Chapter 612: Dean of the second-level wizard Wardhouse

The process of blessing is very simple.
One sentence for each gift is over at once.
Because the five people present all know that this is just a show!
Rudolph, the deputy dean, will not say anything.
Will the other three monsters be happy that Will will be a first-level wizard?
If they could kill Will on the spot, they would be even happier.
Will forgive the monster?
Decided to let go of hatred?
No no no.
Will can't wait to punch a king-level monster.
Left hand leather whip, right hand candle, let Deputy Rudolph kneel on the ground to sing and conquer.
Everyone knows these.
But every surface is kind and gentle.
They all look like "The past is over, the past difficulties are all sharpening me, I want to thank you".
Ha ha.
Difficulties are sharpening?
Do you want to kill me instead I want to thank you?
Who believes who is a fool.
"Let's forge an alliance forever."
Five drops of blood float in the air and merge into one.
Afterwards, it turned into five rays of light and entered into the spiritual space of all people, blending with the spirit—the spiritual contract.
Will can perceive that the connection in this spiritual contract is not limited to them.
There are others.
Even a powerful guy far away in the western continent.
"It seems that this spiritual contract is universal. It is a constraint of the first-level wizard and the king-level monster since ancient times. It is a contract that most first-level wizards will sign.
It is not difficult to cancel.
The method of expulsion is also simple.
There will be no serious sequelae if violated.
But once violated, other beings will immediately perceive it.
Your choice will be immediately known to all those who have signed this contract.
In that way, it is equivalent to self-sufficiency in the wizarding world.
"May we be friendly."
"As a powerful magician" drug "master, I believe we will have many opportunities for cooperation."
"If you have any help, you can come to me at any time and the price is negotiable."
The three king-level monsters receded one by one.
Not long after, only two people, Will and Rudolph, were left in the room.
...
Will told Rudolf the dean: "I can be the mentor of the academy and serve as the advisor of the academy's magic" medicine "division. It is just as good as the previous Witley wizard.
"... you won't regret it."
Deputy Rudolph did not expect Will to be so decisive.
"But you also know that I am a duke and the husband of His Majesty the King is usually very busy and may not be able to stay in the academy or even teach apprentices."
"It's ok."
What is the role of the first-level wizard?
Especially is it a magic "drug" teacher?
Teaching apprentices?
Refining the secondary magic "drug"?
Wrongly wrong!
It is an official magic potion that helps to refine and is very effective for formal wizards.
It is the purple cloud "liquid" and the golden "medicine" agent that are related to the advanced wizard apprentice!
Everything else is floating clouds.
When I thought that the Wirtley wizard was in the academy, although it seemed to work a lot, it was very leisurely every day.
For those tasks assigned to her, it doesn't matter if they can complete the wizard Vertley.
As long as Will is willing to join the college.
Complete some particularly important magic "potions" refining on time-for formal wizards and those related to advanced magic "potions"
That's it.
and.
Will's choice is exactly what he meant.
Vice-President Rudolph did not want Will to stay in the college for a long time.
Why?
"You continue to stay, the college is yours, or mine?"
"This place will soon be your private place."
"Academy helps you develop talents?"
In the past, because Will was a third-class apprentice, he would not pay too much attention.
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After Will became a formal wizard, it was different.
Continue, the college will become Will's private property-now there is this trend.
Unless Will is willing to join the college completely.
The kind of giving up secular identity and status.
It is impossible to think about it for the time being.
In the future?
Anyway, it's still a long time, and we can't rule out the day when we are tired of playing the game of national development.
...
The matter of Will becoming an adviser to the college magic "pharmacy" division was soon finalized.
The contract was signed all at once-anyway, a contract with only three or two sentences and a high degree of freedom.
Next.
Will's double pupils looked brightly at Deputy Rudolph: "I don't know where Dean Wadhouse is now? Has he returned to the college?"
Dean Wardhouse has not returned to the college for hundreds of years.
Even for the 1100 celebrations of dozens of young colleges, they just sent a doppelganger to appear and dissipated after a few words.
"The dean is in the dean's office," said Deputy Rudolph.
"Really?"
The excited expression on Will's face flicked away.
The dean's room is a room that is closed all year round.
It looks quite small from the outside, but maybe ten squares inside.
As for the actual situation, it is not clear.
Under the leadership of Deputy Rudolph, Will came to the Dean's Office.
The two did not speak along the way.
Stand in front of the door.
The surroundings are so quiet.
There is no difference from the past.
The ashes on the door never fell.
"The dean is really inside?" Will was filled with doubts and confusion. "Did this door open? It looks exactly the same as when I was studying in the college."
Rudolph's deputy dean remarked, "Master Dean has been inside."
"what?"
Will frowned deeper.
What does Vice President Rudolph mean?
"You know when you go in." Deputy Rudolph did not explain.
"……Ok."
Twist the handle.
"Click."
The door opened at once.
Take a deep breath and suppress the roughness of your heart.
Enter the door.
The room was dark and there was no light source.
Even Will, who has the real eye, cannot see anything.
The door behind did not know when it closed.
"suddenly--"
The oil lamp on the wall suddenly turned on.
There are three oil lamps in total.
With the help of lights, Will was finally able to see the room.
This room is as small as it looks outside?
Only ten to twenty squares?
In addition to the three oil lamps on the wall, there is only a picture of the exterior of the college.
And in front of you, a simple long wooden table.
Opposite the wooden table, a black "color" robe was sitting, with shiny hair and a refined beard, looking like a successful man in his early thirties.
He felt no threat to his man.
The magic on the body is also very weak, which is comparable to the average first-class apprentice.
"Avatar?" Will frowned.
I thought I was able to meet the real dean once, but I didn't expect it to be just a doppelganger.
But even as a doppelganger, Will would not dare to neglect.
Will salutes: "Master Wardhouse, I am honored to see you."
"The same wizard, no need to be polite." Dean Wardhouse pointed to the chair. "Sit."
Will sat down on the wooden chair.
The old wooden chair immediately made a "crunchy" sound.
Either this room or Dean Wardhouse gave a weird feeling.
Is this really a college?
Is the opponent really a second-level wizard?
Will could not help raising doubts in his heart.