Chapter 109: Pool of Stars
But after a long time, Dorian shook his head. "Forget it. This isn’t a big deal."
"Let’s talk about something else."
Xander frowned.
Dorian’s expression was a little weird.
His little brother would rarely hide something from him.
Still, his look... Why was his face flushed? That guy was only 9 years old—what happened in the end?
He was actually unable to guess his own younger brother’s thoughts?
Xander was a bit depressed. When he killed his girlfriend before, Dorian didn’t say much. But hesitating like that and stopping himself from saying something—this behavior was too suspicious!
But since he didn’t want to talk, Xander wouldn’t question it. He would at best pay more attention in the following days.
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"In that case, we should first make a plan," Xander said in a heavy voice.
"Were the rules of the Battle of the Holy Grail released?" He asked.
Dorian nodded and handed a scroll to Xander.
The contestants were limited to two persons—the Wizard as the leader, and the follower. The follower’s level cannot surpass the Wizard’s level by more than 2 levels.
Xander was currently level 7, meeting the requirements.
The other two opponents would both most likely also have a level 7 follower.
As for the place, as usual it was inside the incomplete plane of the Legend Wizard Leymann , Thunder Tower’s Master, at a snow mountain that stayed the same all year.
This time, it would be a lot more dangerous than the previous qualifying round. Because not only would there be stronger enemies in the snow mountain, there were also many more other dangers.
The rest were carefully written rules.
Xander attentively read it once, to completely understand the nature of the competition.
It was similar to the Battle of the Holy Grail in the game. But there were countless instances in the game, allowing many players to participate. But there was only one chance in the current world, so he had to carefully seize it. He must get that Magic Holy Grail.
The snow mountain terrain was really not beneficial to Xander. They had to use strategy.
Xander thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "How many spells can you handle now?"
Other Wizards would hesitate for a long time when facing this question.
But Dorian didn’t hesitate to let Xander know his own strength.
It was clear that he trusted his older brother a lot.
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Dorian’s Magic Point value (MP) was 150. That was enough to exchange for about eight to ten 0-circle spells, and four to six 1st-circle spells each day.
This kind of ability was a lot better than regular level 5 Wizards. Moreover, he had also learned [Quick Casting] , [Mobile Casting] , [Lucky Proc] , and other powerful class specialties.
This kid was really talented in the Wizardry field. If the Arcane Reservoir wasn’t about to collapse, he might even be able to become a Legend.
Unfortunately...
After Dorian finished explaining, Xander sank into contemplation.
The reason why the Wizards were this era’s rulers was because of the existence of the Arcane Reservoir.
The way the Arcane Reservoir worked was like this:
Wizards would meditate and their consciousness would connect with the Arcane Reservoir. Most people would end up being unable to connect to the Arcane Reservoir at birth, so they couldn’t become a Wizard.
And those able to become Wizards could refine their own spirit power through meditation, thus further connecting them to the Arcane Reservoir.
To get a simpler image, becoming a Wizard was like setting up two channels between themselves and the Arcane Reservoir.
The Arcane Reservoir was like a pond, the magic power inside like water.
Using the first channel, Wizards would draw the pond water to their body; this was the meditation part.
After this step, the Wizard’s body would have magic power. But Magic Power (MP) alone wasn’t enough. You needed to exchange spells.
That’s right—exchange.
Wizards had to decide every day which spells they would use the next day and then redeem them. It had to be done before the start of the next day.
The exchanging channel was the 2nd channel. Perhaps using channels to describe it isn’t very suitable, but it’s something similar.
The way to exchange was to use MP to receive the spell that could be used tomorrow. It was based on the Wizard’s level as well as how much power the Arcane Reservoir gave you.
These spells would appear in the depths of your mind, and then you could use them when you wished to.
For example, a level 5 Wizard could use 20 MP to exchange for one 1st-circle spell, but he could also use these 20 MP to exchange for three 0-circle spells. This depended on your choice.
From this point of view, the Arcane Reservoir was not only a giant magic power pool, but also a spell pool.
With the Arcane Reservoir, Wizards didn’t need to research spells, and only needed to continuously raise their own spirit power. They would then attack the barrier between the Arcane Reservoir and their consciousness to make the Arcane Reservoir open up more power.
Going back to the image, the idea would be to enlarge the first channel to receive more magic power, and at the same time, the power they would get from the attack on the barrier would increase the scope of spells they could learn.
In spite of this, the spells each Wizard could learn were different.
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It was because of the existence of the Arcane Reservoir, which established this kind of social order without outside help, that Lance became the Wizard God!
Because this saved Wizards a great amount of time, only needing to focus on meditation!
