Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 279 - 145: The Promotion Gift, The Inconsistent Kosti_2

Chapter 279: Chapter 145: The Promotion Gift, The Inconsistent Kosti_2

However, there is one good thing. Whenever establishing a Domain, the [Frozen Soil] Magic School of the [Ice Flame Iris] Lansite Family requires casting each spell that acts as an "Anchor Point" in turn. For Ronan, who has a character panel, this means that some low-level spells, which have been "phased out", don’t need deliberate practice. Their Proficiency levels naturally increase during combat.

Over time, these spells might quietly reach "Master Level" at some unexpected moment.

Of course, this is a relatively slow process, needing time to ferment.

Ronan informed Benny of the soon-to-be-opened Mirror Court using a Communication Stone, without returning to their "secret base." Instead, he arrived at a vast and more expansive Primitive Forest.

Here, amidst the mountain ridges, ancient trees that had seen countless years reached for the sky, their old canopies and vines intertwined densely. Occasionally, a gusty wind would blow, stirring up waves of dark foliage.

This place was very far from the Silver Magic Ring territory, with hardly any traces of human exploration.

The sounds of nature echoed between this rarely trodden heaven and earth. Ronan sometimes faintly sensed some ancient and powerful presences leaking out but dared not proceed further.

Ronan stood silently in mid-air, a breeze lifting the hem of his Magic Robe. Guided by a mark within his soul, Ronan sent a message.

Moments later, something seemed to be approaching quickly from the distant forest. The forest waves parted, and soon, an Ice Crystal Demon Snake several tens of meters long swam up to him.

Both man and snake, under the clear sky, silently gazed at each other.

Ever since Ronan last merged with the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake’s Bloodline, he found that the Ice Crystal Demon Snake’s attitude toward him became extremely complex.

On one hand, it had the obsession and ambition to surpass him and turn the tables to become the master; on the other hand, it had to submit to the dual constraints of the soul contract and Bloodline.

As a result, the Ice Crystal Demon Snake, standing in front of Ronan, conveyed a sense of frustration and conflict, which Ronan could clearly perceive.

"We each have our own battlefields..."

Ronan, from a higher vantage point, looked down at the Ice Crystal Demon Snake calmly, whose huge and blood-red eyes reflected his entire figure.

"When I return from the Mirror Court, I will give you the first opportunity to challenge me."

"Hiss—"

The Ice Crystal Demon Snake let out a soft hiss, flicked its tongue, then gave Ronan a deep look before turning around and slipping back into the forest without looking back.

For a Magic Beast, this was the perfect place to thrive.

Not only could it strengthen itself by preying on various other Magic Beasts, but it could also learn to control its Bloodline abilities through repeated battles.

Ronan watched the Ice Crystal Demon Snake leave, gently touching his left chest with his right hand, where a heart-piercing pain throbbed with each breath, the sensation deepening continuously.

If it weren’t for continuous Ascetic Body Refinement, considering pain as a constant companion, any wizard might have collapsed under the ceaseless agony.

"Why would I... lose to you..."

Ronan murmured softly, expressionless, and turned to leave.

...

The pale silver ring, engraved with a beautiful feather pattern, was slightly glowing, and a gentle light bathed the tall and slender young man.

Ronan walked into the tower, step by step up the stone stairs, the hem of his Magic Robe grazing the ground, dragging out layers of pale blue ripples.

He didn’t attract anyone’s attention.

Only the books fluttering around like birds welcomed him.

Nearly four months later, he returned to the Silver-white Tower of the Seventh Magic Rings, where nothing had changed; everything was as still and peaceful as before.

Reaching near the top of the tower, Ronan stopped, parted the heavy tome curtains, and gently landed at the door of his dwelling.

The brass door lock on the black wooden door, yawning at his sudden appearance, showed a face full of immense surprise. Before it could utter a word with its excited tone, Ronan pressed down on the door handle – the "mouth" of the brass door lock.

"Shut up."

Ronan spoke lightly, "During the time I was away, did anyone come looking for me?"

The brass door lock widened its eyes vigorously and nodded, whereupon Ronan released his hand, and the latter immediately "spat" out several snow-white envelopes from the door crack.

Ronan stood at the doorway, opening the envelopes one by one.

Those who would attempt to contact him through the method of slipping letters under the door were naturally people who could not be considered friends to him.

One was from a Level 3 Wizard who had previously exchanged resources for a strand of his hair, suggesting in the letter they carry out a second trade. This time, the wizard wanted not only Ronan’s hair but also his blood, nails, semen, and so forth, offering rather generous resources in exchange, listing them on several pages of the letter.

Ronan, of course, refused.

Not to mention that he was currently integrating the bloodline of an Ancient Frost Demon Snake, and the composition of his blood had long since changed. The request had indeed far exceeded his personal boundaries. Moreover, following Kosti’s reminder from before, he would no longer give away anything grown from his body to others. Now, even if Ronan accidentally dropped an eyelash, he would meticulously destroy it.

Among the other letters, there were invitations he did not recognize from Tower Wizards to participate in small wizard tea parties, academic seminars, and even a Female Wizard named Tatiana who proposed in her letter the hope of becoming high bedfellows available for mutual comfort. She had also attached an image of herself naked with spells... which left Ronan quite speechless.

With frost emanating from the tip of his fingers, Ronan casually turned all these letters into scattered ice particles, and then nonchalantly tossed a few Advanced Magic Stones to the brass door lock, completely blocking its fondness for wailing.

He wasn’t prepared to go inside but instead turned around to climb the stairs, ready to go see Kosti.

Ascending straight up to the top of the tower, Ronan unexpectedly did not encounter Kosti.

Instead, at the position where Kosti usually sat, a young man with bright hair and a strikingly large nose was leisurely sipping tea with his legs crossed.

"Hey, Damien, long time no see!"

Upon seeing Ronan ascending, the large-nosed young man expressed his joy and greeted him.

"Good afternoon, Borbi."

Ronan casually greeted Borbi, looking around and asking, "Where is the Ring Master?"

"She’s not here."

Borbi’s eyes shone brightly as he kept eyeing Ronan up and down, emitting a tsks sound from his mouth, "Congratulations, Damien, on your successful promotion to Level 2, a step closer to stepping out of the Mist and touching Dawn. I always knew you could do it..."

After a series of congratulations, Borbi continued to explain to Ronan, "The Mirror Court is about to open, and Kosti will probably be one of the leading Ring Masters this time. She’s busy, to be honest, I haven’t seen her for over a month. But she’s still concerned about you, look, this is the gift she especially prepared for your promotion to Level 2!"

Borbi said, taking out a small object from his chest and tossing it to Ronan.

Catching it with his hand, Ronan saw it was a delicate metal box.

Opening it, inside lay a pale aquamarine ring and a necklace with a central yellow gemstone.

Both the ring and the necklace were Second-tier Magic Tools, and both were for men.

Ronan blinked, picking up the two items and feeling them briefly.

Quickly, he solemnly thanked Borbi, "Please convey my gratitude to the Ring Master."

These two magic tools, the ring was what Ronan had been considering replacing his Flying Ring with.

However, unlike the usual Flying Rings, this ring was enchanted with a full five Second-tier Wind Element runes, nearly maximizing flight speed.

As for the necklace, it was enchanted with a Second-tier Earth Element Defense Magic.

For wizards of any school, of any level, defensive means are always something one cannot have too much of.

The two promotion gifts Kosti gave to Ronan were both very practical and quite essential.

He remembered Kosti said she wouldn’t give him too much external resource support, but from what he could see, she seemed to be constantly breaking her promise.