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Chapter 200 - 179 Departure
Chapter 200: Chapter 179 Departure
Greybone Academy, within the dormitory of the first year.
At this time, Monica lay sprawled across her desk in a state of dejection, her eyes hollow as if she had suddenly become a lifeless puppet.
And on her desk, there still lay a card signifying the selection of the "lucky" individual.
"Take it easy, I don’t think the academy would use such a method to send us weak wizard apprentices to our deaths, it’s probably just a test." Sally, on the other hand, was quite calm, flipping through a book while comforting her friend.
"But every time I think about being involved in the battles between wizards, I feel an uncontrollable nervousness," Monica voiced softly, her voice trembling slightly.
"Our batch of new blood is actually pretty good, you know? Before, more than half of the new blood at Greybone Academy would die within three years of entering due to various reasons. Compared to them, this kind of trial is probably nothing," she continued.
Sally, however, did not react much to this fact; having learnt about the dark side of the Wizard World from her grandfather, she was quite at peace with everything happening; she had even volunteered for this cleaning mission, intending to use it as an opportunity to toughen herself up.
However, her calm tone and the casually revealed information made Monica start.
"Was the death rate that high before?" Monica murmured softly.
Not coming from a family of wizard apprentices like Sally, she knew relatively little about the Wizard World. During her time learning at Greybone Academy, it seemed that only "homework" could make her sense the viciousness of the Wizard World.
"Yes, human experimentation, accidents, Hunting each other," Sally closed her book, each word she uttered turning Monica’s face even paler.
"Perhaps... that’s the reason why Dean Lucian insists on changing the rules?" Monica slowly sat up from her bed, her head down but her eyes refocusing. She took a deep breath and felt her mood gradually calming down.
Then she smiled at her friend, "It’s okay, I was too greedy. I should’ve understood a long time ago that after becoming an adult, I shouldn’t expect perfect fairy tales to happen in reality."
"Yeah," Sally nodded lightly, but quickly felt Monica gently holding her hand.
"Thank you, Sally."
...
"What’s the noise about? Have you finished your homework? Are you ready for departure? All you know is to bicker and bicker!" In another small classroom, Donn had abandoned his usual mild attitude, staring coldly at several of the wizard newcomers unlucky enough to be drawn, his voice angry yet tinged with frustration.
"Do you think that this laughing and frolicking life in the academy makes you a wizard? Being a wizard is a thorny path to begin with. If you don’t have the resolve, I think you better give up early, stop meditating, and don’t even think about progressing after becoming a first-level wizard apprentice, a second-level wizard," he scolded.
"What wizard doesn’t shed blood? Do you really think that casting a few spells makes you a wizard? Dream on!..." Donn scolded, yet he couldn’t help but think of his own experiences.
Of the new blood who were close to him at the beginning, there were 17, and now, he was the only one still alive...
"If you go out and risk your lives by yourselves, the situations you encounter will surely be more dangerous and more complex than the tasks arranged by the academy. You’re hesitating now, but when you face real trouble outside, do you think your adversaries will give you a choice? Dream on!"
Several originally angry or fearful wizard newcomers, upon hearing Donn’s roar, hung their heads slightly, and a contemplative look appeared in their eyes.
"Actually, I’d rather each of you from the class volunteer to get a feel for that atmosphere, to experience the sensation between life and death. Although the mission this time may be somewhat dangerous, at least the risk is controllable. It can lay a pretty good foundation for your future path," Donn said, his eyes deep as he watched the wizard newcomers.
"However, I won’t force any of you. Anyone who wants to drop out, I will help them apply, but there are conditions for the application. That is, to dissolve their own Spirit Sea, to give up the path of the wizard willingly. The academy will ensure you are safely sent home! I swear by the will of the wizard, I will ensure their safe return home!"
Donn looked at the wizard newcomers who were trembling slightly and snorted lightly, "Choose!"
The wizard newcomers fell silent at this point.
After a long while, one person stood up, saluted Donn silently, then turned and left.
The rest of the wizard newcomers, after a brief silence, also stood up in succession, saluted or apologized to Donn before quietly leaving the office to prepare for the upcoming battle.
...
"I hope my decision was the correct one." Lucien stood in the dean’s office, holding the Greybone Scepter, silently watching the wizard apprentices who were orderly boarding the three levitating ships.
"Instructor Lucien, the arrangements for the Level 3 Wizard Apprentices have also been taken care of. They are all Level 3 Wizard Apprentices willing to gamble for points. In addition, the committee has also dispatched two commissioners to join in the cleanup operation," Carly reported to Lucien on the latest arrangements.
"Also, the two Formal Wizards from Winter Fort will participate in this operation, but in line with your previous thoughts, we have not considered the combat power of the Winter Fort wizards..."
"I understand," Lucien nodded lightly, but his right hand involuntarily gripped the Greybone Scepter a bit tighter. "Prepare to depart, and also, I’m entrusting that group of new blood to you."
"Yes!" Carly’s expression also became more serious.
Meanwhile, on the deck of the floating ship, many newcomers were being divided into wizard squads, and within each small team, an experienced Second-level Wizard Apprentice was assigned as the team leader. In critical moments, these wizard apprentice teams could form into wizard battle arrays to protect their own safety as much as possible in some emergencies.
Yet this battle-ready atmosphere still made many wizard apprentices who had not yet seen blood feel an indescribable tension. They gripped the weapons or Magic Wands in their hands tightly. They had not yet reached the battlefield, but their spirits were already on edge.
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