additional expenses."

A murmur of discussion immediately broke out around the academy.

"This is way too expensive! How can a new teaching assistant set such a high price?" "I heard it was set by the college, not by him."

"Why does the academy grant him this privilege? Is it really that powerful?"

"Anyway, the first week is a free trial, so why not go and see for myself what makes this 'treasure-level genius' so extraordinary."

Liz stared quietly at the bulletin board, her fingers gently stroking her chin—a habitual gesture when she was thinking.

"I'd like to attend a trial class of 'Advanced Potions: Theory and Practice'. Maybe I can learn something new."

She spoke to Jack, her eyes gleaming with a thirst for knowledge:
Even if you can't afford the tuition in the end, at least you can absorb some knowledge during the free week.

"I think so too."

Jack smiled and nodded, then lowered his voice:
"However, I've heard that some clan apprentices have also shown interest in these courses, especially that little princess who is always heavily protected."

"Your Highness Eve?"

Liz blinked in surprise, her voice unconsciously lowering:

"Doesn't she rarely leave that magically isolated building? I heard her 'magic-induced poisoning' symptoms are getting worse."

"Who knows?"

Jack shrugged: "Perhaps geniuses have a special attraction for each other."

Liz hesitated for a moment, but ultimately took out her apprentice badge and lit up the "Advanced Potions Theory and Practice" registration option on the bulletin board:

"I don't want to miss this opportunity no matter what. I'll listen and see if it can broaden my thinking."

Meanwhile, at the other end of the crystal spire, in a beautiful little building surrounded by layers of magic arrays, a similar conversation was taking place.

"Your Highness, are you sure you want to attend this new teaching assistant's class in person?"

A woman dressed in a thick, long skirt asked with concern:

"Given your special circumstances, there is a certain risk in any public place."

The girl sitting by the window slowly put down the crystal book in her hand, a precious book that recorded ancient witchcraft.

Eve Saint-Manzhi has hair as deep as the night sky and a pair of exceptionally bright amethyst eyes.

Her skin was so fair it was almost transparent, and faint blue energy patterns could be seen beneath it.

That is one of the outward manifestations of the "demonic devouring" symptoms.

"yes, I'm sure."

Her voice was soft yet firm, carrying a calmness beyond her years:
"Franka, this Ron assistant is the first Primal Wizard to ascend through the Authentic path in over a hundred years."

Having followed the same path as my mother, I'm curious if he has any experiences I can learn from.

The maid, known as Franka, sighed:
"I understand how you feel, but what about your physical condition?"

"don’t worry."

Eve interrupted her with a smile:

"I will be wearing the latest version of the magic isolation bracelet, and I believe that the public classrooms of the Central Academy are equipped with adjustment arrays, so there won't be any major problems."

Her gaze drifted to the vast night sky outside the window, her amethyst eyes gleaming with a mixture of anticipation and worry.
"Franka, I can't stay hidden in this tower forever. I'll try anything that might help me get rid of the 'Demon's Devour'."

Franka looked at the princess she had cared for since childhood, her heart filled with pity.

Fourteen-year-old Eve should have been learning and growing up carefree like other children her age, instead of being trapped in this magically isolated tower, living with illness and fear every day.

“Very well, Your Highness. If this is your decision, I will make the arrangements.”

Franka eventually relented, knowing that Eve, though young, had inherited her mother's resilience and decisiveness.
"However, besides me, there must be at least two babysitting golems accompanying you, and you must promise to leave immediately if you feel any discomfort."

"make a deal."

Eve's lips curled into a bright smile, instantly dispelling the somber atmosphere in the room:
"I heard that he also taught a course called 'Fundamentals of Blood Vessel Modulation,' which may offer some insights into my symptoms."

"Your Highness."

Franka hesitated, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

She knew how concerned Eve was about her condition, and she understood that despite the Crystal Spire's massive investment of resources, "Demonic Devouring" remained a near-unsolvable mystery.

"Your name has been added to the registration list."

Franka finally spoke, taking a delicate crystal bracelet from her spatial bag:

"The latest magic isolation device developed by Tari is more effective and lighter than the one you used before."

