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Chapter 161 Taking it personally

"We can't just sit here and wait doing nothing, can we?" another bald wizard shouted.

Clearly, the bald wizard supported the witch Linda's suggestion.

The bald wizard continued loudly, "If the location method within the Norman Secret Realm cannot be resolved in a short time, what will happen to the more than one thousand wizard apprentices from our three major academies within the realm?"

"Are we just going to stand by and watch them be surrounded and wiped out by the Spider Knights?"

These powerful words immediately resonated with most of the wizards present.

Many people nodded in approval.

After all, they all had disciples who were trapped in the Norman Secret Realm because of this sudden incident.

Some wizards received requests for help from their friends, saying that one of their most valued disciples was trapped in the Norman Secret Realm and asking for a way to rescue him as soon as possible.

Seeing that many wizards nodded in agreement, the bald wizard's momentum grew even stronger.

Just as he was about to say something more, another tall wizard stood up and said only one sentence:

"If we were to send these one hundred top-tier level three wizard apprentices into the Norman Secret Realm to fight the Spider Knights, and suffer heavy losses, who would bear the responsibility?"

Immediately, all the wizards present fell silent!

Many wizards turned their gaze to the Grand Wizard Graf, who sat at the head of the meeting seats.

Such a crucial decision can only be made by a second-level wizard; no one else present can make it.

After going around in circles and coming full circle, even the great wizard Graf couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache.

The situation within the Norman Secret Realm is currently unclear. If we rashly send the hundred top-tier level three wizard apprentices we have gathered into the Secret Realm for rescue, it would be risky.

This decision also put him under immense pressure.

Top-tier level three wizard apprentices are not cheap; they are almost all core elites from various academies and future wizarding seeds.

So even though this is the third meeting at the outpost, it seems that no consensus has been reached yet.

A moment of silence fell over the conference hall!

In the deathly quiet hall, a fully-fledged wizard from the Gurus Academy suddenly broke the silence, saying:

"I do have a rare sorcery item here called the [Offsetting Magnet]. Its original purpose was to deflect attacks from metal weapons because it is rich in magnetism."

This immediately surprised everyone. Was it related to the current topic of discussion?

Just as a wizard was about to interrupt, he saw the other person pull out two pale blue, pebble-shaped stones from his pocket and continue:

"But I just remembered that there's another rather useless peculiarity about the [Offset Magnet]: both of these [Offset Magnets] come from the same source ore."

"Therefore, they will sense each other's location. When each person holds a piece, as long as they are not too far apart, they can determine the other's direction."

Upon hearing this, the wizards present, all being astute individuals, instantly understood what the other party meant.

Wouldn't that solve the location problem within the Norman Secret Realm?

The quantity is simply too small!

"Therefore, Your Excellency Archmage Graf, would you consider selecting two highly capable and well-coordinated Level 3 wizard apprentices, each wielding one? Then, upon entering the Norman Secret Realm, the two of them can use the mutual guidance of the two [Offset Magnets] to reunite as quickly as possible."

"After reuniting, their chances of survival will greatly increase thanks to their cooperation."

The speech by the wizard from Gurus Academy caught the attention of many wizards present.

Right, why didn't I think of that before? They really don't have any magical tools or artifacts specifically designed for location or sensing.

However, some witchcraft tools or artifacts have the added function of positioning.

This immediately opened up a new avenue of thought for the wizards present.

They all began racking their brains to figure out which of their magical tools and artifacts possessed a unique characteristic or ability similar to the [deflecting magnet].

Upon hearing these words from the wizard from the Gurus Academy, Graf's brow immediately relaxed, and his expression softened considerably.

Yes, with so many wizards present, they should be able to gather a few more of these witchcraft props or artifacts.

Perhaps the three academies are not yet able to locate and contact hundreds of Spider Knights like the Night Elves.

But they could at least try to locate or connect several people using some kind of witchcraft tool or artifact.

Then, from the current hundred top-tier level three wizard apprentices, I will select the strongest apprentice who has reached the limit level, and have them enter the Norman Secret Realm with this kind of witchcraft prop or artifact.

With the chances of these people surviving greatly increased, the trapped apprentices will know that the various academies have not given up on the rescue, which will surely boost their morale!

This would allow them to organize a significant number of wizard apprentices within the secret realm and confront the Spider Knights head-on.

In this way, not only can the rescue be successful, but they might even be able to turn the tide and severely damage the Spider Knights!

Thinking of this, a slight smile finally appeared on the usually serious face of Archmage Graf.

