Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique-Chapter 426 - 111 Special Conscription, Familiar Strangers _2

Chapter 426: Chapter 111 Special Conscription, Familiar Strangers _2

What Lionel Family, what Lucia Family, in front of the truly rooted families in the main academy, they’re nothing.

She, as the beloved granddaughter of the two deans, leads her legion, however small, containing members certainly from the academy’s main family members.

Once there, you must restrain your temper, be polite to others.

Even if you feel oppressed, as long as it’s not too extreme, endure it if you can, don’t be envious.”

Link nodded seriously.

He thought the same, not to jeopardize everything over trivial matters.

After all, a nobleman should act like a dragon, flexible and adaptable.

“Alright, you go and prepare now, I’ll inform Palo of this,”

Said Serene wizard with a worried expression, “He was thinking a few days ago about sending you to oversee the Fairy World enhancement project. Polo Salossal is proving to be useless, he can’t even copy the answers correctly.”

Link ignored Serene Wizard’s grumblings at the end, waiting quietly as she ended the call.

All the information and research records for the “Sublimation” potion were submitted, no secrets were withheld.

However, let me put it this way.

Just as having blueprints doesn’t mean one can build an aircraft carrier, large-scale bio-enhancement and reform is not simple, especially without errors.

The talent and level of the frontline Medical Department is inadequate, errors are inevitable.

Unless the Serene Wizard drops everything to lend a hand, the bio-enhancement and reform will not go smoothly.

In the field of scientific research, a good leader can have such a massive impact.

Collecting his scattered thoughts, Link meditated for a while and then set his operation on his intelligence brain to respond to the draft order.

He soon received the coordinate information.

Jasmine walked into the study, quietly sat in front of Link, remaining silent.

After a long while, Jasmine softly spoke: “I’ll handle the Grande Potion Shop, as well as ‘Do Whatever You Like’, don’t worry about leaving, I have your back.”

At this moment, Jasmine finally understood Serene Wizard’s dilemma.

Wanting to go to the battlefield at all costs, fighting side by side with their loved one, but also worrying about the rear, fearing their beloved one’s main base will be attacked, cutting off supply lines.

In such a dilemma, one can only make a reluctant choice.

“Don’t worry, it’s not a bad thing.”

Link gave a comforting grin, “Maybe the higher-ups of the academy have taken an interest in me, and just want me to prove myself.”

“You’re just trying to console me.”

With a slap, Jasmine pushed away Link’s hand from her head and huffed, “Anyway, be careful out there, don’t fool around. One Elise is already enough trouble.”

“What did Elise do to upset you? Everything between us is above board,”

Link asked in confusion, then seeing Jasmine’s reaction, quickly tried to explain.

“You’re thinking of getting involved!”

At his words, Jasmine glared at him, her anger palpable.

She suddenly stood up, charging at Link, head down and biting down hard on Link’s shoulder.

She bit hard, refusing to let go.

Not until leaving a deep bite mark, did she release her teeth.

Lying in Link’s arms, she rested her head on his shoulder, revealing her weight, unwilling to get up.

Time slowly passed.

The moon was overhead, deep into the night.

Jasmine finally rose, her face red, planting a strong kiss on his face before going to her room.

Thankfully Link has a good physique, holding a position for a while wasn’t an issue, not causing any discomfort or hindrance.

That night, Link found himself suffering from rare insomnia.

The next morning, without waking Jasmine, Link drove the “Phantom Coupe” out of the villa.

From the second floor, Jasmine watched Link depart from the balcony glass door.

She stayed still for a long time.

Once again at the Inter-Dimensional Teleportation Portal.

Link, based on the coordinates received after responding to the draft order, communicated with the Tower Spirit to set the teleport coordinates and stepped through the Light Gate.

He was familiar with the feeling of space-time dislocation coming and going.

Alert as always, Link steadied himself before tilting his head, narrowly dodging a cold arrow ambush.

Franda timely triggered his destiny witchcraft “Battle Armor” the most agile version of “Wind Shadow”.

A gentle breeze held Link’s body, at an unexpectedly fast speed, carrying him upwards.

To avoid the incoming storm of arrows.

“Enough.”

A reprimand rang out.

The imminent storm of arrows froze mid-flight.

Link’s upward momentum was interrupted as he fell uncontrollably.

After gauging the strength of the restraint and guidance, Link felt he could break free, but didn’t attempt it.

Being new, it was normal to receive a show of force.

Furthermore, the attackers seemed to have no malicious intent, using a Zero Ring witchcraft, its shooting speed was slow and wasn’t aimed at vital spots.

The hidden ambusher and the one who called for a stop appeared, coming before Link, who was standing atop the high platform of the teleportation gate.

Both of them were witches, one of them was someone Link knew, Lanny Taylor.

The one who took advantage of his unpreparedness and assaulted him, was her.

The other witch, Link did not know.

However, judging from the perceived threat level, she was a Senior Second-Level Wizard, no less capable than Assad.

At full strength, Link could perhaps escape with his life from her, but to harm her, he was slightly incapable.

“Hello, I am Sandra Diomand, the one who issued the draft order to you.”