Lord of Cinder in American Comics

The old man's scroll teaches spells with penetrating power and a strong combat rhythm. The price for learning these spells is two choices: either join the Grand Archives to organize the cursed books, or go to Farron Keep to guard it for a period of time.

The crystal scrolls and gold scrolls that follow are, like the previous ones, advanced versions of these spells. You might learn one or two of the simplest gold spells, but the mysteries of light magic are a price you cannot afford.

Having introduced all the schools of thought, Constantine put away all the books and scrolls, leaving the rest of the time for them. After all, as someone once said, "The path of life is like underwear; you choose your own."

In the evening, at the dining hall, Constantine saw the trainees listlessly shoveling food into their mouths, and even Fitz had to be dragged into the dining hall by Simmons.

Without a computer, Simmons could only use pen and paper to work out all the possibilities he could think of. Looking at the infinitely detailed mind map on the paper, Constantine thought to himself, "As expected of a researcher, his thinking is so meticulous."

That night, just as Constantine was contemplating whether to fly around with Midil again that evening, there was a knock on his office door.

Wanda and Pietro visited Constantine once again, and this time they brought the jewels with them.

After handing the gems to Constantine, Wanda explained their purpose.

"Teacher, which direction should we choose?"

After taking back the gem he had given away, Constantine didn't immediately answer Wanda's question. Instead, he said with some relief, "You finally know the use of this gem!"

However, Constantine's praise made Wanda a little shy, and she lowered her head, staring at her toes with embarrassment.

"Yes, Simmons told me. She said it should be used at this time."

Wanda whispered the truth, explaining how she knew the uses of the gemstones.

Simmons, in the dormitory, saw Wanda struggling with the same dilemma about her future and asked her why she didn't take the gem to Constantine, explaining that that was its true purpose.

After Simmons's suggestion, Wanda hurriedly found Pietro and went with him to Constantine to ask for the best option for herself.

Constantine couldn't help but worry about the intelligence of the students he had chosen.

"Alright, I'll tell you. First, it's you, Pietro."

“Me? Sir, let’s talk about Wanda first. She’s the one who needs guidance the most.”

Pietro was somewhat surprised when Constantine pointed at him. After all, his sister had always been the one to take the lead, and he was willing to give her the opportunity. In Constantine's words, his sister's magical talent was far superior to his own.

Wanda is currently the only person who addresses Constantine as "teacher" without being ridiculed or reprimanded. Everyone knows of Constantine's favoritism towards Wanda.

“I will make special arrangements for Wanda later. Her path is different from all of yours.”

Pietro was relieved after hearing Constantine's words. In Pietro's heart, there was only one gem, and only one chance; he preferred to give the opportunity to his sister.

Only after receiving Constantine's assurance did Pietro agree to accept Constantine's guidance.

"You will transform into a speedster in the future. Do you know what the biggest weakness of this talent is?"

“I don’t know. In your previous explanation, it seemed that this ability could transcend light and time. I really can’t think of any weakness.”

Pietro racked his brains but couldn't come up with an answer to this problem.

"The difference lies in the physical strength of all speedsters. Although they are very fast and have energy to protect their bodies from wind pressure and air resistance while running, the physical strength of all speedsters is at the level of an ordinary person."

Therefore, the spell you must learn in the future is Iron Body, which can protect you from minor physical damage.

And given your active nature, you probably wouldn't like the hand gestures and casting postures required for ordinary spells either.

Constantine's words revealed Pietro's true nature, making Pietro scratch the back of his head somewhat embarrassed.

"The magic named after Fran represents speed, so you still need to learn these spells, understand?"

Pietro playfully gave a Patton-style salute and said, "Yes, sir, understood, sir."

After explaining to Pietro, Constantine looked at Wanda.

“Wanda, with your talent, as long as you find the corresponding energy source, even if it is just a simple energy projection, you will become one of the most powerful people on Earth.”

Such praise brought a blush to Wanda's face, making the girl a little embarrassed.

"However, energy projection is the lowest form of spellcasting. It uses magic to obliterate the opponent without any skill or technique involved. Excessive use of the demon god's dimensional energy will also accelerate the erosion, turning you into the demon god's puppet."

This explanation turned Wanda's face deathly pale. Constantine wondered if he had frightened the little girl.

Constantine continued, "Of course, there's no need to worry about these things. After all, I've also chosen a powerful king and will use his energy as the source of my magic."

This kind of explanation is very useful for young girls, since everyone wants to meet someone like themselves.

"Teacher, may I ask who you chose?"

"The King of the Wandering Souls of Londor is the one to whom the mage carrying the stone shell served on the day you arrived. He can provide me with a series of blessings, such as unparalleled luck or a fixed physical stat."

As he spoke, Constantine pulled open his clothes, revealing the dark ring on Wanda's chest to her and her brother.

"My purpose in showing you this is not to recruit new subordinates for him, but to let you think and learn seriously first. If you really need to find a more powerful dimensional demon god to gain power, I also have more powerful figures I can introduce to you. There's no need to fixate on one person. Your talent deserves better choices, understand?"

Such a detailed explanation and reassurance made the future Scarlet Witch nod earnestly, indicating that she would do as Constantine said.

"So your task now is to train hard and study diligently in the later lessons. Especially you, Pietro, you need to train twice as much as everyone else every day, understand?"

It takes everyone else a day to complete one lap, while it takes Pietro twice as long. Although he really didn't want to do it, Pietro gritted his teeth and agreed at Constantine's insistence.

