Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 107 Exhaustion and Change

Ruger felt that he had gained two useful pieces of information from the old drunkard's words.

First, if you want to become a formal wizard, after meeting certain conditions, you also need to prepare a promotion ceremony, also known as a sublimation ceremony.

Second, a wizard apprentice must be tough on himself. From the old apprentice's words, Ruger could sense both his former high spirits and the confusion he felt after repeated failures. Perhaps it was the lost ten years that caused him to hesitate and waver during his first attempt, not decisively choosing the life-sapping ritual of sublimation. Ultimately, one step led to another, and he lost all hope, returning alone to a hometown without family or friends to await his own death.

Perhaps, the inheritance of the art of stinginess is still a wish of the old drunkard.

Moreover, this alcoholic old wizard apprentice always calls himself a wild wizard. Perhaps his days there were not always happy and smooth.

The alcoholic old man tilted his head and looked at Ruger opposite him.

"Do you know why the old men of the Findis family respect me? They are respecting a tragedy, a joke that will be passed down forever. They are insignificant in front of a true wizard, but when they see my failure, their humble aristocratic status shines like a star."

The drunk drank another glass, then took out a different one and sniffed it.

"In their eyes, if I were one of them, my fate would be different. Even if I were sick, I would be cured quickly. Even if I missed the talent test, there would be other ways to test it privately. I could even get a ferry ticket to the wizarding domain as an exception if I had good talent. I wouldn't have to waste ten years of my life. These guys feel that their noble aristocratic status has influenced the birth of a wizard in Star City. This makes them feel comfortable every time they think about it." said the old drunkard.

Ruger looked at the old drunkard and felt that the old wizard apprentice had no emotion in his heart when he said these things.

Naturally, he had never had the experience of quietly waiting for the end of his life, and could not accurately imagine that feeling. He did not know if it was because his life was about to come to an end that he could be so calm. As a senior fifth-level wizard apprentice, perhaps at this stage he could clearly sense the loss or exhaustion of the source of his life. Unless there was an accident, he could only silently watch himself die bit by bit.

"Is there nothing I can do?" said Luger.

He was not just trying to gain knowledge, he was also genuinely curious.

A strange and sticky wine was making a gurgling sound in the mouth of the old wizard's apprentice.

"What method? Bloodline transformation like you did? I've naturally thought of the common methods," the old man said. "Perhaps there are some ways to save me, but those are not something a wizard apprentice can do. For example, your perfect bloodline transformation is not something an apprentice can do, not even an ordinary formal wizard can do it. My path is not suitable for bloodline transformation, which will increase the difficulty of my advancement. So I have never done it. By the time I wanted to linger on, it was too late. The essence of life had already irreversibly lost, and I can no longer do anything with my ability."

The wheels of the animal cart squeaked.

Ruger felt that every fifth-level wizard apprentice he met seemed to be a genius, but there were also a large number of failures among the geniuses.

He stared at the alcoholic old man all the way and couldn't help but sigh at his amazing drinking capacity.

The kind that makes you feel full even after drinking water.

"Don't be afraid of death. Learn to enjoy your last peaceful moments," the old wizard apprentice said with a smile. "After all, there's still good wine to keep you company."

Luger looked at him, not knowing what to say.

"Well, the tavern in front is good." The alcoholic old man raised his hand and knocked on the wall of the carriage. The servant driving the animal cart immediately understood and stopped by the roadside.

The old drunk waved to Luger and got out of the car impatiently, as if he was afraid that the tavern would run away.

The animal cart set off again.

The cave city at night, especially the aristocratic area in the inner city, was as lively as during the day, but the road they were taking was relatively quiet. This was all thanks to Daisy. She had agreed on the route with the other party when arranging the animal cart, and she already had a general understanding of Ruger's preferences.

We returned to the manor smoothly.

The first thing Ruger did was to soak himself in a pool of hot water, enjoying the refreshing feeling of washing off the blood stains on his body while eating the fruits that Daisy had carefully prepared for him.

At this moment, he finally had time to calmly feel the changes brought about by the magic mark absorbing the two monsters.

Enter a meditative state.

As he expected, his mental power had increased considerably, but the bad side was the same as last time. After some attempts, he could feel that his mental power was no longer as pliable as before when he was doing extreme meditation.

He took out the stone bar used to test his mental power and found that even though he had not yet mastered the runes, his mental power had already reached the standard of a fourth-level wizard apprentice.

It’s a pity that he cannot be considered a true fourth-level wizard apprentice until the fourth magic mark is completed.

It is one-sided to distinguish wizard apprentices only by the level of their mental power. It is written in several diaries that I have read that some wizard academies or wizard forces that train apprentices will evaluate wizard apprentices through assessments. For example, in many academies, even if the mental power meets the standard and the zero-ring spell position is solidified, it still cannot be considered a qualified first-level wizard apprentice. One must master three or more zero-ring spells to pass the assessment and successfully wear the badge of a wizard apprentice.

After Ruge finished his internal investigation, he began to cast spells to feel the changes outside.

This rage brought him many changes. First of all, he became taller in the demon body state, the pair of sharp horns on his head were a little longer, and the color of the spiral circle pattern on his body became darker, although no one knew what its use was.

And the connection between all of this is the spell Demon Body.

Ruger carefully observed its spell model. It seemed that this spell, which was considered by everyone to be immature by transformation from demonized flesh and blood, was constantly adjusting its less stable spell model than other spells during his use. To put it more nicely, it was constantly improving itself and adapting to itself as the user.

Overall, this should be a good thing. This spell model, which is not as stable as the classic spell, may make it easier to create the compound spell he has been looking forward to when the five magic marks are integrated.

He had just walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed when he heard a knock on the door.

"Sir Ruge, Master Lorigo has returned to the manor."

This was what he had instructed Daisy to do: to inform him immediately when Lorigo returned, but he suddenly lost the interest in rushing to meet the second young master of the Fanxing family.

(End of this chapter)