The Wizard World

The innkeeper was the red-haired man named Batall and the main function of this division was to send the new members to the proper departments.

There were more than ten people living in the inn at the moment, including Angele, and they were all sent to the division from other areas. The main hall of the inn was becoming busier and busier at present. Batall was a mysterious wizard in the eyes of the locals but he was nothing compared to the elites that were selected by the organization. He needed to make sure that everyone was happy with what they got.

Most of the elites here were rank 1 wizards but they were young. They were important new blood to the organization and they might be promoted as the core members in the future.

Angele watched Wendy explain the basics to two new members. Upon finishing her explanation, she left the hall.

The two black robes glanced around and sat down at an empty table.

Angele noticed that the two black robes were surrounded by a dangerous aura. Their mentality waves were strong but dense. He realized that the two had already reached the Crystal stage.

He saw many Gas and Liquid stage wizards in the hall, but it was the first time he saw Crystal stage wizards in the inn.

Angele did not want to make any enemies in the organization, so he decided to disguise his mentality well.

Crystal stage wizards like the two black robes most likely had wizard’s blood on their hands. Angele did not want to draw their attention.

He put the leather paper into the pouch, then he turned around and left the counter. A wizard behind him walked to the counter right away and started talking with the waiter.

Angele found an empty table and he began observing the new faces brought to the inn recently.

There were about eight people in the hall at the moment. They were either looking at the others or thinking about something with their eyes closed. Most of them were surrounded by a dangerous aura and some of them were chatting by utilizing energy particles.

Angele felt surprised upon observing the mentality waves those wizards were releasing.

Half of the wizards in the hall were masking their actual strength since their mentality waves were strange.

Angele quickly asked the chip to scan the area and start an analysis.

The result was as expected. Only one of them was releasing their real mentality wave.

After checking the report from Zero, only two wizards in the hall were below the Crystal stage while the rest of them had all reached the Crystal stage. Moreover, every single one of them was carrying multiple enchanted items.

Angele was certain that the level of their enchanted items was high.

He made a conjecture that some of them might even have magic devices.

It seemed like those elites were supported by strong organizations with a significant number of rare resources. Angele, however, was different as he collected most of his rare resources by relying on himself.

There were several other wizards checking the mentality level of the people in the hall just like Angele. He could see the lights flashing in their eyes.

Angele’s expression turned serious. Although he had the buff of the cursed scimitar, he doubted that he could kill a Crystal stage wizard easily. The enchanted items those wizards were carrying could change the outcome of the battles. A Liquid stage wizard’s mentality level was much lower than a Crystal stage wizard. In contrast, a Crystal stage wizard could learn level-2 spells.

At this moment, he had realized that he was one of the weakest wizards in the organization.

Angele calmed down after thinking for a while. He stood up and left the hall, heading to the location indicated on the leather paper.

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In the next several days.

Angele had finished two one-star missions easily. The consequences of the assassination were all taken care of by the organization.

It was like killing people legally. He had successfully increased his Mentality by 4 after extracting the life essences from the targets.

Without the buff from the scimitar, his mentality had already reached 57 points and it was getting closer to 71 points.

He had similarly noticed that he could usurp greater life essence from the wizards he killed than those of the magical beasts he hunted. Henn watched Angele’s mentality level increase every time after he finished off a target. She was curious, but she did not ask any question.

Angele was seeing new faces every day in the main hall of the Dream Inn and just like him, several other wizards were completing missions.

Time passed and finally, the core member from the headquarters arrived.

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"What’s going on? Green, how was your last mission?"

Inside the main hall, Angele was sipping black coffee from a cup. Opposite of him was a red-haired young man chatting with him.

The man was wearing a red leather chest armor with tight black leather pants. A silver sword was tied to his belt. He looked like a handsome nobleman.

"Pretty good. We’re in just a division, so the missions are on the easier side. We have finished most of the hard missions. The remaining ones are nothing," Angele responded in a calm tone. "Fono, how’s your progression?"

