Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
As soon as Daniel finished his class, he heard a voice coming from the badge, asking him to come over.
Daniel approached and saw more than a dozen instructors sitting in the Wizard Tower, waiting for him.
Cleveland stared at him for a while before saying, "Very good, you are very good. I have been watching your performance closely, and along with Maxwell's suggestion, I have decided to reopen the discussion about you becoming a Wizard Seed. Let's hear everyone's opinions on this matter."
The old woman wearing a tall hat spoke first. "I oppose this. No matter how you look at it, being a Second-Level Wizard Apprentice to become a Wizard Seed is rare, even since the establishment of our Flame Throne Wizard Academy.
Which of them does not possess the most outstanding bloodline? As far as I know, one of them even has the bloodline of the Fire God and was almost destined to become a child of the gods. Although Daniel is quite good, how can he compare?"
"Especially since he has just recently become a Second-Level Wizard Apprentice; his abilities are not yet sufficient to convince others..."
She went on for quite a while, essentially opposing Daniel's elevation to Wizard Seed.
Maxwell directly countered her. "Mantis, what do you mean? Don't think I don't know. You just want your apprentice Brook to become the Wizard Seed. But you should consider how he can compare to Daniel. For one thing, it took him several years to become a Second-Level Wizard Apprentice. Can he really be compared to Daniel?"
Mantis shook her head helplessly; this was an eternal pain in her heart. Brook took five years to become a Second-Level Wizard Apprentice, which caused quite a stir in the academy at that time, as he was considered quite talented.
Mantis had even put in great effort to take him from several instructors as her apprentice. However, compared to Daniel, who took half the time, Brook could hardly be considered competent.
"You can't say that; there are ways to quickly advance. For instance, if I had the sap from the Wisdom Tree, I could elevate any apprentice to Third-Level Wizard Apprentice within a year."
Maxwell was amused by her audacity in saying such things. The sap from the Wisdom Tree could significantly increase even my chances of advancement. How could you have the face to suggest giving it to a Wizard Apprentice?
"Have the guts to call them here and let the dean test both of them in front of us to see who has broader knowledge and can answer more questions. If he knows more than Daniel, I will have nothing to say. If not, let's see who dares propose him as a Wizard Seed."
Mantis instantly fell silent; everyone in the academy knew that Daniel's knowledge was very comprehensive and even rivaled that of Formal Wizards.
Although Brook was good, he simply couldn't compete with Daniel.
This fully validated the saying: "Comparing people makes one die; comparing goods makes one throw them away."
Brook is recognized as a talent within the academy, enjoying immense glory. However, compared to Daniel, he is nothing but a fool.
Yet, even in such an obvious disadvantage, Mantis has no intention of giving up. Brook is his apprentice and was originally slated to be the Wizard Seed. If it weren't for Daniel's unexpected interference, he would have already become the Wizard Seed by now.
With the enormous benefits that come with being the Wizard Seed, how could he bear to give it up? Fortunately, Brook is not without opportunities; he has been at the academy for over twenty years and has already reached the peak of being a Third-Level Apprentice. His strength is not something Daniel can compare to.
His practice in sorcery has also reached a certain level, and his combat power can easily surpass Daniel.
He spoke up, "Don't talk to me about promotion speed or how well you grasp knowledge; none of that matters. Strength is the premise of everything. Without strength that far exceeds others, don't expect me to agree."
The Formal Wizards present couldn't help but frown, feeling that Mantis's words were somewhat shameless. How could a Second-Level Wizard Apprentice compare to a peak Third-Level powerhouse?
But she wasn't entirely wrong; strength is indeed the truth. If you want to disagree, you must consider his strength; the victor takes all.
Everyone turned their attention to Cleveland, waiting to see how he would decide.
Cleveland rubbed his head in frustration, unsure of what to do; he couldn't make up his mind.
Normally, this Wizard Seed slot should belong to Brook. This was an unwritten rule of the academy that had long been established.
However, now that Daniel had risen unexpectedly with such obvious advantages, from the perspective of the principal, he would prefer Daniel to become the Wizard Seed. This would benefit the entire academy.
The problem is that the current party involved disagrees, and he can't push too hard. He can't forcibly make Brook withdraw from this competition; that would lead to discontent and be detrimental to the unity of the academy.
