My inventory is full of monster materials.

After the ceremony.

Cecily and Mark have grown much closer without anyone noticing.

She led Mark outside, chattering away the whole way.

"Your mentor isn't here, and you're still young and don't understand many rules. From now on, you'll have to follow my instructions in everything..."

"..."

Mark obediently followed behind her, appearing meek and submissive on the surface, but secretly he was grumbling to himself.

So, the original intention of this master taking on a disciple was to want me as a person, but not to take responsibility, so he pushed me to his mentor, right?

As Mark was thinking this, he suddenly remembered the two girls beside his mentor; the green-haired one must be Cecily in her childhood, and the other was a silver-haired girl...

Mark quickened his pace to catch up with Cecily and asked.

"Senior sister, was that silver-haired little girl in the water shadows just now our mentor's daughter? She's so cute!"

Upon hearing this, Cecily stopped in her tracks and gave Mark a reproachful look.

"What nonsense are you talking about? That's our mentor's sister, Alavia. Our mentor is still unmarried, so don't make wild guesses."

"!"

Mark was stunned for a moment; this flattery had really backfired.

But then I thought, my mentor is handsome and unmarried...that's great!

Mark quickly composed himself and asked absentmindedly.

"Senior, where is our mentor now? I really, really want to see her in person."

Cecily looked pleased with Mark's thoughtfulness.

A faint green glow emanated from her fingertips, outlining a simple world map in the air, roughly in the shape of a circle.

Cecily then patiently explained.

"The continental structure of this world is roughly divided into the western ring continent, the eastern ring continent, and the abandoned continent in the center."

"The Kingdom of Augea, where we are now, is located here—in the northern part of the Western Continent."

"And your mentor is here, in Silvermoon City, the center of the Eastern Continent, separated by... well, don't even think about it, you won't see her anytime soon."

Mark looked at the vast distance between the two points on the map, which spanned almost half the world, and a wave of regret washed over him.

"All right."

However, this regret didn't last long before Mark was pulled back to reality by his current predicament.

"By the way, senior sister, what should I do with my 'Wisdom Emblem'?"

Cecily pondered for a moment, then walked to the counter, picked up a quill pen, dipped it in ink, wrote a letter herself, and handed it to Mark.

"Deliver this letter to the Mage's Guild in Sergei City."

Immediately afterwards, Cecily took out a small white silk pouch from inside her robe, gently tilted it into her palm, and a crystal the size of a fingernail, reddish in color, rolled out.

"Here, take this. It's enough to exchange for a holy emblem."

Mark took the red crystal, then glanced curiously at the brocade pouch in Cecily's hand, and tentatively asked.

"Senior sister, this pouch of yours... is it a dimensional bag?"

"Um."

Cecily held the brocade pouch in her hand and rubbed it with obvious affection.

"This one has a capacity of 100 cubic meters, and it took me a lot of effort to get it."

"Uh, is there any...?"

Before Mark could finish speaking, Cecily interrupted him.

"No!"

Cecily's tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation, which made Mark feel a little awkward. He could only scratch his head and change the subject.

"So, all I need to do is hand over this letter and the crystal to the association to get the Holy Emblem?"

"Yes, it's actually about buying holy symbols."

Cecily frowned and said with a sullen expression.

"I have already registered with the local magicians' association, and according to the association's regulations, I can directly purchase holy symbols with money."

"But I know without even thinking that those greedy guys will definitely take advantage of me being an 'outsider' to raise prices, which is why I've prepared enough funds for you."

Mark instantly understood, and felt a warmth in his heart—his senior sister may seem arrogant, but she is actually very thoughtful.

Then, Mark weighed the red crystal in his hand, feeling that its texture was somewhat similar to the magic crystal pendant around his neck, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"So, how much is this crystal actually worth?"

Cecily glanced at him and said in a sullen tone.

"A normal 'Wisdom Emblem' costs 150 gold coins, and the basic magic crystal I'm giving you is worth about 220 gold coins, which is enough to satisfy those bastards' appetites."

"Thank you, senior sister!"

Mark said solemnly, and he was truly moved.

