Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 59 The Real Purpose of the Senior Students' Lectures

"Senior Byron."

"Um?"

"Would you like to wipe the debt you owe me clean?" Saul asked with a smile, spreading his hands out to Byron.

"Um???"

……

2 points in the early hours.

Kongsa was lying on the ground.

She doesn't like sleeping in bed.

I feel safer lying under the bed.

It's ridiculous!

She is the most skilled level two apprentice, and the one with the best chance of advancing to level three among all level two apprentices.

But she was still afraid.

I'm more afraid than anyone else.

The best way to hide fear is to first make others fear her.

She raised her hand and gently touched her face, her fingertips trembling as she reached the spot where her cheek met the glass.

"Knock knock knock".

A regular knocking sound rang out.

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft.

If someone is sleeping, it may not be possible to wake them up.

But Kongsa heard it very clearly.

Her mind's eyeballs pressed excitedly against the glass wall, and she could vaguely see a small figure behind the door.

"Sol?" she exclaimed excitedly.

Thor, now her man, brings with him the brain of an apprentice with each arrival.

Kong Sha crawled out from under the bed, straightened her clothes, and made sure she looked radiant as always.

She swayed her hips as she walked to the dormitory door and opened it.

Outside the door, Saul maintained a polite smile and gazed sincerely at Kongsa.

"Senior, would you like another Level 2 apprentice's brain?"

His eyes were rolling around.

Kongsha's gaze fell on Saul's left hand, and she nearly crushed the doorknob in her hand with a sudden force.

She stepped aside to let Saul in.

"You... underwent witch body modification?"

"Yes, I survived by sheer luck."

Kong Sha gave a cold laugh. Her little servant had already slipped out of her control without her noticing!

Seeing Kongsha's expression turn dangerous, Thor immediately said, "It's all thanks to Senior's potion. Although I don't need a second potion, I will still keep bringing Senior gifts."

Gift?

Brain!

Kongsha's eyes trembled, and the white fluid seemed to be boiling.

But she eventually calmed down and accepted Saul's promise.

"Since you no longer need my medicine, why are you willing to help me with my brain?"

"Firstly, Senior Kongsha saved my life, so of course I won't refuse if you need anything. Secondly, I'm asking Senior Kongsha to save me again," Thor said earnestly. "Afterwards, I will try my best to prepare more and better gifts for Senior Kongsha."

Kongsa looked at Thor's left hand. She didn't ask Thor how he did it, because he wouldn't tell her the truth anyway.

Finally, Kong Sha gave a charming smile.

"Tell me, who do you want to kill?"

Nothing happened that night.

Classes started the next day.

Thor made an unprecedented appearance in a general education class.

When Keli turned her head and saw him, she looked like she had seen a ghost.

"Why are you here?"

"I figured it out, so I came," Thor said with a smile, sitting down next to Claire.

"Your hand?" Claire immediately noticed Thor's unconcealed left hand.

"I made a glove, the craftsmanship is alright, I think."

Claire blinked. "It doesn't look good."

Thor: "..."

As Keli spoke, the apprentices who taught the knowledge of all things stepped onto the platform.

The instructor for this course is very consistent; it has always been the same second-level apprentice who started the course.

Today he is talking about the herbal medicine section of the plant section.

Saul listened to the whole thing from beginning to end, without missing a single word.

Then he discovered that this senior student was actually reading it word for word!

So what is the significance of this lesson?

It's even more hypnotic than an automatic audiobook player.

There wasn't a single further explanation.

Keli was already scribbling and drawing nearby. Thor glanced at her and thought she seemed to be analyzing the construction model of some 0th-order sorcery.

He didn't look closely.

Firstly, it's not suitable.

Secondly, he was afraid that Keli would ask him for money.

After the second-level apprentice finished speaking, he casually put down his book, said, "Ask me if you have any questions," and then took out another book from his bag and began to study it.

There were very few people in the classroom, almost half the number when Saul last taught the class.

Few of those who remained were actually listening attentively.

So what is the purpose of this lesson?

Thor rested his chin on his hand, deep in thought. "Pink said knowledge is a wizard's tool. So how do you use these tools?"

