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

At the peak of Seven Gods Mountain, in front of the sole intact statue, Ivan had been standing there for several months, enveloped by the dark red light emanating from it for the same length of time.


He and the statue resembled two valiant knights locked in a contest of will, neither willing to yield to the other.


Until one day, Ivan's body began to radiate a faint red glow from the inside out, pushing the external Aura Power back by half a yard.


If one looked closely, a newly condensed aura circle could be seen beneath his feet, faint but steadfast.


At that moment, the dark red light seemed to be provoked, triggering even more dramatic transformations both internally and externally. Golden fragments of lightning flared all around, bolts of electricity struck down from every direction, landing squarely on his body.


Ivan suddenly felt as though his body was being shattered piece by piece and repeatedly kneaded, the pain slicing deep into his very bones.


Chapter 409: Knight Sub-King