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

In fact, there was a more convenient method: bypassing the stone pool and intercepting further ahead, which would seize the advantage.  


Everyone present wasn't foolish; they naturally understood this approach.  


The reason no one stepped forward was that they'd detected unknown dangers ahead, leaving them apprehensive and hesitant to act.  


When someone surreptitiously attempted to drive insects forward, both the masked sorcerer and Randall immediately noticed the anomaly and chose to feign ignorance, acting as though they hadn't seen anything.  


Without warning, the haze at the end of the path shifted, darting to envelop the sneaky insect, revealing its previously hidden form.  


It was a shadow cicada, its body flickering and unstable, gradually reducing to dust and merging silently into the haze that had surrounded it.  


Chapter 188 Soft Persimmon?