Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 54 - Recruitment
Chapter 54: Chapter 54 Recruitment
Chapter 54 -54 Recruitment
The light from the magic crystal chandelier gently filled the entire small compartment.
Ronan and everyone sat around a long table, decorated with candles and fresh flowers, and various beautiful and rich dishes.
Everyone enjoyed this rare delicious feast while listening to Wizard Barry, with a face glowing with excitement, speaking while holding up a glass of wine.
“…
He said, Shaun, if your wizard qualification could be half as outstanding as your talent in Magic Potion…
Oh no, even just a quarter!
You would be far more than just a small Level 2 Apprentice…”
“Exact words!
These are the words of that gentleman!
I heard every single word clearly!”
Barry quickly emptied the glass of wine he was holding, the pride and joy between his eyebrows almost seemed to overflow.
“Shaun, my dear son, I’m proud of you, I always said one day you would shine in Pharmacy studies…”
An obviously drunk Barry kissed Shaun’s forehead, and the latter, forcibly embraced, had a face full of embarrassment and shyness, struggling constantly.
Ronan sat diagonally opposite Barry, with Jacob on the left and Cheryl on the right.
He slowly placed a piece of roasted lamb chop into his mouth, feeling a surge of complicated emotions.
No wonder the worldly Barry is so happy, mainly because…
what happened to Shaun is indeed legendary enough.
The story roughly is, Barry, using his uncle’s connections, got Shaun an apprenticeship at a Magic Pharmacy in Dwarf Market.
Accidentally, the Chief Potion Master and an Official Wizard Level Expert, who saw the odd and peculiar potions like the “Sleeping Potion” Shaun made during his free time, was greatly intrigued.
After calling Shaun for a test, he appreciated Shaun’s displayed talent in Magic Potion to a great extent and immediately took him as his apprentice…
“In just less than half a year, I went from an absolute beginner in Rune Studies and self-taught to become a Rune Master proficient enough to inscribe Intermediate Zero Rank Rune and soon to learn the Advanced Zero Rank Rune entry-level…
Why hasn’t any Rune Master taken notice of me?”
As Ronan chewed the lamb, he felt a bit sour.
Not to mention the others present.
This dinner had completely changed its taste by now, everyone was awkwardly smiling, truly happy was only Barry.
Jolin, with only one arm, sat at the far end of the long table, constantly pouring wine into his mouth, Mrs.
Jolin tried to stop him, but he roughly pushed her away.
Everyone was silent, quietly eating what was on their plates, only Wizard Barry still chattered on endlessly.
“That gentleman said he would take my son and me away, away from this messy, terrible place…”
“This is truly the best news since winter, I’ve had enough of this dependent living, poor Shaun, the future genius Pharmacist, still has to suffer with me…”
Right as Barry kept ranting about how annoying his strange and rigid wizard uncle was, suddenly, a huge commotion came from outside the door, as if something suddenly exploded outside.
Everyone was surprised and looked towards the door, the always quick-witted Jacob quickly stood up and rushed out.
After a moment, Jacob returned, his face carrying an expression that couldn’t quite be distinguished as nervous or strange.
“Hoddam Wizard College just announced, starting today, they are formally recruiting all our Wandering Grey Robe Wizard community…”
Jacob paused then continued: “Issuing a call.”
…
Ronan stood at the entrance of the tavern he had just exited, watching Shaun with rosy cheeks nervously speaking to Vinicia nearby.
“Shaun likes Vinicia and wants to take her away…”
Old Wells walked up next to Ronan and softly said.
“Do you think Vinicia will go with him?”
Ronan asked.
Old Wells glanced at him, remaining silent.
At this time, the conversation between the two people in the distance had ended, and Shaun walked away with a look of disappointment on his face.
A drunken Barry slung his arm around Shaun’s shoulder, consoling him carelessly, “It’s no big deal, Shaun, women like her are a dime a dozen.
Moreover, she isn’t even pretty, definitely not worthy of you…
And I think, maybe by tomorrow morning, she’ll come back wagging her tail like a dog…”
“What did you say?”
Ronan stepped in front of Barry and his son, his face expressionless as he stared at Barry, “Say that again.”
“Lord…
Lord Ronan!”
Barry’s drunkenness disappeared in an instant, as if he only then remembered how Ronan had once led them out of the forest alive.
That indescribable twisting torrent, that Advanced Apprentice Black Robed Wizard crumbling to dust and perishing…
“I’m sorry!”
Barry bowed his head, quickly leaving with Shaun.
“He wasn’t always like this…”
Old Wells watched as Barry and his son walked away, his tone mixed as he spoke, “Of course, it’s also possible I never really knew him.”
Ronan shook his head, signaling to end the topic.
The heavily drunk Jolin crouched at the side of the street, vomiting like a madman, wildly flailing his one arm, yelling and screaming, as Mrs.
Jolin stood helplessly at the side.
It was finally with the help of Vinicia and Cheryl that they managed to barely get him on the road home.
Ronan and Old Wells walked slowly down another street.
At this time, night had deepened, yet the streets and alleys of the Wizard Land town were bustling with activity.
On the road, wizards carrying oil lamps and torches hurriedly passed by them.
Time seemed to suddenly revert back to the day when the Black Robes officially invaded.
“Can you feel it?”
After walking in silence for a while, Old Wells suddenly spoke up.
Ronan’s eyes flickered with the light of the distant torches, slightly nodding.
The Chief Potion Master of the Dwarf Market Magic Pharmacy was impatient to leave, and the Academy was at this moment summoning all Wandering Wizards…
All signs showed that the situation for the Hoddam Wizard College in the conflict with the Black Witch Force of the Silent Forest was not optimistic.
“It was the same back then…”
Old Wells sighed softly, saying, “What comes next is truly the time when people will die.”
“Leaving Hoddam now is the best choice…”
Ronan, lost in thought, muttered to himself, “Perhaps later you can try persuading Vinicia.”
That blockhead Shaun, clearly displaying a subservient attitude.
Even if Vinicia doesn’t like him, she could take the opportunity to leave with him first, and after leaving Hoddam, find a way to kick him to the curb…
Ronan suddenly felt a bit wicked, but after experiencing today’s dinner, he had mentally categorized Barry and his son as outsiders.
Why should one feel sympathy for outsiders?
Old Wells, however, didn’t pick up the thread of the conversation.
“There’s actually another way…”
Old Wells stopped walking, looked into Ronan’s eyes, took a deep breath, and said, “Ronan…
I beg for your help.”
