Wizard: I use my omniscience to interpret the truth.

After confirming that everything else was alright, Byron stopped worrying about it and took out the long knife and pistol.

The long sword gleamed coldly and looked extremely sharp.

Um... this longsword has no other advantages besides its sharpness.

Although it's uncertain whether melee weapons will be useful, it's better to be prepared.

And it really is cheap, isn't it? It doesn't cost many magic stones, and you might just need it someday.

The most crucial part is this uniquely shaped revolver.

Besides having a complicated transmission circuit, its most notable feature is its extremely thick barrel, almost a third the size of Byron's fist.

Omniscient, analytical.

[Target: Alchemy Revolver - 'Rage II']

[Function: Fires specially crafted alchemical bullets.]

[Range: 50 meters.]

Byron understood that the gun had such a large barrel precisely to fire various alchemical bullets.

With just a light pull of the trigger, various elemental bullets can be fired, causing elemental damage.

Therefore, as long as there are enough bullets, there is almost no need to worry about mental energy consumption, and you can continuously cast elemental spells.

Gray also thoughtfully bought Byron some alchemical bullets of various elements, saving Byron the trouble of buying them himself.

Looking at the pistol in his hand, Byron reached to his waist and pulled out a very ordinary-looking pistol.

Byron bought this specifically for self-defense when he went down there before, but he never used it even once.

Looking at the pistol from before, Byron said softly, "Old man, from now on you're officially retired."

With that, Byron put the pistol and longsword into his storage bag, filled the latest alchemical revolver with bullets, and tucked it into his waistband.

Fortunately, the wizard's robe was very loose, otherwise Byron would have had a hard time carrying this revolver with him.

After doing all this, Byron began putting potions that quickly restored physical strength, mental energy, and magic power into his spatial bag, as well as antidotes and healing potions.

Some of these potions were made by Byron himself, while others were purchased by him through the potion workshop.

Honestly, if it weren't for the space bag, Byron really wouldn't know how to carry so many potions.

After all, these potions are not so fragile that they can withstand any bumps or knocks. If they are accidentally broken in battle, then when it's time to use them, there will be no way to save them.

Seeing the space bag filled to the brim, Byron's initial tension from the mandatory mission vanished without a trace.

Byron placed the space bag on his chest and began to meditate.

Sharpening your knife at the last minute can make it shine even if it's not sharp.

..........

Time flies, and soon the day of the mandatory task arrived.

Byron was eating in the communal dining hall when he suddenly heard the tolling of bells echoing throughout the college.

The instant the bell rang, many students in the cafeteria put down their utensils and forced down the food they were still chewing.

The next moment, the trainees got up almost simultaneously and walked out of the cafeteria.

At this moment, Byron could feel an inexplicable chill permeating the dining hall.

Without delay, Byron followed behind the students and walked out.

He understood that this was the bell tolling to signal the start of the mandatory mission, a bell summoning the academy.

Meanwhile, in Sophia's experimental spire, Sophia stopped the potion she was concocting, and didn't even glance at it, even though it led to failure.

She turned to look at Eliza standing behind her and calmly said, "Eliza, it's time to go. The mandatory mission has begun. I'll be waiting for your safe return at the academy. Don't let your ancestors down."

Eliza didn't say anything, but nodded resolutely before turning and leaving.

Before the bells rang, Elena and Coron were sitting in the hall of the Isolde Experiment Tower, laughing and chatting.

It was just that Elena was laughing and talking, and Corin was just smiling along.

The moment the bell rang, the smiles on their faces vanished simultaneously, and they got up and walked outside.

Elena: "Koren, take good care of yourself. I hope to see you again when I come back."

Coron: "Senior, don't worry. When I was a first- or second-class wizard apprentice, I went through so many forced missions and nothing happened. Now that I'm a third-class wizard apprentice, how could anything possibly happen to me?"

Upon hearing this, Elena didn't say anything more, exchanged a smile with Corin, and walked out of the spire.

Neither of them saw that the moment they stepped out the door, a figure appeared on the second floor, silently watching them.

At Edgar's Alchemy Workshop, Gray is currently working intently with someone to forge a component.

Since becoming a first-class wizard apprentice, he has been transferred here from the Spire Laboratory and has become part of the assembly line.

Although it was hard work, it was much easier than when I was in the experimental tower, and I even got paid, though not much.

The moment the bell rang, Gray, who was working, became serious and wanted to stop what he was doing.

But before he could put down his tools, he heard a soft shout.

"Gray, what are you trying to do? Hurry up and finish this step, or you'll be in trouble!"

Gray was a little stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Aren't we going to carry out a mandatory mission?"

The person opposite rolled their eyes: "Who can go if they don't want to finish their work? This is a rule set by the instructors, and it's been like this for every year before."

"In the past, some brave souls went directly there and came back alive, but what awaited them was an exorbitant compensation bill, after which they could only work to pay off their debts."

"If we don't hurry, then the academy will punish us."

Upon hearing this, Gray opened his mouth, as if to say something.

But in the end, he swallowed his words and just kept speeding up his movements.

At the very moment the bell rang, similar events were unfolding in every corner of the academy.

Furthermore, the sound of the bell also reached the basin below, and the entire basin echoed with the deep sound of the bell.

In the city of Mirandil, many who knew the meaning of the bells looked with mixed emotions at the moment they heard them ring, staring at the enormous meteorite that enveloped the entire basin in the sky.

At the same time, no matter what they were doing in the basin, the moment they heard the bell, all the wizard apprentices were running frantically towards the elevator platform.

Some people even realized they were too far from the elevator platform and might not make it in time, so they chose to call on the academy to guide them and fly across the air to get there.

This time, everything was peaceful and safe as the students flew across; no creature attacked them.

As the bells rang continuously, people came from all over the academy to the open square in the center of the academy.

After entering the square, they waited quietly without any noise.

Everyone was looking up at the several figures standing on the high platform at the end of the square.

Byron recognized him; the man in the lead was the vice-principal of the Dark Eclipse Wizarding Academy, whom he hadn't seen since giving him his first lesson.

Legend has it that Conrad is the most powerful official wizard in the academy besides the Dean!