Toward a Piece of Writing

[Linguistics Skill: Lv0 (7/10)]
[Apothecary Skill: Lv1 (15/100)]
[Knight Breathing Skill: Lv2 (36/200)]
[Knight Breathing Skill Experience Point +1]
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In the year 3077 of the Berta calendar, during the era of confusion before wizards had reached the throne, he brought them 'Straight A Student Panel.' He stepped into the sorcerer world, perfected sorcerer knowledge, like a bright moon dispelling the mists of the era.
He was Ivan Marichardon, a pioneer of knowledge, he blazed trails for the way of the sorcerer.

Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy

On the way to the dining hall, Justine hurried to keep up with Ivan's pace.


Noticing the expression on Ivan's face, she said, "You're alright, aren't you? Don't worry, you'll definitely surpass him. Just let him be smug for a few days."


Calling you fat and you still breathe heavily, Justine gave him an annoyed roll of the eyes.


On second thought, this wasn't so much arrogance as it was confidence, just like when he first learned apothecary skills; he was quick in everything he did.


In any case, this man was both arrogant and somehow made people believe in him; it was just unfortunate that he couldn't practice apothecary now. Otherwise, she would've certainly pestered him to teach her. Old Orio's sudden death left her with many gaps in her knowledge, still a little way off from being able to concoct the glorybower hemostatic powder.


Chapter 51: Unsettled Generosity