Wizards begin by accessing the Inspiration panel.

Chapter 6 Simple Test (Investment Opportunity)

After the gray-robed elder Stefano finished his explanation, Richard, unable to contain his curiosity, immediately asked, "Your Excellency Stefano, you just mentioned wizard apprentices and witchers? Could you briefly explain them?"

"Haha, of course! Actually, I'm a level two wizard apprentice myself. Look, the Light spell."

Stefano snapped his fingers, and instantly, a soft white light appeared on the tip of his index finger, leaving Richard dumbfounded.

"So witchcraft really does exist in this world!" Richard murmured to himself, momentarily lost in thought.

"Haha, this isn't really witchcraft. The light spell is just a basic trick. Some children are born with exceptional mental strength and can use this trick even without learning meditation techniques."

Many five- or six-year-old children, because they are afraid of the dark, unintentionally unleash their light magic. However, some children, also afraid of the dark, unleash their fire magic, setting houses on fire.

"This is because everyone has different aptitudes and different elemental affinities," Stefano said with a smile.

"As for witchers, they were actually called sign swordsmen in ancient times. They were ordinary people transformed by wizards through a special ritual into warriors who could use signs to fight against the various monsters that appeared in ancient times."

This ritual granted them superhuman lifespans, the special ability to use hand signs, and strong resistance to various types of witchcraft, but it also deprived them of their fertility and the possibility of further using witchcraft!

Richard, who had initially been very interested in the Witcher, was speechless when he heard the words "lost his fertility"!

From this perspective, if he wants to obtain the energy points needed to trigger inspiration by killing monsters, becoming a wizard apprentice is his only option at the moment.

"Your Excellency Stefano, how does one become a wizard apprentice?" Richard continued to inquire.

"Haha, well, that depends on your talent and opportunities. After all, most ordinary people don't have the aptitude to be wizards. Otherwise, the wizards of ancient times wouldn't have invented the Trial of the Grass, a ritual with an extremely high mortality rate, to turn ordinary people into witchers."

"Child, if you really want to become a wizard apprentice, I can give you a simple test of your aptitude right now," Stefano said, pulling a fist-sized crystal ball from his pocket.

"Of course I would like to! I would appreciate it if you could test my aptitude, Mr. Stefano." Richard was very happy to hear that Stefano could test his aptitude right now, but he was also a little nervous.

"Come, hold the crystal ball, close your eyes, concentrate as much as possible, and feel the active energy particles in the air," Stefano's deep voice came to Richard's ear.

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Richard grasped the crystal ball in his right hand, closed his eyes, and focused his mind intently on it.

It seemed that as Richard concentrated his mental energy, the crystal ball began to gradually absorb the energy elements from the outside world.

However, the absorption capacity seems to vary significantly depending on the energy element.

Soon, three colors began to gather in the originally colorless crystal ball and gradually stabilized. Most of them were ink-black, a small part were vibrant red, and at the same time, a touch of green swirled around them.

"alright!"

Upon hearing Stefano speak, Richard relaxed and opened his eyes.

"What a pity, child. The good news is that, based on the simple talent test we just did, you have about a third-class wizard aptitude."

"The bad news is that your elemental affinity is primarily towards dark, followed by fire, and lastly a little bit towards nature. None of these are suitable for my school of thought, so I can't offer you any guidance," Stefano said, shaking his head regretfully.

Richard, his face betraying his disappointment, could only helplessly say thank you and take a step back.

After all, he had already taken up a lot of Lord Stefano's time. Stefano was invited by the Earl to come and investigate the problem of monsters appearing in Silverpine Town, which was considered official business, while helping him test his talent was a private matter.

Seeing Richard's disappointed expression, the Baron's father's eyes flashed with a glint of light.

"Child, actually, the wizarding schools that specialize in dark elements are basically black wizarding schools. Their teaching methods are quite extreme, and the mortality rate during wizarding apprenticeships is very high. I personally don't really recommend you go there. But if you go to a school that focuses on fire elements, with your fire element affinity, I'm afraid..." Stefano clearly saw Richard's disappointed expression, paused, and then added.

Stefano's hesitant attitude immediately disappointed Richard.

Richard understood Stefano's meaning: if he wanted to pursue a wizarding path and achieve something, he had to choose to major in the Dark Element school, but the mortality rate was very high. However, if he chose other schools, he would most likely waste his life and not go very far on the wizarding path.

