Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 163 The Fluffy Ones and the Apprentice
Throughout history, there have been countless bloodline-modified wizards, so Ruger wasn't the only one with hair, nor was he the only one troubled by grooming it. Of course, many others also shed hair. But the wizarding world is never short of strange people. Some people dislike it, while others like it. It's not surprising that some wizards enjoy being hairy, and some even choose the most primitive methods, spending a lot of time grooming their hair every day without using any supernatural means.

It is well known that a small group of enthusiasts are more likely to form a circle, and no matter how strange these people are, they are still wizards. When wizards with similar interests and who get along well gather together, they will produce many amazing studies. One of them, the sublimation ritual, is just an inconspicuous product.

This is the sublimation ceremony of the wool herder.

Ruger rubbed his chin, the only part of his body besides his head that he took care of. To call it taking care of it was really just scratching it a couple of times when he had nothing to do or was thinking about something.

The Ascension Ceremony of the Shepherd.

Simply put, it's about a group of wizards trying to vindicate the hair-shedding people. Perhaps one or two of them are of high rank, and concocting an ascension ritual is just something they did casually. They might just offer a few words of advice and be happy to watch a group of low-ranking wizards do whatever they want.

One of the strict requirements of the sublimation ceremony is that the fur on one's body must cover a certain area and must be naturally grown. Ruger's fur coverage area barely meets the requirements.

Moreover, this sublimation ceremony also requires a high level of spiritual strength.

These all seem to be conditions that are right for Ruger, and everything seems perfect.

However, the effect of the Ascension Ritual was not what he wanted. After countless years of development, the Ascension Ritual was no longer an auxiliary product designed only to increase the chances of advancement. Wizards endowed it with various wonderful properties, and the so-called choice was to correspond to each wizard apprentice's own path.

The Ascension Ritual for the Fur Shepherd, after overcoming numerous obstacles and requirements, results in the Ascensionist never shedding fur again. This shows that the Ascension Ritual was created by these wizards for fun. However, the wizards did not make it useless. Simply put, the Ascensionist no longer has the concept of shedding fur. The shed fur is still under the Ascensionist's control and can even be collected and attached to the body. Even if it is not attached to the body, it will continue to grow. With special bloodline modifications, some special fur has special effects and can even be used as weapons.

One example Ruger saw during the Ascension Ritual was that among this group of furry enthusiasts, there was a wizard's disciple who was a bloodline modifier of a shadow beast, with a trace of monster blood from the shadow world in his body. Under the instigation of his teacher, he used the Furry Ascension Ritual to ascend. After the successful ascension, he could at any time use specially cultivated atavistic fur to form a door to a strange shadow world.

But this is not what Luger wants. He cannot grow fur, and his body only has ordinary dog ​​fur. In fact, because of the need to avoid the curse of the kobolds, he may go further and further astray in the future, and his fur may become less and less.

However, it is a good alternative. The world of knowledge is truly amazing; it can even respond to one's doubts, Ruger thought.

Having an alternative is better than having none, and much better at that, Luger grinned happily.

In fact, ever since he had learned a little about the advancement and sublimation rituals, what he wanted was something that could purify or increase the concentration of bloodline. Since there was such a bizarre thing as the sublimation ritual for pure humans, there must be something that he, a little dog-headed man, could use. After all, he had to face the matter of the curse. He couldn't really try to find the cursed person from thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago. If that person was still alive, wouldn't that be even more terrifying?

Ruger doesn't consider himself a peerless genius, nor does he underestimate himself. Therefore, he wants to plan ahead for many things, and with each step he takes, he tries to widen the path a little so that it will be easier for him in the future. Whether he succeeds or not is another matter.

Of course, he is different from before. He will not wait for so-called perfection before taking the next step. Everything has its limits. He has abandoned his previous way of doing things. This is where the value of backup plans comes into play. He will set a deadline for himself and, depending on the circumstances, if he cannot find a suitable alternative, he will use the backup plan to get promoted. As for bloodline matters, he will find another way. Perhaps in the future, when he is covered in scales, he will still have a bunch of old hairs by his side, which is also a good experience.

The wizarding world is full of wonders, and perhaps there are ways to enhance one's bloodline using hair.

Luger gently stroked the black book and once again used the Divine Artifact Technique.

He once again entered a dark place, this time to try and access the new meditation runes he was about to encounter. Mastering these new runes would allow him to advance to the fifth level of wizard apprenticeship, and the Artifacts spell would undoubtedly help him master these new, adorable faces more quickly.

Runes leaped and appeared before him.

Ruger noticed that as long as he focused his efforts, he could still find a trace of gold in this darkness, after all, this book was a product of the aura of the world of knowledge.

The new runes are indeed a bit more complex than the previous ones.

Ruger began to sense that this was different from before. He saw the way the runes interacted with each other, and those guys seemed to have really come to life, as if they were communicating silently. But it was still a little bit less than communication. Perhaps if the Divine Art was further developed, it would be better.

He began to sketch the first rune he wanted to master in his mental space with a deeper understanding.

It's important to understand that this isn't a spell specifically for learning knowledge. Rather, it helps the caster to see and observe things from more perspectives. How to truly understand and grasp what one sees is still up to oneself. Even when seeing the same thing, everyone's thinking will be different.

Luger opened his eyes with delight, touched his stomach, and using his stomach as a timer, he had mastered a new rune in about two days, and his mental strength had also been trained.

“Lord Ruger, you are the only wizarding apprentice I have ever met who was constantly smiling from the beginning to the end of meditation. I could sense that you seemed very happy,” Green said from the side.

"Well, what exactly is this?" Rugnu gestured with his lip, pointing to the exaggeratedly large book in Green's hand.

The even more haggard-looking trainee seeker sighed deeply upon hearing this.

“You would never guess that this is not some extraordinary treasure. It’s just a ritual implement used by Blood Fortress to worship their ancestors. It was made from a tree that was first discovered in the Black Prison. It is said that the tree absorbed the blood of their ancestors. There were three of them, and this wizard stole them all,” Green said.

This was the first time the two of them had a chance to chat after Green learned the law.

Green rubbed his forehead and said, "So, if you also learn the Divine Art, you should get a copy as well."

Upon hearing this, Ruger recalled the dangers he had encountered before, and the many things he had seen through the magic of divine objects. This bald old wizard was probably trying to find clues to some kind of magic or supernatural knowledge through this book, or perhaps simply seeking some information that was important to him.

Thinking of this, Ruger got up, propped himself up on his knees, and walked toward the old wizard. Since it was this kind of thing, it was better to deal with it as soon as possible. If it could be completed smoothly, he could leave this place sooner.

Looking haggard, Green sat cross-legged on the ground. Noticing Ruger's movements, he looked up and opened his mouth in surprise while still holding the book.

(End of this chapter)