"Alright, let Brook come over. We'll decide who can become the Wizard Seed through a test."
Soon, the door of the Wizard Tower opened, and a golden-haired, blue-eyed, handsome and sunny young man walked in. He first bowed to the many instructors and then coldly glanced at Daniel with eyes full of anger.
This must be Brook; he must have been waiting outside for quite some time; otherwise, he wouldn't have arrived so early.
"You two are both considered promising apprentices in the academy; logically speaking, either of you could become the Wizard Seed. But now there is only one slot available. To ensure fairness, I have decided to give you both a test."
In the first layer of the Underworld, there are two Minotaur Tribes that resist the academy's orders, and I have long been displeased with them. Each of you will choose a tribe, and whoever can quickly annihilate the Minotaur Tribe will be this time's Wizard Seed.
The two tribes are located to the south and north. Here are two slips of paper, one marked 'South' and the other 'North.' Which tribe you can choose depends on your luck.
He threw two crumpled slips of paper onto the table.
Daniel stepped forward to make his selection but suddenly felt a chilling gaze from behind. He smiled and said, "Senior, please go ahead."
He knew that if he dared to act first, Brook would definitely try to snatch it from him. It was meaningless to choose between two identical slips based on luck.
After all, he had blocked Brook's path to becoming the Wizard Seed. If killing were an option, he would have acted long ago. Given the chance to embarrass him, Brook would certainly take action.
Brook snorted coldly, stepped forward, reached for the slip on the left, hesitated for a moment, then moved his hand to the right before returning to the left.
After a long hesitation, he finally picked one up. Upon opening it and seeing 'North,' he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He had heard about the two Minotaur Tribes; their strengths were roughly similar, but the one in the south was slightly stronger. Now that he had chosen the weaker one, it was always a good omen.
However, he did not realize how much he cared about such a small difference. Facing a Third-Level Apprentice against a Second-Level Apprentice's overwhelming strength, he really shouldn't have worried.
Unless Daniel's pressure on him was too great—so great that it made him feel uneasy. He no longer regarded Daniel as just a newcomer who had entered the academy for two years.
"Since you both have made your choices, prepare to complete your tasks! Remember, it's just the two of you; no helpers allowed. If caught cheating, you will lose your final opportunity."
With that, he took out two documents and handed them to Daniel and Brook respectively.
Daniel glanced at them; they contained specific information about the two tribes. However, now was not the time to look through them.
As the results were revealed, everyone began to take their leave. Maxwell sighed as he looked at Daniel and said, "Do your best! If it doesn't work this time, there will be next time."
"Rest assured, Mentor. I will do my utmost."
Back in the dormitory, Daniel inputted the information of the two Minotaur Tribes into the chip and carefully compared them. This left him astonished.
From the very beginning, Daniel understood that being assigned as a mission by the dean meant that the two Minotaur Tribes were certainly not simple. However, seeing their strength in person was still shocking.
The Minotaurs were strong and robust, with tough skin and thick flesh, far beyond ordinary humans. The Minotaur Tribe had around a thousand members, yet boasted five hundred Minotaurs with strength equivalent to knights.
Moreover, there were over a hundred Minotaur Warriors comparable to Great Knights and ten Minotaur Commanders who could rival Third-Level Wizard Apprentices.
They were incredibly formidable. If it were just this, Daniel wouldn't be too nervous; he could take his time and eventually wear them down.
However, the Minotaur Tribe also had six Minotaur Priests, which was what Daniel feared the most. No matter how strong the Minotaur Commanders were, they were still physical beings and did not involve mysterious powers. There were dozens of methods to deal with them effectively.
On the other hand, the Minotaur Priests wielded mysterious powers, and when combined with the Minotaur Commanders, their combat effectiveness was not simply 1+1. This meant that many of his strategies would be countered and rendered unusable.
With such a powerful combat force, not only Daniel but even a peak-level Third-Level Apprentice could be overwhelmed if surrounded. They might not even be able to inflict significant damage on their opponents.
Daniel saw almost no hope of exterminating the Minotaur Tribe relying solely on his own strength.
However, it was impossible for him to give up without trying; no matter how difficult it was, Daniel would attempt something.
Comment 0 Comment Count