Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 26 Five Years
In the training ground, a group of bruised and battered teenagers, each wearing leather armor and iron helmets and wielding unsharpened weapons, were sparring with each other.

Don't let their young age fool you; they are incredibly ruthless. Anyone who is not careful will be knocked to the ground immediately. Those who can get up will immediately get up and fight again. Those who cannot get up are all crooked and probably have broken bones!

Even though they were trembling with pain and sweating profusely, they all gritted their teeth and didn't utter a sound. Soon, fully armed knights would rush in and carry them out of the training ground.

In the training ground constructed of giant stones, the crisp sound of metal clashing rang out continuously. Sweat poured down like rain, and dust flew everywhere. Dozens of teenagers fought with the intensity of a battlefield, like a pack of fierce and brutal wolf cubs!
When they arrived at the center of the arena, only the last five boys remained. A blond boy then walked up from the platform.

This was a handsome young man with bright eyes and a slender figure. His blond hair was simply tied back, and the soft backlight made the contours of his face even more profound. He simply said in a soft voice, "Alright, everyone stop!"

Everyone in the audience lowered their heads obediently and bowed respectfully.

"Good day, young master Yaluo."

If the ones below are all ferocious and brutal wolf cubs, then Yaro is the unparalleled wolf king!

They had no choice but to comply.

For five whole years, and over a thousand encounters, it was always Yaro taking on their entire group single-handedly!
Whether unarmed or armed, no matter how many tactics they devised or what combined attack techniques they practiced, they were unstoppable.

Even later, their numbers continued to increase.

The last person standing on the training field must be Yaro!

But only Yaro himself knew how lucky he had been to win in the thousands of battles over the past five years!
If it weren't for their initial concerns about their status...

If I hadn't secretly figured out each of their methods, strengths, weaknesses, and abilities, and even despicably added new people to them, taking advantage of their numerical disadvantage, I would have been able to succeed.

If it weren't for the fact that my skills improved dramatically later on...

I'm not sure I can maintain a perfect winning position.

However, a victory is a victory!
Defeating these teenagers countless times not only ignited their fighting spirit but also deeply imprinted an image of invincibility in their hearts, bringing Yaro considerable rewards.

Personal Attributes:
Power: 4
Agility: 8
Nerve reflexes: 12
Stamina: 8
Physique: 6]

Personal martial arts skills:

Thrust: Advanced

Slash: Advanced

Upward flick: Advanced

Parry: Advanced

Cat-Shaped Fist - Tree Climbing: Advanced

Cat-Shaped Fist - Running: Master (Knowledge in the Details)

Knight's Breathing Technique: Advanced

[Remaining skill points: 15]

[Personal Level: LV16: 376/20000]

Sometimes, your opponent may know you better than you know yourself.

Yaro had fought the boys too many times. In order to win, each of them had considered every method and gathered every intelligence, except for using any other crooked means.

Because he understood, Yaro felt a pang of reluctance as he thought about leaving soon, even though he was already mature enough to understand.

It feels a bit like when you graduate in a past life and are about to say goodbye to your close friends.

Perhaps I should have brought some wine?

Thinking of his own age and that of the boy in the audience, Yaro couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

What am I thinking?

Wow!

"Young Master Yaro, bring the longsword over."

Kabir's voice interrupted Yaro's thoughts. He glanced at the increasingly composed Kabir and nodded slightly. "Let them come up."

While waiting, Yaro examined the five knightly longswords on the tray. These five knightly longswords had no fancy decorations, but experienced swordsmen could tell from the texture of the blades that they were all finely forged swords, barely worthy of being placed in the Ghana family's treasure room.

What is most precious is not the sword itself, but the meaning it carries.

Any boy who receives the longsword will be a prospective full knight. Once they enter the apprentice knight program, they will be immediately given a knight breakthrough potion.

As always, with each longsword he handed out, Yaro would offer a word of encouragement: "Keep it up!"

The kids, who would normally be overjoyed to receive a little red flower, were now very sullen, blankly accepting the longsword from Yaro's hands.

After the longswords were distributed, Yaro wanted to say something, but even with a thousand words in his heart, he could only utter one sentence in the end: "Take care, everyone!"

"Young Master Yaro...take care!"

The boys in the audience responded sporadically. Yaro waved his hand and turned to walk away.

As he reached the gate, a boy's voice suddenly rang out from the training ground.

"Young Master Yaro, can you please not leave! You're so young and already have such strength, why bother becoming a sneaky wizard? When you grow up, even millions of people might not be able to stop you. You'll definitely become an invincible general!"

Many teenagers immediately echoed this sentiment.

"Yes, Young Master Yaro, if you become the general, we will be your vanguard!"

"Young Master Yaluo, please don't leave!"

……

Yaro paused in his steps.

