I Am Doing Daily Tasks in the Wizarding World

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

The spell was undeniably convenient for destroying corpses and obliterating any traces.

However, the power of wizards was truly terrifying. Lynn, a mere novice who had just entered the threshold, not even qualifying as a wizard’s apprentice with only a magic staff in hand, had managed to vanquish a legitimate team led by a knight, consisting of a dozen individuals.

What kind of power did his teacher, who could easily instruct him in such spells, possess?

Of course, Lynn was well aware that, based on the knowledge he had acquired from the wizard’s manual, wizards were not frail beings with high damage but low endurance. They tended to be well-rounded hexagonal warriors, favoring a comprehensive approach to their development.

But those were synonymous with formal wizards, not someone like himself, a little apprentice.

He had no means of defense whatsoever. His success earlier had relied solely on geographical advantage and the element of surprise.

If he were to be ambushed, his frail body wouldn’t withstand a single shot from a musket, nor could it endure the weight of a heavy sword or the sharpness of arrows.

However, everything would gradually get better. Lynn could learn a lot from Angley.

But with so many casualties on the other side, though Lynn didn’t know where they came from, they were likely affiliated with a nearby faction.

They could belong to a certain noble family or perhaps a local official.

Angley’s extensive capturing of experimental materials made it plausible that one of the missing individuals could be a relative of a noble or official.

With the losses suffered by the enemy, the next group that arrived would surely be larger.

Lynn could only hope that they would come during the day, as Angley would then take action.

A sense of urgency rose within Lynn. He would have to meditate diligently in the near future, trying to trigger more daily tasks.

Unfortunately, his quest system was rather rigid, only displaying daily tasks when he met the conditions to activate them.

The accumulated general experience points could be utilized to level up.

Upon leveling up, Lynn would receive a 0.3 increase in all attributes.

This included, but was not limited to, physical fitness and mental strength.

Lynn had already noticed a discernible improvement in his meditation speed after leveling up, but he hadn’t conducted thorough testing to determine the exact efficiency of this enhancement.

But meditation itself was a delicate practice, so Lynn keenly sensed the changes within himself.

Leveling up improved the efficiency of meditation. If one were to put it in simpler terms, it was like enhancing one’s “aptitude.” Therefore, the earlier one leveled up, the better, as it led to higher efficiency in subsequent advancements.

The sooner the leveling occurred, the greater the benefits and rewards reaped.

To advance from level 1 to level 2 in mutation studies, it required a full thousand points of general experience. Using those experience points to level up could raise one’s level by a whopping ten levels— if the required experience points didn’t increase as the level advanced.

“Well done,” a voice suddenly came from behind.

Lynn’s body tensed up before relaxing as he recognized the voice as that of his teacher.

“Teacher,” Lynn turned around and slightly bowed.

“But you didn’t handle the aftermath properly,” Angley remarked. “Those four individuals will spread the news. The knight you killed had a coat of arms on his armor with the pattern of a Luanweihua, this means that he was a knight under the Duke of Luanweihua.”

“Knights cultivated by nobles like these are all registered. If they die or go missing, it will attract the attention of the nobles behind them.”

“What kind of characters these nobles are, you should know better,” Angley said calmly.

Indeed, Lynn was well aware of the character of these nobles.

They were greedy, cunning, and unscrupulous.

Whether from his past memories or the experiences he had gone through after transmigration, Lynn understood that the kingdom’s so-called laws were merely talismans for those with power and influence, while for the common people, they were nothing more than blank sheets of paper.

Thirty years ago, the kingdom revised a “constitution” claiming to protect the rights of citizens.

Previously, when the daughter of a tailor in their town went out with her friends for an outing and was violated by someone, the tailor went to the local government office to report the incident. That very night, a gang of thugs stormed into the tailor’s house, looting everything and leaving no trace of the tailor. The tailor’s daughter and wife were also abducted, and later, someone spotted the tailor’s wife and daughter in the red-light district of the town. Before long, both the tailor’s wife and daughter ended their lives in the red-light district.

Everyone knew that the perpetrator who violated the tailor’s daughter was the youngest son of a baron, but no one could do anything about it.

The head of the local government office happened to be the baron’s brother-in-law, and the mayor was the baron’s younger brother. The baron’s household even maintained hundreds of manor guards, all equipped with muskets.

In the town, the baron’s family held absolute power.

And this was just a baron— above the baron, there were viscounts, earls, marquises, dukes, and even princes.

Layer upon layer of nobility, like various sizes of leeches crawling on the colossal beast that was the kingdom.

Even with the constitution being revised time and again, it couldn’t change the fact that the kingdom was deeply mired in its ways.

Suddenly, gunshots echoed from the distant forest.

Before long, a towering figure darted through the trees.

Bathed in moonlight, the figure rapidly approached the direction of the wooden house. As it drew nearer, Lynn could finally discern its appearance.

Lynn was taken aback.

It was unmistakably Lauren, the lizard-man from his teacher’s laboratory in the morning.

In just one day, Lauren had undergone such a transformation.

“Master, everything has been taken care of,” the lizard-man knelt down on one knee.

The gentle moonlight cast a metallic gleam on its smooth scales. Its robust body was well-built, and its heavily developed muscles left no doubt about its combat prowess on the battlefield.

To be able to mass-produce warriors of this level with just a potion, Lynn had no doubt that the knowledge Angley possessed was terrifying. Lynn had been following Angley around these days, and Angley had not specifically avoided Lynn when making the potion. Based on what he learned, Lynn could roughly deduce that the potion capable of transforming people into lizard-men was not particularly expensive.

The power of a wizard was not only reflected in personal strength but might be even more terrifying in other aspects.

“For the time being, there won’t be any trouble. But it won’t stay quiet here for long. Pack your things and get a carriage ready to head to Bangor Port in the south,” Angley said.

“Ah?” Lynn was initially taken aback, but then he became ecstatic.

“The potion has been successful. You go pack your things. I’ll give you the magic spell to control him. I’ve already deactivated all the magic traps in this house, so you can come and go as you please.” Angley tapped Lynn’s forehead, and then turned and went upstairs.

Lynn felt an itch in the center of his forehead, as if something new had appeared in his mind.

Once he snapped out of it, teacher Angley had already walked far away.

Lynn closed his eyes and sank into the consciousness space.

In the center of the consciousness space, seven earth rings rotated slowly, resembling celestial bodies in the pitch-black space of consciousness.

Adjacent to them, there emerged a three-dimensional structure glowing with a soft blue light, akin to intricate runes, calmly hovering.

Lynn’s senses immersed within, and the rune conveyed its information back to him.

He discerned its purpose— it was a mental control spell, equipped with two distinct functions, enforcement and punishment.

Upon activation of the enforcement function, any subject under the influence of this control spell would be compelled to cease all current physical actions, their agency forcefully brought to a halt.

As for the punishment aspect, it would inflict considerable pain upon the target’s consciousness, with an adjustable intensity of suffering.

A delicate, pale blue, transparent thread extended outward from the confines of the control spell.

Lynn opened his eyes, his deep, dark pupils fixated upon the direction of this pale blue, transparent thread.

The transparent thread traced its path all the way outside the window and arrived at the forehead of the kneeling lizard-man in the courtyard.

It was apparent that this lizard-man had likely already undergone conditioning by his teacher.

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