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

Under the guidance of a few individuals, Ivan stepped into this enigmatic academy. The interior resembled a tree fortress and somewhat a gladiatorial arena, with buildings forming concentric circles outward from the center. The closer to the center, the shorter the architecture, presenting a unique design.


The campus seemed sparsely populated by apprentices and sorcerers; it was uncertain where they had been dispatched.


"This way, Lord Marichadon." one of the individuals invited.


Before he could explore further, he was led into a grand hall located not far from the entrance.


*Looks like I'm not very welcome here.*


Ivan quickly caught the subtle undertone and recalled Dean Watkin's words. Some suspected that Ancient Tree Spine had discovered a treasure trove in Gangster Rift Valley; now, it seemed those suspicions might hold merit.


Chapter 323: Deep Underground