Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

"Ron."

Lillian, who had been sitting in a ladylike posture on the sofa, immediately smiled when she saw him.

Seeing this, Ron smiled and greeted her, "Miss Lillian, is there a problem today?"

That's right, this is the excuse the other party has been using to get him all this time:

Lillian's grandfather, the Count of Leon, the head of the family, had always forbidden her from learning about the occult. But for some reason, he seemed to have changed, and six months ago he suddenly started letting the girl learn about wizardry.

Ron had always found it strange that the girl, who clearly possessed wizarding talent and was born into a wizarding family, did not choose to become a wizard.

He had previously thought that this might be some unknown internal struggle within the family.

Just like in those popular novels, the younger generation of wealthy families are raised like venomous insects, with only the most outstanding individuals qualified to inherit the family business.

But the current situation seems to be somewhat different from what I expected.

"Could it be because of me again?"

He had this thought pop into his head for no reason, then smiled and dismissed it. In fact, it was unlikely even if he thought about it. Not to mention that no one knew about his current state, in other people's eyes, he was just a novice wizard apprentice, not worth investing in.

Moreover, he had explicitly rejected the Earl of Lyon's advances.

In this situation, the other party should not continue to pester them.

After all, no matter what, he's just an apprentice at the Red Moon Tower. No matter how much potential he has in the future, that doesn't determine what's happening now.

Moreover, in Ron's view, the benefits of training someone with wizarding talent would far outweigh those of befriending a mere apprentice.

There's no reason why the other party wouldn't have thought of this.

"Ron, what are you thinking about?"

The girl's gentle yet curious voice pulled him back to reality.

Ron carefully examined Lillian, who was sitting upright in front of him, and smiled. "It's nothing, I was just thinking about the question you asked me when you came last time."

"Oh, is that so? Didn't you already explain that to me? Why are you still thinking about it?"

"I feel like I didn't explain some details to you properly last time, so I got distracted."

Upon hearing this, Lillian's eyes immediately curved into crescent moons, and she covered her mouth with a soft laugh, saying, "You're really serious."

Seeing that his lie had been seen through, Ron wasn't embarrassed and started to change the subject: "Of course, I can't let you spend your money for nothing. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's get started."

"it is good."

Upon hearing this, Lillian also put away her joking expression and began to seriously discuss with him the problems she had encountered in her studies during this period.

The two discussed and verified their respective conjectures, and Ron also absorbed new knowledge in the process.

As the sun gradually rose higher outside, the sounds inside slowly shifted from serious discussion to laughter.

Seeing that it was almost time, Lillian got up to say goodbye, and casually took out three magic stones from the bag that always hung on her waist:

"Ron, this is the fee for the lessons you've been teaching for the past few days."

Ron didn't stand on ceremony, took the magic stones from the other party and put them directly into his pocket.

"By the way, my grandfather said that he hasn't had a chance to properly thank you since you've been in Nuers City for so long, and he'd like to invite you to our house for dinner tonight."

Seeing the expectant look in her eyes, he was about to say something when the girl interrupted him:

"Don't be in such a hurry to refuse. Grandfather also said that he has something very important to tell you."

"Is it very important?"

"Yes, it's very important."

Lillian emphasized those words, as if afraid he wouldn't agree.

Remembering what his senior, Mas, had told him before he left—to stay away from that family—Ron, despite being curious about what the girl considered very important, politely declined her invitation.

"I'm sorry, Miss Lillian, I've been busy with an experiment lately and simply can't find the time to attend the banquet. Please convey my apologies to Count Lyon."

As if she had known he would say that, Lillian, though somewhat disappointed, still smiled and said:

"It's alright, we can go another time when we have the chance."

There probably won't be another chance.

He thought to himself, but still said apologetically, "Okay, I'll definitely do it when I have time."

Lillian smiled, bowed gracefully, and left. Ron watched her disappearing figure, pondering her intentions, or rather, the old count's intentions.

After all, he had already made it clear that he didn't want to have too much contact with the other party.

But why would they invite me to be their guest now?

Did they not understand what I said?

He shook his head, dismissing the guess in his mind. The head of a large family shouldn't be unable to understand such simple words. So what could be the reason?

He actually had a vague guess, but he felt it was impossible.

In any case, something unusual must be going on. Even if I now have the strength to not be afraid of my opponent, I will never take any risks lightly.

After classifying that family as dangerous, he stopped thinking about it and started busying himself with his own affairs.

Actually, what I told Lillian earlier about being "busy with experiments" wasn't a lie.

With the re-examination time approaching, he began to make other preparations. In the next four months, he would most likely not be able to break through to the level of advanced wizard apprentice.

Since that's the case, he can only improve his combat power indirectly.

During this time, he was actually busy advancing to the level of intermediate wizard apprentice while also integrating some of the witchcraft he knew.

Now that he has completed his promotion, he should shift his focus to the study of witchcraft. He hasn't forgotten why he traveled all this way to get here.

If you can't get a good score in the subsequent re-examination, you may be met with "torture" from the inspection department.

......

Meanwhile, after Lillian returned to the Jeanne family, she was immediately summoned by Count Lyon.

Upon meeting his grandfather in the reception room, he saw him sitting in a chair, playing with a small metal ball. The silver-gray luster on it was very eye-catching, making one want to take a closer look.

"Lillian, you're back?"

Hearing the girl's footsteps, Leon, who was carefully examining the small ball in his hand, raised his head slightly and asked with a smile.

"Yes, grandfather."

"So, did that kid agree?"

"No, Ron doesn't seem to want to get too involved with us."

Upon hearing this, the old count in the chair smirked: "It seems that Mas said something to this kid."

"Grandfather, I don't understand why you keep bothering him. You even told me to go and ask Ron for advice, three magic stones a week—that's such a waste! Although he is indeed a very good teacher, you could teach me yourself. Are you, a mid-level wizard apprentice, really inferior to him, a novice wizard apprentice?"

"Hehe, you don't understand. Alright, since that's the case, you can go back now."

Despite her many questions about her grandfather's actions, the girl obediently said, "Okay."

Just as she was about to leave the hall, the old man's voice came from behind her again: "Wait a minute, what do you think of that kid, Kadir?"

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