Wizard: I use my omniscience to interpret the truth.

"Mentor...?!"

Looking at the figure displayed in the contract mark, Byron couldn't help but ask in surprise.

This person was none other than Byron's mentor, Isolde.

Upon hearing Byron's voice, Isolde, who was standing in mid-air, lowered her head and looked at him. Her red lips moved slightly, and her clear, cold voice resounded in Byron's mind.

"Judging from your appearance, you're luckier than I expected. You didn't end up like Elena and the others, being chased."

Upon hearing Isolde's words, Byron realized what she meant and asked a question.

"Master, what exactly is going on? Is there a problem with the teleportation array, or with the academy? Why is this happening?"

Isolde made no attempt to cover up for the Academy and explained it directly.

"You guessed right, this matter involves both problems with the teleportation array and problems with the academy."

Then, Isolde told Byron everything she had learned from Conrad and Elena.

After listening to his mentor's words, Byron's eyelids twitched slightly; he hadn't expected the situation to be so complex.

After giving a general overview, Isolde asked, "What's your current situation? Do you need Elena or the others' help?"

Byron didn't hide anything and told everyone what had happened after the teleportation ended.

Finally, Byron asked, "Mentor, I have no idea where I am right now, you...."

Before Byron could finish speaking, Isolde shook her head, interrupting him.

"You don't even have a proper place name, how am I supposed to know where you are?"

"However, the academy is located in the forest at the northernmost tip of the Greston Peninsula. Returning to the academy is simple; just keep heading north."

"If you keep walking until you reach the sea, then keep walking along the coastline, and you'll find the academy sooner or later."

Upon hearing Isolde's answer, Byron was utterly speechless and didn't know what to say.

After all, Isolde's method would indeed allow them to return to the academy, but the time it would take was unpredictable.

If you're lucky, you can find it in a few months; if you're unlucky, you can only hope for the best.

Hopefully, the college did not include his name on the death list.

On the other side, Isolde paused slightly, and her gaze toward Byron became somewhat strange.

"However, I advise you not to rush back to the academy now, since things with Elena and the others will continue for some time."

"Right now, you just need to wait quietly. It would be better to return to the academy after this matter is over. In the meantime, just stay outside and relax."

Hearing this, Byron resigned himself to his fate and stopped dwelling on the matter, instead asking another question.

"Mentor, why did this problem occur during both of my teleportations? Even this time, the senior students were standing with me."

Isolde: "That time we entered that plane had nothing to do with you. That teleportation was indeed random; you could have been teleported anywhere."

"As for why you were teleported here this time, you could say it's related to you, or you could say it's not."

Upon hearing this, Byron's eyes became even more puzzled.

"What do you mean by that? Is it related to me, and yet it has nothing to do with me?"

Isolde: "Your situation is the result of multiple factors."

"Firstly, the teleportation channel was interrupted, causing changes in the spatial channel and making it less stable, which makes it prone to errors."

"Plus your exceptionally high affinity for spatial elements, it's no wonder that you've achieved this."

At this point, Isolde's figure suddenly began to tremble and waver, becoming unsteady.

Despite this, Isolde remained unmoved, her expression still aloof, and continued speaking.

"Time is almost up, so I'll keep it brief."

"You are now in the Kingdom of Frostfire and need to abide by some rules. The two most important ones are that you must not interfere with the affairs of the kingdom and cause significant changes to it in the future."

"The second point is that the kingdom's mortals must not be slaughtered indiscriminately."

"Of these two rules, the first one is alright; at most, you'll offend one Stigmata Wizard. But if you violate the second rule, it's the same as violating the first one. Not only will you be identified as a Black Wizard by the Council, but that Stigmata Wizard will also have a reason to attack you."

Upon hearing this, Byron felt a jolt in his heart. Fortunately, he had always been cautious and thought things through before acting.

Otherwise, if it were one of the more short-tempered wizard apprentices, seeing the villagers' appearance, they might have already started a massacre.

For a wizard apprentice to offend the Wizarding Council and a Stigmata Wizard on his own is certainly something that will be remembered for eternity.

Isolde continued, "Aside from these two things, there's not much else to worry about."

"Although you won't be able to return to the academy in the short term, don't forget to continue studying potion-making. I'll check on your progress when you return, and I hope you won't disappoint me."

"Finally, your contract mark is now in my hands. I've made some modifications to it, and you'll be able to contact me through this contract mark from now on."

"However, don't come to me for everything. I don't have that much time. You should be able to handle things appropriately."

Before Byron could even reply, Isolde's figure shattered, and the points of light reformed into the previous contract mark.

"I don't know if it was a coincidence or planned in advance, but I really didn't have a single moment to ask about anything else."

Byron thought to himself.

"Fortunately, I managed to resolve a few questions beforehand. I really didn't expect something like this to happen."

Byron felt incredibly fortunate when he thought about what Elena and the others had gone through, as well as the academy's plans, as told by Isolde.

Fortunately, I wasn't teleported there like them.

Otherwise, he would probably be like Elena and the others, constantly fleeing in pursuit, not knowing when he would encounter a bloody battle.

Thinking of this, Byron felt a pang of envy for Elena and the others, who were able to fight freely. After all, they had learned so much witchcraft, yet they hadn't had a chance to unleash it to their full potential. It truly felt a bit...

"Smack."

Before he could finish thinking, Byron slapped himself.

Why not just live a good life? Why do we have to brave the wind and rain?

A bloody battle? Not even the dogs are coming. Isn't it better to be quiet and safe like this, without any danger?

After letting his mind wander for a while, Byron thought to himself.

"Omniscient, analyze that contract mark with all your might. I want to see what else is hidden inside."

[Analyzing... Estimated analysis time: 13669 hours 31 minutes 21 seconds]

"Fuck!"

When Byron saw the time required to decipher the mark, he unusually swore.

It'll take almost two years?!

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation since embarking on the path of a wizard; it was outrageous!

He tolerated this situation when he knew nothing about wizarding before, but now that it's happening again, he simply can't stand it anymore.

Without hesitation, Byron immediately canceled the analysis.

The more time it takes, the greater the value of what's hidden within.

However, it took too long, and while hanging there had a relatively small impact on his mental strength, it wasn't entirely absent. In addition, being in the outside world meant he wasn't safe.

It's best to be cautious.