Wizard Immortal

Chapter 82 Spell Templates

In the early morning, the sun slowly rises, scattering its rays and illuminating the earth.

As dawn broke, Adir slowly opened his eyes in the spacious room.

"Name: Adir Fakus. Strength: 11.3. Agility: 11.5. Constitution: 11.5. Spirit: 4.2."

In his mind, his physical data played back quietly, appearing before his eyes.

"Sure enough, after being promoted to second-class apprentice, the effect of the basic meditation method became weaker and weaker."

Looking at his physical data and feeling the extremely weak growth of his mental strength, Adir sat on the edge of the bed and couldn't help but frown.

At this point, more than half a month had passed since he was promoted to second-class apprentice.

During this period, his life was very regular. During the day, he either studied diligently or accepted tasks to tutor other apprentices. At night, he would meditate, almost every night, but the results were very weak and incomparable to those in the past.

After half a month of meditation, Adir's mental strength had increased slightly, but compared to the past, there was almost no noticeable change.

"As my mental strength continues to grow, the effectiveness of basic meditation techniques is becoming weaker and weaker. At this rate, it will probably take me at least three years to advance to the third-level apprentice level..."

Through calculations on the chip in his mind, Adir reached this conclusion in an instant, and couldn't help but sigh: "Now I understand why a wizard's aptitude is so important."

"I am a fourth-class talent, and it is still so difficult to make progress at this point. Those with first-class and second-class talents, if they do not have the opportunity, may not be able to meet the requirements for becoming a formal wizard even if they meditate until they die."

There are conditions for becoming a full-fledged wizard. The most basic requirement is that you must become a wizard before the age of forty. If you haven't become a wizard by the age of forty, the chances of becoming a wizard will become smaller and smaller, and you will basically have no hope in your lifetime.

"I am fifteen years old now. Even if I advance to the third-class apprentice level in three years, I will only just come of age. I am still a long way from being forty."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, pondering some records about the process of becoming a formal wizard, Adir said thoughtfully, "However, according to the books in the academy, there is a difference in the probability of becoming a formal wizard. The earlier you try, the greater the chance of advancement, and the more benefits you will receive after advancement."

"Moreover, the success rate of the first attempt to become a formal wizard is the highest, but if you fail, the success rate of the second attempt will drop significantly. If you fail three times, you will basically never be able to advance in your life."

Thinking of this, Adir's expression remained calm, though a hint of emotion flickered in his eyes: "So even if it's to increase my chances of promotion as much as possible, I must advance to the third-class apprentice level as soon as possible and meet the requirements for becoming a formal wizard."

He silently stood up, changed his clothes, and then walked out of the room.

It was just dawn, the sky still tinged with darkness, not yet fully daylight. Apart from a few blank-faced servants scurrying about cleaning, there was no one else in sight.

As he walked along the road, Adir saw these servants and paused slightly.

These servants were mostly bought by the academy from slave traders outside. After having their minds erased and undergoing some simple human modifications, they were put into use throughout the academy as servants.

However, because a large number of wizards gather there, places like academies are filled with dangerous high-energy radiation, which, over time, can cause significant harm to ordinary people.

Therefore, after a period of time, these servants would often become infected by the powerful radiation and break down, requiring a replacement.

With that thought, Adir sighed, glanced at the stiff, blank faces of the servants around him, and left.

Ardir walked all the way to the area where the academy's instructors were located and familiarly approached a tall tower.

"Three months have passed, and Professor Edith still hasn't returned?"

Looking at the tightly closed door in front of him, Adir stood there and murmured to himself.

According to some familiar apprentices, several months ago, some chaos seemed to have broken out on the northern plains, with several wizarding organizations beginning a standoff for unknown reasons, which might have affected this area.

Therefore, three months ago, the academy's higher-ups sent a group of wizards out to negotiate with several wizarding academies in the north, and Edith was one of the official wizards who accompanied them.

Thinking of this, Adir suddenly remembered Andrew and Sisti, who had come to this continent with him from the Baal Islands.

"If I remember correctly, the White Stone Tower and the House of Cera, these two wizarding organizations seem to be located on the northern plains. I hope nothing bad happens."

Adir thought to himself, recalling their youthful faces back then.