After chatting for a while longer, Stefano, accompanied by Sir Sir Rollins, the sheriff, took his leave.

"Richard, come on, let's spar a bit," Richard's older brother, Levi, immediately called out, noticing Richard's lack of enthusiasm.

The baron standing to the side also intended to take a good look at Richard's strength, after all, even he was quite surprised by the accuracy of the crossbow bolts Richard shot last night.

Richard, who wasn't in a good mood, didn't want to go, but his brother Levi dragged him to the training ground. With the help of the guards, he changed into practice armor with cotton padding, assumed the starting stance of Cornell swordsmanship, and began to spar with his brother Levi.

"Clang clang clang!" The sounds of two steel swords clashing rang out continuously, and the older brother, Li Wei, became more and more alarmed as the fight progressed.

Richard, on the other hand, became more and more proficient in the fight. Every move and technique of Cornell's swordsmanship felt so familiar to him. Some key points and tricks that he was not familiar with before seemed to have been peeled away, allowing him to see the key points inside.

At the same time, his control over timing was much better than before. He knew exactly when to use which move, and the baron watching from the sidelines kept nodding in approval.

"Clang!" A heavy metallic clang rang out, and the two brothers each took a half step back.

Richard looked at his brother, Li Wei, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost: "Richard, were you just teasing me all along?"

It should be noted that Li Wei, the elder brother, had just used almost all of his sword skills, but he only gained a slight advantage and was still unable to quickly secure a victory.

This would have been unbelievable in the past. He remembered that a few days ago he was sparring with Richard, and he only used three-tenths of his strength each time, but Richard still couldn't last ten moves!

"Richard, what's going on?" The older brother, Levi, stared wide-eyed like a copper bell.

Clearly, he still couldn't believe that his lazy younger brother could actually fight him, his older brother who practiced tirelessly every day, to a standstill.

"Haha, maybe he had an epiphany." Richard smiled slightly.

As for the truth, of course, it cannot be told, not even to relatives.

The kind of epiphany Richard described does exist in this world. In the biographies of some wandering poets, there are accounts of a few famous swordsmen who, in their youth, suddenly had an epiphany and their swordsmanship improved dramatically.

"Unbelievable! Richard, are you the legendary swordsmanship genius?" Li Wei exclaimed in amazement. He had heard of such enlightenment before, but he never thought it would happen to himself or his family, especially his usually lazy younger brother.

The baron's father also seemed to be deep in thought. After a long while, he finally spoke, "Richard, I plan to send you to the county town to study swordsmanship under the swordsmanship master Meyer. What do you think?"

Richard was immediately startled; he knew his own situation.

He wasn't a swordsmanship genius; he just had a cheat code that triggered his inspiration. If he went to the county town to practice swordsmanship, where would he get the chance to kill demons?

Without killing monsters, there are no energy points. Without energy points, inspiration cannot be triggered, and this pseudo-genius will be exposed immediately!

Even becoming a demon hunter who cannot have children is better than going to the county town to learn swordsmanship.

Of course, the best choice is still to become a wizard.

Not only can wizards kill monsters and earn energy points just like witchers, but their magical and powerful witchcraft also makes Richard, a transmigrator, yearn for it!

Therefore, Richard immediately shook his head and said firmly:

"No, Father, I still want to see if there is any hope of joining the wizarding school."

"Ever since I witnessed Lord Stefano's witchcraft, becoming a wizard has been my dream!"

"I hope you can give me a chance to freely pursue my dreams!"

The baron frowned, intending to say something more, but after looking at Richard's solemn face, he nodded slightly, as if to indicate that he understood Richard's thoughts.

Richard's older brother, Levi, ruffled Richard's hair and advised, "You heard what Lord Stefano said, Richard. If you want to achieve something on the path of a wizard, you have to go to the dark wizarding school, which is too dangerous."

"If it's the White Wizarding School, and you have such rare wizarding talent, I think Father and Mother would definitely agree!"

"Brother, I'm not afraid of danger. I believe I can take care of myself!" Richard said firmly.

Since this world possesses extraordinary power, and the perks of transmigrators—cheat codes—are also readily available.

If, under such circumstances, you find it difficult to survive because of a little danger, and dare not pursue your dreams, then what difference is there between you and a salted fish!

(End of this chapter)