After becoming a first-rank wizard apprentice, Charles wandered around the manor.
Before long, Wizard Loran's voice reached his ears.
"Become a first-rank wizard apprentice? Come down to the laboratory."
Hearing this, Charles hurriedly wiped the smile from his face and rushed straight to the underground laboratory.
During this time, Loran had basically never left the manor or the laboratory.
No wonder she was clearly so formidable in battle, yet still needed several first- and second-rank wizard apprentices as assistants.
Charles and the others handled all the work. In this manor, Loran did not need to concern herself with anything—she only had to assign tasks.
As soon as he entered the laboratory, he smelled blood.
Looking ahead, he saw an unnamed monster lying on a table.
Loran glanced up at him and gestured for him to come help.
After approaching, Charles examined the monster on the table.
It was a ferocious creature.
Its body was dark green, almost black.
Its head somewhat resembled a bat's, with long, slender ears. Its mouth had been forced open, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs.
Its incisors were especially large and looked extremely sharp.
Two black bony horns protruded from the back of its head, resembling antelope horns.
Its limbs were slender yet muscular. Its skin was dark green, like thick leather, and dark green scales grew in certain places.
Its claws were exceptionally sharp, and its feet were long and pointed.
Short bony spikes covered its back, while its tail was long and slightly curled, like a chameleon's tail.
At the moment, this monster was nothing but an unlucky wretch, bound to the operating table and completely unconscious.
Its chest cavity had been opened, yet its heart still beat faintly, pumping blood to every part of its body.
After arriving, Charles proactively picked up