Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 65: Royal Family's Investment "Resonance"

The count looked at the box and was speechless for a moment.

Twenty thousand gold coins! This was almost equal to the Ralph family's annual income during their heyday.

The shops in the eastern district of the royal capital are extremely valuable, and the annual rent alone is enough to cover the daily expenses of the entire manor.

"Besides..." Orlando took out a letter from his arms: "This is a handwritten letter from Master Ron."

The count took the letter with trembling hands and opened it eagerly.

There was only one sentence written on the letter paper:

"Old man, please don't send any more magic stone fragments. I know it's not easy for my family. Just live your own lives. Everything is fine here."

Reaching out and stroking the familiar handwriting, the earl's eyes unconsciously became moist: "This kid..."

The little son who once only knew how to play has now unknowingly grown into an outstanding person who can care about the family.

"Your Majesty is very impressed with Master Ron's performance." Orlando continued:

"As an apology, the royal family has decided that starting next month, we will directly subsidize Young Master Ron with twenty magic stone fragments per month as training expenses."

Edmund looked at the envoy in disbelief. "Is the royal family willing to provide such generous funding to a non-royal member?"

"This is an investment, Master Edmund."

Orlando smiled slightly. "The potential that Master Ron has shown is worthy of the royal family's attention. The Kingdom of Farouk needs more powerful wizards, and being able to advance from a sixth-level star to a junior apprentice in less than a year is worth our investment."

The Earl nodded. He certainly understood the royal family's considerations.

In this world dominated by supernatural powers, having a powerful wizard as an ally is far more valuable than owning dozens of cities, and the royal family is just placing their bet in advance.

"Please tell my little son..." The Earl stood up, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, "I am proud of him. The family will always welcome him back."

Orlando nodded solemnly. "I will personally convey your message to Master Ron. In addition, in view of the trouble caused by the messenger, the royal family has specially appointed me as the new contact person."

After the envoy left, the Earl and Edmund remained standing in the hall, staring at the box of treasure and letters, speechless for a long time.

"Father." Edmund finally broke the silence, his voice filled with endless relief: "It seems we all underestimated Ron."

The count gently stroked the letter, as if he could touch his little son far away through the paper: "Yes, that child has finally grown up."

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In the black fog jungle, in the dormitory area.

The sky outside the window has become completely dark, and the dim light of the magic crystal lamp casts a hazy light and shadow in the room.

Ron sat at the small table, holding a letter with the royal seal.

"The royal envoy has delivered your handwritten letter and gifts to Earl Ralph's residence..." the letter read.

He smiled slightly and closed the letter.

When he first learned that Hawkins had withheld the magic stone fragments, he was not particularly surprised.

In this world, this level of deception and betrayal is commonplace.

But he hadn't expected the royal family's reaction to be so swift and drastic—they immediately executed Hawkins and his family, sent a special envoy to apologize, and even promised to provide twenty magic stone fragments per month. "The Farouk royal family is truly worthy of ruling the kingdom for hundreds of years..."

Ron muttered to himself, a glint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "Not only does he master power, he also understands the art of balancing power."

There was also an exquisite small bag on the table, which contained twenty brand new magic stone fragments. The surface was shining with pure luster, and each piece was the size of a fingernail, with sharp edges and corners.

This was a "welcome gift" from the royal family, and the accompanying letter said it was a congratulatory gift for his promotion to junior apprentice.

"Exchanging twenty magic stone fragments per month for a potential ally is simply too good a deal for the royal family."

Ron chuckled and shook his head: "For me, these resources can just accelerate my growth."

He reached out and touched a fragment of the magic stone, feeling the energy pulsating slightly within it.

After changing his job to [Wizard Apprentice], his perception of magic became more acute, and he could clearly discern the energy characteristics and purity contained in each piece of magic stone fragment.

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In the library, Ron buried himself in a pile of old books.

At this time, he was studying theories related to sound and vibration, which was the key to perfecting sonic magic.

Darend's notes contain a large number of records of attempts to combine audio, vibration and mental power, but many parts appear fragmented and lack systematic theoretical support.

"The key is to find the precise vibration frequency..." Ron muttered to himself, his fingers sliding across a yellowed page of paper that recorded the effects of different sound waves on various substances.

Ever since he began studying "Murmurs of the Star-Eater", his mental strength has been greatly improved. Now when he looks at Darend's notes again, many parts that were originally obscure and difficult to understand have become clear.

"So that's how it is. Darend has been trying to find the resonance point between magic and spiritual power..."

Ron picked up his pen and wrote down his new discovery in his notebook.

The concept of "rhythm" began to form a complete system in his mind. Different forms of energy have their own specific vibration frequencies, and finding the harmonious relationship between these frequencies can create more powerful and stable effects.

This is the core of sonic magic.

He closed the book, took out Darend's notes from his pocket, and turned to the last few pages with the most complicated diagrams.

Ron is now able to understand the meaning of these charts. Darend is trying to create a sonic attack that can directly act on the mental level and affect the target's consciousness without physical contact.

"That's why Oliver is so interested in this research..." Ron suddenly realized: "If sound waves can be used as a carrier of mental power, then curses..."

A new understanding suddenly emerged in his mind: traditional curses require a material medium as a connection, such as the target's hair, blood or personal belongings, which severely limits the scope of application of the curse.

But if the curse energy is integrated into sound waves of a specific frequency, this limitation can theoretically be overcome, enabling long-range, contactless transmission of the curse.

While the inspiration was still there, Ron quickly turned into the public experimental site not far away.

After delivering a piece of magic stone fragment and applying for an independent compartment, he began to try to integrate mental control techniques into the construction process of sonic spells.

Closing his eyes, his mental power was once again condensed into the familiar spiral structure.

But this time, he tried to make the energy vibrate according to a specific rhythm, like the pulsation of stars in the universe.

[Spell Construction (Beginner) Experience + 2]

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