The Wizard: Starting as a Corpse Collector Apprentice and Paying for a Monthly Subscription

Tyronn's words caused a huge uproar in the quiet arena.

Both inside and outside the arena, everyone's eyes were fixed on Tyron like spotlights.

On Cairn Tower's side, Cathy and Locke's faces were filled with shock.

Their carving knives were still on the surface of the bone, barely completing the outermost rune framework.

Locke was so distracted that he almost missed with his knife.

They stared incredulously at this usually insignificant low-level apprentice, with only one thought in their minds:

How is that possible?

On the other side, Virgil and Joyce of the Sun Wizard Tower looked shocked, with deep confusion and disbelief in their eyes.

Keep in mind that their rune literacy level is as high as 0.9!

Even so, they have only just completed the outer framework and the inscription of the two main magic circuits.

In their minds, such a complex rune construction was an absolutely impossible task for a low-level corpse-collecting apprentice who hadn't even attended many formal classes.

Don't be fooled by him!

Joyce quickly gave Virgil a look, signaling him to stay calm and continue carving.

"This is very likely a psychological tactic used by the other side to disrupt our progress."

"We lost our composure and delayed things."

However, her pupils dilated suddenly when her sharp gaze swept over the slender shinbone in Tyrone's hand.

The originally rough tibia had been precisely cut flat at both ends, revealing the hollow medullary cavity.

On the surface of the skeleton, several smooth magical circuits and three small but structurally complete magical cores were neatly engraved.

"This...how is this possible!?"

Joyce's heart was in turmoil.

Regardless of whether this set of runes is actually usable, the speed at which the opponent inscribed it on this slender and hard shinbone already far surpassed that of all of them!

The precision and fluidity of that knife technique were as effortless as slicing tofu.

Stipunk also came over at this moment.

An unexpected glint also flashed in his shrewd eyes.

Although he already knew that Tyron was part of Macley's preparedness, he didn't expect the kid to be this fast.

"There's no way this kid knew the questions beforehand."

"Could it be... that he came up with this on the spot?"

Thinking this, Stipunk was secretly amazed, then put on a serious, businesslike expression and stepped forward to ask:

"Magnus, are you sure?"

"According to the competition rules, once a work is submitted, it cannot be modified."

"If your runes cannot be activated or produce magical effects, you will immediately lose your rating."

Tyron bowed respectfully, his face still bearing that harmless smile:

"Please rest assured, sir, I have finished the examination."

Seeing Tyrone's confident demeanor, Stipunk nodded and said loudly:

"Alright!"

"Now that you've finished, please explain the design concept behind this rune set to everyone present and give a complete demonstration!"

Under everyone's gaze, Tyron calmly raised the slender shinbone in his hand, his tone steady.

"I carved a small array of runes on this bone that can control minute airflow."

"It consists of three basic cores and six magic circuits, constructed based on the classic 'Karl Rune Framework'."

Tyronn's voice was steady and clear, carrying throughout the entire venue:

"And its effect is very simple."

"When I use my mana to activate the rune, it can automatically emit a sound."

Upon hearing this, many people present immediately became interested.

Locke, who was standing to the side, even put down his carving knife and asked curiously:

"Make a sound?"

Joyce sneered, "I hope you didn't just talk the talk!"

Stipunk, also somewhat expectant, said loudly:

"Well then, Magnus, please begin your performance!"

Tyron nodded, grasped one end of the shinbone, and slowly injected 0.5 points of mental energy into it.

hum!

The runes on the surface of the bones instantly lit up with a faint cyan light.

Immediately afterwards, a strange hissing sound came from the cavity inside the bone.

As Tyron carved several sound holes into the bone, a strange yet mesmerizing melody began to play.

Beep beep beep beep... Beep beep beep beep... Beep beep~ beep! Beep beep~ beep!

It was a tune that had never appeared in this world before, but was known to everyone in Tyrion's previous life: "Two Tigers".

The melody is simple, catchy, and has a strange sense of humor.

The onlookers and apprentices were initially taken aback.

