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

"Leaving it to chance was exactly what they did, as the seven people didn't have much time left—only the last half-day."


Four arcane wizards tightly guarded nearby, providing support for them—a level of treatment not everyone received.


Even though it felt highly inefficient, Ivan did not slack in the slightest. He kept dropping Spirit Crystals, trying to explore as many locations, directions, and areas as possible.


Unfortunately, everything seemed futile.


It was unclear how much time had passed when Tanaya suddenly exclaimed, catching everyone's attention in the small space.


Ivan was jolted awake; the Spirit Crystal he was handling shattered.


He belatedly realized that he had fallen into a strange restlessness, his mood becoming very anxious and a bit impatient, somewhat underestimating himself, always feeling that all this effort might be in vain in the end.


Chapter 460: Anxious Heart