This newly recognized senior sister really went to great lengths for his career advancement.

But when it came to changing jobs, Cecily suddenly remembered something and asked with a frown.

"By the way, have you gone to Diagon Street to have your potential assessed by a 'fortune teller'?"

"No."

Mark answered truthfully.

He has a system panel where his attributes are clearly displayed, so he doesn't need to do any divination or appraisal.

Unexpectedly, Cecily frowned, her tone becoming more reproachful.

"You'd better get it appraised. This is no small matter; it directly affects your class talent after you change jobs."

Mark was completely confused and quickly pressed for an answer.

"What's the relationship between these two things?"

Cecily put her hands on her hips, straightened her small frame, and began her first formal lecture as the senior sister.

"If it were someone else, it might not have much of an impact, but it's different for you."

"Your intelligence level is definitely not low; it's very likely that it's already close to its limit."

"If one can advance to the 'Mage' class with maximum intelligence, the resulting class talent will directly increase by 1-2 ranks."

"Maximize Intelligence! Increase rank by 1-2!"

Mark was surprised to learn there was such a trick to it, and then pressed for more details.

"Is it true that regardless of the specific value, as long as the limit is reached, this effect will occur?"

"Exactly."

Cecily then lowered her hands from her hips and gave a serious warning.

"This is a secret known only to high-level spellcasters. My mentor specifically told me about it back then. Now that I'm telling you, don't spread it around carelessly."

"clear!"

Mark stood firm and replied resolutely, "As a member of the sect, of course I must protect our sect's secrets."

At the same time, Mark glanced at the virtual panel out of the corner of his eye, his gaze settling on "Intelligence: 19/20".

His current base intelligence is 16 points, plus the "Intelligence +3" from the [Skull] slot in the equipment bar, he is still 1 point away from the maximum intelligence.

On the skill list, there is a skill called "Mage Armor" that is not at the maximum level.

In the next few days, with "Intelligence 19" and the remaining magic potions from the last mission, I should be able to max it out and squeeze out the key maximum Intelligence.

With his plans in mind, Mark was in a great mood and chatted with Cecily. Eventually, the conversation naturally turned to money.

Learning magic is too expensive, so Mark has to find a way to make money.

"Senior sister, do you know any good ways to make money? Could you introduce them to me?"

"Oh dear, senior sister doesn't have any left over either."

Cecily shrugged helplessly and counted on her fingers.

"I usually deal in monster materials or copy spell scrolls to sell for money, which is barely enough for my own use."

"Copying scrolls?!"

Mark's eyes lit up, and a peculiar idea popped into his mind—exporting to the domestic market!

Because of the equipment slots, Mark can master a spell or skill in its original form, but the drawback is also obvious: once the "equipment" is unloaded, all related knowledge will be completely lost.

If you master the skill of making the scrolls yourself, the situation will be completely different.

Mark can first "equip" monster materials, learn spell skills, then use the knowledge he has acquired to create scrolls, and finally even if he unequips the "materials", he can regain his spell skills through the scrolls.

The mere thought of a mage possessing endless spells is enough to send shivers down one's spine.

Mark suppressed his excitement and spoke seriously to Cecily.

"Senior sister, I want to learn how to make scrolls, can you teach me?"

Cecily waved her hand and patiently persuaded him.

"This matter is not as simple as you think. Copying scrolls not only requires mastering the corresponding expertise and spells, but it is also extremely time-consuming and energy-intensive."

"No, I want to learn! Senior sister, please teach me!"

Mark launched into his familiar, persistent pleading.

Cecily was immediately defeated.

"...All right."

Then, she took two thick blue books out of the bookshelf.

"Take these two books, 'Elementary Magic Item Crafting' and 'Mage's Scroll: Basics,' and study them carefully. If you don't understand anything, just ask me."

Mark took the two heavy books, feeling somewhat embarrassed as he realized he had been leeching off his senior sister. He took out his purse from his inner shirt, handed it over without counting the money.

"I just sold some ogre materials yesterday and made quite a bit of money. Here's about 60 gold coins. You can pay for it first."

"No need, you can have it."

"This won't do, please accept it."

...