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Chapter 115 Two Ways

Ryan, who turned into "Peter Parker" again, came to this somewhat quaint and luxurious building again after half a month's absence.

Compared with the last time I came to the assessment, the Magician Association this time is much colder than before. After all, except for the magicians who serve the association, there is nothing to do, and generally few people come here.

"Squeak~" Ryan pushed open the door, the hall of the association was very empty, only a few boring ladies chatted behind the window.

Ryan who pushed open the door immediately attracted their attention.

"Mr. Peter?" A woman in a yellow floral dress behind the window exclaimed, "Where have you been recently? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Ryan's performance in the last junior magician assessment was very conspicuous, and he was accepted as a disciple by the great magician. Even though he only stayed in the association for less than two days, he left a deep impression on many people.

"Some private matters, go back and deal with them." Ryan smiled and asked: "Teacher, is he in the association?"

The most famous incident in the Silvermoon Mountains recently is not the Calamity Church. After all, except for the Aurora Church, most people don't care too much about it.

What they care more about is the crystals of elements that recently appeared in the Silver Moon Mountains, which are enough to affect their own strength and even the power structure.

And his teacher, His Excellency "Ron", the fourth-level great magician, is likely to go to the Silver Moon Mountains to find the elemental crystals. After all, this is a super secret treasure enough to advance to the fifth level.

If enough elemental crystals can be obtained, Holy Radiance may have an additional fifth-level archbishop, which will completely change the status of Layton Parish in Gwen.

Of course, if it was the Association of Magicians who obtained the Elemental Crystal, then they would probably have an extra fifth-level magister, but the structure of the Association of Magicians would be much looser, and the impact on the association would not be particularly great.

The brown-haired girl behind the window was taken aback, and said awkwardly: "Mr. Peter, we are not qualified to know the itinerary of a great magician, but I met Mr. Ron in the association this morning."

"Okay, I see." Ryan smiled, and after chatting with a few people for a while, he walked into the Magician's Association alone.

Watching Peter leave, several young girls behind the window started chatting.

"I don't know if Mr. Peter has a girlfriend. He is really very personable."

"Yes, yes, I also feel that Mr. Peter is a little different from other people. He has always looked at us very equally."

"Unlike some mage adults, the eyes seem to grow on the head."

"Shh, be careful what you say."

Entering the interior of the association, the weird town appeared in front of Ryan again. The entire Magicians Association was in the shape of a regular back shape, and the mage towers of the great magicians formed a circle to form the word "mouth" inside the back shape.

Every time he sees these chimney-shaped towers, he always feels that smoke is about to come out of them. This place is like a chemical factory. In fact, it is true. Many magicians also practice alchemy, basically There will be places like chemical laboratories in the upper mage tower, where explosions and smoke are not uncommon.

Passing through many low "chimneys", Ryan came to a dozen tall towers inside the association.

Each of these towers represents a great magician. Maybe there is a magister?Ryan wasn't sure, since the towers were nearly all the same size.

Coming to the familiar tower, Ryan stepped into the gate with some hesitation.

"Fortunately, I still have the right to come and go freely. It seems that my cheap teacher hasn't given up on me." Ryan breathed a sigh of relief.

Entering the tower, one can see a huge stone pillar leading directly to the top of the tower, and the narrow passages leading to the room protruding from the stone pillar towards the surroundings.

Ryan skillfully walked to the "elevator", planning to go to the top floor to see if the teacher was there.

Hell, I haven't even figured out how to explain it to the teacher. I left a note and left without saying goodbye for half a month. It's hard to believe that the teacher won't be angry. Ryan couldn't help complaining.

After entering the elevator, the situation was smoother than he thought. He still had access to all floors. It seemed that at least the teacher was not particularly angry.

Ryan didn't know much about the situation in other mage towers, but in his teacher's tower, the number of servants was indeed not too many, and it even seemed a little deserted.

The top floor is the exclusive floor of the teacher, and only the teacher and him have permission to come up.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Ryan saw the teacher leaning on the high chair in the study.

