Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 73 Temptation and Rejection

Ruger didn't rush, even though he'd already considered it a spring like the one described in the manual. He stood aside and watched for a moment, watching the people being washed over and over by the pool's water, then the towering palace in the distance. He felt an inexplicable sense of holiness. Combined with the light reflected from the surrounding white buildings, it seemed even more sacred, as if these people were receiving a holy baptism.

Not until several wizard apprentices who were watching on the side also went into the water did he move his feet and try to walk into the first level of the pool. When the pool water soaked the hair on his calves, a feeling of spiritual clarity came over him.

He immediately sat down, took out the Demon Body spellbook, and began to read it from where he left off.

His head felt like it had exploded, all his thoughts racing, as if he was thinking about many things at the same time. He gathered those chaotic thoughts and focused only on the spells. The spells that already fit him didn't seem like he was learning them, but rather eating them bite by bite. After flipping through a book, he slowly closed his eyes, and all the details of the spell's principles and spell models emerged before his eyes. Constructing the spell model was no longer as cautious as before, but a direct and simple process, as if it came naturally.

Ruger opened his eyes excitedly and turned to look at the wizard apprentices around him. It seemed that there were a few more wizard apprentices than before. Most of them were reading various books like him. One of them was so exaggerated that he even set up a small test bench.

He immediately took out the black book and began to practice meditation. He felt that the third-level wizard apprentice was waving at him frantically.

Runes were conquered and mastered one after another in his spiritual space. Soaking in the water, it was a natural thing for him. He would come out of meditation from time to time to take a look at the black book. This had never happened before. When he took a breath and looked around, he saw that many people who were like him had reached the second floor or even higher.

He also tried to step onto the second level of the pool, and his whole body trembled the moment he touched it.

He immediately wanted to step onto the third level, but after thinking it over, he held back and sat down to continue practicing meditation.

Someone in the distance was already trying to reach the top.

Ruger ignored them and gradually mastered the runes of meditation. The runes became more and more difficult. Under this kind of training, his mental strength was also steadily increasing. What surprised him was that he did not feel any effort in the growth of his mental strength. Normally, such rapid growth in a short period of time would enter a period of weakness. It seemed that it was all thanks to the water in the pool.

Finally, he mastered all the twelve new runes that made up the third magic mark. He began his first attempt to outline twelve new and twelve old runes, a total of twenty-four runes in succession. According to his previous judgment, this was also like the growth of mental strength. It would be a point that needed to be advanced step by step and difficult to break through quickly.

At this moment, he was soaking in the pool as if tireless, trying once, twice, and continuously until the eleventh time. This attempt itself was also a training of mental strength, so his mental strength increased again.

It wasn't until the twelfth time that he suddenly opened his eyes.

He stood up and looked back. Wizard apprentices like him who were on the first or second floor were the exception.

Many people scratch their heads and think hard, and unconsciously move to a higher level. Then the problem is solved, and they show an expression of enlightenment. When they encounter new problems again, they will think even higher, as if they are constantly gaining thinking abilities that should not belong to them.

Ruger's third magic mark was complete. As previously envisioned, the shadow projected by the demonic body after being empowered by the high-level magic was stored in the new magic mark. The third magic mark was also arranged in parallel in the mental space.

The sound of the apprentice leaving the pool brought him back to his senses.

This temptation, this feeling of being omnipotent and having all problems solved, made him a little scared. It was even more uncomfortable to see those figures who were cautious at first but gradually climbed up desperately.

He watched the apprentice walk out of the pool and followed suit. He was not the only one who had this idea.

"How could something so easy be possible in the wizarding world..." an apprentice, who was also exiting the pool, said in panic. This person had climbed higher than Luger, and the fear on his face was more obvious.

The sound of flowing water continued to ring out, and more and more wizard apprentices who had only tried a few tricks began to leave the pool, and more were constantly climbing up. Among them, the number of wild wizards accounted for less than half, which was beyond Ruge's expectation. After all, it was the wild wizards who climbed higher at the beginning, and they lacked opportunities to acquire knowledge on a daily basis, and would be stuck by various bottlenecks. But on second thought, it might also be the difficult living environment that made them more alert.

Luger thought about it, and before leaving, he took out a few bottles and filled them with pool water to take away. If there were fewer people here, he would try to open the space door and fill a pool with water.

When he reached another street, he looked back and saw that someone had already climbed to the highest point.

He took two more steps and suddenly felt an unprecedented fatigue in his brain, as if it was about to split. He held on to the stone steps at the corner of the street and it took him a long time to recover.

He walked while rubbing his head.

He wondered what those guys who climbed to more than 20 floors and stayed there for a long time would look like when they left there.

In fact, when he stepped from the first floor to the second floor, especially when he saw those guys climbing up in the distance, he understood in his heart, but the refreshing feeling of having all the problems solved, the temptation of being at ease made him itchy in his heart. He only had some minor difficulties in meditation practice, but those old apprentices with many years of experience might have accumulated many years of difficult puzzles. What a huge temptation it would be when the puzzles were solved one by one.

He rubbed his head and looked around, trying to find where the little crying bug man might be.

White can be seen everywhere, but after seeing it for a long time, it no longer gives me the clean and tidy feeling I used to have. Walking around, I see this everywhere, and it feels monotonous and uncomfortable.

It seems like this is not a place where people should live.

Several apprentices were hesitating in front of a tall building. Ruger tapped his forehead and looked up, and immediately realized that it should be a library.

In a city with such a legendary background, even a wizard apprentice would be unable to walk upon seeing such a building.

"It smells good, brother. Don't go there. It's very dangerous..."

A voice came into Ruger's ears, it was the little crying bug man who had not been seen for many days.

"Where are you?" he whispered, glancing around.

"I'm taking over the throne, so we can't chat anymore. When I officially become the lord of this city, I'll come and play with you. I can let you become a resident here and stay here forever. That way, you can go wherever you want and never go hungry..." The little insect man's childish voice was full of joy.

"No, I don't think so."

Ruger said this, but he got no response from the bug man.

(End of this chapter)