At this moment, a wizard from the Ignis school also spoke up: "Graf the Wizard, I have a low-level magical artifact called the Mystermantor Orb. There are five orbs in total, and the raw material for its creation comes from five pearls inside a giant clam."

The original effect of the Mysterman Tor Orbs was to enhance the effects of dark and water magic. However, since they were produced from the same clam, the five orbs can sense each other, and the closer they are, the brighter their light becomes.

If five wizard apprentices at the pinnacle of their skill level each possess one, they can sense each other's location within a radius of a hundred miles.

"I think that once they enter the secret realm, if three or more of them can gather together, they will surely form a formidable team."

Many wizards nodded in agreement. A radius of a hundred miles was already quite large, which would greatly increase the probability that the apprentices holding the precious orbs could gather together.

Upon hearing that all five of them could locate the target simultaneously, the Great Wizard Graf's smile widened even more.

After much deliberation and discussion, the twenty-odd wizards present managed to come up with four or five magical tools and low-level magical artifacts that could be used to locate each other within a certain area.

Basically, a team can consist of as few as two people or as many as five.

This made everyone's expressions much better, and the originally serious atmosphere in the conference hall immediately became more relaxed.

A smile finally appeared on the face of the great wizard Graf.

As long as he has a plan and takes action, the pressure on his shoulders will be much lighter.

Moreover, there might be an extra surprise this time!

At this moment, Gildas, who had been pondering for a long time, suddenly spoke up: "Since there is such a good method, Archmage Graf, I intend to use my clone to directly enter the Norman Secret Realm."

This immediately startled the wizards present, as dark wizards were all sophisticated egoists.

But just now they heard a dark wizard say that he was willing to risk having his clone killed to venture into the Norman Secret Realm to save the wizard apprentice.

Could it be that his direct descendants are among them?

But even direct descendants are not worth the risk of a wizard taking.

Beside Gildas, another male wizard from the North Ring immediately turned around, looking at him in surprise, and said:

"Gildas, are you insane? I know your clone meditation technique very well. It allows you to create a clone with power close to your original body when you are a first-level wizard."

"But if this clone is damaged, it will also severely damage your main body's mental strength, greatly reducing your power. Even with precious medicines to treat mental damage, it would take more than ten years to recover!"

It seems that this wizard has a good relationship with Gildarts and knows a lot about his situation.

Although Graf's expression remained unchanged, he was overjoyed to have a formal wizard willing to send an avatar into the Norman Secret Realm to carry out the rescue plan.

This will greatly increase the success rate of this plan!

I couldn't ask for more!

However, as if he suddenly remembered something, his expression turned serious, and he said in a low voice, "Wizard Gildas, your dedication is admirable!"

"However, if your clone's strength is only at the limit of an apprentice, then entering the realm won't be very meaningful. After all, an apprentice at the limit level won't be much weaker than a clone controlled by a formal wizard in any aspect."

"But if your clone's strength reaches the level of a first-level wizard, then it obviously won't be able to enter the secret realm. How do you plan to solve this problem?"

As soon as Graf finished speaking, the many wizards in the conference room began to whisper among themselves.

Yes, the great wizard Graf hit the nail on the head, getting right to the heart of the matter.

If your clone's strength is only at the apprentice level, it won't be very useful after entering. Even if you control it with the strength of a wizard, you can only fight three opponents at most.

However, if your clone's strength reaches the level of a formal wizard, it's obvious that you won't be able to enter due to the restrictions of the secret realm's rules.

Clearly, Gildas had also heard the doubts and whispers of his many colleagues, but he cleared his throat and said calmly, "Grand Wizard Graf and all my colleagues, this matter involves some of my personal secrets, so please keep it confidential."

Graf nodded and waved his hand, and all the third-level wizard apprentices who were serving at the scene immediately left the room.

At the same time, a thin soundproof shield rises.

"Gildas, do you need the area to be a little smaller?" Graf asked gently.

Gildas looked around at the formal wizards and found that almost all of them were craning their necks, waiting expectantly for him to tell his story.

If he were to tell the great wizard Graf that only he could know this, it would be too offensive.

After all, this secret isn't anything particularly special; many wizards probably have similar experiences.

Since he had decided to speak, he no longer kept it a secret.

So he slowly began to speak: "All of you here are trustworthy people. Because this secret involves me personally, I hope that you will keep it a secret for me after you have heard this."

