Witch Training Manual: My Water Magic Is Wrong

After hearing that he was the best bishop.

The panel popped up at this point.

[Vayne Frosthold Reputation Changes]

[Current Reputation: Awe (Achieved)]

[Reason for change: The headless bandit gang was wiped out, the kidnapped civilians were rescued, and all the seized property was distributed to the people.]

[Note: "Awe" is the highest reputation rating a resident of Frosttown can bestow. The last person to receive this rating was the town's first mayor.]

In the afternoon, sunlight slanted into the church's foyer from the west.

Wilford walked in.

"grown ups!"

Wayne stood up from his chair.

"Mayor, is something the matter?"

Wilford handed him a letter.

"My lord, a reply from the province of Bellino. The specific arrangements for the relocation of Frost Town are all written in the letter."

Wayne took the letter and opened it.

The letter was pale yellow, covered with dense writing. He glanced at it, folded it, and tucked it into his sleeve.

"When are we leaving?"

Wilford's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"The guide sent by the kingdom is already on his way early the day after tomorrow and is expected to arrive by tomorrow evening. He will lead the way, and we can just follow him. Supply points have also been set up along the way, one every half day, with food and drink, so there's no need to worry about going hungry on the road."

"That's good."

"Sir, what about the church... the order to evacuate hasn't arrived yet. What are your plans?"

Wilford frowned.

"I'm not waiting anymore."

"Aren't you going to wait anymore?"

"The day after tomorrow, the whole town will go together."

Wilford opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back. He nodded and stood up from his chair.

"My lord, I'll make the arrangements."

Just then, Marco walked over from the other end of the corridor.

Since last night, Marco's opinion of Wayne has completely changed, because Wayne is not only a warrior, but also a high-level potion master. It's important to know that a high-level potion master holds a very high status in this world.

He walked up to Wayne, stopped, his empty right sleeve swaying slightly in the wind, and then knelt down on one knee.

Wayne looked down at him.

"What, you've figured it out?"

Marco spoke his mind.

"My lord, I, Marco, am willing to become your servant."

Wayne didn't say anything.

Marco tilted his head back.

"My lord, I don't want to die. I want revenge. Please help me, my lord."

Wayne leaned against the doorframe, looking down at him.

"Following me in the future will still put you in danger. You could still die if you're not careful."

Marco's voice was firm.

"My lord, I am not afraid as long as I can get revenge."

Wayne looked at Marco and finally spoke.

"stand up."

Marco didn't move.

Wayne supported his arm and helped him up.

"I don't hire servants."

Marco's body stiffened for a moment.

"grown ups……"

"But you can stay." Wayne released his arm and took a step back. "The church needs a guard. Room and board included, no pay. Are you in?"

Marco didn't hesitate at all.

"Yes, sir. I'll do it."

The panel then appears.

[Marco - Character Status - Update]

[Identity: Guard of Frosttown Church (self-recommendation). Early-stage Tier 4 warrior. His overall combat strength decreased by approximately 20% after losing an arm, but he possesses rich combat experience and is extremely loyal to you.]

[Note: He chose to stay not just for revenge. After spending these past few days together, he understood. You are no ordinary bishop. Following someone like you, his future holds hope.]

[Note 2: He didn't want to live that precarious life anymore. Before, he was alone; if he died, he died, and there was nothing to worry about. But now it's different. He has Kaven to support. He has to live, and live well.]

[P.S.: He hasn't knelt before many people in his life. You are the second, and the last.]

Wayne took out the dark green invisibility potion from his storage bag and placed it on the table between the two of them.

"With the top-grade Bloodthirst Potion I gave you before, killing a count's son shouldn't be difficult. However..." He paused, his gaze falling on Marco's face, "A typical count's mansion has all sorts of people: retainers, guards, witches, alchemists, priests. If you go in and kill him, your whereabouts will definitely be exposed."

Wayne's voice did not stop.

"To truly become one of my people isn't just a matter of words. Wait until you kill that count's son and survive for three days before you talk about becoming one of my people."