But soon, they couldn't help but nod along to the rhythmic melody, and some even started humming along involuntarily.

"Dududu... This tune is quite catchy!"

"This is interesting, this thing is interesting!"

"Holy Father...by Your Majesty!"

Locke was so shocked when he saw that the rune actually worked and could play such a complete piece of music that he stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

Cathy, standing to the side, also had a look of shock and curiosity in her large eyes, hidden behind her big glasses.

She couldn't imagine how this usually unknown, low-level apprentice had managed to do it.

And... this piece of music I've never heard before, although it's a bit strange, is actually quite nice to listen to.

Stipunk could no longer suppress the smile on his face.

As a Level 2 certified wizard with a level 3.6 mastery of runes, he could naturally see through the ingenuity of this set of runes at a glance.

"A genius idea!"

"This requires not only a deep understanding of runes, but more importantly, the ability to think outside the box and innovate!"

If he were given this task, his first reaction would most likely be to carve a traditional rune that can emit light or heat.

However, rune structures that involve the manipulation of actual elements are generally much more complex, and the rune cores require more complex and advanced elemental resonance cores.

But this kid is different.

He took a different approach and did not touch those substantial fire or light elements.

Instead, it chose the most basic wind element and only involved "wind speed control", without involving the condensation of wind elements.

This means that this set of runes does not require a complex core that resonates with elemental particles; it can operate using only the most basic universal core.

What's most ingenious is that he utilized the natural hollow structure of the tibia, combined with the sound-producing principle of musical instruments.

Using the simplest runes and the most suitable materials, the most intuitive and stunning effects were created!

At this moment, the catchy melody of "Two Tigers" was still playing on a loop.

Joyce's face was extremely pale.

She took a sudden step forward, pointed at Tyron, and loudly questioned him:

"Who can prove that he carved this set of runes on his own spot?!"

"And who can prove that he knew the questions beforehand?!"

Joyce had already realized what was happening.

The real competitors they face today are not those two seemingly glamorous aristocratic children.

It was this corpse-collecting apprentice who had been ignored and even ridiculed by them all along!

In today's competition, she had planned a lot, guarding against all possible cheating methods from her opponents, and keeping a close eye on the two noble apprentices.

But to his utter surprise, the other party used those two noble apprentices as bait to attract all his attention.

Thus, this unassuming corpse-collecting apprentice carried out a fatal blow right under their noses!

Upon hearing Joyce's question, Stiepunk's expression instantly darkened.

He stopped smiling, stared at Joyce with a serious expression, and said in an icy tone:

"Joyce, please watch your words and accusations!"

"Magnus has always been watched by people from the Sun Tower."

"Whether he carved these runes stroke by stroke or not, why don't you just ask your people?"

The two burly apprentices who were responsible for monitoring Tyrone were now pale-faced and stammered with their heads down. With so many people watching, they dared not lie.

Stipunk snorted and continued:

"As for your claim that someone leaked the exam questions in advance?"

He raised his right hand, his expression solemn and dignified:

"This is a rather serious accusation that cannot be proven. Since Joyce is being so aggressive, then I..."

"In the name of the Stipunk family, I swear to the great Father of the Source Fire, and to the profound Primordial Sage!"

"I haven't told anyone else in the world about today's competition topic except myself!"

! !

Upon hearing this, Joyce opened her mouth, but her previous arrogance vanished instantly, leaving only embarrassment and awkwardness on her face.

In this world, once you become a formal wizard, the oath you swear has a magical binding effect.

The fact that the other party dared to swear an oath to both the Holy Father of Source Fire and the Primordial Sage at the same time proves that the question was indeed not leaked.

Within aristocratic circles, forcing a formal wizard to prove their innocence by taking an oath was considered an extremely undignified, even humiliating, act of powerlessness.

Her impulsive actions not only failed to turn the tide, but also tarnished her family's reputation with accusations of being "rude" and "sore losers."

"I……"

Joyce bit her lip, staring intently at the bone that was still playing cheerful music, unable to utter a single word.