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

After saying goodbye to Euryn, Lorne had no intention of issuing the commission and left the Star River Hall directly through the side door.

The information that the apprentice was granted formal wizard status could not have been leaked from him, so the only remaining candidate was Minister of Law Enforcement, Colón.

As for the purpose, Lorne couldn't figure it out for the time being.

The small door closed, along with the endless clamor.

"District 17." Just after reporting the teleportation location to the staff in charge of managing the teleportation array, a mental message came through the wizard token.

strange?

I didn't post a commission, could it be Euryn?

Lorne took out the wizard token with some doubt and used his mental energy to examine it.

It's an unfamiliar message.

"Bring this spiritual imprint to the Department of Law Enforcement." — Cologne

The message carries a spiritual imprint.

Cologne...

Lorne frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart. He couldn't help but recall what the Minister of Law Enforcement had told him a few days ago: "Enjoy your peaceful days, you deserve it."

With the news of the apprentices being granted official wizard status spreading throughout the wizarding tower, something is bound to happen.

"Change it to the Law Enforcement Department."

Regardless of its implications, at least he needed to know what would happen soon in order to have a chance to prepare, so Lorne changed course and headed to the Department of Law Enforcement.

The teleportation array activated, and the patterns on the ground shone brightly...

...

Law Enforcement Department.

With the temporary mental imprint within the wizard's token, Lorne moved freely and easily through this cold, lifeless department.

Following the directions of the staff, we arrived at a dark silver metal gate with a black sun emblem on it.

"Lord Cologne." The guide pushed open the door and went in ahead of time to report.

"..."

"Let him in." Cologne's somewhat hoarse voice could be faintly heard from inside.

"You can go in now," the guide said respectfully to Lorne as he came out.

This feeling is somewhat familiar...

No, I didn't do anything wrong.

"Phew." Lorne composed himself and walked in somewhat nervously.

The room felt very oppressive.

It wasn't very spacious; there was a huge map on the wall, made of shadow energy, constantly devouring the light.

The curtains were a heavy gray, like a curtain that would never fall, with a faint light filtering through the gaps.

A chill seemed to seep out from the ground and deep within the walls at any moment, a lingering, damp cold, making the air thick and viscous like liquid.

A middle-aged man sat in the center chair with his back to the light, constantly manipulating the spiritual energy messages that had condensed into a light screen.

The dim light faintly illuminated his short stubble, and his eyes, gleaming with a faint light, were fixed on Lorne as he stepped into the room, like a hunter eyeing his prey.

"They arrived quite quickly."

"Lord Cologne." Feeling a chill run down Lorne's spine as he was stared at by those eyes, he immediately lowered his head.

"Don't be nervous. I just called you here to give you some instructions, which I forgot to tell you last time," the middle-aged man hidden in the shadows said in an extremely relaxed tone.

Lorne was completely unconvinced and dared not let his guard down.

It was impossible to deduce Cologne's purpose; the information available at most indicated that Cologne had disseminated the information that "apprentices have been granted official wizard status."

But what is the purpose?

The Minister of Law Enforcement, who can easily see through my true nature, probably wouldn't be interested in the achievements I've made.

There are indeed many among low-level wizards, but for a big shot like Cologne, they should be insignificant.

Unable to guess the other party's thoughts for the time being, Lorne could only choose to improvise, saying, "Please speak."

"That's how it is." Cologne slowly rose from his seat. "Due to the special circumstances at present, as you know, the Forest of Fireflies and the Tower of the Black Sun are currently in a hostile relationship."

"Hmm." Lorne nodded, naturally knowing what was going on, and adopted a respectful posture, waiting for Cologne to continue.

"Therefore, every non-official wizard in the Black Tower needs to lead a mission every month, and you are no exception."

"Recruit apprentices within the Wizard Tower and lead them to complete wartime missions issued by the Black Tower."

Lorne felt completely at ease completing a summons; he was simply a team wizard, leading the apprentices who responded to the summons to complete the corresponding tasks.

This means there's a problem: identity will be exposed!

It is now common knowledge that an apprentice in the Wizarding Tower has been granted the status of a full wizard, and the situation is probably even more pronounced in the apprentice area.

If one's mental energy fluctuations are exposed while performing a mission, they will be instantly detected by the apprentices and spread.

When the time comes, the low-level wizards inside the Black Tower will surely learn of this news, and if they cannot demonstrate the strength commensurate with it, there will be no shortage of greedy individuals among them.

The troubles will never end.

Fortunately, my main means of attack is martial arts, so as long as I don't actively release mental energy fluctuations, I won't be detected...

"Lord Cologne, may I ask what time it is?" Lorne needed accurate information to make adequate preparations.

"Twenty days later," Cologne gave a precise timeframe. "Newly appointed full-fledged wizards will not have this responsibility until the second month."

"In the remaining days, we should make good preparations and learn relevant team leadership skills."

"Yes, Lord Cologne." Lorne breathed a slight sigh of relief, thankful that he still had twenty days to make preparations.

It's not a very long time, but at least there's still time to deal with it.

One thing that worried him was the difficulty of the mission.

If I were to encounter a mission like this—to investigate the Wall Manor—it would be questionable whether I could survive, given my current strength, which is roughly equivalent to a level three apprentice.

"You can ask any questions now." Cologne tidied up his messy workbench slightly.

"In what form do wizards accept quests?" This is what Lorne is considering.

If it's like being drafted and having to choose from a multitude of tasks, at least you have the power to choose actively. But if you're forced to choose passively, your life and death are completely in the hands of others.

"It will be randomly distributed by the Black Tower," Cologne replied.

Seemingly noticing Lorne's concerns, he added, "It will be issued according to the wizard's own strength and circumstances."

"One thing to note is that you cannot refuse the task you receive. You must lead the team to complete it within the specified time. You can choose to switch with someone else, provided that both parties agree."

"There are no restrictions on members; even formal wizards can join. It all depends on one's ability to attract followers."

"I will send all the relevant details to your wizard token via a mental message later. Please check your inbox."

"Yes, Lord Cologne."

After a solemn farewell to Cologne, Lorne left the room and, with the help of the guides who had been waiting outside, headed towards the teleportation array.