Witch Training Manual: My Water Magic Is Wrong

Two hours later.

The medicinal bath has successfully concluded.

Emma also broke through to the mid-stage of the third tier.

The panel then appeared.

[Emma - Status Update]

[The magic circuit has been successfully guided. Alice briefly activated the crystal ball to spy on it, but quickly lost interest and closed it early.]

[Note: Growth in experience can sometimes catch you off guard. However, Emma also gained a lot.]

[Note 2: Emma is now back in her room, her eyes closed, processing the details of what just happened. She finally understands why her sister had that expression after returning home last night.]

It was already afternoon when Wayne arrived at the Black Order.

Anka was organizing files in the lobby.

She heard the door open, looked up and saw Wayne, put down the documents in her hand: "Sir, you've arrived."

Wayne nodded. "Is Falcon there?"

"She's in the archives at the back," Anka replied, then added, "Should I go get her?"

"No need, I can go by myself."

Wayne walked through the hall and gently knocked twice on the half-closed door of the archives.

A falcon's voice came from inside the door: "Come in."

Wayne pushed open the door and entered.

Falcon was standing in front of a long table, on which lay a map of the City of Eternal Sleep, identical to the one Wayne held.

Upon seeing Wayne enter, she put down her quill and straightened up: "My lord, you've arrived."

Wayne walked to the table and his gaze fell on the map.

"How are the preparations going?"

Without wasting words, Falcon reported directly to the leader: "We've already scouted the outer routes. There's a cluster of abandoned watchtowers 500 meters south of the City of Eternal Sleep, with a view that covers several major exits of the main city. My squad and I will set up an outpost there to provide support for you at any time."

Wayne nodded.

"Now that everything is ready, let's set off tomorrow morning. The sooner we resolve the matter of the City of Eternal Sleep, the sooner we can return to deal with the backlog of troubles in the capital."

Without any unnecessary pleasantries, Falcon simply replied, "Understood."

Just then, Falcon's panel appeared.

[Falcon - Recent Troubles]

Status: Completely overwhelmed.

[Cause: A while ago, a young boy she sponsored asked her to show him his abs. She couldn't resist and not only looked, but looked for a while longer, even touching him. The boy took a picture of it. Now, the boy is threatening her with the photo, saying he'll release it publicly if she doesn't.]

[Note: The young boy was indeed an orphan she sponsored, but he was no ordinary person. He was an informant whom she had trained at great expense, who deliberately approached Hayabusa to infiltrate the capital's intelligence network.]

[Note 2: The reborn Ben is currently secretly laying the groundwork for his first fortune, attempting to seize the initiative in the new round of power reshuffling.]

[Note: Ben's brother has forgiven him; after all, given enough money, the two brothers have reconciled.]

After reading the panel, Wayne began to ponder.

this.

Son of Bishop Bellino.

He remembered the young man. Back in Bellino, he had been nothing more than a spoiled playboy, abusing his father's power in a small town on the outskirts of the capital. But after being assassinated in the street, he seemed like a completely different person, his behavior and mannerisms drastically altered.

If he hadn't had the interface, he would never have known that he was a reincarnated person.

The fact that a reborn individual is so eager to lay out his plans, infiltrate intelligence, and amass wealth indicates that this is not just a simple power reshuffle—besides the Millennium Purple Sun, something big is bound to happen to Wiggins in the future!

If that's really the case.

What will happen in the future?

It seems it's time for me to start with Ben, since his means of gathering intelligence on the future are quite limited.

Wien was brought back to his senses by the falcon's cough.

"Um... is there anything else you'd like to say, sir?"

Wayne looked at the falcon.

"Falcon, if I were to say, hypothetically, someone offered you an irresistible condition in exchange for your loyalty to the Queen, what would you choose?"

Falcon paused for a moment, then answered without hesitation: "There are no 'ifs.' Her Majesty the Queen saved my life; it belongs to her. No condition can be exchanged for it."

Wayne glanced at her but didn't probe further.

"Remember what you said today. In the future, if any strange people approach you, especially those seemingly harmless nobody, be wary."

Falcon frowned slightly.

"Sir, do you know something about this?"

Wayne raised his hand and coughed.

"It's nothing. I just wanted to remind you that the situation is turbulent now, things are different now than before, it's always good to be cautious."

Falcon's brow quickly relaxed again.

She didn't press further, but simply nodded solemnly: "Understood. Thank you for your guidance, Master. I will keep it in mind."

Wayne didn't say anything more.

"We're leaving tomorrow morning. Get some rest tonight."

"Yes, sir."

After leaving the archives, Wayne walked down the corridor back to the foyer. Anka was sitting at the table, but she was clearly distracted.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up.

"Sir, are you leaving?"

Wayne cut to the chase: "Anka, I need you to keep an eye on someone for me."

Anka's gaze turned serious.

"Please speak, sir."

"I need you to investigate someone for me, Ben Freddy, the eldest son of Bishop Freddy of Bellino. I need to know his recent activities in the capital, who he has been in contact with, and whether there are any irregularities in his financial transactions."

Anka's brow twitched slightly, but she didn't ask any further questions.

"Okay. Give me three days."

"Three days is too long. I'm leaving for the City of Eternal Sleep tomorrow. Could you give me some initial news tonight?"

Anka didn't hesitate for long and nodded: "Okay. I'll arrange the manpower right away. A preliminary report will be delivered to you before nightfall."

"Thanks for your hard work."

As soon as Wayne stepped out of the Black Order's gate, he was stopped before he had taken three steps.

The person who stopped him was a young man wearing a dark blue mage's robe, with the silver thread emblem of a mage's tower embroidered on the hem.

"You're the head of the Black Order, Wayne?"

Wayne stopped and glanced at him.

"Who are you?"

"I am Ollila from the Mage Tower. The Deputy Tower Master requests that you visit the Mage Tower before heading to the City of Eternal Sleep, as there is important business to discuss with you."

Mage Tower.

Wayne was no stranger to these three words.

This is a transcontinental organization whose core purpose is the research and management of magic. Its headquarters are said to be located in a neutral free city-state on the continent, and it has branch towers in various countries.

Wiggins' Royal Capital Mage Tower is just one of its many branches, but even so, its foundation and influence are enough to make the Papacy and the royal family maintain a superficial politeness towards it.

Wiggins Tower has always maintained a neutral stance and rarely intervenes in the internal affairs of the Papacy or the royal family.

The fact that such an organization, which has always remained aloof, suddenly sent someone to invite him could not possibly be for the sake of a simple exchange of pleasantries.

Did the tower owner specify what it was about?

Ollila's tone remained calm: "The Tower Master said that this matter is related to the City of Eternal Sleep that you are about to visit."

After a moment's thought, Wayne nodded.

"Okay, I'll go with you."