"Is the matter over?" Ron's voice was very calm, he just glanced at Ryan, and then returned his attention to the book in his hand.

Ryan was stunned for a moment. On the way here, he thought about many possible reactions from the teacher, but he never thought that the teacher would be so calm, as if he just went out to buy some food.

After a moment of hesitation, Ryan whispered: "It's over, teacher."

"Don't you need me to take action?"

"No, no need." Ryan shook his head: "It has been completely resolved, and there will be no more troubles like this."

Hearing this, Ron raised his head and looked at Ryan again, and said calmly: "I thought you would ask me for help, but I didn't expect you to solve it yourself."

Teacher, why do you think I went there?revenge?then what?
It seemed that the teacher had misunderstood him, but Ryan didn't mean to correct or explain, which was good enough to save him from thinking about reasons.

"Teacher, I don't know what arrangements you have for my follow-up magic learning?"

"Actually, I don't have any plans for you."

Under Ryan's astonished eyes, Ron continued: "With your talent, it's only a matter of time before you get promoted to a higher level. If I teach you personally, you will end up just another "Ice Whisperer", but your talent is obvious. It’s not just reflected in the ice element.”

"But."

Ron raised his hand to stop Ryan and said:
"I have only one request for you, to break through as an intermediate magician within three years at the latest. This is my minimum requirement."

"In three years, I will not make any arrangements for you, but all the resources and materials you need, this mage tower can meet your requirements."

"I will not formally guide you until you are promoted to the middle level."

"I see, teacher."

Although he doesn't quite understand what the purpose of this cheap teacher is, but now that the teacher has made a decision, Ryan can't say anything more.

The main body is now at the third level, and it is only a matter of thought that the mirror image wants to be promoted to the second level, but he obviously can't do it, that would be too shocking.

"The minimum time required by the teacher is three years, so I will break through in one and a half years. I can also take advantage of this time to get a good understanding of the magic of this world." Ryan thought to himself.

"I don't usually stay in the mage's tower these days. If you have any problems, you can ask Miller for help first." Ron put down the book in his hand and looked at Ryan.

Miller was the high-level magician who went to the examination room with Ron on the day of the examination, and was also a friend of Ron.

"Not in the mage's tower?" Ryan was taken aback, and hesitated: "Teacher, are you preparing to break through the magister?"

"You're pretty well informed." Ron glanced at Ryan with a half-smile, nodded and said, "I've been at the fourth level for a long time."

"Okay, let's do that for today."

"is teacher."

Two days later, the Holy Light Cathedral.

After waking up last time, after two days of rest, Ryan finally recovered.

Although the last time he woke up, his mental strength had only recovered a little, but after the sequelae of the overdraft were resolved, the rest recovered quickly.

In fact, Ryan had almost recovered yesterday, but he stayed in the ward for an extra day just to be on the safe side.

To this day, Miss Halle knocked on his door.

"Dong dong dong."

"Come in." Ryan yelled.

Upon hearing the response, Miss Halle unscrewed the doorknob and walked in.

Today, Miss Halle is wearing a light yellow light long dress with beautiful lace on the cuffs, neckline, chest, etc., which makes her face even more beautiful.

Entering the room, Miss Halle put the lunch in her hand on the table, crossed her hands in front of her lower abdomen, looked at Ryan and said quietly: "Mr. Ryan, are you recovering well?"

"Actually, I've almost recovered." Ryan smiled and sat up from the bed: "You have worked hard to take care of me these days, Miss Halle."

Although Ryan is also recovering these two days, he hasn't been sleeping all the time. Miss Halle will come to deliver meals to him every day.

"I heard from them that Mr. Lane made a great contribution this time." Harry shook his head and smiled, "Compared to Mr. Lane, what I have done is nothing."

After the two had a chat, Harley finally got into the subject.

"Mr. Ryan, Lord Chrisman asked me to tell you, go to the Tower of Radiance after you recover."

