Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

After a long while, with the combined infusion of external magic and his own synthesized magic, the magic pool in Hughes's magic pool became full of magic once again.

Even so, he absorbed the magic for a full five hours, which is why he chose to live in the Upper City, where the surrounding environment was more magically rich.

"..."

In the afternoon, as the rune array beneath him dimmed and the flow of magic into him slowed, Hughes finally regained his full magic power and slowly opened his eyes.

He stood up, raised his right hand slightly, and an incredibly solid ball of purple energy instantly appeared in his hand.

"Buzzing..."

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Hughes' eyes as he watched the pure magic surging in his palm.

The next moment, the magic trembled rapidly and transformed into a large piece of demonic ice crystal in the blink of an eye.

"Click—"

The magic pool constructed when one is promoted to a full wizard is the upper limit of magic power. Therefore, after being promoted to a half-pool wizard, his upper limit of magic power did not increase.

However, with the support of the Half Pool System, his mana regeneration speed was significantly improved.

This rune system operates automatically; even in the midst of intense battle, it can quickly replenish his mana pool as long as it is half empty.

More importantly, with the guarantee of this half-pool of magic power, he can unleash the demonic elements more freely without worrying about being unable to replenish his magic power in time due to its rapid depletion.

It is even said that once they reach the full pool level, elemental wizards use only enchanted elements and completely disdain using ordinary elements.

"..."

After tidying up briefly, Hughes slowly walked out the door.

His promotion did not cause a stir among his neighbors, after all, not to mention that each house in the upper town was far apart.

Even important figures living in the upper district will take measures to isolate their residences in order to protect their privacy.

For example, to the right of his residence, there is a dense forest that was forcibly created by witchcraft.

Everyone has their own experiments to do, so naturally they won't meddle in other people's business.

However, Hughes knew in his heart that he had made quite a commotion just now, and the surrounding magic concentration had not yet fully recovered.

Even in that dense forest created by witchcraft, he could see many branches withering and decaying.

Therefore, he guessed that his neighbor probably knew that the resident here, "Mr. Poison Demon," had been promoted, and would probably send some congratulatory gifts.

Of course, they might also come to demand compensation.

With that in mind, he ordered Mr. Poison Demon to close the doors and windows. Then he disguised himself, put on a mask, and headed to the market in the upper city.

He needs a reliable sorcerer to forge a custom-made suit of armor for Nyster.

(Hmm, after thinking about it, it seems that being a sorcerer is still a good option, because sorcerer's tools are not only made by casting, but also by sewing and such.)

(I'll either revise the preceding text or leave it as is and see what other readers think.)

"Buzz..."

Soon, evening arrived, and Hughes returned to the mansion via the teleportation point.

He commissioned a dwarven craftsman who ran a crafts shop in the upper town to forge a suit of heavy armor specifically for Nyster.

Upon returning to the mansion, seeing that everything had settled down, Hughes immediately prepared to meditate and consolidate his consciousness.

However, just as he finished tidying up and was about to close his eyes to meditate, a faint blue light inadvertently emanated from the storage bag at his waist.

"Huh? What's going on?"

After noticing something amiss, Hughes opened his storage bag and discovered that the source of the blue light was his own coral badge.

"It seems there's been a resolution regarding Vaka's matter..."

Hughes muttered to himself, his eyes darkening slightly.

"If it's not Vaka, then it must be Netil."

This had never happened before with the badge, and given that the only person he knew in the Coral Oath was Vakka, who was likely already dead, he immediately knew who had sent the message.

"Buzz..."

As expected, after Hughes infused his mental energy into it, Netil's voice came from within:

"Hughes Craig, I know everything you've done... Very well, it seems you have no regard for the friendship you had with Vaca."

Upon hearing this, Hughes immediately understood. It seemed that his every move had indeed been under Netil's surveillance.

On the other side, the Coral Badge continued to emit Netil's voice:

"And you are probably aware of the current situation of our branch. Now that Wakka has left, his position as the key administrator is now vacant."

"Therefore, we have decided that you will take over Vakka's position and become the key keeper of our Coral Oath."

"call out……"

After saying that, the communication runes on the badge instantly disappeared.

"..."

On the other side, Hughes stared at the coral emblem, its luster now dimmed, and his brows furrowed suddenly.

"Key administrator..."

He read those five words aloud, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger.

He was naturally aware of this position, after all, it was through this position that Vaka obtained three parts of the mermaid symbol blood from the treasure vault of the Coral Oath.

Without a doubt, this is an extremely important position, and the corresponding compensation will be very generous.

However, Hughes did not believe that Netil was valuing him.

On the contrary, he immediately realized that from the moment he began to interact with Vaka, Netil would not ignore him.

Even though Wakka is already dead.

Moreover, perhaps because of the unknown entanglements between Vaka and Nettil, the other party has already considered bringing him into Moxia.

Thinking of this, Hughes felt a sudden tightness in his heart.

He walked to the window, hoping to ease his mind, but as he looked at the gloomy sky over the upper city, his inner turmoil deepened.

"What exactly is going on between them?"

Hughes was completely baffled by this, but he had already quietly made a decision in his heart.

"..."

The next day, after packing up, Hughes teleported back to his dormitory at the academy.

The next moment, his figure flashed again, and he was teleported to the vicinity of the underwater ruins.

He gazed at the distant underwater ruins, and whether it was his imagination or not, the giant corals covering them seemed even larger...

Soon, Hughes arrived in the hall.

Inside the hall, there were still all sorts of members doing their own things, but Wakka was nowhere to be seen.

He looked toward the corner where the other person usually sat, but it was now empty, and even the chair the other person usually sat in had been removed.

From the conversations of those around him, he also learned of the "ending" that Netil had arranged for him:

Wakka seems to have found a way to break the curse and has traveled to the outskirts of Maransel.