"Wonderful!"
Lynn was overjoyed. An increase in the number of simultaneous scans meant his learning efficiency would multiply in the future!
Wizard knowledge was incredibly complex and difficult to understand. Relying on himself to learn and master it would likely consume an unknown amount of time and brainpower.
Although Analysis was not especially fast, it was still lightning-fast compared to learning with his own mind.
Moreover, it was like "AFK" learning—the knowledge automatically entered his mind as time passed.
More importantly, the Analysis function allowed him to master knowledge without errors, so he would not have to worry about misunderstandings.
This was extremely important. Much of a wizard's knowledge was highly rigorous; getting even one character wrong or misunderstanding its meaning could lead to disastrous 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.
Several days later, through 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 effects 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 gesture steps.
When an ordinary First-Class Apprentice cast a level-zero cantrip, he needed to softly chant several short syllables—the incantation.
At the same time, he had to point a finger or palm at the target—the gesture—and focus his mind to construct and activate the model.
This process could take one to two seconds.
Although Lynn could not yet achieve instant casting, he could cast silently and without movement, and his casting speed was exceptionally fast—down to 0.2 seconds.
With more practice, that time could be reduced further. At its limit, there would be little difference from instant casting.
This was the power of completing Analysis at 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.
As expected, choosing soul-type Wizardry had been the right decision!
With such a divine skill in hand, Lynn's fingers itched with anticipation. He urgently wanted to test it.
This was true Supernatural Power!
Lynn restrained 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 were bullied by those scum from Blackwater City!"
Lynn frowned slightly. Trouble had come knocking.
He had not wanted to involve himself in other people's problems, even if they were companions from the same city.
To him, this childish jealousy, bickering, 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 look rather ugly?
At that moment, the others from Black Marsh City gathered around as well.
Lillian and Eileen had red, swollen eyes, with clear palm prints still on their faces. Thomas and Benjamin were bruised and battered too.
Mary stood at the very back, looking completely unharmed.
Carl's face was full of fury.
"Lillian and the others were harassed by those scum from Blackwater City on the deck! We went to reason with them, but they beat us instead! You have to stand up for us!"
Lillian sobbed as she pleaded, "Lynn, they... they said such disgusting things, and they even got handsy..."
A cold glint flashed through Lynn's eyes.
Perfect. He wanted to test the power of his Wizardry anyway, and this group of test subjects had delivered themselves 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 from Blackwater City had only "sponsored" a single Magic Stone in total.
The highest bidder won. That was only natural!
Whether it was closeness of relationship or the number of Magic Stones, everything pointed Lynn in the same direction.
Having made up his mind, Lynn said coolly to the anxious Carl:
"Lead the way."
On the deck, the scum from Blackwater City had gathered together, commenting on the other apprentices and bursting into laughter from time to time.
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 at sea, their temperaments gradually grew restless, and the caution they had shown when first boarding had long been cast aside.
They needed some amusement to pass the tedious days.
During this time, it was not only Black Marsh City and Blackwater City that had clashed. Many other apprentices had also erupted into bloody conflicts.
The wizards did not stop the apprentices' disputes. After all, the struggles at Withered Bone Spire Academy were far bloodier than this.
However, some people had no sense of restraint. It was one thing to leave others missing arms or legs, but some had even caused apprentice deaths.
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.
Every apprentice who died reduced his Contribution Points somewhat.
If he did not intervene, his Contribution Points would only continue to dwindle.
He would never allow that to happen.
Thus, the first apprentice to cause a death was turned into a "wind vane" by the wizard, left swaying in the wind atop the mast.
That gave the apprentices a clear warning. They began to show restraint, and no matter how fiercely they fought, they only inflicted superficial injuries.
The people from Blackwater City had counted on the wizard not interfering, which was why they so brazenly harassed and provoked the other apprentices.
Their tall leader possessed a body-type talent. Among this group of half-grown children, he stood out like a crane among chickens.
Before anyone had mastered Wizardry, his fist the size of a bowl gave him an enormous advantage.
If he entered the Knight Academy, he would probably be a little prodigy blessed with extraordinary strength.
But this time, he had picked the wrong person.
Lynn's arrival immediately drew everyone's attention.
Especially since every person behind him was injured and glaring furiously at the Blackwater City group. It was obvious he had come to stand up for them.
This was going to be entertaining!
The other apprentices quickly claimed good viewing spots, ready to enjoy the spectacle.
Many female apprentices who had been harassed by the people from Blackwater City were even more delighted.
When Blackwater City's leader saw Lynn walking straight toward him with the others, his expression changed sharply, and he immediately put away that disgusting look.
"Good day, Lord Lynn. I am Russell of Blackwater City. Five days ago, I lent you... no, no... I offered you a Magic Stone."
Lynn patiently waited for Russell to finish, then calmly spoke two words.
"Nine Stones."
Russell froze slightly.
"What nine Stones? I only paid 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!
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