"Go to the Tower of Glory?" Ryan was taken aback, then nodded and said, "Okay, I see."

To be honest, he was a little curious about the purpose of His Excellency Chrisman calling him to go. The troubles of the Calamity Church should have been solved, and the inheritance has already been obtained. Is there anything else worthy of His Excellency Chrisman calling him to go there?

After Miss Halle left, Ryan did not go to the Tower of Glory immediately, but ate the lunch on the table first.

These are not ordinary meals, but some plants that contain magic power and steaks of precious monsters. They are special nutritious meals in the cafeteria, which are very good for the recovery of the body, which is one of the reasons why he can recover so quickly.

If he wanted to eat this meal normally, he would have to spend at least tens of pounds. It is a rare opportunity to go whoring for nothing, so he couldn't waste it no matter what.

After lunch, Ryan put on his seminarian robe and holy belt, and came to the Tower of Glory.

Now he is no longer the youthful self he was a few months ago. He came to the door of His Excellency Chrisman's usual room. Ryan was about to knock on the door, but the door slowly opened to both sides.

squeak~
The door opened, and Ryan saw at a glance that His Excellency Chrisman was sitting at the desk, looking at a book with a dark cover.

Seeing Ryan coming in, Chrisman put down his book, looked up with a smile and said, "You did well this time, kid."

"Do you now know what existence you are facing in the ruins?"

Of course Ryan knew that even if His Excellency Chrisman didn't say it at the time, the analysis had already dug out the other party's details, but in retrospect, it was indeed a bit thrilling.

If it weren't for the inscribed mirror image of His Excellency Chrisman on his body, this time the third team, including him, would have only one result-all members were wiped out.

"Isn't there a mirror image of you on him?" Ryan smiled sarcastically: "I have already seen that his identity is wrong. If it weren't for the pendant, I would have run away."

"Well! It seems that you are not too arrogant." Chrisman nodded with a smile: "If I read correctly, your sword of justice has broken through the third level, right?"

As expected of the archbishop, who is only one step away from the "angel on the ground", he can see that my sword of justice has changed through the traces left on the battlefield.

While secretly startled, Ryan nodded in response: "When I was fighting that black shadow, I felt that I had some understanding in my mind, and then when I used the Sword of Justice again, it changed a little bit."

Speaking of this, Ryan hesitated: "I feel like I can hold it and fight."

"Well, this has surpassed the level of most bishops. You must always remember and thank the gods for their care." Chrisman praised.

Not all bishops can call out the afterimage of that sword. The further you go, the more difficult it is to make progress. Just rubbing the sword of justice to the level before Ryan stopped most of the trial priests , and even some bishops with lower qualifications have difficulty doing so.

It is conceivable how incredible it is for Ryan to call out the afterimage.

The room became quiet again. Chrisman looked at Ryan and was stared at by the archbishop. Ryan felt that there seemed to be no secrets in the whole person, and that gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls.

Ryan still remembered that the dark priest had called His Excellency Chrisman "God's Descendant" before. This seemed to be the name of the priest's path, but he didn't know if it was really related to the gods.

When he was lost in thought, Chrisman broke the silence and smiled:

"Son, your current strength has reached its peak among the trial priests, there is no need to be a team member anymore."

Ryan froze for a moment and didn't speak.

"I'll give you two ways." Chrisman put down the book in his hand, stood up and walked towards Ryan.

"One, stay in the Tribunal, you can form your own fourth team, the team members are chosen by you; or, join the Tribunal of the Trial and become a senator of the Tribunal."

"Second, send to other churches to serve as the bishop of the church; or, you choose a region to build a church yourself, and all the resources and expenses required in the early stage will be fully borne by the church."

Ryan was taken aback.

"Choose carefully."

"These two choices are very important to you." Chrisman said solemnly; "Staying and dispatching are the two paths for people above the third level in the church. Once you choose, it will be difficult to change in the future, unless you Only those who break through the fifth level in the future will have the privilege."

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(End of this chapter)