Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 65 - 61 Level 9, Task 2

Chapter 65: Chapter 61 Level 9, Task 2

Chapter 65 -61 Level 9, Task 2

“Master Level, thirty-one points of Proficiency in [Particle Torrent], after casting, the number of Energy Particles increased to thirty-one, the Magic Domain expands, power surges…

Once activated, it truly possesses the grand momentum of a torrent that could end the world, definitely comparable to an Official Wizard casting a First Rank Magic.”

Ronan has witnessed the powerful Jerome, an Official Wizard Level expert, in action and firmly believes the power of [Particle Torrent] is no less impressive than his Molten Lava Fire Ring.

The only difference is that when he now casts [Particle Torrent], as a Level 9 Apprentice, his spiritual power gets completely drained in one go, whereas the other could cast Molten Lava Fire Ring at will.

But anyhow, Ronan now possesses a strong trump card that could compare to an Official Wizard Level expert going all out; saying he is invincible as an Apprentice might be an overstatement, but he is definitely among the top.

The cost behind this improvement involved a significant amount of true gold and silver.

This month alone, the Spiritual Power Recovery Potions that Ronan consumed while practicing his Spells nearly cost him a whole Advanced Magic Stone!

Luckily, he spent time studying Rune Engraving, successfully mastering the Advanced Zero Rank [Swift] rune, and occasionally buying some Rune Stones to “heal”.

“[Charging Weapons] took so much effort, the Proficiency almost reached Expert Level Complete…

[Ascetic Body Refinement], practiced religiously, hasn’t made much progress.

But [Basic Swordsmanship] easily reached the Master Level Proficiency…”

Easily advancing also meant minimal improvement.

Master Level [Basic Swordsmanship] didn’t undergo any qualitative Transformation, but it seemed to drastically improve Ronan’s control over his body.

It was as if he became a precisely intricate machine; with every sword strike, it felt like hearing the gears in his body efficiently turning, mobilizing every bit of strength…

“Now my Strength, even at Apprentice Level, isn’t weak.

I can also start gathering resources needed for advancing to an Official Wizard…

Keep an eye on the tasks announced on the Academy’s notice board…”

After recovering his spiritual power, Ronan thought to himself as he headed back towards town.

Before leaving, he picked up several fish killed by his Spells from the lake’s surface, planning them as tonight’s dinner.

…

Wizard Land, the town, Drunken Deer Bar.

In the tavern, fires blazed in the fireplaces, banishing the chill from outside.

The tavern wasn’t crowded, mostly occupied by Wandering Wizards relaxing and whiling away their boring moments.

Ronan ordered a wild raspberry brewed wine at the bar and found a quiet corner to sit in, quietly listening to the whispers of wizards in the tavern.

Since Old Wells and others left, the solitary Ronan often came here to relax after his rigorous training.

One reason was to relax, and the other was the tavern’s proximity to the academy’s mission announcement board, where he could often hear useful information.

“This cup is for Marnie and Madena, may their souls rest in peace…”

At a small round table about five or six meters from Ronan, several Grey Robed Wizards were praying in low voices, their expressions solemn, a subtle sadness flowing between their brows.

They were mourning colleagues who died in action.

Since the academy’s Recruitment Order was upgraded, similar scenes had become quite common.

Ronan slowly sipped the fruit wine in his cup, listening to the wizards in the tavern discuss recent mission-related topics.

His hearing was exceptional, far beyond ordinary people, virtually capturing conversations from any table in the tavern.

“Bang!”

Suddenly, the sound of a wine glass heavily smacking onto a table caught Ronan’s attention.

“Stop, Iris…

I can’t give up this opportunity!”

Ronan saw a tall, thin young wizard stand up from a table, his lips tightly sealed, a resolute look on his face as he stormed out of the tavern.

A young female wizard at the same table continuously called his name, yet couldn’t stop the young wizard’s steps.

As the figure disappeared into the tavern’s doorway, the young female wizard began to cry while covering her face.

Another male wizard at the table kept comforting her.

“Don’t be sad, Iris, Reiny has his own choices, we should respect them…”

“Could a task with God Burning Potion as a reward be that simple?

I’m afraid he might never return…”

“Ah, becoming an Official Wizard has always been Reiny’s greatest desire…

No matter what, Iris, I’ll always be by your side…

Hmm?!”

The male wizard, who was quietly embracing and patting the crying female wizard, suddenly noticed someone looming directly in front of him, staring intently.

The male wizard’s first reaction was to think that the previous companion returned, frightened, he quickly moved away from the young female wizard’s body.

The next second, seeing it was a stranger, he forcibly calmed himself and asked, “Who are you?

What do you want?!”

“Is that reward with the God Burning Potion task real?”

“Posted just yesterday, right on the notice board, you…

can’t you go check it yourself…”

Ronan, uninterested in the seemingly opportunistic male wizard with a guilt-ridden expression, casually threw down a Low-level Magic Stone to settle the tab and hurriedly left the tavern.

On his way, Ronan’s steps did not stop, heading directly toward the academy’s announcement board.

Reaching the spot, it was as bustling as ever; Ronan immediately spotted the prominently displayed words – “God Burning Potion”.

Ronan’s heart pounded heavily.

The task was posted yesterday, known by many, he was relatively late to find out.

The task content wasn’t specifically detailed, only stating it required Apprentice Level Strength or above to participate, with each participant receiving a God Burning Potion as a reward.