Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Serene Wizard smiled, “I’ll bring this up with Renee Clarke, let her give Lucia’s Family, especially Zoran, a little trouble.”

The best way to prevent someone from doing certain things is to assign them other tasks.

This idea was brilliant.

Link liked it very much.

The three wizards deliberately avoided a topic.

That was how Link, with his “merely” intermediate fourth rank qualification, had been promoted to a third-class wizard apprentice in less than a year.

There was definitely a secret or a lucky break involved.

The three wizards clearly had no intention of prying into Link’s secret or luck.

This courtesy was laudable.

Link liked this even more.

The hover car had an extremely fast speed and soon arrived back at the academy.

Link voluntarily asked to get off.

Before Link got off, Wizard Palo comforted him, “Don’t worry too much, this matter isn’t that serious.”

Link repeatedly agreed.

He wasn’t too worried.

There was nothing to worry about.

If Lucia’s Family were to unleash a crushing force, no matter how worried Link was, it would be useless.

A soldier to a soldier, a general to a general, if they only sent out apprentices, he would meet them head-on, adapting to whatever came.

Even if it was a peak third-class wizard apprentice who had already branded his Destiny Witchcraft, Link was now not the least bit afraid.

Downstairs in the dormitory.

Jasmine was squatting on the lawn, quietly waiting for Link.

The Brotherhood Group originally wanted to wait there too, but Jasmine sent them away.

“You’re back. Did anything happen?”

The moment she saw Link, Jasmine got up and hurried over, anxiously asking him.

“No.”

Link shook his head in response.

“Good, that’s good.”

Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief, and then excitedly announced, “I placed third, and the reward is…”

Link raised his right hand, stopping Jasmine mid-sentence.

Some things were better not said in public.

Having experienced a large-scale inter-zone competition, and witnessing so many Reconnaissance Magic Tools.

Link dared not be careless.

Being secretly photographed wasn’t a big deal, as long as one acted righteously.

Being secretly recorded was troublesome, since sometimes privacy was mentioned in conversation.

“Let’s not rush to talk about these things today, we can discuss them in the lab tomorrow.”

Link made a hand gesture, hinting to Jasmine to be wary of eavesdropping.

“Got it, I understand.”

Jasmine understood, and stopped sharing her joyous news.

“I’ll walk you back.”

Link volunteered, and Jasmine agreed.

The two slowly walked through the campus.

Although the road was not long, their hearts were peaceful.

Suddenly, they reached the end of the road. Jasmine waved her hand, showing no reluctance, and went straight upstairs.

The road is still long.

There’s no need to cling to the present.

Back in the dormitory.

Link first went into the bathroom to clean himself, then enjoyed a warm bath to relieve his fatigue.

It’s mainly because he experienced too much in a short period, and he felt somewhat mentally fatigued.

The ‘Mind Closure Technique’ also had its inadequacies.

After the bath, wrapped in a towel, Link entered his study.

He lit the Glasswort Aromatheraphy Essential Oil, and in the quiet and fragrant atmosphere, he began a session of deep meditation.

He woke up from the meditation.

It was already night time, the bright moon was high above, and it was completely silent.

Link activated the protection mode in the study, and summoned the “Seed” from his Sea of Consciousness, and looked intently at the center of the “Seed”.

The little girl had woken up, and was currently sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest, curled up on the Spirit Coffin.

The place she was sitting, was exactly where God Slayer had been for 1627 years.

It seemed like sitting here, she could feel her father’s presence and enjoy his company.

Link let out a long sigh, deciding to communicate with the little girl at another time.

As the “spirit” in the “Seed”, the little girl was naturally gifted in knowing how to nourish the “Seed” to help it grow faster.

Link, the master, was less proficient in this respect than the little girl.

Returning the “Seed” into his Sea of Consciousness, Link’s consciousness also sunk into the Hall of Memories, sorting through his recent experiences.

Reflecting and learning, summarizing lessons and experiences.

Vivid images flashed before his eyes.

According to Wizard World’s time, the inter-zone competition just began this morning and ended by noon, how could it have faded?

But Link felt as if it was a long time ago.

As if it was in another lifetime.