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"Great!"

Lynn was overjoyed. An increase in the number of simultaneous analyses meant his learning efficiency would multiply in the future!

Wizard knowledge was incredibly complex and difficult to understand. If he relied on himself to study and master it, who knew how much time and brainpower it would consume.

Although the speed of Analysis was not particularly fast either, compared to learning with his own brain, it was already lightning-fast.

And it was essentially "AFK" learning, with knowledge automatically entering his mind as time passed.

More importantly, the "Analysis" function allowed him to master knowledge without making mistakes, so he did not have to worry about misunderstanding anything.

This was crucial. Much of a Wizard's knowledge was extremely rigorous; one wrong character or a mistaken interpretation could have enormous consequences.

He immediately put the Analysis function under full load while also doing his utmost to comprehend and memorize the model structure of Weak Soul Shock, accelerating the analysis speed.

Several days later, with the combined efforts of the panel and himself, the analysis progress of Weak Soul Shock reached one hundred percent.

Lynn successfully constructed the Witchcraft Model for Weak Soul Shock within his Mental Core!

What delighted him most was that, under the combined benefits of his Superior Soul Talent, the Soul Whisper Meditation Method, and the panel's one-hundred-percent analysis, Weak Soul Shock could skip the incantation and hand gesture stages.

When an ordinary First-Class Apprentice cast a level-zero cantrip, they needed to murmur several brief syllables—the incantation.

At the same time, they had to point a finger or palm at the target—the hand gesture—and focus their mind to construct and activate the model.

This process could take one to two seconds.

Though Lynn could not yet achieve instant casting, he could cast silently and without movement, and his casting speed was extremely fast—compressed to 0.2 seconds.

With more practice, this time could be shortened further. At its limit, there would be little difference from instant casting.

That was the power of completing Analysis one hundred percent; it meant he had thoroughly mastered this Wizardry.

It greatly increased his combat strength and flexibility, allowing him to overwhelm opponents in battle.

Sure enough, choosing soul-type Wizardry had been the right decision!

With such a divine skill in hand, Lynn's hands itched with anticipation. He desperately wanted to test it out.

This was true Supernatural Power!

Lynn reined in the faint energy fluctuations leaking from his body. The moment he pushed open the door, he nearly collided with Carl, who came running toward him.

"Lynn, you finally came out! We... we got bullied by those bastards from Blackwater City!"

Lynn frowned slightly. Trouble had come knocking.

He had not wanted to involve himself in other people's troubles, even if they were companions from the same city.

To him, this childish jealousy, brawling, and fighting was meaningless.

But... he had just accepted nine Magic Stones from them as a "protection fee." If he refused them now, would that not be rather shameless?

At that moment, the others from Black Marsh City also gathered around.

Lillian and Eileen had red, swollen eyes and clear palm prints on their faces. Thomas and Benjamin were bruised and battered as well.

Mary trailed behind them, looking completely unharmed.

Carl's face was filled with fury.

"Lillian and the others were harassed by those bastards from 'Blackwater City' on the deck! We went to reason with them, but they beat us up instead! You have to stand up for us!"

Lillian also sobbed and pleaded, "Lynn, they... they said such awful things, and they even tried to touch us..."

A cold glint flashed through Lynn's eyes.

Perfect. He wanted to test the power of his Wizardry anyway, and these test subjects had delivered themselves right to his door.

Besides... Carl and the others had paid a full nine Magic Stones in "protection fees"! According to the Record in his "little notebook," those people from Blackwater City had only "donated" one Magic Stone in total.

The highest bidder got the prize. That was only natural!

Whether in terms of personal ties or the number of Magic Stones, everything pointed Lynn in the same direction.

Having made up his mind, Lynn said calmly to the anxious Carl:

"Lead the way."

On the deck, the Blackwater City bastards were gathered together, commenting on the other apprentices and occasionally bursting into laughter.

Their leader was a tall, burly apprentice, surrounded by five or six others, all wearing utterly unscrupulous expressions.

More than half a month had passed since they set sail. As many apprentices drifted across the sea, their moods gradually grew restless, and the caution they had shown upon first boarding had long been cast aside.

They needed something to entertain themselves and pass the tedious time.

During this period, it was not only Black Marsh City and Blackwater City that had clashed. Many bloody conflicts had erupted among the other apprentices as well.

The Wizards had not stopped the apprentices' conflicts. After all, the struggles at Withered Bone Spire Academy were far bloodier than this.

However, some people did not know their own strength. Losing an arm or a leg was one thing, but some had even caused apprentices to die.

That crossed a Wizard's taboo.

Escorting these apprentices safely to the Academy was the Wizard's task, and it was tied to his Contribution Points.

For every apprentice who died, some Contribution Points would be deducted.

If he did not intervene, his Contribution Points would only continue to dwindle.

He absolutely would not allow that to happen.

Thus, the first apprentice to cause a death was turned into a "weather vane" by the Wizard, left to sway in the wind atop the mast.

After that, the apprentices understood the rules and exercised restraint. No matter how fiercely they fought, they only inflicted superficial injuries.

The people from Blackwater City had correctly judged that the Wizard would not interfere, which was why they so brazenly harassed and provoked the other apprentices.

Their tall leader possessed a body-type talent. Among a group of half-grown children, he stood out like a crane among chickens.

Before anyone had mastered Wizardry, his bowl-sized fists gave him a tremendous advantage.

If he had entered a knight academy, he would likely have been a little prodigy blessed with natural strength.

But this time, he had picked the wrong person.

Lynn's arrival immediately drew everyone's attention.

Especially since everyone behind him was injured and glaring hatefully at the people from Blackwater City. It was obvious that he had come to stand up for them.

There was going to be a show!

The other apprentices quickly claimed favorable spots, preparing to enjoy the spectacle.

Many female apprentices who had been harassed by the people from Blackwater City were even more overjoyed.

When Blackwater City's leader saw Lynn walking straight toward him with several people in tow, his expression abruptly changed, and he immediately put away that disgusting look on his face.

"Good day, Lord Lynn. I'm Russell from Blackwater City. Five days ago, I lent you... no, no... I offered you one Magic Stone."

Lynn patiently waited for Russell to finish, then calmly spoke two words.

"Nine stones."

Russell froze slightly.

"What nine stones? I only gave one."

Lynn pointed at Carl and the others.

"They paid nine Magic Stones. If you can produce nine Magic Stones right now, I'll turn around and leave."

"Otherwise, all of you will be leaving something behind today."

Russell's expression changed drastically. Nine Magic Stones?

Even if they sold all of themselves, they could not scrape together that many!