ꨡ[6B a~oAr9: Chapter 0789: Apprentice (additional update request for monthly votes) Chapter 789: Chapter 0789: Apprentice (additional update request for monthly votes) Ritchie is the second son of Viscount Star Lake.
In the noble families of the Empire, the eldest son would be trained from a young age and set to be the successor.
But the second and third sons would receive far fewer resources and had to fend for themselves when they grow up.
This was not cruel, but a necessity.
If every generation were to split the territory, in just a few generations, everyone would beco commoners and the noble title would cease to exist.
As the second son of a viscount, he was lucky.
At least he learned literacy and arithtic from a scholar at a young age, and when he grows up, he could serve a noble of higher rank.
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At worst, he would live independently as an outstanding scholar.
What he regretted was that he didn’t have the qualifications to beco a ‘Hyperstring Warrior’.
If he did, he might have had the chance to beco a noble through his strength.
He once thought that this was his life, where the end could be clearly seen.
But everything was shattered in a conversation one night.
Ritchie had a blurry conversation with his father one night, and the next day he was sent on a carriage to Duke Mark’s territory.
Opening the carriage window, he saw a towering high-rise standing not far away, emitting various colored glows from the tower.
“So beautiful…
”
“The power of the magician!”
Near him, a sweet female voice exclaid.
“Huh?”
He looked over and saw a girl with golden curls and wearing a cake dress, who had also opened the carriage window.
She was so beautiful that the boy could not take his eyes off her.
Seemingly noticing his gaze, the girl’s eyes turned to him: “Hello…
I’m Lindsay!”
“Hello, I’m Ritchie!”
Ritchie’s face reddened and he was relieved that the carriage had finally arrived, and he did not need to continue feeling awkward.
He got off the carriage and realized to his amazent that the square was already full of people.
Based on Ritchie’s limited knowledge of runeology, nearly all the nobles of the Northern land had sent their children here.
“Ladies and Gentlen!”
As the square in front of the Mage Tower was filled with people, a figure descended from the sky.
“Oh my God…”
“Flight!”
Many of the youngsters’ eyes sparkled with envy and admiration.
“All boys under the age of fifteen, co forward, line up, enter the Mage Tower for the magician qualification test!”
Phil’s voice thundered throughout the area, causing many nearby people to cover their ears.
“Line up, one by one!”
Under the gaze of a magician, order was efficiently maintained at the scene.
However, the queue that the young boys and girls lined up was quite interesting.
Basically, the children of the large nobility were at the front, and the smaller nobility were at the back.
“It’s the daughter of Countess Phil…
”
Ritchie looked at Lindsay’s back and quietly confird the information.
The queue was long, but it was progressing quickly.
Ritchie found that the boys who went in stayed for just a few minutes before coming out, many of them with dejected faces.
‘The failure rate is high!’
‘What is a magician’s qualification?’
In his heart, he couldn’t help but beco anxious.
“Alexander, pass!”
At that mont, a voice ca from the front that made the queue look over.
“Finally, soone passed.
Hang in there…Ritchie, you can do it.”
Ritchie clenched his fist, watching the queue move forward and one by one, ‘qualified persons’ erged.
“Lindsay, pass!”
After a while, he hears a voice and sees the old butler of Countess Phil’s family cover his face in excitent.
“Next.
Ritchie!”
“My turn!”
Ritchie took a deep breath and walked into the Mage Tower.
He looked around and saw a spacious hall with an array instrunt track on the ground.
“Don’t be nervous, walk to us!”
In front, there were two magicians wearing long robes, one male and one female.
The female spoke in a sweet voice.
Ritchie’s small leg was trembling a bit.
He didn’t dare to look at their faces and instead kept his eyes on their robes and boots as he slowly approached.
Bang!
Suddenly, he felt a shock coming at him.
“Ah!”
He let out a low cry, his body swayed, but he didn’t fall.
“Hmm, passed!”
The male magician affird: “Good…
”
He paused and let Ritchie go.
Ritchie ca out of the Mage Tower feeling dazed.
He imdiately had a clerk co up to him to register.
“Using ntal deterrence magic to test each apprentice’s qualification is a bit crude…
”
Ilya said to Tacro: “We must develop more advanced thods in the future!”
A bitter smile appeared on Tacro’s face: “Indeed, but the first use was not bad.
At least, we have found young people with spiritual potential…
Ah, at this mont, I wonder how our teacher, found us back then?”
At that ti, Turing had just looked at him and bought him from the slave market.
And Ilya and Phil, after a glance, confird that they had the qualifications to be magicians.
Tacro now knew that they were not just qualified, but very outstanding.
“Teacher…
I wonder where he is now…”
Ilya also had a lost look in her eyes.
…
“Okay, now to announce the list: Alexander, Lindsay, Dami, Ted, Lusov…Ritchie…these seventeen can stay and beco a magic apprentice!”
In the square, Phil took the list from the clerk and announced loudly: “Those listed, if you want to beco our apprentice, co here tomorrow morning.
Don’t forget to bring your tuition…two hundred Empire gold coins a year!
Okay, you can all disperse now!”
Those who wanted to bribe or use connections, Phil didn’t even bother.
The requirents for a magician are just that strict.
Without a certain talent, it’s impossible to go far.
In fact, being able to gain this many apprentices this ti around was already surprising to him.
After all, this requires a talent even more stringent than a superstring warrior!
He closed the door, walked into the Mage Tower, and saw Ilya discussing with Tacro: “Okay…
next we need to prepare an introductory magic book…
I think teaching ditation from the beginning is enough.
When they have the basics, we can teach them runeology, Vormont Language, and magic tricks…”
Seeing them talking, Phil felt a bit jealous and took a step forward: “I suggest adding an assessnt or a trial before they beco an official first-level mage!
This is to expand the influence of our mages.”
“But…the Empire…” Tacro frowned: “I think we should take the opportunity to reach a reconciliation with the Empire, or at least a tacit understanding.
This will help promote the developnt of magic…”
“No…
I suggest we ally with the nobility and rebel against the Empire!”
Phil’s voice was as cold as tal: “Under the Mage Tower, we are extrely strong, perhaps able to kill the Legend…
even without the help of the Mage Tower, I am not afraid of the rcenary Emperor!”
“You guys…”
Ilya looked at the two opposing sides, showing a helpless expression.
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