A noun entry: Wizard

Schilling and Willis argued endlessly, eventually ending with Willis temporarily leaving.

In Willis's view, Schilling's term only had four years left, and no matter how much the other party dragged it out, they could not disobey the Wizarding Association's orders.

As for how to get the other party to obey orders, or whether Schilling will disregard the Wizarding Association?

That's impossible.

Willis has that confidence.

This was evident from the fact that Schilling's expression instantly darkened after Willis left.

He certainly dared not disobey the Wizarding Association's orders.

At most, they could use the excuse that their term of office had not yet ended, the handover of the witchcraft syndicate was inconvenient, and that it was troublesome to pack up the things in the research room to delay.

Even so, it would only delay things for at most ten years.

"What's the use of adding another ten years if a problem hasn't been solved in five hundred years?"

Schilling muttered to himself and waved for Russell to leave.

Faced with the threat of Willis, Schilling had no interest in paying attention to Russell's progress in his cultivation.

They didn't even ask a single question.

Just as Russell was feeling somewhat relieved, Schilling's voice came from behind him again.

"Three months. I'll give you three months to become a level three wizard apprentice."

Schilling's voice came from behind Russell, unlike his usual gentle tone, it was filled with gloom.

"I understand, mentor," Russell said, turning and bowing.

At times like this, saying more will only lead to more mistakes. No matter what Xilin says, just agree to it first.

"Take this potion. Once the Level 2 Fury model is perfectly constructed, take it directly to break through to Level 3 Wizard Apprentice."

A hint of ferocity flashed in Shilin's eyes.

That damned Willis! He's made him lose a future wizard.

He remembered this grudge.

"Thank you, Professor Schilling."

Russell knew that taking this potion would definitely allow him to break through to the third level of wizard apprenticeship, but there would definitely be terrifying side effects.

But now, Russell had no choice but to put on a pleased expression and appease Schilling.

"You may leave now," Xilin said, closing his eyes and waving his hand.

To preserve that secret, he needed to make one last gamble, relying on four third-level wizard apprentices and leading a large number of first and second-level wizard apprentices...

The success rate is still quite high.

"This disciple takes his leave." Russell, holding the potion, bowed again and left the wizard tower.

After Russell left, Schilling sighed, a hint of regret in his eyes.

A future arcane wizard's assistant; such a person only appears once every five hundred years.

Because of Willis's arrival, it was necessary to overdraw his potential and lifespan, making him a third-level wizard apprentice ahead of schedule.

But soon, the regret in Xilin's eyes turned into determination.

That secret concerns whether he can live for another five hundred years, or even a thousand years.

Even breaking through to the second-tier wizard level requires relying on this.

Absolutely no mistakes are allowed!

Let alone one future wizard disciple, even if there were ten, for our own sake, we should abandon them!

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Russell's research room.

He is analyzing the ingredients in the medicine.

"The combination of 17 rare materials can indeed allow a level 2 wizard apprentice to break through to level 3 wizard apprentice."

"However, the two materials, 'Wailing Essence' and 'Phantom Grass,' have the effect of significantly reducing lifespan and overdrawing potential for explosive growth."

"Other materials have the effect of inhibiting these two materials, which can delay the onset of the aftereffects by more than ten years."

"The accumulated side effects of over a decade can erupt in an instant, with symptoms worsening dozens of times and directly causing the user's death!"

"Shiling, this is killing me!"

After testing the drug's components, Russell put the vial away safely.

Within three months, he was able to break through the barrier through his own efforts.

The current strategy is to time it right, drag out the three months, do four hundred consecutive draws, and then face Shilin.

"After taking this medicine, I estimate that in Schilling's eyes, he would already be a dead man," Russell speculated.

This situation is also beneficial to him.

At least Schilling wouldn't devote too much energy to a dead person.

The originally anticipated situation may change.

"Of course, Shillien will still do his part in the formalities, such as teaching me the four spell models of arcane wizards."

"But constantly monitoring progress to ensure I can become an arcane wizard will no longer be done."

Russell told Yavna that after suspending the sale of spell scrolls, he would begin to meditate.

Three months is not a long time.

But Russell was confident that he could break through to the third level of wizard apprenticeship before the time limit arrived.

But only a month and a half later.

Schilling summoned Russell again.

"Haven't you broken through to the third-level wizard apprentice level yet?" Shillien regained his gentle demeanor and asked softly.

"This disciple is too clumsy. In another month, I will surely be able to build the Level 2 Fu Rui model to perfection," Russell said with a look of shame.

"Fine, I gave you three months, and only a month and a half has passed. It's not your fault."

Schilling paused for a moment and then said, "Unfortunately, time waits for no one."

He sighed softly; Willis had been up to no small business in the past month and a half.

In particular, the other party was a second-tier wizard.

Schilling's methods were all countered by Willis, rendering them ineffective.

We can only start planning ahead of schedule.

"I'll lend you this magical artifact for now." A hint of regret flashed across Shilin's face as he took off a ring from his hand.

He casually tossed it to Russell.

Russell quickly accepted the ring.

The ring is entirely silver-white and is engraved with countless fine and obscure mystical runes.

No, it's not engraving!

Russell looked at the ring in his hand and felt that the entire ring itself was composed of countless runes!

Runes are a field that only formal wizards can access.

In other words, this ring is at least a Tier 1 magical artifact, not an apprentice-level one!

But thinking about it, how could a witch artifact that Shilin could wear on his finger and even feel the pain of taking it off be an apprentice-level artifact?

"This 'Ring of Lilot' is a Tier 1 magical artifact that can help you control the elements of heaven and earth."

Schilling explained, "Of course, this is just the most basic function. This ring can also cast the first-tier spell 'Mental Shock' three times a day."

"However, without a soul at the level of a formal wizard, activating this will result in an extremely terrifying backlash, so do not attempt it."

"You can return it to me after this is over."

"Disciple understands."

Russell nodded solemnly and put the Ring of Lillot on his own hand.

Although he guessed that his soul rank had reached the level of a formal wizard, he would not try it lightly under normal circumstances.

"Perhaps, this ring can be used against Shillien?"

"But we need to seize the right moment. I don't believe that Shilin would hand over a first-tier magical artifact so easily without having any backup plans."

Russell stared at the Ring of Rilot on his finger, lost in thought.

Russell had no intention of returning such a valuable item to Schilling, who had personally given it to him!