Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 22 Claude

The room was spacious, and you could see a lot of books at a glance. Rows of books were placed on the bookshelves against the wall.

On the table at the far end of the room, there was a mountain of books, and behind the mountain of books sat a bald, white-bearded old man.

Claude slowly raised his head, and seeing Melissa, comforted her, "I've heard about what happened in the Dul Valley. Please accept my condolences. With wizards involved, there's nothing anyone can do. From now on, you should stay at the academy and focus on your studies. You're safe here."

"Thank you, teacher." Melissa wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes.

"And who is this?" Claude asked Herag.

Herag introduced himself: "My name is Herag Merlin. I was originally Baron Baron's bodyguard, but now I have embarked on the path of following in the footsteps of wizards. I have come here to ask Grand Scholar Claude some questions."

Claude was surprised and stood up, asking seriously, "You have the aptitude to be a wizard?"

"I am now a wizard apprentice," Herag said.

"Is there a teacher?" Claude asked.

"no."

Claude nodded: "I understand. You probably want to join the wizarding organization."

"Yes, but I know nothing about these things, so I would like to ask the learned scholar for advice." Herag looked at Claude's expression and clearly knew something.

Claude laughed, "Erudite? Compared to wizards, I'm just an uncivilized savage in a cave. You're too late. The ship carrying wizard apprentices left three months ago, and who knows when the next one will come—maybe three months, maybe three years."

"Three years?" Herag recalled that Malcolm had mentioned that very few ships passed through the Coulson continent.

Seeing Herag's disappointment, Claude said, "The sea is full of unpredictable events, so the ship's schedule is never certain. Don't worry, it's better to use this time to prepare. You probably haven't learned Sivir yet, have you?"

"Sevier language?" Herag had never heard of this language.

"This is an ancient common language. Since you want to walk the path of a wizard, you must learn Sivir." Claude said, walking to the bookshelf and taking down a heavy book.

Helag didn't recognize the language on the book cover; it looked similar to English letters.

"This book is called 'The Common Language of Sivir,' and you can learn it from me from now on." Claude handed the book to Herag.

Helag accepted it and thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Grand Scholar!"

Claude looked at Herag with envy and said earnestly, "Youth is wonderful. I once longed to become a wizard, but unfortunately I didn't have the aptitude. If I could have one student become a wizard in this lifetime, it would be a dream come true."

"Hrag, why aren't you calling me teacher!" Melissa was very agitated, her eyes flashing with a frantic urge.

Helag realized what was happening and smiled, "Hlag greets the teacher!"

"Hahaha! Good boy." Claude stroked his beard and laughed heartily.

Melissa laughed and said, "From now on, you'll have to call me senior."

"Let's start with the first lesson today: an introduction to Sivir." Claude dragged a blackboard out of the next room and began teaching immediately.

Herag listened attentively. Sivir is very similar to English, with thirty-four basic letters that are combined to form different words, and the grammar is not complicated.

With Deep Blue's assistance, he learns very quickly.

"The Sivir language database has been established."

Deep Blue has entered the Sivir language information, so now even if Herag doesn't continue studying, Deep Blue can help him translate Sivir.

"What a gifted student!" Two hours later, Claude was becoming more and more satisfied with this student.

This was the first time he had ever seen a student learn a language so quickly; he could only describe them as a genius.

Claude exclaimed, "Melissa is already a very smart child, but Herag is the most talented student I have ever seen."

Helag humbly replied, "Teacher, you teach well. Teacher, I'd like to go to the library to look up some information."

"Use my library card first, and return it to me when yours is ready." Claude took his library card out of the desk drawer.

He doesn't need this thing anymore; he doesn't need a library card to go to the library, he can just use facial recognition.

The library card is made of wood and is very well made.

Herag suspected that only Claude's library card was like this; it was impossible for ordinary students to use such good wood, as the wood alone would cost money.

……

That night, Helag and his group ate together.

Emil said, "We checked it out during the day, and there's a mercenary guild here. We're planning to go and take on some missions; some of the rewards are quite high."

Melissa worriedly said, "High rewards mean high risks. You don't need to rush to make money; safety is the most important thing."

Emil patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm a full-fledged knight, and Jimmy and the others have been working together for many years. We can easily handle most missions."

"If you need my help, just call me," Herag said.

"Hrag, you should focus on preparing for your wizard training. Your future path is much longer than ours, so don't waste your time on these mercenary missions." Emil refused Hrag's offer, not wanting to delay Hrag because of making money.

"We need to stretch our muscles occasionally. We don't know when the ship will arrive, and the chances of fighting alongside you will become fewer and fewer." Herag poured himself a glass of wine and downed it in a toast.

The group drank until late before dispersing. Instead of resting, Herag continued to gaze at the starry sky outside the window and meditate.

He was meditating on the second star.

Meditation on the second star was a bit slower than before; without the aid of meteorite grass, the meditation progress was too slow.

As the night passed and Emil and the others were still asleep, Hrag had already arrived at the library of Northentan College.

The library is a circular, six-story building, which is considered a magnificent building in this world.

"You're not a student of our college, are you? Do you have a library card?" The guard at the door stopped Herag. Herag's demeanor was completely different from that of ordinary students; it was obvious at a glance.

The guard stared at Hrag warily, sensing that the man before him was dangerous.

"I am a student of Grand Scholar Claude, and this is my library card." Herag showed Claude's library card.

"This..." The guard checked the library card, which was indeed genuine, but he had never heard of Claude ever taking in such a student.

"Excuse me, please wait a moment, I need to go and check," the guard said politely.

"Okay, I understand, thank you for your help." Herag wasn't in a hurry to go in, and waited at the door for a while.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the man was very polite, smiled apologetically, and went inside to find the librarian.

Ten minutes later, the guard came out again and respectfully presented the library card with both hands: "Mr. Herag, you may go in now."

"Thank you!" Herag said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)