The Necromancer in the Wizarding World

There was a huge uproar in the Eternal Night Cave—Master Pharmacist Fernando had actually accepted a formal disciple!

Although the identity of this new disciple remains a mystery, the news from the college's registration department is irrefutable. The matter has been confirmed and its authenticity is beyond doubt.

Master Fernando's influence was so great that any move he made could cause a sensation. At this moment, the entire academy was in an uproar, with young wizard apprentices eager for a future and senior wizards who had already achieved success all discussing this event.

However, at the center of this lively storm, the real protagonist Matthews is facing huge troubles.

Charles and his dear senior sister waited at the door of Matthews' residence early in the morning, trapping him at home. Matthews felt unprecedented helplessness, and he was even unwilling to step out of the door.

But today was the day he had agreed with mentor Somlia to answer his questions. If he broke the appointment, his mentor would probably be extremely disappointed and give up on him completely.

Matthews was full of contradictions. Although he had a great teacher like Fernando as a strong backing, he was unwilling to use the reputation of his mentor to put pressure on Somlia. For Matthews, this was about his principles and bottom line, and he would never compromise easily.

Matthews pushed open the door with a bitter look on his face. Charles immediately came forward impatiently and asked eagerly: "Matthews, tell me quickly, who is Master Fernando's official disciple?"

He didn't dare to think about his friend, because it was simply unbelievable. Matthews had only been Fernando's apprentice for six months and hadn't even mastered the basics. How could he be the master's official disciple?

Faced with Charles's questioning, Matthews was speechless and could only respond casually: "Charles, instead of focusing on these meaningless gossips, you might as well spend more time improving your own strength."

However, Charles knew Matthews' character very well, and today he was determined to get to the bottom of the matter.

He grabbed Matthews' arm tightly, refusing to let go, and begged, "Matthews, we have been good brothers for many years! You must help me this time! I boasted in front of my senior sister that I would definitely be able to find out the news. If I can't find out anything now, then won't I lose face?"

Matthews was speechless after hearing this: "Charles, you know I never care about these trivial matters. Besides, I have important things to do today. I have to go to mentor Somlia to learn knowledge about the death side. So, I can only leave first!"

After saying that, Matthews resolutely turned and left, leaving Charles standing there alone, helplessly watching his friend leave.

When Matthews stepped into Somlia's laboratory, he found that his mentor was still concentrating on the laboratory bench, as if time had stopped for him.

The wizard Somlia sensed Matthews' arrival, stopped his work, and said seriously: "It seems that you have not changed your mind, but I must remind you that the knowledge of the death side cannot be understood by just investing time. If you continue to insist blindly like this, it may only be a waste of effort in the end."

Matthews' eyes were firm and unwavering: "Teacher, I will not give up. This is not an impulse, but a decision I made after careful consideration. Please don't persuade me anymore."

The Somlia wizard was surprised by Matthews's firm attitude. He did not expect the apprentice to be so determined. Helplessly, he nodded to show his understanding.

Then, the Somlia wizard began to answer Matthews' various recent questions in a concise and clear manner.

In addition, Matthews unexpectedly chose to stay this time and watch the experiments being conducted by his mentor in person, which had never happened in the past few months.

Before this, Matthews was so busy with the heavy workload of pharmacy knowledge and complex witchcraft model research that he had almost no time to pay attention to Master Somlia's profound and difficult experimental process. To him, those high-level experiments seemed like an unattainable fantasy.

However, the situation has changed now. With the successful completion of the witchcraft model, Matthews began to re-plan his learning direction and focus. He realized that it was time to calm down and concentrate on observing and learning the death side experiment.

Matthews' eyes widened, and he thought to himself, "Could it be that... the mentor is not simply observing these corpses with his naked eyes?"

As time went by, he became more and more convinced of his guess - the skills used by his mentor were far from superficial.

He noticed an amazing detail: every time the mentor gently placed his hand on a certain part of the corpse, the corpse would show some special reactions. At the same time, the mentor's eyes became more and more profound. Obviously, the mentor was using some unique skills and powerful spiritual power to stimulate and perceive the subtle changes of the power of death.

Matthews tried to imitate his mentor's behavior with all his concentration, but due to his low level of mental strength, he gained nothing.

The wizard Somlia noticed Matthews's actions, shook his head slightly, and said earnestly: "Your understanding of the power of death is still very superficial, so you can't appreciate its beauty. If you really want to persist, you must start with the most basic experiments. You must know that every wizard tower is built on a solid foundation. We need to move forward step by step and steadily."

The mentor's words made Matthews feel ashamed. Until now, he still had not understood what the power of death was. Even the first witchcraft model he constructed did not involve the field of death. If the mentor knew this, he really didn't know what to do.

Matthews lowered his head and responded sincerely: "Yes, mentor, I am indeed too ambitious."

After saying this, he did not linger any longer and left the laboratory silently.