From Wild Mage to Wizard King

The array that binds and stores thunder, the switch that controls input and output, the shell that is as cheap as possible to ensure stability and safety, and the design plan that is simple and easy to understand.

Roland mainly designed a not-so-advanced plan based on the extraordinary knowledge he obtained in the City of Origin, combined with the knowledge and experience of his previous life.

As the saying goes, one step ahead is a genius, and three steps ahead is a madman. Roland remembers his own personality and dares not come up with anything too advanced.

Moreover, it is difficult for the Massimo School to understand something too advanced, and they have to write out the theories they use themselves.

It is better to modify the existing theories and use them directly, which is simple and convenient, and it is also easy for the Massimo School to understand.

Although it sounds simple, Roland still has some difficulty in designing.

The design plan is not like answering the caster's questions on the forum. The answer only needs to give a solution, even if it is not explained clearly.

But the design plan must be explained clearly to the Massimo School.

Therefore, he has to carefully consider every step of the design, and also look through various books in the space bracelet to find theoretical support from them.

Looking at the design draft on the table and the pile of reference books on the side, Roland drank a sip of juice with a headache.

This feeling of dancing with shackles is not pleasant.

He rubbed his head, rested for a while, and then continued to immerse himself in the design plan.

This time, it lasted until the sound of the door opening woke up the focused Roland.

Roland raised his head and saw Hela walking into the room.

Looking at the clean and tidy Hela, Roland said casually.

"You're back? How do you feel?"

Hela nodded to Roland, and naturally walked to Roland and sat down.

She said hesitantly.

"The spellcasters I met so far feel a little weak."

Hearing Hela's answer, Roland smiled and asked.

"Tell me. How weak are they."

"Yeah."

Hela nodded, recalled and explained.

"The opponents I met all had relatively simple spells. They basically only knew lightning-elemental energy spells, which were easy to target."

"Moreover, they didn't have many combat skills. Many spellcasters could only stand and cast spells on each other, and at most they could only dodge attacks."

Hela recalled the opponent she had just approached and kicked away, and continued.

"They seemed to have never thought about what to do when they were approached. They had almost zero melee experience and no defense at all."

"Moreover, they were relatively fragile. They couldn't move after being kicked."

"Although they looked strong on the surface, their actual combat power was worrying. The few three-ring spellcasters I met didn't put any pressure on me even if they used up all their props."

Hela's tone was filled with a hint of subtle surprise.

She won all the games today with just ordinary dark element spells.

The undead in the space bracelet and the gray crow hiding on the side didn't have a chance to play.

Hela didn't even use a single necromancy spell.

After the battle in the duel arena, Hela's filter for the school was completely shattered.

At the same time, she finally understood why the spellcasters who came from wild mages said that the school mages who came from pure schools could not withstand the storm.

Finally, Hela concluded.

"A group of flowers that grew up in a greenhouse."

Roland continued to design the plan while casually saying.

"It's like this. After all, the Tower of Truth is too stable. With the pressure of the Truth Council, there is basically no private fighting."

"The only place where they can fight is the duel field. It's not surprising that it will become like this."

Hela poured herself a glass of juice and also refilled it for Roland.

"By the way, in this case, will you go tomorrow?"

Roland raised his head and asked after finishing the last part.

"Go."

Hela gave an affirmative answer and continued.

"Although they are not strong, there are not so many spellcasters outside for me to practice except here."

"Besides, the competition I participated in has not ended yet. Since I have participated, let's finish it first."

As Hela spoke, she glanced at the design draft on the table and did not ask more questions.

Roland put down his pen and said casually while tidying up the design draft.

"Well, be safe. If anything happens, remember to tell me immediately."

"I understand."

Hela nodded slightly.

Roland sorted out the design draft and quickly copied it with magic.

After putting the original manuscript into the space bracelet, Roland put the copy into a box and sealed it with magic. He waved his hand and injected a little magic power into the small magic circle carved on the wall not far away.

After the small magic circle received magic power and started to operate, the servant who received the news also rushed over quickly.

A first-ring spellcaster servant walked into the room and saluted Roland respectfully.

Roland also nodded slightly, handed her the box on the table and said.

"Send it for identification."

She took the box, nodded, turned and left the room.

The identification was very fast, and the result was delivered to Roland early the next morning.

Looking at the identification results delivered by the servant, Roland took a quick look.

The feedback from the Massimo School was more or less what he expected.

Roland did not hesitate, took out a piece of white paper, wrote down what he wanted to exchange, and directly asked the servant in front of him to run again.

Then, Roland put all these things behind him, and he was ready to go out after getting dressed.

He was now going to respond to those private invitations and visit a fourth-ring spellcaster.

He had a big project that he was in charge of and hoped that Roland could give him some advice.

Of course, Roland also knew that the other party was just asking Roland to take a look and give some different suggestions.

After all, the previous academic exchange was just to confirm that Roland had something.

Roland had not yet proved his ability in the big project, so it was impossible for him to interfere or even command them.

The decision was still made by the other party, so Roland knew very well what he should do now.

In addition to providing suggestions and references, Roland would not say anything more.

Behind Roland, Hela, who was also preparing to go out to the duel field, followed Roland out.

The two walked for a distance.

At a crossroads.

Roland looked at Hela and told her.

"Safety first, if you encounter a spellcaster you can't beat, just surrender directly, it's not shameful, there's no need to hold on."

"Well, I know."

Hela nodded obediently.

Although Roland kept reminding her that safety was the first priority, she didn't feel annoyed.

On the contrary, she was very happy about Roland's concern.

After giving her a few more caring instructions, Roland took the lead and walked in one direction.

And Hela watched Roland disappear from her sight, then slowly walked in the opposite direction of Roland.