Chapter 142: A-grade Talent
Jia Na's current advantages, besides the "daily quest system" which allows direct stat points, are the Growth Law Fragment and the understanding of Purification Law knowledge. These two are her tickets to glimpse the authority of the Law in advance.
However, while Law is rare, there are many channels to comprehend the Law.
Since Jia Na can have the Celestial Sparrow take her to the Heavenly Holy World to comprehend the Purification Laws, similarly, those top Wizard families with ancient legacies naturally have other avenues to allow their excellent family disciples to comprehend in advance.
Not only that, those family disciples won't cross the river by feeling stones like Jia Na; the careful guidance from Formal Wizards, like passing down knowledge, is enough to allow them to avoid many detours before formally advancing to Wizard.
"For some, the 'White Tower' is the end point of a lifetime's pursuit—for others, the 'White Tower' is merely the starting point on the path of a Wizard."
Ding-a-ling—accompanied by a crisp bell sound, Jia Na's drifting thoughts gradually returned to the class examination.
"Today, I will be responsible for your level assessment. In a moment, I will call you up one by one according to the roll call list—remember, no one is allowed to leave the classroom without my permission."
The person in charge of the Black Magic Defense class assessment this time was Grace-Eva. After placing a crystal ball about the size of a football on the podium, she took out a roll call list and formally began calling names.
"First, Andre-Green, come up."
Hearing that he was actually the first, Andre-Green, who possessed B-grade High Temperature talent and had just broken through to Second-level Wizard Apprentice last week, calmly walked to the podium and, according to Grace-
Eva's instructions, condensed magic power, concentrated his mind, and pressed his right hand tightly against the crystal ball.
"Apprentice Level 10, Mental Power 20.1, Wizard Talent B-grade High Temperature - not bad, keep it up."
"Thank you, Professor."
After completing the assessment, Andre-Green let out a long breath. Although his expression didn't change much,
the emotion revealed in his eyes was full of confidence.
"I didn't expect Andre, this 'commoner apprentice', would break through a step earlier than us—
Looking at Andre-Green, who had returned to his seat, the apprentices who had had several disputes with him before clearly showed dissatisfaction on their faces.
"I heard he signed a loyalty agreement with the Blazing Flame Family—otherwise, how could he possibly break through so quickly on his own?"
"Hmph, so he hooked up with the Blazing Flame Family. I said, how could a 'commoner apprentice' like him advance so quickly? Then what was he pretending to be noble for before? He was given a chance, yet he acted shamelessly,
In the end, isn't he still just someone's dog—"
The malicious speculation, like a shadow, had been echoing in Andre-Green's ears ever since he entered White Coral Academy.
At first, he would argue back angrily, but after a while, he had become desensitized to these family disciples who only gossiped in the shadows.
These baseless slanders, contempt, exclusion, and bullying were not because Andre-Green had done anything outrageous, but simply because he bore the title of "commoner apprentice" yet repeatedly refused the recruitment of several Wizard families, which is why he suddenly faced such exclusion.
It was as if the title "commoner apprentice" was some dirty Curse; as long as he didn't follow the script expected by these family disciples, he would be subjected to relentless suppression.
Just like this time, he clearly just did a few tasks in cooperation with the Blazing Flame Family to earn high rewards. Yet people started slandering him, saying he signed a "loyalty agreement" with them to obtain enough resources to smoothly advance to Second-level Wizard Apprentice. In the end, those who hated him didn't care what the truth was.
What they believed was always just what they wanted to believe.
As long as he wasn't in the same camp as them for even a day, this malice would always accompany him... until his fists were hard enough!
"Hoo—"
Letting out a long breath, and hearing Grace-Eva calling names faster and faster, Andre-Green's gaze couldn't help but secretly look at the slender figure sitting diagonally in front of him.
That figure whose back was always straight, silencing everyone with absolute strength—...that figure—
She was also from the Lower City, also bore the name of a commoner apprentice, and also refused the recruitment of Wizard families several times, but her situation and the attitude of other family disciples towards her were completely different from his, like heaven and earth.
It was as if the other person was the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, while he was the sand and stone cast into the mud. Everything seemed the same... yet everything was different.
Even though he had reviewed and compared countless times, she was still her, and he was just that "commoner apprentice" who desperately wanted to escape his current situation and was frequently labeled. "Jia Na-Roland."
Hearing Grace-Eva call out that name, Andre-Green, who had been lost in thought, immediately focused his gaze on Jia Na, who had already walked up to the podium.
Her face was serene, her posture elegant.
Looking at the girl before him whom Andre-Green had always regarded as an object to chase, even though their Wizard levels had been brought to the same range, no matter how many times he saw her, that feeling of inadequacy, like a magic spell, was deeply rooted in his heart and lingered—
"Apprentice Level 14, Mental Power 23.1, Wizard Talent B-grade Plant Affinity and A-grade Spiritual Body Shuttle. Good, keep it up."
A-grade—
Spiritual Body Shuttle!?
If the Apprentice Level 14, which already surpassed all the apprentices in the class, and the Mental Power of 23.1 were not enough to break people's defenses, then the A-grade Spiritual Body Shuttle talent truly made Andre, and even the apprentices in the entire class, have the illusion that they had misheard.
"Principal Anthony has already told me. Perform well and don't disappoint us."
Hearing the transmitted voice from Grace-Eva beside her ear, Jia Na nodded. After thanking her, she turned around and calmly walked back to her seat, facing the shocked gazes of the entire class, as if they wanted to see through her.
"She—she—actually has A-grade Talent!?"
Seeing the figure calmly taking her seat not far away, for a moment, Andre-Green's heart had the illusion of stopping.
Immediately, an uncontrollable bitter smile, like ink dropping into a pond, constantly spread across Andre-Green's face—
"As expected of her—Jia Na-Roland."