Throughout their long stay on this continent, the three of them maintained correspondence. Because of their shared history of arriving on this continent together, they naturally felt a greater sense of closeness compared to others.

Adir naturally wouldn't want anything to happen to his friends unless absolutely necessary.

"Unfortunately, my current strength is still too weak. If I were already a third-class apprentice, I would be qualified to go north with Instructor Edith and the others this time, and I could even try to go back to the Baal Islands to see the situation there."

Standing still, Adir's face was calm, but countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

At this time, more than a year had passed since he arrived at the academy. During this time, Duke Ariel had sent several things, including a small number of magic stones and some letters, giving Adir a general overview of the current situation there.

The battle has already begun.

According to the letter, the borders of the southern countries had become a battlefield, with several major powers advancing southwards simultaneously. Coupled with the already loose and complex alliances among the southern countries, the situation became extremely chaotic.

Amid this chaos, the entire Fakus family began to shrink its power, concentrating its main strength around the territories of a few major nobles, such as Duke Ariel. The current situation is unknown.

At the end of the letter, Duke Ariel specifically emphasized Adir's academic progress, indicating that he did not need to worry about the family's current situation or the resources required for his studies, and only needed to focus on his studies at the academy.

Thinking of this, Adir's mood became somewhat heavy.

After a while, he left the tower in front of him and went to the garden around the tower, intending to take good care of the plants inside.

After finishing these trivial matters, Adir left the spot and headed towards the underground market.

After walking a considerable distance, we arrived at the familiar underground market, where many apprentices were already setting up stalls.

Looking around at the scene, Adir walked to a stone chamber in the corner and strode inside.

Stepping inside, a chilling sensation washes over you, carrying a sinister coldness.

Inside the stone chamber, stone slabs are on display, each with a recessed area inscribed with descriptions in ancient Hispani script.

This is where the academy collects spell templates. There are only a few apprentices walking around. Compared to other places outside, there are far fewer people, but the quality is much higher. Most of them are second-class apprentices.

"Hey, Adir?" A familiar voice came from ahead.

Standing still, listening to the sound, Adir was startled and instinctively looked in the direction from which the sound came.

In the center of the stone chamber, Gray, a burly and powerful man dressed in a gray robe, was walking around.

He stood there, looking at Adir with a shocked expression: "Adir, you've already been promoted to second-class apprentice?"

Upon hearing the question, Adir thought for a moment and then nodded, choosing not to deny it.

After being promoted to second-class apprentice, Adir began to absorb energy particles, and the radiation field around his body became more intense. Not to mention formal wizards, even some sensitive third-class apprentices could sense it, so there was no need to hide it at all.

Seeing Adir nod, Gray's face stiffened, and he stood there for a long time before he recovered: "I was just happy to be promoted to first-class apprentice, but I didn't expect you to be so much faster than me this time."

He gave a wry smile, standing there shaking his head repeatedly, clearly speechless at Adir's rapid advancement.

"Alright, didn't you also advance to the first-class apprentice level?"

Seeing the expression on Gray's face, Adir smiled gently, then asked with a hint of doubt, "By the way, what are you doing here?"

Spell templates can only be learned after reaching the second-level apprentice level. As a mere first-level apprentice, even if you buy a spell template, you can't construct it in your mind, so there's no point in coming here.

"I was assigned to come here as an introducer."

Looking at Adir, Gray shook his head, his expression barely regaining its composure. Pointing to the numerous stone slabs in the distance, he said, "This is where the academy collects spell templates. Over hundreds of years, there are many spell templates here, each with different effects and prerequisites."

"I accepted a mission at the mission center and came here specifically to introduce these spells to you advanced apprentices who need them."

"For example, right now, Adir, what type of spell do you need?"

He paused, looked at Adir in front of him, and asked.

"Plant-based, and light-based, right...?"

After standing there for a moment and thinking it over, Adir replied in this way.

"Plants and light magic are considered very niche categories of spells here."

Hearing Adir's words, Gray frowned at first, then looked at Adir again: "Come with me, I'll show you around."

"Okay." Adir nodded in agreement.

With Adir by their side, they quickly walked to the end of the road and stopped at a secluded corner.

(End of this chapter)