Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

After exchanging his "Nine Dragons Appear" for the book, Lorne changed his clothes and left the empty residence, descending the stairs one step after another.

The training of movement techniques can wait. The most important thing right now is to find a way to test whether the conjecture in my mind is feasible, and to find out the conditions for an apprentice to be promoted to a formal wizard.

Without a clear direction, you're like a headless fly, running around aimlessly, hitting walls, and taking many detours.

What is the most important aspect of wizard training? Resources.

Resources include, but are not limited to, various items that enhance one's strength; connections and information are also considered resources.

The fastest way to obtain information and make friends with wizards is through gathering places.

With this in mind, Lorne descended the spiral staircase and arrived at the teleportation array at the exit. He told the staff in charge of managing the array to teleport to the "Star River Hall".

The patterns lit up, the magic circle activated, and a familiar dizzying sensation followed.

When I came to my senses, we were already on the other side.

Leaving the platform specially built for the magic circle, Lorne pushed open the small door at the exit, where starlight flowed.

As if piercing through an invisible film of water, the coolness and silence of the night outside were instantly stripped away, and the warm, stagnant air in the Star River Hall, carrying the scent of old books and herbs, rushed towards him, making his breath catch in his throat.

Lorne squinted, taking some time to adjust.

The gate closed silently behind me, the Milky Way flowed overhead, dazzlingly bright, and the floor beneath my feet transformed into a smooth, mirror-like black jade, reflecting the boundless starry sky above.

Groups of wizards were scattered throughout this sea of ​​stars, becoming silhouettes against the night sky.

Their conversation was very dense and noisy, but in the context of the scene before us, it was like background noise from the universe, without disrupting the magnificent atmosphere in the slightest.

Lorne walked to the edge of the hall, where the potion counter was located, under the reflected starlight, and casually chose a seat.

Inside the bar was a potion-making machine, and behind it, shelves were filled with all sorts of potion-making materials. A wizard dressed as a servant was busy working around the counter.

The ingredients are taken, the fusion of the medicinal herbs in the cauldron is controlled, and then transferred to various glass cups, which are then served to the guests sitting at the bar.

They were extremely busy.

Lorne waited quietly for a moment before the bartender finally made time for him.

"Young sir, what would you like to drink?" The bartender asked with a fawning expression, handing over a parchment scroll.

By this time, Lorne had already removed the apprentice badge from his chest and put on Sodrion's ornately embroidered ceremonial robe.

The Moonlight Bag was also taken out of his bosom and hung on his waist along with the magic sword.

With his handsome, youthful face and dignified demeanor, he could easily be mistaken for a newly emerging genius wizard.

Lorne looked through the text written in some unknown language on the parchment scroll and felt a bit overwhelmed, but thankfully he could understand the prices marked at the end.

Most drinks are priced with a decimal point, and the drink listed first is the most expensive, but it's still only 0.7.

With Lorne's impressive record of three digits, he could drink until the end of time.

This made him realize once again the purchasing power of the merits he possessed, which might be something that many ordinary wizards could never accumulate in a lifetime.

"Give me one of these," Lorne said, pointing to the most expensive drink on the parchment.

"Tears of the Stars?" The bartender stood there stunned for a long time, looking the young man in front of him up and down with a slightly surprised gaze.

It seemed as if he was searching his memory, comparing it with his impressions, looking for this person.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable and even guilty under the intense gaze of others, Lorne realized he didn't have any items to block their senses.

If a wizard scans you with their mental power, they will instantly discover that you are just an "apprentice".

Although this situation is unlikely to occur, using mental perception to spy on others is a very impolite act, and it carries connotations of hatred and hostility.

This is unlikely to happen inside a wizard's tower, unless the wizards are already hostile to each other.

"You must be a newly minted Black Tower Wizard. You look unfamiliar." The bartender chuckled and got back to work.

"Yes," Lorne replied softly, glancing around at his surroundings.

The conversation of several wizards at the next table was extremely loud.

"Those turtles in the Forest of Fireflies only know how to use dirty tricks!" The wizard holding the glass was extremely indignant.

"Relax and enjoy these peaceful days," his companion advised, not wanting to continue the conversation.

"Sigh, we're both on the list for Tranquil Valley, and there are less than a few days left before we set off." The first wizard drank the pale green, clear liquid in his glass in one gulp.

"..."

Lorne initially thought they were just guys who had suffered setbacks on the battlefield and were now complaining to the Black Tower in their spare time.

But when they mentioned "tranquil canyon" and "roster," I became slightly interested and started listening intently to their next conversation...

The group continued until they took out their wizard tokens, paid the bill, and left.

Lorne then turned around with great interest, sorting through the information he had overheard.

The situation on the front lines is still far from optimistic, and the situation remains deadlocked.

As an important stronghold of the Firefly Forest, the Silent Canyon has attracted a large number of wizards from the Black Tower, who have been unable to conquer it despite their prolonged siege.

According to them, neither side has gained any substantial benefits since the war broke out between the two major forces, and both sides' leaders have considered calling for a ceasefire.

After all, war is essentially just a means to an end, a means to seek greater benefits. As long as the war continues, both sides will only continue to "lose money".

Smart people never do business that loses money.

However, the higher-ups at Black Tower still planned to take over Tranquil Canyon first to gain more important "bargaining chips" before sending envoys to Firefly Forest for negotiations.

They chatted happily, almost like close friends discussing current affairs, which left Lorne completely bewildered.

After all, he didn't even know the real reason why the two forces broke out into war. How long has it been, and he's already telling himself that the war is about to end?

It felt like a lifetime ago... Lorne was a little worried that he would soon be on the roster as well.

Apprentices are required to complete their monthly conscription, or they will be forced to serve, while full-fledged wizards are in an even worse situation, as they are required to go to the battlefield.

Every wizard is registered in the Black Tower's database, and when the combat department is in dire need of manpower, lucky wizards will be selected from among them.

As an apprentice, Lorne couldn't help but feel worried; going to the battlefield, where wizards roamed everywhere, was still too dangerous.

"Tears of the Stars".

A specially made glass was brought out, filled with a dark purple liquid, the inside of which shimmered with countless tiny silver lights.

When gently shaken, the points of light will leave brief streaks of light, like shooting stars.

This stirred up some memories for Lorne.

With a look of reminiscence, he brought the cup to his lips and drank it down in one gulp...