Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 45 Doors and Windows

The last two runes were a little harder to progress than Ruger had imagined, but only a little.

However, he felt the difficulty wasn't related to the normal difficulty in mastering the runes, but rather to his mental strength. He reasoned that it might be due to his mental strength growing too rapidly during this period. Essentially, the process of attempting to master one meditation rune after another was a form of mental training, and the rate of mental strength growth and the progress of meditation were mutually influential. If there was any particular factor that might have contributed to this period, it was the gray, translucent crystal that had caused his mental strength to surge. He truly despised this external force.

While meditating, he remembered that he had asked half a man to help open a storage bag that he had not checked, but he neglected it when he was busy. The second-level wizard apprentice was already within reach. He was full of energy. Except for eating and sleeping, he was meditating to exercise his mental strength. It was monotonous and boring but also interesting. Continuous efforts made him feel calm in his heart. Seeing his progress bit by bit, he also had a faint sense of satisfaction.

"It should be done today."

He stuffed big mouthfuls of worm meat into his mouth. In order not to waste time and also for the sake of experiment, he had started trying to eat the flesh worms in the bedroom space in the past two days. These fat flesh worms were collected from the gullies when he went to catch worms last time and were put into the space together with the soil collected to spread on the ground. After a few days, they were still alive, the taste did not change, and he did not have diarrhea.

Simply finish a meal.

He lay down and daydreamed for a while, which was a high-end and technically difficult way to relax.

Fortunately, he has mastered it, and he has mastered the core technology.

That means having nothing in your mind.

After a simple meal, some simple daze, and some simple ice cream, he felt that he had adjusted himself and immediately entered a meditative state again.

All the runes needed to construct the second magic scar have been mastered.

The previous attempts had come close, but always just a little short.

He felt that he would succeed this time, and he was inexplicably certain. It was a feeling that he could do it, as if there was a voice in his heart.

Six new and six old, twelve different magic scar meditation runes were outlined and constructed one after another. His mental power was consumed steadily, giving flesh and blood to the new rune culture in an alternative sense. Outlining twelve runes in a row was a test of his willpower and control of his mental power. There could not be any waste, no hesitation. The runes constructed by the meditation method would slowly dissipate over time when they did not form magic scars. As the number of runes required increased, the difficulty of advancement would also increase.

If the construction speed is too fast, it is easy to make mistakes and consume too much. If you pursue safety too much, the first rune may have begun to dissipate when you are constructing the tenth rune, and you will still face failure. At this level, if a first-level apprentice relies solely on his own meditation practice, his mental strength can be said to be just right and cannot tolerate any waste or mistakes.

At this moment, he was like a weed or stone that existed simply in this world without any distractions. The difference was that he would constantly sketch runes in meditation. Apart from that, he was no different from when he was in a daze.

The eleventh rune was outlined in the blink of an eye, and he was only one step away from being promoted to a second-level wizard apprentice. His promotion speed was extremely rare in Kalu's diary, at least faster than Kalu who claimed to be a genius. It was also unknown whether Kalu was bragging.

The first two attempts were due to not getting the degree right. When outlining the twelfth rune, the original rune began to dissipate. The process of repeatedly trying to construct the magic mark is also a meticulous exercise in controlling oneself and mental strength. No matter how powerful the power is, if it cannot be used at will, it does not belong to you.

The twelfth rune is the most complex, like climbing a step. It can also be used to determine what the runes leading to the third magic mark will look like.

He mastered the technique perfectly this time, not feeling a single ounce of fatigue. From the first rune, everything flowed effortlessly. Every ounce of mental energy, every step flowed effortlessly. He subconsciously corrected and avoided all the mistakes and problems he'd encountered in previous attempts. By the twelfth rune, everything flowed smoothly without the slightest fluctuation, remaining swift and steady. This was the only way to success.

Rumble!
The twelve runes were finally able to appear simultaneously in the illusory world of this spiritual space.

They are like old friends who have known each other for a long time but can never get together.

They were noisy and getting closer and closer, forming a strange scene. They repelled and entangled each other, gradually ushering in the most anxious moment.

His mental space vibrated, but not as strongly as when he first became a wizard apprentice. Perhaps it was because his mental space was much more stable than it was then.

A new dark red magic mark appeared in the mental space, slightly longer than the first one, parallel to it. Several spell models swirled around it. Another illusory canyon, or perhaps a scratch left by a beast with only two claws.

He thought about it, and moved the spell model of Demon Skin close to the magic scar to empower it, and stored the empowered phantom in the second magic scar, which was the second temporary spell slot.

The reason for choosing Demon Skin was not only because he had mastered this spell that could make him resistant to attacks, but also because of the consideration for the journey to the abyss. This resistant spell would then become a disguised spell in disguise. Having an extra instant casting opportunity without waiting and consuming energy would undoubtedly be much safer.

He opened his eyes and let out a sigh.

He recalled all distracting thoughts in one breath and transformed from grass and stone back into a lively dog-headed man.

He blinked and suddenly thought that since he became a wizard apprentice, he had never changed his first temporary spell slot. Every time he used it up, he would replenish it with a Bull's Strength in time.

I suddenly became a second-level wizard apprentice, but in this desolate place, I could only celebrate by eating some tasteless shaved ice.

But he was very satisfied.

Next, take a short rest, and then choose a spell to try out the new maximum number of casting times to get a clear idea of ​​your own strength.

He finished his shaved ice and came to the wall of the cave.

He wanted to do an experiment first, using stronger mental power to try to open the door.

Before, he felt that he might be able to open a stable space door that could be fixed for a period of time, but it would be difficult. Now that he has become a second-level wizard apprentice, it should be easier, allowing him to have this door that can freely enter the abyss bedroom space.

This is also a preparation for stealing dragon blood. He can open this door in advance so that he can enter and exit at any time. If an accident occurs, he can hide in it immediately.

As for reaching the cave wall, make this attempt.

That was just to help him concentrate. After all, it was easier to convince himself mentally by imagining opening a door in a wall or something.

There are still some things to prepare. After being able to open the door skillfully, you also need to find a way to get rid of the skin of the strange dragon, and the mosquito must put its mouth in before sucking blood.

As a door that looked like a phantom of light gradually appeared, a sound of anxious footsteps was heard.

Ai Sijin?
He was not very skilled in opening doors, but he managed to concentrate and complete the last step, successfully constructing a space fragment door that was more than one person tall.

He wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead.

He thought that it would be a good opportunity to invite Ai Sijin to go in and take a look.

Being a cautious person, he had planned to go in and take a look himself after seeing that the fat worm had been fine for a few days.

"Brother Luger, Old Gold Tooth, his light threads have become so long." Before the person arrived, Ai Sijin's voice came from the corner, followed by her anxious face, "Those things suddenly became brighter and brighter. He didn't let me disturb you. He said you must be doing something very important, but he hasn't been able to eat for a long time..."

(End of this chapter)