"I’m doing well, but the hard missions are just too difficult for us...Others can handle them easily." The young man named Fono smiled. He closed his mouth and started communicating through energy particles. "You see those two black robes sitting behind us? They have just killed a rank 2 wizard two days ago."

"What?!" Angele was so surprised that he almost dropped the cup. His eyes fell onto the two black robes on the other table.

"They were not even wounded. The target’s energy shield was destroyed before the target could realize. The rank 2 wizard died within seconds," Fono explained.

"That’s why they are called elites..." Angele, still calming down, reacted.

"I need to talk to them. We should make some friends here." There was a confident smile on Fono’s face. "I already know most of the people here, but I haven’t talked to those two ‘elites’ yet." He stood up and walked to the black robes’ table.

Angele was about to stop Fono but the young man had already started chatting with one of the black robes.

Angele had completed several missions with Fono. The main reason for that was because they were the two weakest wizards in the inn. Fono was a Liquid stage wizard who came from a remote area and he was nice and kind. He was proficient in collecting information from other new members and he enjoyed helping people. It was quite rare to find someone like him in the world of wizards.

Fono’s action drew the attention of the other people in the hall. They, too, were curious about how the two black robes managed to slay a rank 2 wizard so easily.

Their conversation ended within seconds. The two black robes lowered their hoods together, revealing their faces for the first time.

Their hair was dark red, and their faces were identical. The one on the left was male and the one on the right was female. It seemed that they were twins. Both were young, and both had pale elastic skin.

However, they looked furious.

*PA*

Suddenly, the girl slapped Fono right in his face.

Fono was shocked. He just stood there completely dumbfounded.

"How dare you! You bastard!" The girl with long red hair had long narrowed her eyes, her cold gaze falling onto Fono.

Fono looked confused.

"I don’t understand...Did I say anything offensive to you?" His mouth was bleeding.

Angele’s brows furrowed. He glanced around. The other wizards in the hall had all lowered their heads and the people whom Fono once helped slowly walked away.

He was thinking if he should help Fono. They had met each other just several days ago. Angele doubted his chances in a battle against two wizards that could kill a rank 2 wizard.

However, the twins were already glaring at Angele while he was thinking. They must have thought Angele was Fono’s friend.

‘Well, there goes my plan.’ Angele sighed and stood up.

"Masters, I don’t know how Fono offended you, but I’ll apologize to you for him," he spoke in a calm tone.

"Are you trying to help him?" The girl eyed Angele.

"Yeah, you don’t kill a man for no reason," Angele responded. Although he was not confident in fighting the two, he still possessed his illusion signet and he did not think the situation was that awful.

Fono was grateful for what Angele just said.

"Whatever, draw your weapon." The girl had a blank expression on her face. She raised her right hand and a red sword was conjured out of nowhere. The engravings on the blade looked like twisted runes and monsters. Angele noticed the strange black crystal strings in the center of the blade. He was not sure if it was just a decoration.

"What the hell...I don’t even understand why you’re so mad," Fono muttered.

"Come on, stop. Everyone, and you, wizard Ellen, lower your sword." A deep male voice echoed in the hall. A tall muscular man with a goatee stepped into the door. He was wearing a military suit, and there was a serious expression on his face. "Alright, since you’re all here, I’ll start explaining the place we’re heading to..."

Angele nodded slightly then he sat down.

The young man pulled the girl’s sleeves and asked her to sit down.

Fono rubbed his face and returned to Angele’s table.

"What the hell did you say to that girl? I can see the hatred in her eyes. She really wants to kill you." Angele communicated through energy particles.

Fono shook his head, he was still confused.

"Perhaps it’s a cultural difference...I only greeted her in the most respectful way I know. It’s the highest praise in my hometown..."

"Highest praise? Just tell me what you said." Angele’s brows furrowed.

"Well, I said ‘your boobs are beautiful’ then showed her my respect with this gesture." Fono gave Angele a thumbs-up as he replied.

"..." Angele was absolutely speechless. He really wanted to know where this guy came from.