Marco's voice was firm.

"My lord, rest assured, I, Marco, will survive."

Wayne's gaze was deep and thoughtful.

"I hope you can do that too."

Just then.

Aya came looking for her.

She stood at the corner of the corridor, peeked out first to make sure Marco wasn't busy, and then jogged over.

"Master, shall we practice swordsmanship today?"

Marco turned around and looked down at her.

"Practice. Why aren't you practicing?"

Aya's eyes lit up.

The panel then appeared.

[Aya's Kendo Talent - Updated]

[Current Rank: Apprentice Swordsman (Unbreakthrough) Actual combat strength has reached the threshold of Rank 1, but the breakthrough process has been deliberately suppressed. Reason: Kaven's request. Kaven doesn't want Marco to obtain the top-grade Bloodthirst Potion too early, and doesn't want his master to die. Aya listened, not because she was afraid of Marco's death, but because she understood Kaven's feelings. She had lost her brother; she knew that feeling.]

[Note: Suppressing the breakthrough isn't necessarily a bad thing. The threshold of the first tier is no longer an obstacle for her; she can cross it at any time. But staying a few more days will solidify her foundation. Just like building a house, the deeper the foundation, the higher the house can be built.]

[P.S.: Kaven has been practicing his swordplay exceptionally hard these past few days. He doesn't want to hold Aya back, and even more so, he doesn't want Marco to think he's inferior to Aya.]

Marco quickly looked at Wayne.

"My lord, I'll take Aya to practice her swordsmanship then."

Wayne nodded.

Meanwhile, in distant Bellino.

Dalton stood by the window, watching the street scene outside. Carriages came and went on the cobblestone streets, and the shouts of vendors drifted in from the alleyway.

He had been standing there for a long time; he hadn't left that window since he received that letter.

The letter was short, the handwriting was neat, and the wording was polite, just like the consistent style of Chief Instructor Wang.

The letter said: Wayne cannot return to the capital alive.

In addition, Cecil, Wayne's theological mentor, has been actively involved in the Vatican in the capital recently, attempting to pave the way for Wayne. As a cardinal, Cecil has taught at the seminary for thirty years, with students throughout the various dioceses of the Wiggins Vatican, and his influence should not be underestimated.

If Wayne returns to the capital and joins Cecil, he will become a force to be reckoned with within the Papacy.

Dalton folded the letter and put it in his pocket.

Cecil.

Dalton knew better than anyone the significance of this name within the Wiggins Papacy. One of the current cardinals of the Archdiocese of Wiggins, he was a leading figure in Wiggins Protestantism, a leader of the reformist faction within the Papacy, and his disciples were spread throughout major dioceses across the country.

Some of his students have become bishops, some have entered the Vatican headquarters, and some hold important positions in dioceses in various provinces.

It is said that Cecil once publicly stated at the graduation ceremony: "Wayne is the most spiritual student I have ever met. His future lies not in the seminary, not in any particular parish, but in the entire Wiggins Church."

This saying had been circulating in the seminary for a long time, but no one took it seriously. No matter how handsome or spiritual a illegitimate son of a minor border nobleman might be, in a place like the Wiggins Church, without any background or powerful connections, what kind of trouble could he possibly cause?

It is different now.

News of the Frosttown incident had reached the capital. Wayne's name began circulating among the high-ranking officials of the Papacy. Some called him a madman for daring to challenge St. Hilde. Others called him a hero for upholding the honor of the Wiggins Papacy. Still others said he was just lucky to have run into a bunch of incompetents.

Regardless, his name was remembered.

And the most important point is...

Wayne's father, once an unknown border nobleman, has now risen to the position of marquis, a fact that everyone is very concerned about.

The thought of Wayne's marquess father fueled Dalton's burning hatred. He hated that such a man wasn't his father, that he didn't have a father like that.

Because of jealousy.

Dalton's resolve to hang Wayne only grew stronger.