Wizard: I can predict the future

Irene's eyes turned completely cold.

"So, you just sold us out?"

Alvin was silent for a moment.

He then sneered.

"Sell?"

"Don't put it that way."

"This is a choice."

Edgar seemed to have had enough of the show and slowly walked forward.

"Alright, that's enough of the acting."

"Well then, Miss Irene."

"Are you going to surrender willingly, or do I have to do it myself?"

Just then, Nord took a step forward.

"Lord Edgar the Wizard."

"I'm just a freshman at Ash Academy, and I don't know them well yet."

"Can you please let me go?"

The other side had two level-two wizard apprentices, and he didn't want to fight them head-on, much less get involved in the feud between the two teams.

The room fell silent the moment those words were spoken.

Ryan suddenly looked at Nord, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, but he didn't speak.

Irene was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening.

"He was indeed a last-minute addition, and it has nothing to do with any past grievances between us."

Edgar did not answer immediately, but simply looked at Nord.

A few breaths later, he suddenly smiled.

"newborn?"

"I don't care if you're a freshman or not. Whoever you are today, you're not leaving!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a short dagger appeared in his hand without warning.

next moment.

It pierced directly into Alvin's chest!

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Alvin looked down at the dagger piercing his heart.

First came surprise in his eyes, then disbelief.

"you……"

The moment the words left his mouth, the dagger spun violently!

"Betrayal is something that only happens once."

Edgar leaned close to him, his voice so low that only the two of them could hear it.

How do I know if you'll betray me in the future?

He suddenly pulled his hand away.

The dagger drew out a spray of dark blood.

Alvin swayed and fell heavily to the ground.

The moment Edgar refused, Nord's mind was already focused on the control panel.

"Deduction, target: Level One Wizard Apprentice!"

In the second month, you felt an invisible barrier during meditation, and no matter how you guided it, your mental and magical power could not continue to grow.

You haven't slacked off; you've simply repeated meditation, wearing down that obstacle time and time again.

……

In the fifth month, after a long period of accumulation, that obstacle finally began to loosen.

You've overcome it.

The magical energy surrounding the source of the magic began to change. The magic energy, which was originally like mist, gradually solidified, and even had a faint misty feel to it.

……

In June of the fourth year, you encountered another bottleneck, this time deeper than before.

……

[In March of the fifth year, several months had passed, and despite continuous meditation, that bottleneck remained as solid as a mountain.]

You once considered building a witchcraft model within your mental power model to break through the bottleneck of the first-level apprentice level.

However, due to the lack of a level 1, zero-ring sorcery to support it, it was ultimately abandoned.

……

In September of the fifth year, after a long period of accumulation and repeated impacts, the bottleneck finally broke through.

At this moment, the previously diffused demonic power within your body has completely condensed, transforming into a small pool of clear spring water.

You haven't stopped meditating.

[In December of the fifth year, the deduction concluded.]

Nord opened his eyes and looked at the panel.

【Mental Power: 201】

[Physical Fitness: 39]

【Magic Power: 3987】

[Source: 7]

At the same time, his mental power and magical power surged simultaneously within his mental energy sea.

It's not about accumulating little by little, but about a direct leap.

In just a moment, the result perfectly matched the prediction, and he became a first-level wizard apprentice.

At the same time, a powerful spiritual force and demonic pressure spread outwards from him.

The surrounding air seemed to sink for a moment.

Edgar had just kicked Alvin's body away when his body suddenly stiffened.

Sensing this aura, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Is it that sir?"

He instinctively looked around, trying to pinpoint the source.

Then he saw his teammates and Irene from the Spiritfire Squad.

All eyes turned to the armored man not far away.

Those were freshmen who had just been refused entry by him.

In an instant, his head was buzzing.

It's hard to reconcile a first-level sorcery apprentice with a freshman who has just enrolled.

He had already inquired about the other party's identity.

He was indeed a newcomer who had just arrived in the wizarding world from a remote sea; even as a former legendary knight, he couldn't make much of a splash.

However, the magic emanating from the other party at this moment was undeniable.

"Misunderstand."

He spoke almost immediately, his voice noticeably lower than before.

"It was all a misunderstanding. If you want to leave, you can leave anytime."

His teammates also reacted quickly.

"Yes, it's all a misunderstanding."

Nord felt the surging magic and looked up at Edgar.

Step by step, they slowly pressed forward towards their opponent.

"Misunderstand?"

"That's not what you just said."

The air grew increasingly oppressive.

Edgar broke out in a cold sweat.

As the other party approached step by step, showing no intention of letting him go.

His expression changed, and his fear quickly turned into ruthlessness.

"This kid must have used a disguise. He only just joined Ash Academy, how could he possibly be a first-level wizard apprentice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out his magic wand and was about to cast a spell.

His teammates, upon hearing this, seemed to agree that Edgar's words made sense.

Just as the other three stepped forward, ready to make their move.

Edgar had already moved, but not towards Nord.

Instead, it suddenly turned around and ran wildly into the distance.

He had no intention of fighting; that statement was just a delaying tactic.

Even if the other party is just a prop, could there be other props?

He dared not gamble.

Nord moved.

But they didn't chase after it, or even take a step.

He simply raised his hand and pointed, and his mental energy stirred.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket materialized out of thin air and appeared above Edgar's head.

There was no trigger, no build-up of momentum.

boom!

The lightning streaked through the air and struck Edgar instantly.

There were no screams, no struggles.

His body paused in the flash of electricity.

The next moment, it turned into charcoal and scattered, leaving no remains.

The other three stared at the sudden flash of lightning.

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Instantaneous Lesser Lightning Bolt!"

The magic wand that had been waving stopped instantly.

They had no doubt about the opponent's strength; with just this one instantaneous spell, they were no match for him.

The three watched as Nord closed in step by step.

One of the women's magic wands trembled slightly.

The next moment, it fell directly to the ground.

She seemed to lose her support and suddenly knelt down.

"I...I didn't do it willingly...it was...it was Edgar who forced me."

"I have absolutely no desire to get involved in this..."

She was incoherent, and tears were already welling up in her eyes.

"Please...please let me go..."

"I'll agree to anything..."

As she spoke, she began frantically tearing at her top, revealing her fair and plump skin.

As if that wasn't enough, she even started tearing at her pants.

The glimpses of skin subtly revealing the skin spark the imagination.