"As we all know, most secret realms limit strength primarily based on the intensity of mental energy fluctuations to determine whether one has exceeded the limit, and the Norman Secret Realm is clearly no exception."

"The clone meditation method I practice has a secret technique that allows me to draw back a portion of the soul from the clone body and return it to the original body."

"I've done the calculations. If I extract about 60% of the split soul, the intensity of the clone's mental energy fluctuations should just reach the upper limit of the Norman Secret Realm."

"Although this will greatly reduce the combat power of my clones, with the magical items and artifacts contributed by my colleagues, I think I should be able to quickly gather a few people in the secret realm."

"At that time, as long as I gather two or three wizard apprentices at the ultimate level, I will be able to deal with a team of about ten Spider Knights with ease."

After Gildas finished speaking, everyone present, including the great wizard Graf, looked at Gildas with admiration and respect.

This spirit of selflessness is precisely what dark wizards lack.

But clearly, if they could hear Gildas's true feelings, they wouldn't think that way.

Gildas decided to take action personally this time mainly because he discovered that Richard, whom he had previously paid little attention to, seemed to have some big secret.

He had a vague premonition that if he could learn the other party's secret, it would be of great help to him.

Even if this secret doesn't have much effect on him personally...

However, if they could find out how the other party had rapidly advanced from a first-level wizard apprentice to being able to kill Joachim, a third-level wizard apprentice, within a year, it would be a huge boost to their family!

Secondly, there is one of my most valued direct descendants who will also be entering the Norman Secret Realm as a rescue force at the Apprentice Limit level. With me accompanying him, the safety of this direct descendant can be guaranteed.

Finally, there was the incident where Richard tricked him last time, which still bothered him a bit.

I traveled thousands of miles away, only to find that I was chasing a bird and a doll the whole time. What a waste of time!

After a moment's thought, Graf realized that the entire plan was highly feasible and had a great chance of rescuing the wizard apprentices in the entire secret realm. Moreover, there was a certain possibility that the Spider Knights would be severely damaged within the Norman Secret Realm.

He immediately decided, "Excellent! With Wizard Gildas personally leading the attack, I believe the crisis in the Norman Secret Realm should be resolved soon!"

"Gildas, within the Norman Secret Realm, your clone will have supreme command authority, and the Joint Council will be extremely generous with the rewards, provided you successfully complete the rescue mission."

"Then it's decided. From the top one hundred level three wizard apprentices, select twenty-three wizard apprentices who have reached the limit level."

He paused, then added, "Gildas, you will be in charge of using the [Mistmantle Orb], and you should prioritize selecting four apprentices at the ultimate level. If you don't have enough people, then let me know."

"At the same time, the stronghold's secret vault will be opened to these twenty-three extreme-level wizard apprentices, granting them the right to purchase combat potions, alchemical bombs, and magical artifacts at a 30% discount!"

"Finally, all wizards who provided the aforementioned wizarding items or artifacts can come to me afterwards to exchange them for points."

"Meeting adjourned!"

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Norman Secret Realm.

In a thicket where ferns grow luxuriantly.

A blonde girl was seen frantically fleeing through the jungle. She was well-proportioned, wearing a gray apprentice robe, and very beautiful, though her appearance was somewhat disheveled.

It appears they are being pursued by the enemy.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a tall, thin man came chasing after them from the same grove. He was dressed in exquisitely patterned knight's armor and had an incredibly handsome appearance. However, his pointed ears and slightly dark skin indicated that he was a night elf.

If Richard were there, he could easily tell that the blonde girl was Meiluo.

In her panic, Meiluo realized that she was about to reach a waterfall. The misty air indicated that the waterfall must have a very large drop.

Sure enough, as soon as she got closer, she discovered that the waterfall, which was right next to her, was actually a hundred meters high!

But now she has nowhere to run!

It seems the only way is to jump down.

Just as she was at her wit's end and was about to close her eyes and decide to jump,

Suddenly, a light green vine, about the thickness of a thumb, quietly wrapped around her slender waist, and with a scream from Meiluo, dragged her to a lush area nearby!

They vanished in an instant!

The next second, Meiluo, who was nestled among the grass and trees, had her mouth covered by a fair and delicate hand!

The night elf man, who had tracked her down, heard Meiluo's scream and immediately dropped his cat-and-mouse expression, his face turning serious as he sped towards the waterfall.

After searching around without success, and recalling the scream, he muttered, "Huh, this human female apprentice is quite brave; she dared to jump from such a height."

The night elf man turned and left dejectedly!

(End of this chapter)