Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 46 Metal Post
Yaro fiddled with a strange pendant, looking at the dark sphere quietly placed on the table, when a sentence suddenly flashed through his mind.

'I once spent an entire day in a state of extreme anger!'

Sigh!

Even though he knew this was a way for his mother and teacher, Gemma, to motivate him, Yaro was still completely taken in.

Looking at the small wooden ball, about the size of a fist, Yaro's thoughts became heavy.

Not only Isha, but looking at this dark sphere, Yaro suddenly thought of the poor boy who was beheaded at the very beginning.

If I hadn't let them snipe the pirates climbing the rope, with their courage, perhaps they could have survived?
But it's hard to say.

If they have courage, don't others have it too?

Didn't those teenagers on the front lines of the fight also suffer heavy casualties?

If they had succeeded back then, everyone could have stood on the gunwales and attacked from a high position, like defending a city, and the battle wouldn't have been so fierce.

A faint pain in his back brought Yaro back to his senses.

It's all over now.

The number of survivors is exactly thirty, which is just right on the edge of completing the assessment.

If these teenagers in front of us are lucky enough to survive this death test...

Because of Yaro's injury, Nicole may also have to take action, but in the future, another death test will have to be arranged.

If they were to undergo another death test, could these teenagers still survive?
Moreover, who knows how many more people will die?

perhaps--

Is this the best outcome?

Looking at the dark, round ball on the table, Yaro shook his head helplessly.

Unless they can find a way to properly settle these poor souls.

That's barely considered a relatively good result.

and so.

Six years.

Advanced Wizard Apprentice?

I don't know—how difficult it is.

Yaro sighed inwardly, casually put the pendant around his neck, and then found a piece of black cloth to carefully wrap the dark sphere.

……

After the deck was washed, the cargo ship continued its voyage.

The sun shone brightly and the sea was calm throughout the journey. The sailors on the ship sang loudly from time to time, and amidst the laughter, it seemed as if something had happened, yet nothing had happened at all.

The students' emotions underwent a huge change. Perhaps because they had witnessed the power that Nicole had displayed, they had even greater respect for Desi and Yaro. They even began to imitate Yaro's movements in their daily lives, awkwardly and comically performing the gestures of wizard apprentices.

Even though they were all trainees, they gradually developed into two classes.

This time, however, it's no longer a division between nobles and commoners, but rather between those who cower in fear in a corner and those who dare to resist during the death trial.

The most crucial reason for all of this lies in the metal plaques distributed by Desi.

This post features the emblem of the Jungle House, with thorns entwined around a few leaves. The number of leaves varies among different students, representing the academy level they can enter.

On the other hand, a few simple strokes depict two passionate warriors locked in a stalemate with longswords.

Above the longsword, in the empty space, are a string of names written in beautiful cursive script.

The card in Yaro's hand was naturally for 'Yaro Gana,' bearing two leaves, signifying his admission to the Second-Class Academy and his highest rank among all students. However, just like the little red flowers Yaro had previously given out, this card wasn't given to everyone; none of the students hiding in the corner received one!

This post alone might not be enough to divide all the students, but when combined with what Desi announced later, it will be sufficient.

All students who possess this post will be able to enroll in the Wizarding Academy for free, and will also be able to choose a meditation method for free!

What about students who didn't post anything?
The tuition for attending the Wizard Academy is ten magic stones per year, and the meditation method costs thirty magic stones. Not a single one less!
Of course, these students might not be able to come up with that many magic stones, so the "generous" Jungle House agreed that these students could owe them first and pay them back later.

It's worth noting that even Yaro only received three magic stones from his grandfather and sixteen from his mother, which gives you an idea of ​​the value of magic stones.

Why is it so expensive?
Of course, it's because knowledge is a priceless treasure!
It's clearly a matter of giving a slap followed by a sweet treat, but this approach is indeed very effective.

Those students who received the metal tokens would find time to contact Aurora, asking about the Wizard Academy directly or indirectly, each filled with wonderful hopes for the future.

Those students who didn't get the metal tokens could only hide in different corners, looking on with envy at those who did, their hearts probably filled with frustration.

At this moment, who among them still remembers the death test?

They might even be thinking about doing it again, and no one talks about their hatred for the Jungle House.

It must be said that Jungle House handles every little detail very well, which explains why its influence can spread across eighteen continents and countless islands.

In the days that followed, aside from exercising on the deck, Yaro spent the rest of his time chatting. After all, having more friends meant having more options, and no one knew what the future held.

Anyway, the death test is over, so there's no need to worry about talking to them today and then witnessing their gruesome deaths tomorrow.

With Yaro's intention to build rapport, he quickly became one of the students.

Even those students who didn't receive metal tokens were not treated coldly by Yaro.

Even small people have their roles; after all, a smile doesn't cost anything.

In this way of life, various islands gradually appeared around them. The boat would stop at some islands from time to time to rest for a while. Time slowly passed until more than half a month later, when they finally arrived at their destination.

"Finally home."

As a straight, blurry line appeared and the continent gradually drew closer, Desi stood at the bow of the ship, a joyful smile on his face.

That's our destination.

"That's Raphael City, where all the academies recruit students. After you disembark, you can take your invitations and ask which academy is willing to accept you. Once you've made your choice, they will make arrangements to take you to the academy."

Upon hearing Desi's words, the surrounding students immediately became excited.

Is a bright future about to begin?
Those students without metal plaques could only anxiously hide in the corner, not daring to make a sound, upon hearing Desi's words.

Noticing this, Yaro turned around and asked, "Brother Desi, what about the students who don't have a post?"

"No invitations?" Desi glanced back indifferently. "Don't worry, once they reach land, an academy will select them."

Pick one?

Is it simply a matter of not having a choice?

Seeing the students who breathed a sigh of relief, Yaro didn't bother with any more malicious speculation.

too tired.

After more than a month of sailing, constantly facing the endless, monotonous sea, my initial curiosity about the ocean had long been worn away by the repetitive and monotonous scenery.

At this moment, whether it was Desi, Yaro, or even the other trainees, they were all eager to get off the cargo ship and return to land as soon as possible.

Upon learning that they would soon arrive on land and even soon choose an academy, all the students hurriedly returned to their rooms, washed up, and packed their belongings.

Soon, the ship began to rock slightly, and Nicole's voice rang out from inside:

"Little wizards, welcome to the continent of Ans!"

(End of this chapter)