Eve took the bracelet and gently put it on her slender wrist.

The bracelet immediately adhered perfectly to her skin, releasing a faint blue light that formed a precise magical barrier.

This special device can effectively block the influence of external magic on Eve and slow down the deterioration of the "magic bite" symptoms.

At the other end of the Crystal Spire, Ron had just finished a meeting with the Dean of Academic Affairs and returned to his faculty quarters.

"Master, welcome back." Ailan's voice came from the hallway, her emerald green figure appearing even more vivid in the moonlight.

"The school has already prepared your new course schedule."

She handed over a carefully prepared schedule:
"The number of students in the first week of trial classes exceeded the classroom capacity, so the academic affairs office had to arrange a larger venue."

Ron took the schedule, his gaze sweeping over the densely packed names, and he raised an eyebrow: "So many people?"

“Yes.” Ailan nodded, the vines swaying gently:
"It is said that your identity and rating have caused quite a stir in the academy. Many apprentices want to catch a glimpse of the 'treasure-level genius,' and even some mentors have expressed interest in attending your classes."

Ron chuckled softly.

He understood, of course, that most of these apprentices had enrolled out of curiosity rather than genuine interest in the course content.

But this is exactly what he needs to start—to attract enough attention, then demonstrate his true teaching abilities during the trial week, and retain those students who are truly talented and eager.

Teaching is not only a source of income, but also a channel for building connections and influence.

In a place like the Crystal Spire, where extraordinary talents gather, the cultivation of talent that can influence the next generation often brings more long-term benefits than mere individual ability.

“There is one particular name on this list.”

Ailan's voice suddenly became meaningful:
"Her Highness, Saint Mary, daughter of the Tower Lord."

Ron paused, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:
"That little princess of the Crown Clan who suffers from 'Demonic Devouring' symptoms?"

"That's her."

Ailan nodded slightly: "She signed up for the trial classes of your two courses, 'Advanced Potion Theory and Practice' and 'Basic Bloodline Modulation'."

Ron pondered for a moment.

He naturally remembered the genius girl Reynolds had mentioned, as well as the promise made by the great wizard Cassandra.

Anyone who can heal Eve can choose three treasures from the Crown Clan's treasury.

“Interesting,” Ron simply commented, his face revealing no particular emotion.

But he had already begun to consider all sorts of possibilities.

"This little princess rarely appears in public before, and her sudden interest in your course is probably more than just simple curiosity."

Ailan astutely analyzed:

"Given your bloodline modulation technology and special identity, she may have come with a specific purpose."

Ron nodded, acknowledging Ailan's insight:
"In any case, this is a good opportunity to showcase my academic achievements."

He went to his study and began preparing for the upcoming trial lesson.

For Ron, this was not just a teaching assignment, but a crucial step in establishing himself at the Crystal Spire.

If you can demonstrate your true value through these courses, you can not only attract outstanding students, but also gain more attention and support from higher-ups.

As for the mysterious little princess, whatever her purpose, she will be a variable worth paying attention to.

"In the lesson preparation materials, special attention should be paid to the intersection of potion science and bloodline modulation. It will be enough to show a little of my results."

Ron said this to Ailan, while taking several relevant books from the bookshelf:

"Furthermore, we need to prepare some small-scale experiments that can be demonstrated in public, which should be impressive enough but not reveal too many core secrets."

His gaze fell on a crystal container holding a sample of Abyss mutant tissue, his expression thoughtful:

"Perhaps we can start with the adaptability and energy conversion mechanisms of abyssal creatures, which is our area of ​​expertise and also has some similarities to the symptoms of 'Demonic Devour'."

Over the next few days, Ron focused on preparing for the course while adapting to the high concentration of magic in the Crystal Spire.

Every night, he meditates for long periods under the starlight, continuously increasing the capacity and quality of his mana pool through the "Star Projection" property.

At the same time, he did not give up his research on the simulated combat device, and would take some time every day to improve the design and try out various energy cycle structures.

And so, time passed day by day, and the day of the first trial class was fast approaching.

(End of this chapter)