"Your spell configuration consists of instant spells such as Ergency Evasion, Prohibit Movent, and channeling spells such as Mutual Truce, Projectile Nullification—is that the system?"
Salvatore slightly furrowed his brows, "All are combat support abilities? Aren’t you going to learn Reveal True Na? Aren’t you going to learn so self-protective spells like Curse Incantation: Paralysis or Curse Incantation: Perpetual Tornt? If it’s for the sake of forming a system, there’s no need to rush... Decree Wizards aren’t like us; they have quite strong self-preservation abilities. Perhaps ’Reveal True Na’ might be more essential.
"Or do you plan to learn it after you advance to beco a Transcendent?"
"Yes."
Longjing Tea nodded, frankly admitting, "I may be needed by His Highness Annan. I must advance as soon as possible, and right after advancing, have a combat-ready force to assist him."
"What if Annan needs your ’Reveal True Na’?"
"That can be replaced by hiring soone. As long as you have the money."
Longjing Tea’s thought process was clear, "But the only Decree Wizard who can fight for His Highness Annan is alone. Since I can resurrect, I will definitely be sent to the front lines of the battlefield by His Highness.
"However, I am not the only fighting force at the disposal of His Highness. When it cos to combat, both Jiu’er and Gourt Goose are more skilled than I am.
"Therefore, what only I can do, and do well, is support and coordination—
"Ergency Evasion can force my teammates to evade, or dodge attacks from blind spots or undetectable stealth attacks; Prohibit Movent can halt my enemies at the critical mont of their evasion; Mutual Truce can effectively rescue our strength from a lee or pull the enemy into ranged combat; Projectile Nullification can make all projectiles within a considerable range lose their kinetic energy and imdiately fall to the ground..."
These are all skills that are not difficult, but very useful in team fights.
It could be said that if Longjing Tea turned his skill set into a hero, he would probably be a very aweso support hero...
"If we set aside your spell selection and just talk about the composition of your spells... your thinking is indeed acceptable."
After contemplating for a long ti, Salvatore unexpectedly gave a rather high evaluation, "It’s clear that you indeed have thought this through."
"So can I pass now?"
"Yes. I can sign off on your passage here."
Salvatore nodded, scratched his unruly hair, and exhaled a puff of smoke. In his signature slightly impatient yet comforting voice, he said, "You can prepare for advancent as soon as possible, I suggest within two weeks... hmm?"
At that mont, Salvatore heard a strange, clear echo coming from the athyst behind him.
In the corner of his office desk, there was a triangular wooden rack made of three branches of purple pine. Covered on it was a special pure black aluminum foil paper, and above the aluminum foil paper dangled a diamond-shaped athyst, swinging like a pendulum, hung up by two copper columns.
This was a simple public ritual used for directional transmission of letters. Similar to a fax machine.
Now, the athyst suddenly made a ding ding alert sound. This ant that soone was sending a letter to Salvatore.
He turned his head to see the athyst shaking slightly. The black paper below gradually changed color, becoming dull yellow and getting a texture like that of parchnt. As it changed color, black letters began to erge.
"...Eh?"
Seeing the content of the letter, Salvatore was sowhat surprised.
The wanted "Dream Stealer" Denton was found?
"The Pure dium" Bernadino fought with the "Dream Stealer" Denton?
Denton was even killed outright?
Bernadino is suspected to have obtained the Hers Faction’s Philosopher’s Stone recipe?
Nearly a hundred silver-ranked Transcendents and one gold-ranked Wizard died without creating nightmares, so artificial nightmares need to be produced?
...What on earth is all this?
Salvatore looked puzzled.
This had only been less than a day, hadn’t it? How did so much happen?
He imdiately fell into contemplation.
After a long ti, he ca back to his senses.
Annan wrote this letter to himself... which ans he thinks of as that "reliable" person, right?
...Hiss.
Salvatore’s brow furrowed, and he grimaced.
Honestly, he wasn’t that confident he could put an end to it all himself.
Annan, are you sure I’m really okay...
...Or is it that this letter is actually ant for "another "?
Considering this possibility, Salvatore felt a toothache coming on.
Although Annan was arguably his best friend... the fact that Annan also had a good relationship with "Vatore" made Salvatore sowhat worried.
Especially after having seen several tis how "Vatore" and Annan managed to communicate and agree with each other without using words, or even without any contact, which made Salvatore even more anxious.
Why does my friend seem to have a better rapport with another soul of mine, compared to with personally...
Are you guys the real friends?
Then what am I?
...But having said that.
What saddened Salvatore was that when Annan spoke of a "reliable friend," even he himself imdiately thought of "Vatore"...
---Have I already accepted that I’m unreliable?!
Although he had now advanced to the rank of alchemist and was not as unreliable as before.
Technically, Salvatore had completely surpassed his forr self.
Now, that Philosopher’s Stone, which had a fifty percent success rate, Salvatore would have about... a seventy percent chance of making it, given the materials.
Although this success rate definitely still could not match the shadow...
Of course, since the shadow hadn’t appeared after the advancent, Salvatore also didn’t know to what extent "Vatore" had evolved.
But at least one thing is for sure, Salvatore concluded.
If he really couldn’t solve this problem... "Vatore" might truly help Annan fulfill it.
At least their relationship was still very good.
Not like how she treated him... always trying to snatch his body away.
In that case, this matter should not be ssed up.
Preparing for the worst even before thinking of success, Salvatore felt relieved.
He turned back and said to Longjing Tea seriously, "You should speed up the pace. It’s best if you can advance in these two days."
"...What?"
"I have to take a trip to Noah in three days. Annan wrote a letter... he might have run into so trouble. Don’t you know about this?"
Salvatore asked with so surprise halfway through.
He rembered that Annan and Longjing Tea could communicate over great distances.
Longjing Tea, however, shook his head sowhat perplexed, "I haven’t heard about this yet."
For so reason, upon hearing this, Salvatore suddenly felt inexplicably happy...
"Then you should advance quickly. I’ll wait for you for two days at the most--- it’s best if you can advance today so that we can leave tomorrow."
Salvatore smiled, and then suddenly rembered soone, adding, "Oh right, I might bring along soone else. If Annan contacts you, you can let him know."
"...Who?"
"Feng Hohenheim. You know him."
Salvatore smiled smugly, "He’s sort of my apprentice now. With such a big event, I have to show him the world."
By implication... he ant to show off his student to Annan.
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