A sneaky wizard?
An invincible general?
Ignorance is bliss, you little frogs in a well. Yaro thought of the wish-granting fairy he met in his childhood, and his heart burned even hotter.

Being a general...is it more fun than being a wizard?
The wizarding academy's admissions advisors will be arriving soon, so I need to hurry back.

With that thought in mind, Yaro no longer hesitated, blocked out the sounds behind him, and strode forward.

……

Just as he returned to the castle, his grandfather, who looked even older, urged him hurriedly, "Yaro, you're back! Go wash up quickly! News has come from Rufis Town that the Wizard is on his way and will be here soon!"

"Why so fast? Weren't we supposed to gather tomorrow?"

Upon hearing this, Yaro immediately ran to the washroom.

"Who could guess what the wizard is thinking?" Grandfather smiled wryly, then turned to Ms. Fana and instructed, "Go and prepare new clothes quickly."

Yaro didn't dare to delay. Since he was in good physical condition, he quickly rinsed himself with cold water and put on the clothes that Ms. Fana had brought him. Then a group of maids came forward to put various small ornaments on Yaro and carefully styled his hair.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man and a saddle makes the horse; after a short while, a handsome and dashing young man, dressed in luxurious and dazzling clothes, appeared.

Ms. Fana whispered, "The wizard has arrived. Lord Pahez is with him in the living room. You should go there quickly."

Are you in such a hurry?

Yaro dared not delay and immediately headed towards the living room.

Before I even got close, I heard my grandfather's cheerful laughter.

Was he a friend of my grandfather?

With a slight sense of doubt, Yaro straightened his clothes, pushed open the door, and slowly walked in.

……

"Little Yaluo".

Yaro looked up, his eyes wide with disbelief, staring in astonishment at the familiar, graceful figure in the main seat.

"Mother?!"

Nicole was now dressed in a formal black witch's robe, her face radiating a different kind of beauty, completely unlike the decadent and listless image that Yaro remembered.

"How about it, handsome little Yaro? You seem quite surprised?"

Yaro, who had been on tenterhooks, immediately relaxed, shrugged, and looked helplessly at his mother, "How could I not be surprised by something like this?"

"Little Yaluo".

Yaro lowered his head and saw his mentor. He immediately performed an elegant apprentice wizard's greeting, "It's a pleasure to see you again, Teacher Gemma."

"Me too,"

The black cat yawned wearily, waved its paw, and said lazily, "Nicole and I haven't slept for two months in order to get to you before the others."

Yaro was slightly taken aback, then immediately thanked them: "Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Gemma and Mother. Thank you for your efforts."

“No need to thank me,” Nicole said gently as she picked up the black cat. “No matter what academy it is, when recruiting new students, they all need to conduct a death test. During the voyage of the ship, enough danger will be attracted, and the students will have to deal with it on their own.”

"This is the most dangerous time before stepping into the world of wizardry."

"Although we won't let all the students die, even the most lenient rule requires that at least 30% of the students die before we, as formal wizards, can take action."

"How could I possibly feel at ease about something like this?"

"Thirty percent death rate?" Yaro frowned. "Is this the rule under the most lenient circumstances?"

Nicole nodded and said, "Yes, the notification we received this time is that the mortality rate is 50%."

The black cat lazily opened its eyes. "You wizards are so awkward. You recruit students and then send them to their deaths. What a waste of time."

The grandfather spoke up: "That's because the main purpose of recruiting students for the wizarding academy is to scatter them to various places to collect or guard against all kinds of strange things. So the more wizarding apprentices there are, the better. But they must all have seen blood. The wizarding academy will not waste time on cowards."

“Don’t be afraid, timid Yarrow,” the black cat comforted. “We rushed here to pick you up to see how things go. If you pass, we’ll let you go to the wizarding academy. If you don’t pass, your mother will protect you.”

"Protect my safety? Can I learn witchcraft in return?"

"Impossible, Little Yarrow. We can't set up a magic rune array as comprehensive as the wizarding academy. Wizard apprentices are too likely to fall into danger when they meditate for the first time. We simply can't defend against it!"

Nicole's attitude was unusually firm. "Especially now, everyone is basically doing their first meditation at the wizarding academy. Doing it outside would be much more dangerous. I won't agree to you taking such a risk."

Yaro nodded calmly. "I understand."

After so much training, Yaro has gained enough confidence.

Even if all the trainees die, he will definitely be the last one to die, not to mention—at most, only half of them will die!
"Aren't you afraid?"

The black cat stood up and looked at Yaro in surprise, "Half of you will die, and you're not scared?"

“Teacher Gemma,”

Yaro gave a gentlemanly smile and said something that he had spent a considerable amount of time translating perfectly.

"Please remember this saying: 'A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days' absence!'"

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