Wizard: Max level talent, starting from zero-ring trick.

Chapter 133 Introduction to the Eye of Harmony, Reactions from the Group

Chapter 133 Introduction to the Eye of Harmony, Reactions from the Group

"The trial is in three days?"

Ian sat in the chair, listening to Farn tell him about the department's news.

"Yes, sir."

Fan looked extremely anxious.

I had thought that once the war ended and Ian returned, I would surely reap many benefits, but I never expected things to turn out this way.

"Then you still dare to come? Aren't you afraid of getting involved?"

Ian chuckled and teased Farn.

He was naturally not afraid; if he could be put to death in the school of thought, that would be a great achievement for Gabriel.

Although it's unclear why Horton didn't step in, he must have his reasons.

"My lord, what are you joking about? Everything I have is yours."

Farn smiled wryly.

"Sir, why don't we run away? I know some people outside the school, so maybe we can still escape."

Ian raised an eyebrow.

"You actually have connections like that!"

"grown ups...

""

"I won't leave," Ian shook his head.

"Then I won't leave. I can always become a servant wizard again!"

After struggling for a moment, Farn finally spoke.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. Please help me take stock of the recent changes."

As Ian's confidant, he still offered some comfort.

"OK."

Farn felt a little more at ease.

Watching Farn leave, Ian silently returned to his training room.

Although these three days were a period of confinement for him, they were also a rare opportunity for him to rest and recuperate.

The long and arduous journey over the past month has left his mental energy somewhat strained. Now that he has some time, he plans to explore how to cultivate the Eye of Harmony.

Of course, there is another secret technique, the Mirror Heart.

To Ian's surprise...

He began learning both of these witchcrafts simultaneously, but Jingxin had not yet begun.

That night!

Ian has already mastered the Eye of Harmony.

"Is this the Eye of Harmony?"

His eyes emitted a faint purple light, and the world before him changed once again.

Under the radiant light, the world is made of magic, but now, we must delve deeper.

He took out a relatively withered hemostatic clover.

Beneath the radiant eye lies weak life force and decaying elements.

But under the current circumstances of reconciliation.

The coarse network of magic became finer, like capillaries, and a part of it broke at this moment, which was the withered part!

The observations have become much more detailed!

And that's not all.

As Ian's mental energy flowed, he seemed to see more.

How did the magic network break? Under what conditions would it be more stable? Its hemostatic properties... everything about this hemostatic clover was being analyzed at lightning speed.

It can even interfere.

Purple light flowed slowly, and the gray-white magic network in front of us began to connect and slowly recover, while the withered leaves gradually rose upwards.

"Not a cure, but rather a temporary 'harmony' using mental power?"

Ian's eyes flickered.

He could easily imagine it.

If one possessed such an ability when concocting potions, it would be entirely possible to restore the chaotic magic power during potion preparation to normal in a short period of time.

This is enough to elevate his potion-making skills to a new level.

"However, this ability to harmonize shouldn't be overused!"

Ian also felt a toothache; in just a few seconds, he had used up at least one-tenth of his mental energy.

At this moment, the hemostatic clover's regenerated leaves drooped down again.

It should only be used in critical situations.

Even so, Ian had to admit that it was indeed a top-notch potion-making tradition.

Feel the power of the Eye of Harmony.

But the outside world is anything but calm; in fact, the storm surrounding Ian has only just begun.

If he had ever returned, there would have been a multitude of invitations and visits, with servants constantly delivering messages at his door.

But this time the mailbox was empty.

Those who used to be the first to visit have vanished without a trace, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth.

Chris and Chance were the first to arrive.

"Ian."

As soon as she entered, Chris gave Ian a hug, her eyes red.

"Nothing happened, don't worry."

Ian patted her head and gently comforted her.

"Lord Chance."

Ian looked at Chance.

Chance also had a bitter smile on his face at this moment, never expecting that Ian would cause such a big problem.

"Don't worry, the Silvermoon Lake family will always stand behind you," Chance said to Ian with a firm tone.

"thank you."

Ian expressed his gratitude.

He knew very well that Gabriel had a vast network behind him, which was fatal to a family.

"It's not just for you."

Chance smiled wryly.

But he didn't tell Ian either.

Even making the decision to visit him almost led to a fight with the elders of his family.

Even so, if Ian dies this time, he will undoubtedly leave the clan leader.

But what can he do when he only has one daughter?

孽 孽!

"Let's go," Chance said.

Although they chose to support Ian, staying too long could bring unknown costs to their families.

See you later.

Seeing Chris already in tears, Ian saw the two off.

And then they saw the two off.

The second person to arrive was Vivian.

As soon as she entered, she tossed a letter to Ian.

Ian looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"This is Jesse's letter. She chose to go to the Plant Magic Department herself," Vivian said calmly, arms crossed.

Jesse?

Ian remembered the new wizard he had promoted to head of the laboratory, whom he had chosen after some hesitation when selecting a laboratory.

Now that the real crisis has arrived, they leave without hesitation.

"He is a very rational wizard."

Ian commented.

"Indeed, just like you, so I can't understand why someone as rational as you would kill Thomas?"

As she said this, she took a small step forward, bringing the two of them closer together so that they could make eye contact clearly.

Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, those purple eyes held a mixture of scrutiny and doubt.

A familiar, pleasant fragrance wafted over.

Ian met her gaze, his expression unchanged.

"It seems you really do have someone to rely on. Could it be that Vice Minister Willow?"

Vivian's eyes flickered; it seemed that the only people in the academy who could help him at the moment were ministers.

Hyde is dead, and the next few are the combat department chief and Willow. Of all the people Ian has ever been in contact with, only Willow is Willow.

It appears to have been an ambush some time ago.

But is this guy really that charming?

Did he attract Willow in one go?

Vivian felt a little uncomfortable, but promised, "No matter who you have backing, don't worry, the Potions Department will always be there for you."

"Thank you, Lady Vivian."

Ian thanked him again.

Vivian seemed to have come only to say this one sentence, and then turned and left.

They come and go like the wind.

The next day, none of those who had previously called Ian their brothers in the Potions Department dared to come.

Until the third day.

Only then did a group of wizards arrive.