Wizards: Starting with the Refined Meditation Technique Guide

Chapter 210 Mobile Destruction Disaster

Chapter 210 Mobile Destruction Disaster

Banville felt a lump in his throat, and a sense of unease swelled within him.

It's not hatred towards Leo.

Rather, it is a sense of helplessness in the face of one's circumstances.

In Banville's mind, a voice began to stir his emotions once again.

"You did nothing wrong."

The fault doesn't lie with you, it's with Leo, with Plessy, with these fickle wizards.

Kill them, kill them with your powerful magic.

Hatred flashed again in Banville's eyes.

Plessy's voice rang out just in time: "Banville."

These words jolted Banville back to his senses.

Banville opened his mouth, and suddenly tears welled up in his eyes.

Seeing this, Leo, who was also a victim in this incident, was moved by Banville's miserable state.

His apprehension towards formal wizards also grew a bit more.

Banville himself certainly bears some responsibility for Banville's current situation, but the majority of the blame lies with the spells cast by the formal wizards.

A mere casual spell has plunged a second-rate wizard apprentice into this predicament.

This method is far more insidious than simply killing someone.

After regaining his composure, Banville immediately asked, "Wizard Plessy, how long can your suppression of this spell last?"

Banville looked uneasy.

Upon hearing this, Plessy pondered for a moment and said, "It should last for three years. However, you must not get angry during this time. If you do, the spell will take advantage of your weakness."

"You need to remain calm, objective, and indifferent to the attitudes of those around you, without any significant emotional fluctuations, otherwise you will easily lose control... Although it is difficult, you must do it."

Plessy's words sent chills down the spines of all the wizarding apprentices present.

What Plessy is talking about is very difficult to do.

Even wizards are not machines; they also have emotions.

This emotion may not necessarily stem from their interpersonal relationships, but rather from their research.

The success, failure, smooth progress, and setbacks of a research project can all contribute to changes in their emotions.

If you become like Banville, unable to control your emotions.

Who would dare to conduct research with Banville?

This spell is a truly terrifying curse for a wizard.

Banville clearly sensed that his former friends were now looking at him with apprehension and wariness.

Banville is like a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment.

He possesses powerful combination spells.

This combination of spells poses a great threat to wizard apprentices.

Even a first-class wizard apprentice cannot be said to have escaped unscathed from Banville's combined spells.

Who would dare to associate with someone who wields weapons of war and is emotionally unstable?

What if one day you casually say a couple of things and accidentally upset him, and then you get attacked by his combined spells? Wouldn't that be the end of you?

There's a saying: "Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger."

However, Banville did not make it worthwhile for others to strengthen their communication with him.

With the loss of Brock, a formal wizard, as his backer, Banville's value has declined significantly in the eyes of many.

Given this, keeping a distance from Banville is undoubtedly the most appropriate choice in order to avoid risks.

Banville himself realized this, and he lowered his head with a mournful expression.

He never imagined that after being defeated by Leo, and after the deaths of Anna and the other three, as well as his father Brock, an even more tragic fate awaited him.

Banville asked, "Wizard Plessy, can the official wizards of the Tower of Dawn counter this spell?"

Upon hearing this, Plessy said, "If it's a formal wizard who has studied flesh and blood magic, then perhaps there's a solution."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Banville's eyes.

Although it's difficult to find a qualified wizard to help you, it's always good to have a way.

Plessy said, "Banville, until you find a solution, you should try to live alone as much as possible."

Otherwise, with your abilities, you're like a ticking time bomb; you might make a terrible mistake any day.

"...Thank you for your advice, Wizard Plessy."

Banville returned to his cabin with a sense of dejection.

Plessy said, "Alright, although there have been some unexpected events, the reason I've gathered everyone here is to announce the new recipient of the title of Genius Wizard."

Suddenly, a voice rang out: "Master Plessy, I wonder if the one who received the title of Genius Wizard this time is Wizard Leo himself, or his team?"

The one asking the question was Bruce, Leo's teammate this time.

His eyes were full of expectation.

Plessy didn't even glance at him, and said calmly, "Of course, it's only Leo himself. This time, if we consider it as a team, no one can get the title of genius wizard."

"The reason Leo was chosen as the winner of this grand gathering is because this operation needs such a person."

Bruce looked disappointed.

He had hoped he could benefit from Leo's influence.

Alice, who was standing next to Leo, was not disappointed. She said, "Congratulations, Wizard Leo."

Elise snorted twice and said, "Leo, I'm convinced that you're the only one who got the title of genius wizard this time. I've always believed you could do it. I said before, why go back? Why not just storm into the Twin Cities in one fell swoop?"

Alice was a little embarrassed. She reached out and gently nudged Iris's back with her elbow, saying, "Don't say anything more, I apologize, okay? When we get back to the Tower of Dawn, I'll treat you to a big meal. Consider it an excuse for letting you miss out on the reward of the Genius Wizard title."

One meal isn't enough.

"I'll feed you for a month, is that alright?"

"That's more like it."

During this ordeal, Elise and Alice developed a small friendship, and their relationship is quite good now.

As darkness fell, the massive ship returned to the Tower of Dawn.

When Leo landed on the ground, he felt as if he had been transported to another world.

Although he was only away for a few days this time, it felt like several years to Leo.

Leo returned to the Esmond meeting hut.

The lizardman servant at the door said, "Lord Leo, Lord Sally the Wizard requests that you come to her place tomorrow."

"OK."

The next day, after a good night's rest and regaining her energy, Leo Meimei went to her mentor's office.

Leo said, "Witch Sally, what brings you here?"

Sally sat at her desk, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

The gold-rimmed glasses flashed with fluctuations of spiritual energy, suggesting they were some kind of demonized item.

Sally said, "Leo, I came to you to ask about this grand gathering."