I made up magic and taught a world-destroying witch?

What should he study? He had no idea.

To be honest, if those two spells hadn't actually worked today, Joseph was originally prepared to just spout nonsense and then change his lines depending on the audience.

But things are different now. He thought it was useless, but it actually saved his life. What does that mean?

If he can stay put a little longer, he might be able to make even more money!

Although the purchasing power of gold coins in this world is not what he imagined, no one dislikes gold coins; if someone does, it's probably because they don't have enough.

Joseph felt he really should think about it and see how he could come up with something new to make those two guys figure it out.

After all, it seems that he taught the students, and once the students understood it, that knowledge would then be fed back to him.

Although this process sounds like a shady system where mentors live off their students.

But that's not the right way to put it; it should be called a reverse verification mechanism for the results of new magical individuals.

It's necessary to plan this out properly.

Since they can comprehend the corresponding magic, doesn't that mean he shouldn't give them a vague concept anymore and let them figure it out on their own?

Thinking wildly and overthinking is too dangerous, but thankfully these two skills are still somewhat useful for now.

What if he casually utters some nonsense like "new magic is about breaking through one's own boundaries" next time, and then these two genius girls turn around and comprehend something terrifying that actually breaks through their own boundaries?

Moreover, according to the patterns of those games, professions and skills are not randomly assigned.

Warriors should practice warrior skills, mages should practice mage skills, and priests should practice priest skills.

A person who has just left the starting village, who can't cast fireball with his left hand and heal with his right, carries a two-handed greatsword on his back, holds a staff in his hand, and shouts "I'm an assassin!"

Therefore, instead of giving them a vague concept and letting them improvise, it's better to set stricter limits on the skill content.

We need to at least know which path these two people want to take in the future.

"gentlemen?"

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while, Mia cautiously asked a question.

Joseph snapped out of his daze and looked up at the two students.

What you study next is not important.

Mia and Grace seemed completely taken aback by his words. Now that they had both mastered a spell, shouldn't the master take advantage of their eagerness to learn and immediately arrange the next stage of training?

But the teacher said that it doesn't matter what you study next.

That means... there's something more important to tell them than which spell to learn.

Joseph was somewhat pleased to see the two men suddenly become serious.

Great, the atmosphere is right, and the students are becoming more and more cooperative.

  

"What really matters is what you want to become?" he asked.

"Become what?" Mia blinked, somewhat confused.

"Yes." Joseph nodded. "Everyone learns magic not just to learn more spells. You need to know where you want to go in the future and what kind of person you want to become."

Become a great mage? A knight? A craftsman? Or something else entirely?

Different directions require different learning materials.

The two fell into deep thought.

Joseph breathed a sigh of relief.

This question is indeed perfect for procrastination. After all, if he asked you what you wanted to learn, he would have to make it up on the spot, but this is different. It's enough to make people think about life.

A mature teaching rhythm is one where the mentor can rest as soon as the student begins to contemplate life.

Mia frowned and thought about it seriously for a long time; she rarely thought about things that were too far in the future.

Her biggest goal in life used to be to avoid causing any accidents today and to avoid being expelled from school tomorrow.

As for what to do ten years from now? Ten years is too far away.

She thought for a while before speaking softly:

"I...I don't think I've ever really thought about it before."

She scratched her face, somewhat confused:

"If I hadn't met you, I probably would have continued working as a blacksmith."

"My dad once said that if I really couldn't stay at the academy, I should go back to the shop and study with him for a few more years."

Later on, I can also run my own furnace, take on some repairs, or help students fix things they've broken.

At this point, Mia probably felt that her future sounded a bit ordinary, and her voice gradually softened.

But the next second, as if she suddenly remembered something, she perked up again.

"But now that I know how to use a furnace, does that mean I can repair more detailed things in the future?"

"Sir, do you think I could become a blacksmith in the future... someone who can forge iron, repair magical machinery, and even use new magic?"

Joseph's eyes flickered slightly as he heard this.

Isn't this a profession similar to a mechanic?

Or you could call him a magical craftsman, a new magical repairman, or any other name would sound quite plausible.

Most importantly, this direction suits Mia well. She is skilled in blacksmithing and has a more acute sense of mechanics and materials than the average person.

He remembered the dagger Mia gave him on their first meeting; she seemed to have said it could absorb heat. Wasn't this even better?

This career path seems to offer real potential.

"Okay." Joseph nodded to her.

"real?"

"But there's no need to rush to decide now," Joseph quickly backed down his words.

Career planning can be delayed, but students shouldn't be asked about specific training methods right now. He hasn't fully figured out how to teach yet, so let's postpone it for a few more days.

"Think about it carefully when you get home tonight. The clearer your direction, the more suitable the subsequent training will be for you."

"I understand!" Mia nodded immediately, then turned to Grace and asked, "Grace, what about you?"

"I?"

"Yes," Mia said matter-of-factly, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"

Grace thought about it carefully.

A court mage? Given her status, she wouldn't even need to think about it.

As long as she can cast spells consistently, the royal family will naturally arrange everything for her. She will have the best court mages to guide her, her own mage tower, and perhaps even a symbolic magical position.

A great magician? That term was too far removed from her. At least until she met Mr. [the mage], she wouldn't even dare to entertain such a thought.

After a while, Grace said softly, "I haven't decided yet."

Haven't decided yet? That's perfectly fine!

"It's normal not to have thought it through yet," Joseph said calmly.

"You've only been exposed to this new magic for a short time, and you don't fully understand what you're capable of. Don't rush. Once you've really thought things through, I'll arrange individual training for each of you based on your specific goals."

Grace looked up.

Does the master want them to find their own path in the future before deciding what kind of magic should be?

"I will seriously consider it, sir."

"Very good." Joseph stood up with satisfaction and immediately pressed his advantage, saying:

That's all for today.

Mia was taken aback.

"Huh? Aren't we continuing?"

"If you keep talking, you'll just turn my answers into your own," Joseph said seriously.

"I can't decide your career path for you."

Of course, it's not up to him to decide; he hasn't even figured out his career path yet.

He hadn't yet figured out whether to continue running away to buy a manor as soon as possible, or to use his student skills to truly become a great mage.

Who has time to plan other people's lives?

Speaking of which, if we really recruit more students in the future... no, wait, we can't recruit more.

Recruiting another student means another mouth to feed, and it brings a lot of trouble, even though it might mean one more skill set...

Joseph fell into a brief moment of contemplation.