The Wizard Log of a Kobold
Chapter 661

Silence and tranquility

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A One-Ring Wizard.

A spell sequence?

A spell sequence was naturally powerful, composed of the spells fixed in a wizard's spell slots at each stage. This did confirm Ruger's initial assessment of that gentleman, but he had never imagined it would be a spell sequence. The very term was inherently at odds with a One-Ring Wizard, because only a series of spells combined to react with one another could be called a spell sequence.

And what did a One-Ring Wizard have? Even including the zero-ring spell slot from the apprentice stage, there were only two spell slots.

This completely defied everything commonly understood about spell sequences.

Yet those scenes kept replaying in his mind.

Burning Blood City flashed through Ruger's mind, along with a story Uncle Lunse, the old dog-headed man, had told him. Some powerful wizards would reach a stage where they began using only a single spell, and few ever saw them cast a second kind. Yet once that seemingly monotonous spell was broken down, it became intricate, nothing like the simple, solitary spell people imagined. Only after coming to the Endless Sea had he learned that spell sequences existed. That was what the story had described.

These were Sequence Wizards who pursued the utmost power. Being a Sequence Wizard was not a path, but a choice. Across many paths and fields, there were Sequence Wizards striving to construct spell sequences, as well as other wizards who scorned them.

Uncle Lunse's description was so very like everything before his eyes.

Those effortless, unhurried spell fluctuations, seemingly simple yet difficult to describe.

And there was that subtle sense of familiarity he had felt just now. He had tried to guess which spell it was. Now he understood why it had been so difficult to identify: this was a modified

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