Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 79: Monarch Bloodline Multi-Armed Snake Demon
Tracy looked around and led him to a corner of the square. After confirming that no one was eavesdropping, she slightly leaned closer to Ron.

This gesture of closeness would have been unthinkable a few weeks ago, but now it seems natural.

"I don't usually tell people that."

She whispered, with a rare hint of honesty in her voice:

"But considering our relationship as fellow countrymen and collaborators, I think you are entitled to know this."

The brown-haired girl paused, as if choosing her words. "Actually, Beaver Moon is from the Fire Flow Tribe south of the Black Mist Jungle. She is one of the few survivors."

Ron raised an eyebrow. The name seemed familiar. "Fire Flow Tribe? I think I've seen that name in the school archives."

"You have a pretty good memory." Tracy nodded approvingly, tapping the magic stone bag at her waist.

"That was a rebellious tribe that Mentor Corinna personally wiped out about fifteen years ago. It's said that almost no one was left alive in that 'extermination operation.'"

When she said these words, Tracy's voice was calm and almost indifferent, as if she was just narrating an insignificant matter.

Li Yue, who was standing next to her, could obviously understand human language, but her face was expressionless and she showed no emotional reaction.

"Beiyue was just a baby at the time. She has no memory of her hometown or her people."

Tracy continued, a hint of pity flashing through her tone, but she quickly returned to her cold, narrative tone:

"The mentor discovered that she had the blood of a monarch, so he brought her back to the academy and hired a 'Mixer' to transform and train her."

Ron keenly noticed that when the word "mixer" appeared, Li Yue's ears twitched slightly, and a hint of deep-hidden fear flashed across his eyes, and then he calmed down again.

"Mix?" He asked casually, "Is it the wizarding skill that specializes in transforming blood?"

"That's right." Tracy nodded, her eyes sweeping over Beaver Moon.
"For combat slaves, trainers can strengthen their bloodline advantages, suppress unnecessary memories and emotions, and ensure absolute obedience."

At this point, she unconsciously revealed a subtle smile:

"After I was promoted to junior apprentice and became a student of Instructor Corinna, she gave me Beaver Moon as a welcoming gift. This is considered a great honor within the school. After all, a fully trained Leopard Girl of the Monarch Vein like Beaver Moon is worth at least the equivalent of nearly ten complete magic stones."

Ron looked at Leopard Moon thoughtfully. Throughout the process of Tracy telling her about the demise of her tribe, the Leopard Woman's expression remained calm, as if those dead tribesmen had nothing to do with her.

Her golden eyes were focused and alert, but there was no trace of nostalgia or hatred for the past in them.

"What an amazing training result," Ron commented cautiously. "This level of loyalty to one's master is truly rare."

"This is the rule of the Black Mist Jungle," Tracy said softly, with a rare hint of nostalgia in her tone.

"The strong dominate everything, and the weak must either submit or perish. Therefore, we must improve our strength as quickly as possible to gain a foothold in this cruel world."

Her gaze sharpened again. "Speaking of which, since you've asked so many questions, are you also interested in training combat slaves? With your current rate of development, you should definitely consider this aspect."

Ron smiled noncommittally. "I'm just a little curious. I see you and Beaver Moon work so well together, so I want to learn more about that."

Tracy raised an eyebrow, a subtle glint in her eyes. "You're always so cautious, aren't you? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Her tone suddenly became half-joking, and this sense of lightness was particularly rare given her usual cold image.

"Among the wizard candidate sequence, almost every member of the sequence cultivates at least one combat slave of this level."

Tracy then explained:

"But most people prefer those types that are large and destructive, like orcs, werewolves, or bear people. Types like Tanuki Moon who rely on speed and skills are relatively rare."

Having said this, she looked up at the sky:
"In fact, the battles between Sequence members are, to a large extent, a test of their respective training capabilities. My mentor once said that the combat slaves a person trains often reflect his or her own personality and aesthetic taste."

"Well, what do you think Cynthia's orcish nature reflects about her?" Ron asked curiously.

"Violence, lack of patience, and only focusing on superficial strength." Tracy sneered.
"She gave the orc the Violence Crystal. While it significantly boosted his strength in a short period of time, it came at the cost of severe damage to his life. This is her style—pursuing short-term gains without regard for the consequences."

Ron nodded in thanks. "So, based on your experience, do you have any recommended races?"

The brown-haired girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, her slender fingers gently tapping her chin: "For you, the multi-armed snake demon should be a good choice."

Her voice became professional and enthusiastic, and it was obvious that few people would discuss this with her normally:
"They typically have four to six arms and can wield multiple weapons simultaneously, allowing them to protect you in close combat while also providing support with ranged weapons like spears and bows. Their intelligence is comparable to, or even higher than, that of humans, making them well-suited to executing complex commands."

"Multi-armed snake demon?" Ron immediately became interested, his tone filled with undisguised curiosity: "Are they good at swordsmanship?"

"Very good at it." Tracy nodded, confirming his guess:

"Their multi-arm advantage gives them a unique advantage in swordsmanship. It's said that in the depths of the abyss, some pure-blooded snake demons can even control eight different weapons simultaneously, forming a nearly seamless offensive and defensive system."

Hearing this, he couldn't help but start thinking about his own practice of "Corona Swordsmanship".

If this set of swordsmanship could be taught to a multi-armed snake demon and combined with his own magic attacks, his combat effectiveness would indeed have a qualitative leap.

Moreover, his basic swordsmanship is close to the level of proficiency. If he can find a suitable person to practice with, perhaps his breakthrough speed will be accelerated in the future.

When Tracy said this, her eyes became deep and her words were tentative:
"Of course, the price will be high. Even a hybrid with the thinnest bloodline requires at least three or four complete magic stones, and a pureblood requires at least twenty complete magic stones. Generally, only official wizards can command pure-blooded snake demons. After all, they come from the lower layers of the abyss, making them extremely difficult to capture, and the mortality rate upon bringing them back is also high."

Ron secretly calculated his financial resources. Although his income had been good recently, it was still far from enough to afford such a high price.

"But you don't have to be too anxious." Tracy seemed to see his concerns:

"You must first pass the Potions Master certification, then the intermediate apprentice qualification, and only then will you need to consider the candidate wizard sequence. By then, with the powerful income-making ability of a professional Potions Master, it should be more than enough to buy a half-blood snake demon."

The two chatted for a while until the crowd around the square gradually dispersed, and the brown-haired girl said goodbye.

Before they parted, he took another look at the tall Leopard Woman.

(End of this chapter)