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

The formal wizard standing before the platform showed utmost respect upon hearing Katarina's name.

"Lady Katarina is handling some matters." The wizard took out a transparent crystal ball:

"If you have anything to say, I will write it down and pass it on to Lady Katarina."

Theodore took the crystal ball, which shone brightly, and began recording.

"Lady Katarina, with your help, I am now a third-level wizard apprentice..."

"..."

Without any pleasantries or unnecessary words, Theodore stated directly that he wanted to become the other party's student and was willing to take on any challenges and meet all the conditions.

After all the content was recorded, the crystal ball was returned to its rightful owner.

The wizard before the platform looked at Theodore with surprise, then involuntarily became respectful: "Is there anything else?"

Theodore lowered his head and thought for a moment: "No."

Judging from the wizard's reaction, Katarina holds a very high position within the Black Tower...

If Theodore really became her student, she would never have to worry about that curly-haired boy again.

Lorne felt very gratified.

There are many positions within the Wizard Tower, but each position has a clear division of authority and a strict hierarchy, with varying levels of power and influence.

Like the two security guards in the apprentice hall before, now the official wizards in the Great Circus are also the supervisors responsible for investigating the phosphorescent beetle attack.

Their status is relatively low, and they are responsible for most of the matters concerning wizard apprentices.

At the same time, their strength is not very high, and most of them are just barely at the level of formal wizards.

"Lorne, let's go back to the apprentice area."

With Katarina absent, the apprenticeship registration complete, and no clues about the attack to provide to the overseer, there's no need to stay in the Wizard's Tower any longer.

"Hmm." Lorne also wanted to go back and hone his Heavenly River True Qi.

As the two descended the steps and were about to reach the teleportation array in the center of the grand hall, a roar suddenly rose up and echoed throughout the vast space.

"Are you kidding me!"

"What the hell...?"

"open..."

The echoes came in waves, growing weaker and weaker.

Who dares to act so recklessly inside the Wizard's Tower?

The same question arose in the minds of Lorne and Theodore.

It should be noted that there are more than a dozen formal wizards in the Great Hall alone.

Driven by curiosity, the two moved closer to the source of the sound.

The situation occurred at the edge of the hall, in front of another black stone platform.

The wizard behind the platform looked embarrassed and hurriedly tried to appease him, "Count Reno, please don't be angry. The overseers are currently handling this..."

The one questioning the wizard was an elderly nobleman, accompanied by three servants, who looked menacing.

The man named Count Reno had a wrinkled face and was very angry, his withered fingers resting on a snake-headed cane.

"Deal with it? It's been three whole days!" Count Reno slammed his cane down hard.

More and more apprentices gathered to watch, and the wizards in front of the platform began using the Black Sun Badge's communication function, a feature only qualified wizards possess.

The current situation is beyond the control of a single guide.

At this point, Lorne's interest waned, and he urged Theodore to leave.

If a wizard of a slightly higher rank were to arrive, this count would probably be speechless.

If this count, a mere mortal, were outside the Black Tower, his arrogance would surely have him riddled with bullets by the lowest-ranking wizards.

Inside the Wizard Tower, the wizards responsible for guiding the procession seemed to have some concerns and paid great attention to their duties.

"Let's go." Theodore glanced at the scene again before leaving.

As the commotion subsided and the two walked a short distance away, another complaint came from behind them.

"I haven't heard from my son since; it's been almost two months since we last corresponded!"

Lorne paused, turning around in surprise.

"What's wrong, Lorne?" Theodore looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Lorne hurried back and carefully examined Count Renault.

His wrinkled face held a mixture of authority, anger, and... a hint of familiarity.

He's already buried, yet he can still cause me trouble... Lorne's heart sank to the bottom.

Count Renault's identity is self-evident: Rudolf's father!

A short while later, a wizard dressed in a silk robe arrived at the scene through the teleportation array in the center of the hall.

"My Lord Regulator." The wizard in front of the platform greeted him politely, handing over the troublesome matter to the Regulator.

When faced with the regulators, Count Reynolds' earlier 'blame' vanished instantly.

He first bowed politely, then calmly inquired, "My lord, is there any news of my son, Rudolph?"

Lorne's last bit of luck shattered.

He never imagined that a touching father-son relationship could be staged in this world.

Big trouble is coming...

"I understand Earl Reynolds' anxiety, but you must understand that some things cannot be accomplished overnight," the regulator calmly replied.

"Besides, you're not the only one who's anxious; it will take time to find out everything."

"Not worried?" Count Renault smirked. "There hasn't been a single word all day. If we don't hurry, Dorf might already be buried alive!"

Lorne scratched his nose guiltily and turned his gaze to the hunter, awaiting his answer.

"Your son isn't the only one who's missing." The regulator was already getting annoyed.

"According to my current investigation, your son Rudolf and one of our apprentices went deep into the resource area about two weeks ago and their whereabouts are still unknown."

"Our apprentice is dead, and even the last trace of his spiritual energy stored within the wizard's tower has completely dissipated..."

You're not the only one who suffered losses, so where do you get the audacity to demand an explanation?

"Moreover, our guides made it clear from the beginning that there are many threats inside the resource zone, and mortals who die there are not investigated for the reasons."

"If you're so worried, shouldn't you have never sent him to the Black Sun Tower in the first place?"

The regulator's words left Count Reno speechless, and after a moment of dizziness, he lost his balance.

The attendant beside him quickly helped the elderly man, who was over fifty years old, to his feet.

"But don't worry." The regulator became polite again: "I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. It not only concerns your son, but also an apprentice."

I will let you know when I have any news.

"Hmm..." Count Renault seemed to have aged a few years, his fierce aura fading, and he leaned weakly on his snake-headed cane.

Lorne listened quietly to the entire conversation with a cold expression.

The bodies of Rudolf and the others were buried in the folded space, and the chances of them being discovered were extremely slim.

But no one can guarantee that regulators don't have the means to track down the Elf settlement.

Just thinking about the Kenlar elves inside...

Lorne's blood surged, and he clenched his fists inwardly.