Warhammer Wizard

Through the portal, several students found themselves in a bright hall.

The diameter of the rotunda is nearly 30 meters, the ceiling is 10 meters high, and the four walls are made of transparent magic glass. The eyes can penetrate through it. The left side can look down on most of Wezeland, and the right side is the endless blue sky. Modu City has a panoramic view.

"We're on top of the wizard's tower!"

The students all came to their senses, and Wezeland just held a small-scale celebration last month to congratulate the teacher and Ms. Oxilia for entering their wizard tower.

They looked out the window and immediately found another wizard's tower within easy reach.

The two towers were almost side by side, less than 100 meters apart, like a pair of twin towers, and he was in the top room of one of the towers.

Most people rarely have the opportunity to enter the top of the tower. Generally speaking, this is the core hub that controls the entire tower, and only the owner of the tower can enter.

The students looked around curiously. The flat ground was spotless. Except for a sofa, table and chairs, there was no other decorative furniture. It looked empty.

This kind of simple to the extreme layout, I don't know if it is the teacher's personal style, or I haven't had time to repair it?

"All sit down."

Ren was sitting on the large sofa, leaning halfway against the back of the soft sofa, beckoning everyone to sit down, smiling, not showing the majesty of an ordinary teacher at all, looking very casual.

Several students had never seen such a teacher, so they could not help looking at each other.

In the wizarding inheritance of the empire, the relationship between teachers and students is sometimes more important than the relationship between father and son. Once they become teachers, they dare not easily disobey or betray them. Even if some teachers treat students very harshly, students can only obey.

They just bowed to Ren's door and couldn't let go at all.

Even though Ren is very easy-going, he is a teacher and can do this, but students can't be really frivolous and presumptuous. This is the minimum respect for a legendary wizard.

Only Raistlin sat down without hesitation.

Ren looked at a few young people and said with a smile: "We are all the same age, I'm only two or three years older than you, and Garou is a few years older than me. It's good to get along as friends. Need to be so serious, sit down, you should all learn from Raistlin."

As he said that, he cast an approving look at Raistlin, but Raistlin didn't respond, as if it were a matter of course.

"is teacher."

The students saluted and sat down one after another, and the anxiety in their hearts did not disappear unconsciously, and they felt a little joyful. The teacher was as easy-going as the rumors said.

After Dalamar saluted Ren earnestly, the last one to sit down was impeccable.

Ren was noncommittal.

His eyes swept across the five students, sat in a circle around the coffee table, flipped his hands and took out a pot of juice drinks and a few cups from the ring, ready to pour a glass for each of them himself.

"Teacher, please let me come."

Jenna, who came from a great nobleman, took the lead, took the silver pot, neatly placed the cup, and poured the juice gracefully.

Ren let her serve everyone, and said: "My original intention was not to accept students, after all, I am still young, but you are also aware of the current situation of Wezeland, and there is an urgent need to train backup wizards so that you can grow up, and the teacher is also Intentionally let me do more for Wezeland..."

When he said this, he suddenly ordered, "Jenna, pour that cup too."

There are seven cups on the table, but only six people are present, which makes everyone wonder who the last cup is for?

"Okay." Jenna did as she was told.

She had just filled the seventh cup when a portal opened beside her, and a figure familiar to the students emerged from it.

"Polaris!"

Except for Raistlin, everyone else was full of surprise. How did she get here?

Polaris's own face was also a bit dazed. She followed Ms. Oxilia back to the wizard's tower. Just after calling the teacher, Ms. Oxilia simply explained two words, and then opened the portal to let herself come over. Find Speaker Ren.

She saw everyone sitting in a circle on the sofa, and Ren in the middle, and she was surprised and happy.

"Lord Speaker, the teacher asked me to come over..." Polaris saluted respectfully.

"I see, you should sit down too." Ren waved his hand and explained to the others, "Ms. Oxilia is not good at teaching students, and she is currently in a period of rapid growth in strength, so she can't find time, so Entrust Polaris to me to teach you, don't treat her as an outsider."

The students were all stunned.

This situation is not uncommon in Wezeland. Some legendary wizards are busy researching magic, or focus on a time-consuming experiment, go out to explore for a long time, and cannot take care of their students, they will entrust their students to a certain price. Other legendary wizards.

