A fantastical journey across the heavens, beginning with the Witcher.

Chapter 77 Wigofferts

The oak door to the principal's office was casually closed, the heavy door panel shutting out the noise from outside, and the atmosphere inside became somewhat somber for a moment.

Principal Philip, leaning on his cane, slowly made his way to the oak desk and sat down. He rested his elbows on the desk, crossed his hands to support his chin, and frowned slightly, looking as if he was about to hold someone accountable, but his expression was not very serious.

"You two certainly know how to give me trouble." The principal tapped the table lightly with his fingertips. "Tell me, who's the mastermind?"

Elena had gotten into trouble in order to help him, so Li De naturally couldn't hide behind her like a coward and took the initiative to take responsibility.

"I heard that the former principal was a very good warlock who left behind a lot of valuable manuscripts. I happened to get a warlock's notebook, but I couldn't understand a lot of the things. So I was thinking if I could borrow the former principal's manuscripts to learn something from them."

"Don't change the subject. I already knew about the manuscript; I'm asking about the lock-picking incident. Whose idea was it?"

Elena, with her head down, quickly looked up and defended herself before Li De could react.

"It has nothing to do with him. It's something I have to do myself. Since you won't lend me the money, I have to figure it out myself. It's all my own idea."

Under her grandfather's gaze, the girl's voice grew softer and softer, and she shrank back into herself.

"Who taught you lock picking?"

Elena, however, refused to name her "accomplices".

Even if she didn't say it, Philip could guess that it must have been that kid Sal who helped. The city guards run the prison, which is full of "special talents," so making a few lock-picking tools would be a piece of cake for them.

Seeing his granddaughter too embarrassed to speak, the principal stopped pressing for answers, rubbed his temples, and relented.

"Alright, alright, stop standing there."

He pointed to the west bookshelf, "The manuscript is in the oak box below. You are not allowed to take it out of the office. Read it here, and put it back when you are done."

Elena looked up with a face full of surprise, gesturing to Li De to go and see for himself, while she fawned over her grandfather, rubbing his shoulders and back and saying nice things.

Li De strode to the west bookshelf, took down the heavy oak box, and happily opened the lid.

The sorcerer's manuscripts contain invaluable knowledge, and in this age where knowledge is priceless, many sorcerers value them more than their own lives.

A dozen notebooks, plus a large number of scattered manuscripts, would be a huge undertaking to read through them all.

Li De quickly skimmed through the documents, discarding the obscure experimental records and wild ideas, and focusing on reading the proven theories and spellcasting techniques.

"An Experimental Concept for Cultivating Xenobiotic Organs Using Gemstones as Raw Materials: The Eye of the Gemstone"

The elimination method is indeed very useful, but the process is too complicated, making it useless for Li De, who can only use simple hand seals.

Experiments on fixed-inscription spell loops and instant casting without preparation

Excluded, this method has been proven to cause irreversible damage to the human body. Although it can complete instant casting, the number of inscriptions is limited, it is picky about spell circuits, and each casting will cause damage to the caster.

These manuscripts did broaden his horizons considerably, but that was all; they offered no practical application whatsoever.

More and more books were set aside, and soon only an old notebook remained, stored away at the bottom of a drawer.

Li De resignedly picked up the notebook and carefully began to read it.

The surprise came so quickly; the contents of the first page of the notebook sent a shiver down his spine.

Nested Spell Circuits—Practice for Enhancing Spell Power

He immersed himself completely in the manuscript and soon couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Genius!"

He had already grasped the former principal's core thinking:

Spell circuits are essentially energy conversions, inputting magic and outputting spells. By bridging key magic nodes, multiple spell circuits can be connected together, significantly increasing magic consumption to enhance the core effect of the spell.

This is a purely technically impressive piece, revealing the author's arrogance between the lines. Just look at this passage.

"In my opinion, a sorcerer's talent can be divided into three levels."

One layer consists of puppets of magic, who only know how to memorize spell incantations and replicate predetermined loops, but do not know the specific principles behind them.

The second level consists of users of magic who understand the laws governing the operation of magic and are well-versed in the core logic of magic.

They can adapt their spellcasting methods to different situations, optimize mana consumption, avoid redundant losses, and further refine their own unique style and casting habits based on existing spells.

But that's all; they remain trapped within the framework set by their predecessors, following the rules blindly.

The third level is the master of magic, who deciphers the source of magic power, understands the essence of magic, and is not bound by incantations, gestures, or predetermined paths.

The first two are nothing more than beggars, scavenging scraps left by their predecessors to fill their stomachs. One level of talent allows them to swallow food whole, while the second level shows some skill in cooking.

Only those with three levels of talent can be considered true spellcasters, using the pots and pans of their predecessors to cook their own meals.

Clearly, this former principal belittled the vast majority of spellcasters to the point of worthlessness.

Li De was dismayed to discover that he seemed to be on the first level.

But can we blame him? It's because no one taught him!

Those sorcerers all looked down on you, as if they could look down on you with their noses in the air. No matter how kind and friendly they were to you on ordinary days, as soon as it came to magical knowledge, they would act superior and say things like, "You're just a witcher, a mediocre person. You wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."

As time went by, he himself forgot about it.

"I'll have Olivia teach me when I get back!"

He calmed down and carefully studied the manuscript word by word. The manuscript was extremely detailed, with everything from loop construction and magic control to practical pitfalls clearly marked, and there were also many practical examples.

As the sky outside the window grew darker, Li De became increasingly engrossed in what he saw.

[Mastered Spell Mastery Structure - Nesting]

[By embedding the magic circuit, the core effects of the sign are precisely enhanced.]

[Enhanced Sign Effects: Aard (significantly increased impact), Igni (significantly increased flame temperature), Quen (significantly increased defense level), Axii (significantly increased hypnotic effect), Yard (significantly increased enemy weakening effect), Expro (significantly enhanced crushing effect)]

The familiar system notification sound rang out, and Li De's eyes lit up.

The basic values ​​on the panel remained unchanged, but he clearly felt that he had opened a completely new door.

He turned to look to the side, where Elena had fallen asleep on the small table beside the desk.

Her pretty face was softly pressed against her arm, her long eyelashes were long and thick, and they trembled slightly from time to time, as if she was having a sweet dream. She was also wearing the principal's dark coat.

Meanwhile, Principal Philip sat under the warm glow of the magic lamp, his head down as he processed the academy's documents, the pen swishing across the paper, pausing occasionally to sign and stamp them.

Li De felt somewhat ashamed. He hadn't expected the manuscript left by the former principal to be so valuable. If he had known, he would have come to request it himself instead of letting Elena go first and reaping the benefits himself.

In Principal Philip's eyes, he probably thought he was the kind of money-grubbing scumbag who tricked young girls into stealing money from their families to support his "eating, drinking and having fun".

Li De carefully organized all the manuscripts and notes, neatly stacked them back into the oak box, moved the box back to its original position, and then approached the principal's desk with a slightly hurried demeanor.

With the light blocked, Philip took off his reading glasses.

"Finished watching?"

"I've finished reading it, and it was a great help to me. Thank you for your help."

"Thank my granddaughter. Do you know how high the former principal's reputation was in the academic world of the North? Even the royal sorcerers of Redania asked me for his manuscripts, but I didn't give them to them. You are the first person to see them."

Philip's voice was irritable.

Li De gave an awkward laugh: "I wonder who the former principal is?"

Wigofferts.

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