After giving the two little ones a life counseling session, Constantine stood at the door, watching their figures disappear into the darkness, before saying to the bushes to his left, "Have you finished listening? Aren't you coming out?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Natasha emerged from the darkness. If you ignored the danger she posed, the sight of a graceful woman slowly and alluringly walking towards you under the dim light was truly a sight to behold.

"Uh, do you really have to walk like that? Doesn't it feel uncomfortable?"

Such an insensitive response only earned him a glare from Natasha.

"Are you really that clueless? We've been living under the same roof for almost a month, eating my food and using my things. Even if I haven't done anything special, I've certainly put in the effort, haven't I?"

"You'd better not tell S.H.I.E.L.D. about those two kids. Their future shouldn't be confined to Earth."

Instead of responding to Natasha's sympathetic complaints, Constantine warned her.

No one dared to underestimate Constantine's warning here, lest they anger him and not even be able to leave the Dragon Academy.

Instead of directly responding to Constantine's warning, Natasha stated her conditions: "What can I get in return?"

The transaction is the core of the negotiation; both parties should prioritize getting what they need, and everything else is negotiable.

"I will have Kakarus teach you poison magic, which is the most suitable for you."

Having received the promise, Natasha happily turned and left, even waving goodbye to Constantine with a flourish.

However, no one saw the grief Natasha felt after she turned away. Ever since she earned the title of Black Widow in the Red Room, the name of the wicked woman had always followed her, and she desperately wanted to forget her past.

Today, however, Constantine has once again presented her with this 'most suitable' option, reminding her of her painful past.

'Did I say something right? Why is her soul energy disordered?'

Constantine, bewildered, watched Natasha's retreating figure, somewhat puzzled. But he quickly recovered.

'I'll go play with Mibao for a while longer. The world is cold and desolate; only Mibao can bring me a little warmth.'

That night, no one slept well. Some people were thinking about their future, some were thinking about the past, and many more were kept awake by the huge noise from the abyss below.

The students didn't dare to express any opinions on this matter. After all, they were newcomers to Dragon Academy and their opinions carried little weight. Besides, Constantine had instructed everyone before the very first class not to do anything.

The sound was clearly coming from deeper within the abyss guarded by the Knights of Harland. So the trainees had to cover their heads with pillows to try and quiet it down.

The sounds from the abyss continued, like a large creature leaping and bounding, shaking the entire Ringed City.

Finally, someone couldn't take it anymore. A huge blue light appeared from Obek's residence, shooting directly into the abyss like a comet, followed by a person's wail.

Finally, it's quiet again.

Chapter 134: Hunter Training

At Lubanbian Village, Clint has been eating crabs for a week.

Although the crabs from the Chastity Forest are delicious and nutritious, anyone who eats them every day for a week straight will get sick of them.

After putting down the grilled crab claws he had eaten that morning, Clint forced himself to swallow the last bite of the food in his mouth.

"Geralt, how much longer do I have to eat? I'm so full of crabs every day!"

Hearing Clint's complaint, Geralt, who had just taken a big gulp of the Water of Life, watched Clint handle the crab claws and then seemed to realize something before saying, "You've been eating them for a week already?"

"To be precise, it's been exactly eight days, and today is the ninth day."

"Didn't you love eating when you first arrived? You ate a whole crab leg on your first day."

"But even if it's delicious, I can't stand eating it every day!"

Geralt, laughing heartily, put down his wine glass, stood up, and scrutinized Clint with his apricot-yellow eyes.

He pulled a short bow from an unknown four-dimensional pocket and tossed it to Clint.

"Try this and see if you can pull it apart."

The short bow is made by stretching a bowstring onto simply treated wooden strips; it is unadorned. The only embellishment is the leather handguard wrapped around the bow's limbs.

[Shortbow: A standard small bow. Small bows allow for rapid firing. Arrows must be equipped to use the bow. Two types of arrows can be equipped, and the user can switch between them depending on the situation. Combat Art: Rapid Fire: After drawing the bow fully, the user skillfully nocks arrows and fires them in rapid succession.]

Clint took the bow and became interested. He held it and gestured with it, after all, as a former archer, it was always a joy to have his familiar weapon.

"Where are the arrows? A bow shouldn't be fired without arrows; it will damage the bow."

With one hand gripping the bow and the other resting on the bowstring, Clint asked Geralt for arrows, wanting to show the hunter what a master archer was all about.

After downing half a bottle of the Water of Life in one gulp, Geralt smacked his lips, seemingly unsatisfied, and said, "Why don't you try to pull it open yourself first?"

"I could handle this kind of bow even in the circus..."

Just as he was about to show Geralt his skills, he raised his bow to his chest and pulled the string back with his left hand.

However, even with almost all his strength, Clint could only manage to draw the bow about 70% of its length, far from being able to fully draw the string.

Slowly releasing his grip to avoid damaging the bow from being released without drawing it, Clint asked Geralt, "What kind of bow is this? I can't draw it fully even when I'm using all my strength?"

"It's just a very ordinary short bow, and it requires very little power."

Looking at the bow in his hand, Clint asked, "Is this kind of bow really usable on the battlefield? Even when hunting large creatures, if you can't draw the bow fully, the arrows won't be able to unleash their full power."

Geralt gestured with his apricot-yellow eyes to the boulder beside him and said, "Now go and see how heavy a rock you can lift."

Even with a good understanding of his own physical abilities, Clint didn't intend to refute Geralt on the spot. Following Geralt's suggestion, he walked to a rock the size of a suitcase.

Normally, even with all his might, Clint could only barely lift this kind of stone.

But this time, Clint, who was prepared to use all his strength, instead sent the rock flying.

Clint was stunned as he watched the stone fly over the wall, hit a puddle outside, and get splashed with water.

"Did I do this? Could it be that the gravity is different where we are?"