Goodbye My Love

Chapter 42: Farewell, My Love

Zhao Xu hadn't expected that there would be another Mage hidden within the arena.

The male Mage hadn't covered himself completely, revealing his appearance: an East Asian face, not yet thirty years old.

However, Zhao Xu's focus was on something else – the other party seemed… incredible?

Zhao Xu had only just recovered from that sensation of his entire energy being drained.

He hadn't expected to cast two spells in a row within a single round!

"Rayne, I haven't handed him over to you yet, what's it to you?" Antinoa asked the young Mage with displeasure.

"Hey, hey, Midsummer will be handed over to me to mentor soon anyway, can you explain this to me first?"

"Why could he cast 'Ray of Frost' enhanced by 'Spell Mastery' above his level?"

"And, since the Feat used alongside it can't be learned, he shouldn't be able to use 'Spell Mastery' either?" "Not to mention, I calculated that his Spell Slots should all be used up by the end."

Rayne, with a clear sense of impatience, fired off several questions.

"What a rare sight, you're making a fuss over nothing," Antinoa scoffed. "How could a rookie like you, who hasn't even reached legendary status, understand our application of Potential Points?"

Rayne showed no signs of embarrassment at her words.

He turned his head to glance back at Zhao Xu and continued, "As the student I'm mentoring, I need to know his situation, right? Your Potential Points can do more than just restore Spell Slots?"

"That's possible. However, Rayne, the information that follows is highly classified. If you leak it, you'll be responsible for the consequences." Antinoa glanced at him impatiently.

At this moment, Mage Rayne became even more curious than Zhao Xu, like a novice.

He quickly nodded, "I understand, I understand. Don't worry, once my curiosity is satisfied, I'll delete the memory."

After speaking, he hurried toward Antinoa, walking within three meters of her.

At the same time, he waved at Zhao Xu, signaling him to come over.

Zhao Xu walked over in a daze. Just as he reached within three meters of Rayne, Rayne's expression changed, and he immediately began chanting a spell with utmost seriousness.

The incantation was brief. As soon as he finished speaking, before Zhao Xu could even take a few more breaths, The outer ring where the three of them stood, centered on Rayne, instantly produced a faintly glowing, opaque sphere.

The sphere's surroundings shimmered with seven-colored, iridescent hues, like a greatly inflated bubble.

Suddenly, Zhao Xu took a deep breath, memories from his past life flooding back.

He looked at Rayne in amazement and asked, "Prismatic Sphere?"

"Kid, don't get ahead of yourself, starting to learn these level-nine spells when you're only level one?"

Zhao Xu could only offer an awkward smile.

The most powerful defense among level-nine spells – Prismatic Sphere – was incredibly famous among players.

Spells couldn't penetrate it, weapons couldn't break it. When a Mage donned this, they were more invincible than a turtle in its shell.

But why would they need to go to such lengths?

Rayne immediately understood that Zhao Xu didn't know why he was casting the spell.

He chuckled, "As expected, you only understand a little. Everything within the Prismatic Sphere is undetectable, untraceable, and unprophesiable."

Zhao Xu's eyebrows twitched. So it was for secrecy. But the price was too high.

In his past life, he hadn't even seen many high-level spells. In this life, right from the start of the game, they were appearing one after another.

The disparity in magical wealth was truly a case of the parched dying of thirst while the flooded drowned.

Seeing Rayne complete the spell, Antinoa finally relented, "Potential Points can simulate Metamagic Feats."

"He used one Potential Point to restore a Spell Slot. He used another to simulate the 'Spell Mastery' Feat, and then used three Potential Points to reduce the Spell Slot from level four to level one."

Rayne's eyes nearly widened when he heard this, "Your Potential Point holders are too overbearing! Infinite Spell Slots are one thing. You can also infinitely simulate Metamagic Feats? It's like all the benefits in the world go to you guys?"

"Not satisfied?" Antinoa responded coldly.

Zhao Xu, at this moment, had a general sense that whether it was in front of the old Mage Mokar or the young Mage Rayne, Antinoa's attitude was always ice-cold.

It was completely different from the warm attitude he could sense when they were together.

"I wouldn't dare. The Guild Leader really… when assigning tasks, they should at least explain the whole story to me clearly, making me expend a level-nine Spell Slot like this." Rayne grumbled.

"So, this kid is mine to mentor now?"

At this time, the transparent barrier of the Prismatic Sphere that had been set up around them began to fade and dissipate.

"Yes, Midsummer, your initial Mage courses are now concluded. You will follow Rayne from now on."

"He is our liaison with the Temple. He will take you to be ordained as a Priest. Also, your Potential Points should be depleted now; don't worry about these, you'll have plenty more."

Zhao Xu's body froze. Disregarding the data on his Character Card that read [Potential Points: 0/5], he quickly pressed for more information.

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

"Your mentor beat up some old guys at the temple next door, so they don't get along too well. That's why I'll take you to get ordained as a Priest and then come back," Rayne interjected.

Antinoa didn't offer further explanation. After glaring at Rayne, she teleported away.

Zhao Xu, knowing they would meet again, still felt a sense of parting like martial artists bidding farewell.

After watching Antinoa disappear, Rayne turned around and looked at Zhao Xu seriously, asking, "Let's start with introductions."

"My name is Rayne, a level 20 Mage. My first identity is the liaison officer from the Arthur Mage Association headquarters stationed at the Temple of the Goddess of Magic. My second identity is Final Scroll, also as a liaison officer."

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

In reality, there was only one unspoken implication: the other party could be trusted.

"Midsummer, level 1 Mage, Dual Elite, an affiliated Mage of the Arthur Mage Association, and a member of Final Scroll."

"Well, hello Midsummer. First, let's clarify your current progress," Rayne said, looking at Zhao Xu.

"Next, the organization has arranged for you to be ordained as a Priest at the temple. Your Mage studies are actually only missing weapon proficiency and skills. These will be combined with the training there since the Priest ordination also includes them, especially for mastering Priest weapons and armor, with skills scheduled for the end."

"Do you have any questions about your upcoming progress?"

Zhao Xu shook his head. "No."

"However, Mr. Rayne, I'd like to ask a question."

"Go ahead?"

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

Rayne raised an eyebrow, his usually frivolous expression revealing a hint of seriousness.

"It was just to give you some training."

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

"Alright, but you need to keep this a secret, kid." Rayne looked around, his eyes darting everywhere as if scanning the surroundings.

He was relying solely on his naked eyes to scout for anyone nearby, seemingly forgetting he was a Mage.

"This secret is something I only learned after becoming a big shot in the organization... ah, never mind, don't want you to expose me. Actually, it's something the middle management knows. We in Final Scroll have all our combat-oriented members undergo this ritual."

"The main purpose is to let you know that high-level Mages have many more ways to toy with you than you can imagine. So, when you encounter a high-level Mage, stay as far away as possible and go back to get someone more powerful than them to beat them up."