Seeing Her Again

Zhao Xu had not expected a Wizard to be hidden within this arena.

The male Wizard was not wrapped up tightly, revealing an East Asian face that looked to be under thirty.

Yet what caught Zhao Xu's attention was that the man seemed utterly astonished.

Zhao Xu had only just recovered from the sensation of having all his energy drained away.

He had not expected that he had cast two spells in a single round.

"Rayne, I haven't handed him over to you yet. What does this have to do with you?" Antinoa glared displeasedly at the young Wizard.

"Hey, hey, Midsummer will be handed over to me soon enough anyway. Why don't you explain this first?"

"Why could he cast Ray of Frost enhanced by Metamagic: Quicken Spell across levels?"

"Besides, Feats that can't be used in combination with a spell can't be learned, so by all rights, he shouldn't know Metamagic: Quicken Spell either, should he? And I calculated it—his Spell Slots should have been used up at the end."

Rayne was the impatient sort, firing off several questions in quick succession.

"What a country bumpkin." Antinoa sneered. "How could someone like you, a rookie who hasn't even reached legendary status, understand the uses of Potential Points?"

Rayne showed no embarrassment whatsoever at those words.

He turned to look back at Zhao Xu and continued, "If I'm going to be teaching him, I need to understand his situation, right? Your Potential Points can do more than just restore Spell Slots?"

"That is possible. But Rayne, what follows is top-secret information. If you leak it, bear the consequences yourself." Antinoa shot him an impatient look.

At that moment, Wizard Rayne became even more curious than Zhao Xu, like a beginner.

He hurriedly nodded. "I understand, I understand. Don't worry. Once I satisfy my curiosity, I'll erase the memory afterward."

After saying that, he quickly walked toward Antinoa until he was within three meters of her.

At the same time, he beckoned Zhao Xu over.

Zhao Xu walked over with a baffled expression. Just as he reached a distance of three meters from Rayne as well—

Rayne's expression changed, and he immediately began chanting a spell with grave solemnity.

The chant was extremely brief. As soon as he finished speaking, before Zhao Xu could even take a few more breaths—

A faintly glowing, opaque sphere appeared around the outer perimeter of where the three of them stood, centered on Rayne.

The sphere's surface shimmered with dazzling, glassy rainbow colors, like an enormously inflated bubble.

Suddenly, Zhao Xu drew in a deep breath as memories from his Previous Life surged forth.

He stared at Rayne in surprise and asked, "Prismatic Sphere?"

"Kid, don't try to run before you can walk. You're only first level, and you're already learning about ninth-level spells?"

Zhao Xu could only smile awkwardly.

Among ninth-level spells, the strongest defensive spell—Prismatic Sphere—was immensely famous among players.

Spells could not penetrate it, weapons could not break it. Once a Wizard put this up, it was more invincible than a turtle shell.

But what did they need something at this level for?

Rayne immediately understood that Zhao Xu did not know why he had cast the spell.

He smiled. "Sure enough, you only know half of it. Nothing within a Prismatic Sphere can be scryed, traced, or divined."

Zhao Xu raised his brows. So it was for secrecy, though the price was far too steep.

In his Previous Life, he had scarcely seen any high-level spells. Yet this time, just after the game began, they were appearing one after another.

When it came to the gap between magical wealth and poverty, the dry stayed parched while the flooded drowned.

Only after seeing Rayne finish the spell did Antinoa finally relent. "Potential Points can simulate Metamagic Feats."

"He used one Potential Point to restore a Spell Slot. He used another to simulate the Metamagic: Quicken Spell Feat, then used three Potential Points to lower the Spell Slot from fourth level to first level."

Rayne nearly widened his eyes when he heard that. "You Potential Point holders are way too overpowered, aren't you? Unlimited Spell Slots are one thing. You can even simulate Metamagic Feats without limit? So all the good things in the world go to you?"

"Not convinced?" Antinoa replied coldly.

By then, Zhao Xu had roughly realized that whether before the old Wizard named Mokar or this young Wizard named Rayne—

Antinoa's attitude was frigid beyond measure.

There was none of the warmth he could still feel when she was with him.

"I wouldn't dare. The president really ought to have explained the whole story when assigning me this task. Now I had to waste a ninth-level Spell Slot." Rayne grumbled noisily.

"So this kid is mine to teach now?"

The transparent barrier of the Prismatic Sphere surrounding them had already begun to dissolve.

"Yes. Midsummer, your initial Wizard training ends here. From now on, follow Rayne."

"He is our liaison with the temples. He'll take you to become a Cleric. And your Potential Points should be used up by now. It doesn't matter—there will be plenty more in the future."

Zhao Xu froze. Ignoring the Potential Points: 0/5 displayed on his Character Card, he hurriedly asked—

"Mentor, you're not going to teach me anymore?"

"Your mentor beat up a few old men from the neighboring temple, so they aren't on very good terms. That's why I'll take you to become a Cleric, then bring you back." Rayne interjected.

Antinoa did not explain further. After glaring at Rayne, she teleported away without another word.

Though Zhao Xu knew they would meet again in the future, he still felt the melancholy of parting in a world of wanderers.

Only after watching Antinoa vanish did Rayne turn around and look seriously at Zhao Xu. "Let's introduce ourselves first."

"My name is Rayne, a twentieth level Wizard. My first identity is liaison officer stationed at the Goddess of Magic's temple by the Arthur Mage Association headquarters. My second identity is a member of Final Scroll, also serving as a liaison officer."

Zhao Xu nodded as he listened to Rayne. Antinoa had handed him over to Rayne without saying anything.

In truth, there was only one unspoken implication: Rayne was trustworthy.

"Midsummer, First-level Mage, Dual Elite, Wizard affiliated with the Arthur Mage Association, member of Final Scroll."

"Mm, hello, Midsummer. First, let's clarify your current progress going forward." Rayne looked at Zhao Xu.

"Next, the organization will arrange for you to become a Cleric at the temple. Your Wizard training is really only missing weapon proficiency and skills. Since Cleric training also covers those, they'll be handled together there. Clerics especially learn more weapons and armor, while skills will be arranged for last."

"Do you have any questions about what comes next?"

Zhao Xu shook his head. "No."

"However, Mr. Rayne, I have a question."

"Go ahead."

"What was the reason for arranging that battle just now?" Zhao Xu asked.

Rayne raised his brows. A trace of seriousness appeared in his usually flippant expression.

"Wasn't it just to train you a little?"

"I don't think it was that simple." Zhao Xu insisted.

"Fine, but you have to keep this secret, kid." Rayne looked around at all sorts of probing angles.

He relied entirely on his naked eyes to check whether anyone was nearby, as if he had forgotten that he was a Wizard.

"This secret was something I only learned after becoming one of the organization's big shots—ah, forget it, no need to let you expose me. I was actually just middle management. All combat-oriented members of Final Scroll undergo this ritual."

"Mainly, it's to let you know that high-level Wizards have far more ways to toy with you to death. So when you encounter a high-level Wizard, stay as far away as possible, then go back and call someone stronger to beat the crap out of him."