Ancient Wizards: A Little Progress Every Day

"I've already said this is the price. Take it or leave it. There are plenty of college wizards in town who want to rent houses right now. If you can't afford it, get out of here."

A male wizard, who appeared to be at the level of a second-level apprentice, waved his hand impatiently.

"I've seen plenty of academy wizards like you. These days, towns are full of guys like you who have no real skills but love to show off."

The man looked disgusted and dismissive.

As he spoke, the man increasingly felt that the atmosphere around him was off...

They became so solemn that they began to have difficulty breathing, until their faces turned red and they were panting heavily.

Dargo's eyes gleamed slightly, his expression cold, and he exuded a powerful aura as he said, "I don't care what your impression of other academy wizards is, but I expect you to learn to be polite to me."

The man's face turned deathly pale, and he looked at him with terror in his eyes. Suddenly, he knelt down on the ground and began kissing Dago's deerskin shoes repeatedly.

Dago didn't speak, but looked down at the man expressionlessly.

As the man's disordered and rapid breathing grew, the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive. Just as the man was about to lose consciousness, Dago released the pressure of his mental energy on the air.

The man finally took deep breaths of fresh air, looked up at the sky, covered his face, and cried. He had never felt that the world was so beautiful.

Dago turned and walked straight outside, saying, "Next time, learn to treat guests politely."

Back on the street, watching the passersby coming and going, I felt a mix of emotions.

This world is a place of suffering for the weak, but unrestrained power is also destined for destruction.

The sudden surge of anger drove him to want to crush the man's head.

Fortunately, he held back; killing one another was forbidden among wizards in the town.

Once discovered, they will be wanted by the authorities, and might end up as a black-robed wizard.

"I still need to calm down mentally, but I wasn't born an evil person in either my past or present lives!"

Dago exhaled a breath of stale air, thinking to himself that something was amiss, but he didn't take it to heart.

Time flew by, and it was already afternoon. He ate something casually in the residential area and then returned to the wizard's inn.

There he met a dejected Serena, and the two of them went to the tea room and found an empty seat.

D'Ago was the first to ask: "What's the situation?"

"I've been hitting walls everywhere," Serena said softly, her head down, not daring to look at Dago.

"It's okay, I'm the same way, it's a normal thing."

"Any progress on the moonflower issue?"

"Lord Dago has mastered the cultivation techniques for moonflowers; all that's missing is a suitable location before we can begin planting them."

"Just call me Dago, that's a good thing. From now on, you can plant the moonflowers and I'll refine the spirit potions. Then magic stones will keep flowing into our pockets."

At this point, Serena looked up and smiled at Dago, both of them imagining a mountain of magic stones.

"The most important task for a wizard during the apprenticeship stage is to accumulate spiritual power. I still have a long way to go before I am qualified to challenge the realm of a formal wizard."

Dago thought for a moment and, according to his original plan, would enter the town and then go to the academy to continue his studies in wizardry.

But now that the academy has banned entry, the plans have been disrupted, and the only option left is to stay in town.

Let's stay at the wizard's inn for now and see what happens after the academy opens.

As night fell, the glass oil lamp emitted a soft, bright light, and Dago sat at the table in his room, writing something down.

Dago is analyzing and reviewing his previous battles, identifying areas for improvement.

These wizard battles, though seemingly uneventful, actually had significant problems.

One of the most significant issues is the lack of control measures. D'Ago's record, which made him frown, shows that he is already severely over-resourced on the offensive end.

He has almost no control skills, and his several kills of the black-robed man relied on the super-powerful damage of the Ice Crystal Cannon and the unexpected timing of its attack.

Dargo's fighting style might still be effective against wizards who use turret-style attacks.

However, if facing a speed-type or shield-type wizard, once you lose the initiative, it will be difficult to regain the advantage.

"Control skills are an essential component of any well-developed combat system."

"Only by effectively restricting the opponent's movements can the accuracy of sorcery be maximized."

Dago thought about it and wrote it down on paper. For now, continuing to improve his ice magic was the best option.

He stroked his chin, pondering various development ideas for ice-based magic.

After a while, he thought of another aspect: defensive magic. He currently had two defensive methods.

One is the protective shield of the protective ring, and the other is the ice element armor of the Resonance spell.

The protective ring provides a mid-range energy shield, while the ice armor offers close-range physical and magical defense.

Dago scratched his head, considering whether he should specifically learn a defensive spell.

Then I thought about it and decided against it; there really aren't many people who learn defensive spells during their apprenticeship.

Because the defensive spells of the apprentice level are generally very fragile, they can't withstand more than two hits from spells of the same level before they have to be recast, wasting their already precious mental energy.

Rather than passively taking a beating to death, it's better to kill the opponent directly.

"After defense, it's time to focus on recovery and buffs."

Dago started a new record, remembering his battle against the last senior apprentice, the black-robed wizard.

If it weren't for the last of his self-made silver-white spiritual potion, he might have died.

It played a miraculous role in turning the tide at the last moment.

There are still many potions that can be used for impromptu bursts of power in battles between wizards.

Especially during the apprenticeship stage, when mental energy is already insufficient, whoever possesses a super-powerful mental recovery potion is essentially given an extra life.

Therefore, he and Serena were able to mass-produce Dago's psychoactive potions, which would allow them to monopolize the wizarding market.

There's no doubt about that; after all, I've drunk it several times myself, and the effects are phenomenal.

Oh, by the way, Dago even went so far as to name this unique psychoactive drug Dago's Psychoactive Drug, since he was the one who discovered it.

The remaining supplies include healing potions, antidotes, and stamina potions, which will need to be replenished at the academy square.

In the end, Dago realized that no matter what aspect of the plan, it couldn't avoid the most crucial thing—the magic stone.

He currently has too few magic stones; aside from the patrol team's public property, he only has eight low-level magic stones.

"Take your time, you'll get the magic stones eventually."

Dago reassured himself, then took out the storage pouch.

The fastest way to obtain magic stones right now is to open the storage bag you have.

So he began to use his mental energy to reach into the pocket and erase the previous owner's mental energy account.

About an hour later, Dago's mental energy was exhausted, and a needle-like pain in his head warned him.

Rubbing his temples, Dago began practicing meditation again, refining the mental fog and converting it into mental power.

He worked like this for several hours until he was exhausted and finally lay down on his soft, comfortable bed and fell fast asleep.