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

Time slipped away like water; in the blink of an eye, two months had passed.


At Rapid Wood Tower, a delicate figure arrived early at the door to seek the tower's owner.


"Sorcerer Angie, let me emphasize one last time, I do not take apprentices, nor mistresses or servants, and I have no intention of employing you. Please, do not come and pester me again. Otherwise, even if Sorcerer Rothkins stands behind you, dealing with you would be an utterly simple matter for me."


"No 'but.' I don't want to make this overly unpleasant, do you understand?"


Hearing Ivan's increasingly cold tone, Angie's exquisite face was filled with frustration. After a moment of silence, she turned and left without saying another word.


"Apologies for causing you trouble." Her voice came from outside the door. Angie had finally realized her persistence had nearly turned into returning kindness with hostility.


"Just leave, just leave." Ivan didn't even get up.


Chapter 299: One After Another