After staring at the senior student giving the lecture for a while, Thor put away his book, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and stood up.

"Are you leaving again?" Claire said without looking up.

But Thor walked quickly and didn't have time to answer Claire's question.

He walked down to the podium, faced the senior student who was sitting crookedly behind the podium, looked up, and asked respectfully.

"Senior, may I ask you a question?"

"One credit, five minutes." The senior student was still engrossed in his book, answering the question as if by reflex.

"Sure. Can you keep my question confidential?"

The senior student looked up.

Thor's voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for the apprentices in the first few rows to hear.

Some people cast curious glances their way.

The senior student giving the lecture suddenly smiled and chanted a spell.

Next, his voice echoed in Thor's mind.

"Two-way communication means you can speak normally without others hearing your voice or seeing your lips. But now it costs 2 credits."

Forced sale!

However, Thor's eyes lit up.

The Message spell is a Tier 0 spell, so is this Two-Way Message spell a Tier 1 spell?

What does it mean for a senior to be able to choose to learn this kind of auxiliary first-order sorcery?

He'll definitely have more practical witchcraft!

Before Thor could speak, the senior student said, "Pay your credits first."

Thor asked, "Senior, how do I transfer the credits to you? Should we go to the registration office first?"

The other person shook their head and took out a piece of paper from under the table, on which the time and name were recorded.

"Take the badge from your clothes, activate it with your mental power, and press it here to leave your mark. I'll redeem it at the registration office tomorrow. If you don't have the credits and you lied to me, you'll need to pay ten times the amount in compensation."

The senior student seemed quite excited at this point, as if he hoped someone would give it a try.

Without hesitation, Thor left his mark as instructed.

The top left corner of the paper also reads: Monroe, Second-Level Apprentice.

It should be the other person's name.

After Thor left his mark, Monroe took out a blue hourglass, placed it on the table, let Thor take a look, and then turned the hourglass upside down.

The timer has started.

Thor spoke up almost immediately: "Senior, why is the effect of the same 0th-tier spell so different when used on an ordinary person versus a newly apprentice?"

"Because of resistance." Monroe looked at Saul, then asked, "Did you kill someone?"

Thor paused, his expression turning wary.

"It's nothing, I was just asking out of curiosity, you don't need to answer." Monroe waved his hand and continued to explain, "Resistance is divided into mental resistance and magical resistance."

"A new apprentice, although their magic and mental strength have not yet increased significantly, is improving their own resistance through daily study, meditation, rune construction, and witchcraft practice. In addition, the mysterious influence of the wizard tower will qualitatively enhance their tolerance to witchcraft."

"But these resistances are actually very small. They're fine against level 0 magic, but if you're facing level 1 or higher sorcery, trying to tough it out with your body is just asking for death."

"The only way to truly protect yourself from the harm of others' witchcraft is through defensive witchcraft. Many wandering witches don't learn offensive witchcraft first; they learn defensive witchcraft. They prefer to fight with swords because they know their own vulnerability and the horror of witchcraft."

"I'll stop my explanation here. Any deeper explanation is not for you to know."

Thor nodded, then immediately asked, "So what's the difference between a first-level apprentice and a second-level apprentice?"

Monroe's eyes widened, somewhat excited. "It's not that different. Although apprentices are divided into first, second, and third levels, they are all just apprentices after all, with no qualitative difference. Mental strength won't increase significantly, and you can't solidify witchcraft, so combat relies heavily on on-the-spot reactions. Once you reach 50 joules and learn your first first-tier witchcraft, you can be called a second-tier apprentice. But in reality, even if you only have 40 joules of magic power and learn a first-tier witchcraft, you can still get the second-tier apprentice badge!"

Thor immediately grasped the key point, "So the fundamental requirement for becoming a second-level apprentice is mastering a first-tier sorcery?"

Monroe nodded. "But magic power can't fall too far behind, and reaching level two too quickly isn't good either."

He was still leaning to one side, his hand supporting his chin.

"Once you reach level two, you'll find that you haven't become much stronger, but the world has become even more terrifying."

(End of this chapter)