However, like Ms. Oxilia, it is still a bit strange to throw the students to the teacher as soon as they accept them.

Ms. Oxilia must have paid a very high salary to get the teacher to agree!

This is a good thing for Polaris, but she has nothing to do with Ms. Oxilia after she has accomplished her studies in the future. The teacher-student relationship has nothing to do with it.

It seems that Lady Oxilia doesn't care about that either.

"Polaris, you thought you called me teacher too." Ren said with a smile.

"is teacher."

Paulares took a deep breath, and his choice at the apprenticeship ceremony was indeed right. Ms. Oxilia and Speaker Ren had a tacit understanding. If they refused to apprentice just now, they would have missed it.

She pressed down the excitement in her heart and sat down a little cautiously.

Ren smiled to himself.

This is what he and Oxilia had negotiated in advance. In the future, Polaris will be responsible for himself, but it is not free. All the resource costs that Polaris consumes here will be paid by Oxilia until Polaris is promoted to Legend.

Oxilia just needs to be a hands-off shopkeeper. Of course, she won't be able to instruct Polaris, a genius, in the future.

However, the two are soul mates, and there is not much difference in who is the teacher of Polaris.

"Since I have accepted you as students, I will definitely do my best to provide you with the best conditions." Ren took out the six prepared Weizeland badges and said, "I have given you permission, Tari. You can use all the facilities, including the tower meditation room, and there is no time limit, all costs are counted on my head."

The six students looked at the badge, their eyes were shining, and their breathing became a little heavier.

For wizards below legendary, the most attractive thing in a tower is definitely the meditation room!

The meditation room in the tower is equipped with a huge rune magic circle, which can assist in cultivation, greatly improve the efficiency of meditation, and speed up the recovery of soul power or mana. If you can use it for a long time, below the legendary level, the upgrade speed will be accelerated by at least half, the higher the talent, the faster the acceleration, and even more than doubled!

However, the consumption of the tower meditation room is too great.

The energy source of Wezeland's wizard tower is the "core of Eola", but it is not infinite, and it needs to invest countless magic materials every year to maintain the balance.

The energy consumption of each tower is calculated once a year.

The floating city only reimburses half of the cost, and the remaining half is handed in by the owners of the tower, that is, the legendary wizards.

Someone has calculated that if you use the tower meditation room every day to reach the upper limit of the meditation time, which is about 12 hours, you will need to pay about 80,000 gold shields for a whole year!

Usually, legendary wizards have to limit the time students can use the tower meditation room, or according to the quota, tilt the use of the meditation room to more optimistic or preferred students, a maximum of two or three hours a day, and a maximum of no more than six hours.

Otherwise, even legends can't afford the exorbitant fees.

Some stingy legends, or teachers who are not that wealthy, don't even allow the meditation room to be opened casually, and can only be used once every few days.

In contrast, Ren is too generous!

Unlimited Tower Meditation Room!

This is a treatment they dare not even dream of. Although they heard that Ren is very generous, they never thought that it would be so generous.

Even if it is impossible for everyone to soak in the meditation room all day, the cost of the six people together is about 500,000 gold shields a year.

The expressions of the six students were different.

Raistlin's indifference and calmness, as always, was probably due to the influence of the mysterious touch. He found that his personality was different from that of his main body.

A surprise flashed in the eyes of the high elf Dalama, and he quickly suppressed his emotions, not wanting to appear too happy and be seen through his mind;

Polaris clasped his hands tightly, but couldn't stop trembling slightly;

Jenna is the eldest lady of the aristocracy, the earl of the countess. Since she was a child, she has possessed resources and wealth that ordinary people can't reach in their entire lives, so she just feels happy. After all, there is no tower meditation room in the earl's house, and you can't enjoy it if you have money;

The half-orc Garu made no secret of his happiness and said gratefully, "Thank you, teacher!"

The youngest Spyrohawk was also very excited, but he was a little worried: "Teacher, with so many of us, will it consume too much?"

He regretted the words as soon as he said it, and noticed that others were casting reproachful glances at him.

The shy boy shrank his neck and bowed his head in embarrassment.

"Even if you use the meditation room, I can still afford it." Ren smiled indifferently, took the cup that Jenna handed over, took a sip of the juice, and took out ten more from the ring. A few pieces of magic equipment, and said: "Everyone choose one of them as a gift for you."

