Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Chapter 193 Trouble Comes Knocking

Ron walked along the flagstone-paved academy path, pondering the words his cheap teacher had spoken to him not long ago: "You kid, I don't know if you're lucky or unlucky?"

"I don't know why that little Ash is so determined to go against you. I asked that old friend to try and persuade him, but he just won't agree to our mediation. He wants you to go out and resolve his issues."

"Sigh, they are indeed the backbone of our academy. Old man, I can't let them make things difficult for you, little guy. I have no choice but to agree to their request."

At this thought, Ron couldn't help but shake his head. Some things seemed destined to be unavoidable:

That's right, that Ash Wizard is probably the mastermind behind the Corruption Swamp. And now the other party has actually gone to another vice-dean to put pressure on his cheap teacher. The gap between him and the other party is too big. The academy can't possibly let a second-circle wizard's heart be broken because of a mere mid-level wizard apprentice like himself.

The fact that I was given this much time to buffer and a chance to resolve the conflict is already a favor to my cheap teacher.

Ron naturally understood the reasoning behind it, but the thought that he was now under the other party's pressure and could only barely keep his life, and that even the old man was unwilling to step in to resolve these matters for him, made him feel a sense of tension.

It wasn't that he was dissatisfied with the old man's decision; after all, if it were him, he wouldn't offend another second-circle wizard for the sake of a newly accepted student.

Even if you are stronger than your opponent, who knows if they will be able to reach the same level as you in the future?

Although Ron believed that given time, he could eventually reach the other person's level, the rest of the academy were unaware of this, and he couldn't just open his mouth and tell others his secrets. The old man and the others' decision was naturally without any problems.

However, no problem is no problem. Some things are destined not to be viewed from an objective and rational perspective.

And when these things happen to you, you won't feel the same way.

Ron felt utterly helpless and weak, utterly powerless in the face of such a situation. At that moment, his yearning for power reached its peak.

"Looks like I need to prepare properly for the mission. I didn't expect to have to leave the academy again so soon after returning. I wonder what I'll say to Fiona and Adair then~"

Upon realizing this, Ron felt his head throbbing again. He shook it vigorously to banish the jumbled thoughts from his mind, then quickened his pace and hurried towards the dormitory.

On the other side, in the room at the very top of the Crimson Tower, two old men sat silently facing each other.

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One was a friend's cheap tutor, the vice dean of the academy, Latour.

He looked at the old man opposite him, a smile flashing in his eyes, and then asked in a relaxed and cheerful tone, "Douglas, why the long face? Didn't I already agree to that little Ash's request? What brings you here now?"

The old man named Douglas looked at Latour sitting opposite him, his face expressionless and his tone devoid of any emotion, and said, "If you think an expressionless face is the same as a gloomy face, I have no objection. I didn't come to see you today to argue with you. I just wanted to tell you something. Ash is already planning to make his move when that kid leaves the academy. For the sake of our years of friendship, I don't want you to finally get over that incident, take on new disciples, only to have them all ruined by your own people."

Latour listened to the old man's words, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. Based on his past impressions of his old friend, the man would never waste any energy on such trivial matters. But today, for some reason, he had suddenly appeared on his turf and come to say these inexplicable things: "Douglas, is there something wrong with your cultivation? Why do you seem a little different than usual today?"

Douglas listened to Latour's question without speaking, his eyes devoid of any light, like an eternal, unyielding block of ice, silently gazing at the old man sitting opposite him, lost in thought.

As Latour looked at the other person, a series of ominous thoughts flashed through his mind. Just as he was about to make a move to stop the person in front of him, he suddenly heard Douglas's voice: "I have no problem with that. It's just that I see the shadow of an old friend in that little guy. Out of friendship, I feel that I have to remind him, so that I can at least do justice to that friend I haven't seen for a long time."

Upon hearing this, the look of surprise in Latour's eyes immediately turned into curiosity: "How come I didn't know you had such an old friend? And I don't see any familiar aura on the little guy, but he does have some of the shadow of the former mechanical wizard. Although the little guy is hiding it very well, it is naturally impossible to hide it in front of me, the great wizard Latour."

"Could it be that the old friend you're talking about is the mechanical wizard from back then?"

Douglas did not answer Latour's question. He got up and prepared to leave his old friend's territory. In any case, he had already delivered his reminder, and there was no need to stay in this old man's wizard tower any longer. He still had many experiments to conduct. If it weren't for his old friend, he would never have made this extra trip today.

Latour watched Douglas's departing figure without stopping him.

His mind kept replaying the words the other person had just said. Suddenly, as if struck by a flash of inspiration, the old man thought of an old acquaintance, a young man who had already left the continent of Vlandia.

"That little guy, Mel Carter?"

This name, shining like a shooting star, has left an indelible mark on the wizarding history of the continent of Vlandia.

It's not about how powerful the other party is or what kind of impact they have had.

None of these are enough to make him remembered by many great beings. The reason for this outcome is simply that this young man broke the order that had lasted for thousands of years.

He enabled the two continents to communicate again, and he was the only wizard who came to Valantia from elsewhere and then left Valantia.