They had no need to research spells. They only needed to keep increasing their magic power and then charge at the Magic Pool’s spell system to exchange.
This greatly reduced the time spent in training and freed it up for use in other fields, and thus better arming themselves.
Therefore, this was the Wizard Era.
But this Wizard Era also lacked creativity because of the excessive reliance on the Arcane Reservoir.
Only Legend Wizards could get away from the Arcane Reservoir’s restrictions and directly absorb Chaos Magic Power from the void, and then create their own spells.
But when a 3rd-rank Wizard had already become used to being dependent on the Arcane Reservoir, it would be very difficult to get rid of this habit.
Thus, there were advantages and disadvantages to the existence of the Arcane Reservoir.
It made it easier for wizards to reach high ranks. But becoming a Legend was more difficult.
Because Legends needed to completely get rid of the Arcane Reservoir’s influence on them to create their own Magic Pool and Spell Pool!
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In any case, the existence of the Arcane Reservoir was good news to all of the continent. At least, ordinary living things wouldn’t be corrupted by Chaos Magic Power.
And creating spells was a very deep field.
After all, they had a limited amount of MP they could use each day, so if they made a mistake with their setup, or miscalculated the amount of magic power, it would be very troublesome.
"Brother, this is what Teacher Hanzer and I discussed."
Dorian handed a spell list to Xander.
There was a total of ten 0-circle spells and five 1st-circle spells.
The MP use was split in a 6 to 4 ratio, with 60% allocated to 0-circle spells, and the remaining 40% to 1st-circle spells.
There was no problem with this distribution ratio. This was a textbook golden ratio.
But Xander only took a glance before immediately throwing away that document.
"Brother...?" Dorian was somewhat stunned.
"Switch to another setup," Xander said.
He grabbed another piece of paper and started writing.
He soon finished.
Dorian’s face turned more and more shocked.
"Brother, this kind of setup..."
Dorian couldn’t help but ask, "Isn’t it a problem?"
Xander shook his head, his gaze firm. "Just prepare according to this setup."
"I need you to do this."
Dorian was silent for a moment, before ultimately nodding. "Okay, I got it."
"I believe in you."
Xander revealed a satisfied smile. He hadn’t needed to explain why, yet Dorian already agreed to his "Amateur’s" guidance.
Dorian’s trust in Xander was really deep.
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Next, the two brothers engaged in a thorough discussion about their strategies, and Xander explained a bit why he made Dorian choose this kind of setup.
After hearing everything, Dorian suddenly realized that Xander really had his reasons for picking this setup.
Based on the circumstances, Dorian had to admit that Xander’s choice would have a better chance of leading to victory.
They chatted late into the night.
"Go rest early." Xander put down a map and yawned. "Our plan is tough and we need to keep our energy for the competition."
After saying this, he planned to go to another room to sleep.
Magon Academy’s dorms were very large. A student dorm had five or six single rooms. The old butler was sleeping in a room next door.
But Dorian suddenly pulled Xander.
"Brother, we haven’t slept in the same room in a while."
"I’ve recently been dreaming often—they are very strange dreams. Can you stay with me?"
After saying this, he looked at Xander, hope in his eyes.
Xander was stunned but smiled.
This kid was just a 9-year-old child after all.
He was actually still afraid of some strange dreams?
"Okay," Xander promised.
Dorian sighed in relief, displaying a happy smile.
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Thunder Tower, a quiet dorm’s balcony.
A female student wearing a bathrobe stood there, silently looking at the scenery.
At that time, a pair of strong arms covered her shoulders.
"Fuck off!" The student’s face flushed as she pushed that man away.
The latter was naked above the waist as he shrugged.
"I warned you last time. If you dare to touch me again—even the simplest touch—I’ll stop my collaboration with the Unicorn Clan at once!" the student shouted.
"You won’t. You lack money. And you are a very ambitious woman—I can see that." The man laughed as if it was natural.
"At least I won’t sell my body," The girl coldly said. "Now, as my follower, I order you to get out of my sight!"
"But you’ve already sold your soul. Otherwise you wouldn’t have accepted our family’s price," The man ruthlessly mocked.
The female student actually replied calmly, "So what? Killing a few insignificant people isn’t going to burden my mind as far as I’m concerned."
"In my eyes, the men in this world are all filthy. In any case, I’ll also fight for that Holy Grail. That Xander and his brother would just be killed in passing!"
"Good, I can leave." The man sneered as he walked away. "As long as you remember what you said properly."
"I don’t want any surprises in the competition. And I have to end that Xander’s life, personally!"
"After all, he’s the man who killed my dearest White."
At the end of his sentence, his voice turned into a woman’s voice!
The student threw a hateful glance at him and softly cursed "die pervert," before shaking her head helplessly.