Chapter 125 - Inject

Chapter 125: Inject
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Wizard Morton saw that Abel’s constitution of 5.01. It was miles ahead of the constitution of normal intermediate knights. Normally people had the constitution of 1, and the target constitution of wizards was to maintain around the level of normal people. Abel’s constitution of 5.05 was outrageous, but when Wizard Morton compared it to Abel’s strength of 12.21 above, he understood. With a massive strength such as 12.21, you needed a good constitution to unleash such power and not get yourself hurt. When Abel was doing Wizard meditation in the future, this strong constitution could lower its impact on the body, which would be very beneficial for Abel to increase his abilities.
Wizard Morton reminded Abel, “Although your constitution is very strong due to your Knight’s training, I’m afraid you can not do any Knight’s training in the future anymore. The Wizard’s mana is very damaging to the body, so your constitution will slowly get lower in the future. But you have to make sure, never let your constitution drop below number 1. If not, your constitution might not be strong enough to sustain your mana to work properly.”
Of course, Abel will not let anyone know he had the golden combat qi in his body. He was not afraid of the damage mana could do to his body. He could perfectly do Knight’s and Wizard’s training simultaneously without a single problem. In fact, the damage mana caused to his body could quickly by repair by the golden combat qi, which made him even stronger.
With a spirit of 12.02, how was this boy still a rank 1 novice wizard? A student of wizardry with a spirit of 2 would be considered gifted. That was double the amount of the spirit possessed by normal people. When a student of wizardry accumulated enough power to become a rank 1 novice wizard, their will would be raised to 3.5. An official Wizard would often base their disciples on this standard. However, this standard was very hard to achieve, that’s why wizards would still often pick a disciple despite their will being a little lower than the standard.
Abel’s will had already reached 12.02. Wizard Morton was speechless towards Abel’s giftedness. The data made him felt like he was looking at the attribute of a head commander and official Wizard’s fusion.
Finally, when Wizard Morton saw the magic ability 10, he let out a huge laugh. Finally, a number that was normal to other novice wizards who had just started Wizard’s training.
Wizard Morton then proceeded to say “Abel, don’t do anything anytime soon. Dedicate all your time in meditation. Quickly elevate your magic ability to 120 points, you need to at least achieve a ratio of 1:10 between will and magic ability. You are currently like a giant dragon drinking from a teacup.”
Abel seemed to be very interested in treasure like this that could tell a person’s attribute. He then asked softly “Is this attribute sign very precious?”
“It’s not bad, but nothing too precious. Since you had just become my disciple, I must give you something for a welcome gift. Here, have this.” After Wizard Morton completes the sentence, he handed the attribute sign to Abel.
Abel carefully took the attribute sign with his hand, and take a look at it left and right. He then gave it a little rub with his sleeve before putting it in his pocket.
“Teacher, I have a young mount wolf at home, can I go home and stay with it tonight?” Asked Abel carefully. He wanted to go home to help Black Wind do the Mount Enhancement technique, and then go to Luka’s camp to go some training.
A creature such as a mount wolf had a large appetite and high sex drive, which is very unsuitable to be kept in a place such as a magic tower. On top of that, it was basically impossible to do training for it in a magic tower. A young mount wolf needed a lot of time with its owner to strengthen their relationship, so Abel’s request was very reasonable.
“You are still young, you must cherish your time. In regards to your request… I agree. But every month I will examine your training progress, if this had impacted your training, you need to stay in the magic tower every day for me.” Said Wizard Morton seriously.
“Thank you, teacher!” Said Abel as he bowed to Wizard Morton.
“You can go now, your room is in level 9 of the magic tower. Just remember, the most important thing for you is to increase your magical ability to an adequate ratio with your will until you can learn any new spells. Come find me when your magical ability had reached 120!” Wizard Morton waved goodbye to Abel, signaling he could leave.
Abel felt like he had fainted for a while when he reached the staircase of the 10th floor. When he had woken up again, he saw Camille looking at him with a smile with Carlos standing by her side.
“How did it go? Did the teacher accept you as a disciple? Camille opened her mouth and said. Carlos also looked at him with the same expression, waiting for his reply.
“Yes, thanks to you two for waiting for me. The teacher has accepted me as a disciple. From now on you are my 5th senior brother and 4th senior sister,” Abel replied with excitement, he had now become the disciple of the most powerful wizard in Duchy of Carmel. His dream had come true.
“It’s 4th senior brother and 5th senior sister,” as soon as Carlos said these words, he noticed the gaze of Camille. He stopped abruptly and did not speak again.
“Junior brother, which floor do you live?” Camille turned to Abel and asked, as though as she had seen a fun toy to play with.
“The teacher ordered me to live on the 9th floor,” Abel replied.
Immediately, admiration began to emerge from the gaze of Camille and Carlos. Camille said loudly, “You are so lucky. The teacher actually ordered you to live on the 9th floor!”
“Senior sister, is there a difference between the floors?” Asked Abel curiously.
Camille then explained, “Of course, the 11th floor is where the teacher lives. It is where most of the mana is concentrated. Therefore, the closer you get to the 11th floor the more mana you will have access to. The 10th floor above you was the floor of senior brother William, but when he comes back, he will need to build his own magic tower. The 9th floor is the best one out of all the empty floors.”
The 3 then walked down for a while “Ok we are on the 9th floor now.” Then Camille proceeded to say “You can start getting used to the environment. Your room has a 9th-floor access card, you can give it to your own wizard follower when you find one.”
Camille and Carlos did not want to disturb Abel anymore, they said goodbye and went downstairs.
Abel tapped his identity card on the front door of the 9th floor. The identity card flashed a white light and the door was opened. It was like his identity had unlocked the energy of this floor when he stepped into the door and entered the living room, the entire space began to light up.
Abel examined everything slowly. Every patch of the ceiling was installed with a gem glowing in white light. These gems were connected by a strange pattern that allowed the magic tower to unleash the energy within these gems and light them up.
These lights could all be controlled by the identity card on Abel’s waist. How convenient. Although this world did not have any technological advancements, it’s magical advancement was very well developed. These gems could go neck in neck with the light bulbs of his previous world. The lighting system in Yvelines magic tower was nothing compared to these gems in Morton magic tower. At least on the 2nd floor where Abel had lived still uses an oil lamp. This just shows how much more advanced Morton magic tower was.”
Abel exclaimed as he examined the room, living room, laboratory, magic testing room and the bathroom in the personal lounge. Everything was perfect.
There was a full set of crystal testing equipment in the laboratory. Of course, it was not as good as dark gold equipment such as the “Ankara golden bottle”–that was still the purest of the pure. From this, Abel could clearly see the wealthy and imposing manner of Wizard Morton. Morton magic tower had 11 floors, if every floor other than the 10th and 11th floor were equipped with one of these sets of crystal testing equipment, it didn’t seem like a small budget.
It’s a pity that the main mission Abel had currently was to increase his magical ability to 120. He could not learn how to make potions or runes, so this equipment would just keep sitting here for now.
The magic testing room was a room designed specifically for testing magic. It was a simple room, it was completely empty other than a black pattern surrounded target on the wall.
Abel shot out a “fireball” spell to the black target with his hand. A string of red glow was left behind in mid-air as the “fireball” shot out. When it made contact with the target, a sound appeared from the target.
“5 points fire damaged.”
That voice was neither male or female. It was very neutral but still scared Abel quite a bit hearing a voice came out of nowhere in a sealed-up room. He swore. Why wouldn’t Camille or Carlos warn me about this first?