Our Dharma Masters are like this.

Chapter 56 Obligations and Delegation
To better explain to Zellier, Manlin simply got up and opened the top drawer of the bookcase.

She rummaged through it for a while and took out a magic scroll tied with pale gold thread.

"Try it. This is a level two empowerment magic stabilization spell. It can temporarily soothe the target's pain. I personally inscribed it, so it's of very high quality."

Manlin handed the scroll to Zelier, "Let's see if you can learn it."

“Okay.” Zellier nodded and took the scroll.

After unfolding it, Zelier, just like when he learned the Pressure Technique before, slowly poured his mental energy into the scroll.

But just as Manlin said, the moment Zelier's mental energy touched the inside of the scroll, a sense of repulsion, originating from instinct, came from the depths of his brain.

It felt like forcing yourself to eat something disgusting; even if you managed to swallow it, you would immediately vomit it up.

No matter how hard Zell tried to concentrate, he couldn't see the spell structure inscribed inside the scroll.

After several attempts, Zellier finally gave up.

"How is it?" Manlin asked.

“No…” Zellier shook his head.

"It's normal that it doesn't work."

Manlin comforted her, "As I just said, most mages can't do that."

Although he failed to learn magic, Zellier was not too discouraged, because he had gained a deeper understanding of the magic system of this world.

Furthermore, if the conjecture is correct, then by using [Spell Evolution], one can ignore this limitation and complete the magic learning.

Imagine how terrifying a mage who is proficient in both elemental, arcane, and enchanting magic would be.

Before the battle even begins, you can apply a bunch of buffs to yourself and also help your teammates. Its functionality is simply amazing.

However, this conjecture still needs to be verified. We'll find out once the healing spell is fully analyzed and tested to see if it can be used.

With that in mind, Zelier glanced at the list below the Spell Evolution.

[Healing Spell, Analysis Progress - 1%]

Based on this analysis speed, I estimate that the Healing Spell is at least a level four spell, meaning you'd need to be a lower-level mage to use it.

We need to upgrade quickly.

Zellier returned the scroll to Manlin with both hands, saying, "Thank you for your instruction, Mentor Manlin."

"You're welcome."

Manlin smiled and put the scroll away. "Can you do me a favor now? Consider it your duty for this month."

Zellier straightened up and answered without hesitation.

“Teacher Manlin, please just ask, and I will definitely do it.”

Manlin's smile grew even sweeter.

She then took out a map from the drawer and handed it to Zellier, on which a location was marked with a cross in red ink.

"It's not difficult. Go and gather some herbs for me. It's a plant called Moonlight Grass. It emits a pale blue fluorescence in the dark. You can find it where I marked it."

As Manlin spoke, she began sketching on the paper, the pen tip rubbing against the paper, making a "rustling" sound.

She quickly drew a lifelike image of moonflower.

Then Manlin took out another sheet of paper and wrote two lines of text with a "swish swish swish".

“Take this letter to that old monk in the General Affairs Department, and he won’t assign you any other duties or responsibilities.”

"Okay, I'll bring it to you as soon as possible." Zellier put the items away, thanked Manlin again, and left the room.

Standing in the corridor, Zellier took a deep breath and then jumped up and down twice.

It feels so good to be healthy.

After leaving the small building, Zellier returned to the General Affairs Office.

The number of people queuing in the hall had decreased significantly, with only a few monks gathered together on one side, seemingly discussing something.

Zellier went to the counter and handed over the letter written by Manlin herself. The old mage, who was always dozing off, squinted at it for a while before muttering something.

"Why are you personally assigning tasks now... Fine, then your volunteer assignments for this month will be as written above."

Then he took out a gold coin and handed it to Zellier, saying, "This is your allowance."

"Thank you." Zellier accepted the gold coins.

Zellir's fortune has now reached twenty-one gold and twenty-four silver.

I have no worries about my personal life, but I still need to save more money.

Try to buy the wand and robe set as soon as possible, as they greatly enhance a mage's combat effectiveness.

"Zelil!"

A clear and melodious voice rang out, and Bev was walking briskly toward Zelil.

Upon seeing Zellier, her joy was undisguised. "You're here! I thought you'd forgotten about the voluntary commissions I reminded you to do."

“How could I forget? I’ve already received it.” Zellier waved the letter in his hand.

Bev's attire today is different from the previous two times. Before, Bev wore a light purple robe, but today she changed into pure white.

The fabric of the robe shimmered softly in the light, and a sky-blue sash was still tied around the waist, making the person appear light and graceful.

"Is her family so rich that they can even change their robes?" Zellier couldn't help but wonder.

"Let me see, let me see, what is it?"

Beverly leaned closer curiously and glanced at the letter.

"Finding herbs...? It was actually arranged by Instructor Manlin herself. How do you know her?"

"I injured my leg while doing a mission. It was Mentor Marvin who took me to Mentor Manlin to heal it. Then I took on a free quest."

"And what about yours?" Zellier said.

“Organize the library.” Bev pouted, her face full of reluctance.

"Is this alright?"

"What's good about it!"

Beverly's eyes widened, like a panting kitten.

"Organizing the library is incredibly tiring. You have no idea how annoying those thick, heavy ancient books are. You also have to climb up and down ladders. What if you fall and get hurt!"

"Seek healing from Mentor Manlin," Zelier bluntly suggested.

"No way."

Seeing Bev's sullen expression, Zellier chuckled.

"Then it's okay if we don't do it, right? You don't seem to need the extra gold coin as a subsidy."

"This is not okay."

Beverly shook her head.

"Although many mages are not short of money and don't care whether they receive subsidies or not, they must complete the voluntary commissions. If they are frequently absent, they may be warned or even removed from the guild."

"Is the punishment this severe?" Zellier asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, according to the guild, this is to enhance the cohesion between mages and the guild."

Beve explained, "It's good to have everyone come to the guild once a month to help out. They can make some friends and meet new people. Otherwise, if everyone stays at home, the guild will be useless."

As she spoke, Bev's eyes lit up, as if she had come up with a brilliant idea.

A sly smile curved her lips, and she deliberately drew out her words, making her voice soft and sweet.

“Zelier—”

(End of this chapter)