Wizard Lord:I can Extract Anything

The day of the exchange competition finally arrived.

[Mental Power: 41, Physique: 45, Magic: 410, Rating: Senior Apprentice]

In his room, Richard examined the data displayed in the crystal ball, nodding in satisfaction.

After two years of meditation, Richard's mental power had reached the level of a senior wizard apprentice once more.

This was undoubtedly advantageous for the upcoming exchange competition.

As long as the level gap wasn't too wide, any slight mental power difference could be compensated with knowledge.

Stepping onto the balcony, Richard opened the window. As was customary, three days before the competition, an academy inspector would deliver the rules.

Caw! Caw!

Sure enough, as soon as Richard opened the window, an academy inspector flew over, clutching a scroll in its claws.

Richard took the scroll back inside, eager to discover what the deputy principal had been hiding for so long about this competition.

"Hiss..."

Unrolling the scroll, Richard drew a sharp breath.

"Apprentice War? The academy must be crazy!"

According to the division of black and white wizard rules by the Council of Truth, black wizards engage in bloody exams, focusing on enemy combat, while white wizards do not, emphasizing direct army combat.

These are two fundamentally different developmental philosophies.

Yet, the scroll revealed that the Black Tower Wizard Academy, which trains black wizards, had joined with three other black wizard academies and three white wizard academies to host this so-called Apprentice War.

In this exam, black and white wizard apprentices would battle each other, vying for resource points on the map.

Isn't this essentially giving white wizards a bloody exam?

Pushing aside any thoughts about whether this exam was against the rules, Richard focused on quickly familiarizing himself with the rules to excel in this war.

According to the rules, the battlefield was divided into three areas. Apprentices from both factions were scattered evenly across these areas.

Each area contained seven resource points, which would transmit a thousand magic stones each month. At the start of the war, each faction held three resource points per area, with the extra one serving as a public resource point, available to the first to claim it.

Moreover, the number of magic stones each apprentice could carry was limited to a maximum of three thousand.

This setup made the resource points a meat grinder designed to incite apprentice battles.

Magic stones equate to combat power. If one side began acquiring more magic stones, the scales of victory would tilt in their favor.

The victory condition for this war was simple: if one side's resource points fell below two, or their apprentice numbers dropped below half, they lost. After all area battles concluded, the victors were determined by the number of areas won.

As for post-competition rewards and penalties, that was up to each academy.

For winning, Black Tower Wizard Academy offered ten spots for automatic advancement to wizard status and additional magic stones based on apprentice kills. Losing these rewards would result in another bloody exam.

The rewards and penalties were extremely high stakes.

But as a black wizard academy, it's unsurprising that Black Tower has such extreme measures.

After reviewing the rules, Richard massaged his temples, contemplating strategies.

War differs from a bloody exam's individual combat; it requires strategy, organization, and execution.

If white wizard apprentices are trained for corps-style combat, they hold a distinct advantage in this war.

White wizard academies, without bloody exams, boast apprentice numbers nearly three and a half times greater than black wizard academies.

This numerical disparity would typically spell defeat in conventional warfare.

Yet, the rules were designed without bias towards black wizards, piquing Richard's curiosity about the nature of white wizard academies.

A more than threefold numerical advantage, yet the rules don't favor black wizards.

Could these white wizards be utterly incompetent?

Richard checked the scroll again, confirming the figures.

Indeed, white wizard apprentices outnumbered them by more than threefold.

"Hopefully, these white wizards are as weak as I imagine."

Rolling up the scroll, Richard began preparing for the upcoming Apprentice War.

Due to the magic stone limit imposed by the academy, Richard converted as many extra stones as possible into alchemical materials, particularly for annihilation grenades.

He had developed new ideas while studying alchemical mechanics, and this was a prime opportunity to test them against white wizards.

Three days flew by, and competition day arrived.

Apprentices formed neat arrays on the plaza before the central Black Tower, as mechanical golems affixed badges to their chests.

The badge represented a miniature version of the central Black Tower, with the apprentice's name and rank inscribed on the back.

This badge served both as an apprentice's identification and a trophy for enemy apprentices.

Due to the involvement of multiple academies, the previous curse-based scoring system was obsolete. Apprentice kills were tallied by collecting enemy badges—attempting to discard one's badge to survive was futile, as missing badges at the exam's end meant execution by the academy.

As usual, Deputy Principal Eriks delivered a brief speech.

"Wizard apprentices of the 432nd class of Black Tower Wizard Academy, today you embark on an unprecedented exam.

This is a grand experiment. Six Grand Wizards petitioned the Council of Truth, and after centuries of waiting, the great Truth Wizards have approved this trial.

This means your every move is under the watchful eyes of the great Truth Wizards.

The Truth Wizards are observing us!"

Deputy Principal Eriks was unusually animated, his speech impassioned, his arms waving.

His fervor quickly spread to the apprentices below. They didn't fully grasp the competition's significance, but under Eriks' speech, they felt like pioneers of the wizarding world, great explorers whose names might be etched into eternal monuments, worshiped by future generations.

Yet Richard remained unmoved by the fervor.

For wizards, fanaticism is a double-edged sword. While it can drive passion for a task, it can also cloud judgment, leading to poor decisions.

Eriks' speech concluded swiftly. Afterward, he waved his wand, and alongside dozens of wizards surrounding the apprentice formation, completed a massive spell.

The location of the Apprentice War wasn't within the wizarding world but in a secret realm of a Grand Wizard.

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