Wizard Earl

Hearing the black-robed wizard inquire about his resume, Arbeloa was somewhat puzzled as to why the other party would ask him this. However, given the other party's formidable strength, he still honestly replied, "After graduating from the Department of Economics at Duhail University at the age of twenty-two, I was young and ambitious and wanted to make a name for myself. So I went to Bernau, Rune, and other large cities in the empire with relatively good economic development that were suitable for young people to develop."

"But unfortunately, I never made any progress in those big cities. Just when I was feeling hopeless and disheartened, I received a letter from home. My mother told me that my father had passed away and asked me to come home for the funeral. This was the last straw that broke my back and made me return to Frosinone."

"After I returned to Frosinone and dealt with my father's funeral, I didn't go out again because I wasn't doing well outside and my mother didn't want me to go out and make a living. She hoped that I would settle down, get married, and have children in Frosinone. At that time, the Ferguson family's Ferguson brand distribution company was hiring, so I applied for the job in order to make a living. My alma mater, Duhail University, had a pretty good reputation in Frosinone, so I easily became an employee of the Ferguson brand distribution company."

"As for how I became the general manager of Ferguson Minerals Distribution Company, it has a lot to do with my wife. My wife is a member of the Ferguson family. After I joined Ferguson Minerals Distribution Company, I fell in love with my wife. Since I studied economics at Duhail University, I am quite capable!"

"In addition, my father-in-law is a director of Ferguson Minerals Distribution Company. After my wife and I got married, my position in Ferguson Minerals Distribution Company rose steadily, eventually becoming the general manager!" Arbeloa gave a concise answer to the question from the young man in black robes in front of him. After speaking, Arbeloa secretly glanced at Connor, who was sitting in the chair. He was very curious as to why this mysterious and formal wizard would be so interested in the resume of someone as insignificant as him.

Although the mysterious, formally dressed wizard in black robes before him looked like a young man, Arbeloa, realizing that this young man was likely a legendary first-level wizard and knowing that wizards could slow down aging or maintain a youthful appearance through other means, was less inclined to believe that the black-robed wizard before him was a young man as his appearance suggested. He was more inclined to believe that this black-robed wizard was an old monster who had maintained a youthful appearance for hundreds of years through magical wizarding methods!

After all, as an ordinary wizard who had been stuck at the intermediate wizard apprentice level for nearly ten years and was still struggling to reach the threshold of the advanced wizard apprentice level, Arbeloa knew how difficult the path of a wizard's pursuit of truth was, and how much effort was required for every small step forward. Therefore, he absolutely did not believe that this man, who looked no more than thirty years old and much younger than himself, was actually the rumored formal wizard!

This raises a question for Arbeloa: why would such an old monster, whom he had never seen or even heard of, seek him out and be so concerned about his resume?

Just as Arbeloa was secretly observing Connor, Connor finally finished pondering Arbeloa's story. He flashed Arbeloa a bright smile and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Arbeloa. Your story and your Romano Conti have won you a chance to live. Now I'm going to begin your soul search!"

Upon hearing the words "soul search," Arbeloa's expression froze. Knowing full well what soul search meant to a wizard, he pleaded with the black-robed wizard before him in fear, "Sir, you're going to perform a soul search on me? Sir, I'll tell you everything I know... Please, don't perform a soul search on me?"

"No way! Who told me not to believe you? But Arbeloa, you don't need to worry. I just told you your story and your wine, which won you a chance to live!" Connor smiled and refused Arbeloa's request.

Upon hearing the black-robed wizard's words, Arbeloa felt dizzy, but desperate for a chance to survive, he tried to persuade Connor to change his mind, saying, "Sir, my soul cannot withstand your soul-searching technique. After you search my soul, even if I miraculously don't collapse, I will become a mentally challenged idiot. As you can see, I have a wife and daughter. I don't want..."

Before Arbeloa could finish speaking, Connor smiled and waved his hand, interrupting him, saying, "Arbeloa, I'm definitely going to perform a soul search on you today. But do you know why I'm asking you so many questions before I do it?"

Although he sensed a glimmer of hope in the black-robed wizard's words, Arbeloa still didn't understand Connor's intentions. After pondering for a while, still unable to grasp the point, he honestly shook his head at Connor and said, "I don't know!"

"I'm giving you a chance. If your answers to my questions don't satisfy me, then I'll use a simple and brutal method to search your soul. As for the consequences of such a soul search, it will be just as you said: either your soul will collapse and you'll die, or you'll become an idiot!"

"However, if your answer satisfies me, I will still perform a soul search on you, but I will use a gentler method to obtain your memories. This will have some negative effects on your soul, but you will be fine after taking two vials of potion!"

"You must understand that while a gentle soul search might have minimal impact on you, it would be far more complicated and tedious for me!" Connor explained to Arbeloa with a smile. If you didn't know what he was talking about, you might mistake his smile for something as trivial as what to eat for dinner, rather than a life-or-death soul search for a wizard.

Hearing Connor's explanation, Arbeloa was still a little worried, but he felt a little relieved. However, just as Arbeloa was about to say something, he saw the young man in black robes in front of him point at him with his finger. Then Arbeloa felt his vision go black and he unconsciously collapsed to the ground.