A pile of magic equipment appeared in front of him, robes, rings, wands, amulets... each of them was of great value, emitting a glimmer of enchantment, making people dazzled.

These are the trophies of Renn's many battles, and he hasn't had time to shoot.

For him, equipment worth two or three thousand gold shields is no longer attractive. It is better to give it to students to help them improve their strength or self-defense, and make the best use of everything.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Everyone has thoroughly seen Ren's wealth and generosity. This time, they did not refuse, and everyone chose a piece of magic equipment that they liked the most.

"I prepared a batch of potions and scrolls in the alchemy room. You can pick them up if you need them." Ren said, "If you run out of potions, or there are no resources in the alchemy room, tell me, I will Do your best to help you get ready."

A series of surprises made the students feel a little numb.

Next, Ren didn't talk about cultivation, but started chatting with everyone, asking about their life experience, and sometimes telling jokes.

Everyone is of the same age, and Ren has no pretense of being a teacher at all. Gradually, the students discovered that Ren was not much different from himself except for his identity and strength. Just like a friend from a stranger to a familiar one, he let go of his restraint.

Sparrow Hawk, a country boy from a remote island overseas, is sensitive and inferior, but he has regarded Ren as the person he trusts the most. Like Jenna, his eyes are full of admiration.

Dalama maintained his usual restraint and did not speak much.

Garou, the most outspoken, even dared to joke with Ren.

Ren didn't care at all either.

In a burst of laughter, I drank several pots of juice, and before I knew it, the whole afternoon passed. It was dark outside, and there were stars twinkling in the night sky.

"Okay, let's go here today."

Ren stood up, glanced at Dalama, who was already impatient to go to the meditation room, and said, "My teaching method may be a little different from others. I mainly focus on self-study. If you encounter problems that you don't understand, you can first Discuss with each other a few times, and then ask me for advice."

"If I'm not here, you can ask Raistlin for advice, and he'll be the master of the tower for me."

As he said that, a magical light flew from Ren's fingers and fell into Raistlin's Wezeland badge, increasing his authority to control the tower, second only to himself.

The expressions of the other students changed slightly. The teacher's words were undoubtedly indicating that Raistlin was the student he liked the most, and that he was above everyone else. The others should be led by Raistlin!

Polaris and the others couldn't help but look at Raistlin.

All afternoon, Raistlin was the most silent person. He only said a few words, his voice was low and hoarse, more mysterious than Darama from the elf country.

They all subconsciously ignored Raistlin's existence, but they didn't expect Raistlin to be most relied upon by the teacher.

"Yes, teacher." The students stood up and saluted.

Ren opened a portal and watched them leave, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the accommodation area on the middle floor of the tower, the students' rooms have been arranged. Six people are on the same floor. There are six doors around the wide hall in the middle, which can be opened with badges.

Raistlin was about to enter the room when he heard someone calling his name from behind, "Raislin."

He turned around and saw Dalamar approaching.

Although the high elf had a smile on his face, his eyes showed arrogance and suspicion, and said, "Teacher asked us to ask you for advice. I just have a question. I wonder if Raislin can help me?"

The other four students also stopped, they did not stop, and they all cast curious glances.

Apparently, Dalamar couldn't help but start to test.

Raistlin's expression was like an ancient well. Facing the provocation, there was no turbulence. He said indifferently, "What question do you want to ask?"

For some reason ~www.readwn.com~ Dalama looked at Raistlin's calm gaze, inexplicably fearful, and subconsciously avoided it within half a second of making eye contact.

"This wizard can't be provoked!"

Dalama was keenly aware of something, but it was already difficult to ride a tiger, so he saluted gracefully and said softly: "I have no ill intentions, I just want to exchange spellcasting skills with you..."

He was interrupted by Raistlin before he could finish his sentence, "You want to fight me?"

"Uh..." Dalama choked for a moment.

He had this idea just now, but now he has changed his mind. He turned his head and saw the expectant eyes of others. He thought that if he backed down this time, it would be difficult to overpower them and establish prestige, so he might as well give it a try.

Moreover, he was a third-level mage, while Raistlin was only a first-level wizard, so he had a good chance of winning.

Dalama's mind turned sharply, nodded and said, "Please enlighten me."