"Buzz~"
As the primordial magic was released, a buzzing sound rang out, and a small golden orb emitting a faint golden glow appeared in Hopp's palm.
"This is... Druidcraft? How did you learn it?"
Generally speaking, even a proper Druid Apprentice would have a hard time sensing the unique natural primordial magic of Druids without two or three years of practice.
Yet Hopp had not only sensed it, but had even instinctively mastered one of its basic applications.
"So this is Druidcraft? Does that mean I have the talent to become a Druid?"
Carl's words made Hopp excited for a moment. The golden orb in her palm wobbled before transforming back into magic.
"Wait! If I remember correctly, Barbarians on the Giant Path can learn Druidcraft and the cleric spell Thaumaturgy at level three. It seems you mastered a little of this technique because of that."
Carl made a quick deduction as she desperately recalled the information she knew.
This conclusion caused the excitement on Hopp's face to visibly fade. However, Carl immediately continued:
"Still, using this as a stepping stone toward becoming a Druid isn't impossible. If you join the Moon Circle later, transform into an Owlbear, and then activate Rage... Tsk, tsk. I feel like you could kick down Brulon's city gate with one swipe."
Like Barbarians, Druids' subclasses had their own names. They were distinguished by "Circles." At present, the most common Circles were the Earth Circle and the Moon Circle.
The former could adapt to different environments and obtain corresponding Druid spells through a mysterious connection with the earth itself.
The latter excelled at transforming into all kinds of beasts. Saying they had mastered seventy-two transformations would not be an exaggeration.
"What kind of training do I need to multiclass into Druid?"
Throwing the thought that she might be a Druid genius out of her mind, Hopp looked at Carl, trying to gain some inspiration from her.
Although she had always yearned to live in Eldren, her understanding of Druids was limited to the abilities of a few Circles.
"Sorry, I don't know much either. Although my grandfather was a Druid of the Moon Circle, he never told me much about it. The only thing I know is that Druids usually have to choose the Circle they want to join when they officially take the class. Otherwise, they'll be stuck at level one forever."
These words nearly crushed Hopp's hopes of teaching herself to become a Druid. Her spirits visibly plummeted.
Seeing how disappointed Hopp was, Carl patted her companion's back and comforted her:
"Don't be so sad. You can practice Druidcraft for now. Getting used to spellcasting early might help you adapt to the Druid class faster later."
"No, you don't understand. It's different."
Clutching her chest, Hopp sighed.
"When I suddenly sensed natural magic earlier, I really thought I was some chosen one. Sigh~ But now that I think about it, it might have just been an effect of the Giant Path."
Giants and dragons were the earliest races to use primordial magic, and the Giant Path of Barbarians also gave its practitioners a stronger adaptability to primordial magic.
So, when you asked me so coyly just now, you were actually trying to show off in front of me?
The corner of Carl's mouth twitched twice. She felt that she understood Hopp a little better now.
"Actually... when I was young, I also thought I was someone chosen by fate. I devoted myself to becoming a genius wizard, but after taking the entrance exam for Arcanix, I came to my senses."
Putting on the air of someone speaking from experience, Carl continued.
As a transmigrator, Carl had once considered herself somewhat extraordinary.
She had once thought she would become the protagonist chosen by fate, cheat her way through life like cutting vegetables, and take all the beautiful girls as her wives.
But reality quickly brought her back to her senses.
Scoring barely 500 points on the college entrance exam in her previous life did not mean she could score over 700 if she got another chance.
Some things simply could not be caught up to through effort alone.
"Huh? You originally wanted to become a wizard?"
Hopp looked Carl up and down, finding it difficult to imagine what she would have looked like as a wizard.
"Wasn't I just struck down by reality? When I was choosing a major, I also wanted to grit my teeth and apply to become a wizard."
The wizard class was like the mathematics department at a university in her previous life.
Although ordinary people could also enter the mathematics department, the truth was that not everyone was suited for it.
Carl had spent a year becoming an Artificer, but in the wizard major, it was still common to see students stuck at the apprentice stage.
Wizards in the DND series did not care about talents such as innate aptitude or spiritual roots. The only factor preventing them from officially taking the class was Intelligence.
"So you're telling me not to lose heart? Even if I can't become a Druid, I still have other choices?"
Hopp stared fixedly at Carl, and her expression gradually softened.
"No, the requirements for Druids aren't that high. In fact, as long as you revere nature, you still have a high chance of taking the class. If I hadn't passed the entrance exam for Arcanix back then, I might have followed my grandfather and become a Druid."
After indulging in a little humblebragging, Carl immediately continued:
"I'm telling you all this because I want you to adjust your mindset. Your state of mind is important too. Two of my classmates from the same year couldn't officially become wizards because of this very problem, although even if they had taken the class, it would have been difficult for them to go far on that path."
When Carl had first enrolled, she had met two classmates she got along well with. Their test scores were about the same as Carl's, and they also enjoyed spending time together.
The three of them had similar Intelligence attributes, but the other two had chosen to become wizards.
Before Carl was captured by the Mind Flayer, the two of them were still trying to reach level one as wizards.
However, with Intelligence attributes of around twelve, level four was probably their limit.
After all, they did not have a Mind Flayer Tadpole to provide a physical cheat, directly granting them a two-point Intelligence increase through a psionic feat.
Looking at Carl's serious expression, Hopp nodded in understanding.
"Don't worry. Ever since the day I tried and failed to sell myself into slavery, my mindset hasn't been so childish anymore. All right, hurry up and replicate the Alchemy Jug. We're almost out of water at home."
Seeing that Hopp truly did not seem affected, Carl nodded.
Closing her eyes, she brought her hands together in front of her chest and tried to replicate the Alchemy Jug.
Blue magic flickered between her palms for a moment before dissipating.
Opening her eyes again, Carl looked at Hopp, who was watching her expectantly, and said in a hoarse voice, "My spiritual energy is completely depleted. We'll have to wait until tomorrow to Replicate Magic Item."
For a moment, silence fell over the room.
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