Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 156 Formal Job Rank Assessment

"You have full authority over matters of industry management; don't ask me."

Tai'an was determined to be a hands-off manager, pushing all the work onto Taiya, since she loved socializing and showing off.

"Also, what do you think about us forming an adventure team? We could call it the Blue Rose Adventure Team."

"Not good! Why did you suddenly think of that..."

"The Sakura Snow Adventure Team hopes to cooperate with us to open up a safe supply route to the Misty Mountains."

"The Misty Mountains are far more dangerous than we imagined. Didn't they know anything about them? Even super-level professionals aren't necessarily able to act with impunity. There's a high probability that some of the forbidden areas harbor Saint-level magical beasts."

Taiya knew that what Taian said was true.

In the past, hunters and professionals in the Blue Rose territory dared not venture too deep. They only dared to operate on the outskirts when the fog dissipated at midday.

"Besides, who do you want to appoint as the leader of the adventure team?" Taian asked.

"Once things have settled down, can we ask Tiniham what he's willing to do?" Taiya had already made up her mind.

The main consideration is that opening a safe route from the capital to the Blue Rose Territory would have many advantages. It would facilitate the export of goods from the territory, and the arrival of adventurers would bring more consumption. There are even plans to build a unique town to serve adventurers.

Tai'an remained noncommittal. He had few talented people under his command, and now that he had finally gained a capable general, how could he send him out so easily? He clearly stated, "The Blue Rose Adventurer Group can be established, but there is no need to waste such a key person."

"Who do you recommend?" Taiya asked, putting her arm around Taian's shoulder.

"We'll see how things go then..."

Sunday was another sunny day.

Aglaia woke up and picked up the inscribed pocket watch from the bedside table beside her. She checked the time; it wasn't seven o'clock yet. Her roommate, Miss Delin, was still fast asleep. Aglaia tried to be as quiet as possible as she got dressed.

They searched everywhere for traces of Teacher Ovisga.

He's usually in the lab, but he was nowhere to be seen today, so he had to arrange his own training.

Aglaia set the alarm on her inscribed pocket watch. The butler had arranged to prepare breakfast at eight o'clock.

He practiced the dance called Divine Invocation again and again, gradually mastering the rhythm of his breath and movements. The transparent aura covering his entire body subtly shifted in different colors.

Time passed unnoticed, and the pocket watch in my pocket vibrated, making a buzzing sound.

Aglaia hurriedly ran back to the dormitory, where everyone sat around the dining table.

Miss Delin had her eyes closed, her hand supporting her chin, looking as if she hadn't woken up yet.

Young Master Tai'an sat in the main seat, his eyes vacant. It wasn't until Mussofi placed a bowl in front of him that he snapped out of his reverie.

"Aglaia, Ovisga has been busy lately and cannot accompany you on your training. Try to travel with Mussophie as much as possible."

"Yes, young master! I'd like to go to the Warriors' Guild later, please have the butler accompany me."

Tai'an nodded in agreement.

In the dense forest, the young swordswoman ran after the panda man, trying her best to imitate his leaping movements, as if experiencing the wondrous feeling of flying through the sky. Because her technique was still somewhat clumsy, she nearly crashed into trees several times, making Mussofi scratch her head in exasperation.

"If all else fails, I can carry you on my back!"

"Thank you! I'd like to try it myself..."

In fact, Aglaia possesses exceptional martial arts aptitude; she often understands techniques on her own after seeing them only once, without needing instruction. What has sustained her to this point is not sheer willpower, but rather her innate talent for combat, enabling her to compensate for physical limitations with skill.

Mussofi was surprised to find that Aglaia's leaping posture was becoming more and more skillful. Her timing of taking off and landing was just right, and she wouldn't crash into the trees. She was already approaching Gus's level.

"You've made great progress lately!"

"Thank you for the compliment…"

The two traveled at a rapid pace. After a short while, they arrived at Elm Street, where the Warriors' Guild was located.

To obtain formal rank certification, you need to provide your ID card or household registration certificate and pay a fee of one silver coin. The assessment process involves proving that your battle aura perfectly covers your entire body. The examiners can judge this at a glance, leaving no possibility of forgery.

Within a week of successfully passing the assessment, you will receive a blue professional ID card, unlike the white ID cards of ordinary people. This card can be used to accept quests at the Adventurers' Guild, join a team, and apply for loans and insurance, among other things.

The staff responsible for registering the information enthusiastically recommended the attribute testing service. For just one silver coin, one can find out their battle aura attributes in advance, which can save them time and effort when purchasing inscribed equipment and martial arts resources.

Unfortunately, Aglaia was unwilling to waste money, so she confirmed that she could come to pick up her documents on Friday, put away her ID card, and left.

A clear sky with drifting white clouds.

The spacious Spellcasters' Association square was deserted, with few people around.

Tai'an suddenly thought of taking an exam to get a formal rank certificate, which would make things easier for him in the future. As soon as he entered, a warm-hearted demi-human greeter approached him, offering personalized service throughout.

The formal examination for spellcasters does not require any additional fees, but the process is quite complex.

The first test is mental perception.

We need to determine what the object hidden behind the curtain is. Errors are acceptable, but at least a general description of its shape is required.

Tai'an displays its spiritual power outside the white line.

Starting from the left, behind the first curtain is a person, or more accurately, a demi-human.

He silently admired the spellcasters' association's painstaking efforts in creating a job.

Behind the second curtain were black leather boots.

Tai'an blurted out the color out of nowhere, drawing a surprised look from the examiner.

Color cannot be determined by mental perception. One can only roughly judge the material by the speed at which mental energy penetrates, and then combine this with one's own inferences.

The old monk carefully examined the boy's childish face, stroked his beard, and took the initiative to enter the third curtain to change the items, then raised his hand to signal.

"It's a ring," Tai'an replied confidently.

From then on, the old master had no further questions: "Very good, you have passed the first round of testing."

The second round of assessment mainly tests a mage's hand skills, an essential skill for almost every spellcaster.

"Please pick up the stone ball on the red cloth."

Mental strength weightlifting is purely about strength; there are no tricks involved.

Tai'an didn't even glance at it. Suddenly, the stone ball floated up and steadily circled around him.

"Excellent!" The old monk clapped approvingly. "At your age, you should be in school, right? I've never seen you at the Dharma Master branch."

"Oh, I'm in the Wizarding Division." Taian gently put the stone ball back.

The third test is the defensive power of the mage's shield. It requires withstanding the refreshing attacks of water elementals.

Tai'an stood inside the circle, and waves rose from the pools on all sides. Four burly water elementals launched a barrage of attacks without hesitation.

There are water waves, water spheres, and arrows.

It is generally not fatal, but it is enough to leave a weak spellcaster in a sorry state.

(End of this chapter)