Chapter 465: Chapter 124 Young People, Should Be Full of Qi! _2
“Thank you, Principal.”
Link sat down at once, not quite comfortably, but not in an obsequious way either, hovering on the edge of the chair.
He was neither humble nor proud, polite and appropriate.
“Do you know why I called for you?”
The principal’s magnetic voice asked casually.
While the principal could afford to be casual, Link dared not be so.
This question was difficult to answer.
Both confirming he knew and denying it were not quite right.
Knew?
Who told you in advance?
Didn’t know?
If you can’t even speculate on such things, what use are you?
So, Link replied: “I’m fully under the Principal’s command.”
He cleverly sidestepped the issue, a universal approach.
“Ah….”
The principal chuckled lightly, “Cunning.”
With a wave of his hand, he casually pointed at Link and said:
“Looking at you, you definitively know something about the competition, but not entirely sure, so you’re hesitant to answer.
Here’s the situation, the college plans to send four teams of First Level Wizards, promoted within the last four years, to participate in the competition between several Wizard Organizations in the Mitchell District one week from now.
You are one of the chosen team captains.
You have to assemble your team.
The college’s expectation from you is to secure a top three position in the team competition, and a top one in the individual competition. Do you have confidence?”
It’s hard to predict the team competition, but for the individual competition, Link was very confident.
However, Link dared not rashly guarantee anything.
Declaring too much could lead to backlash if unfulfilled.
This is famously known as not easily setting flags.
He tentatively asked, “May I know which Wizard Organizations are sending their teams?”
“Of course.”
The principal laughed, “This information can be shared with you in advance. There are five in total: Ravensmouth College, Shadow City, Metal and Flame Business Society, Mesopotamia University, and White Tower Alliance.”
These five Wizard Organizations are the most prominent in the Mitchell District, only second to the Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell.
Each of them sends four teams, making a total of 20.
Securing a top three position in the team competition is somewhat challenging, but not impossible.
Link weighed his abilities against that of the core members and believed he had a decent chance of achieving this goal.
Compared to teams possibly made up entirely of senior First Level Wizards,
the downside of ‘do anything at will’ is that all the members became First Level Wizards in a shorter amount of time.
Talent, resources, equipment, witchcraft, training, and execution of battle tactics would not be inferior.
After pondering, Link responded solemnly, “I can’t guarantee, but I will promise that I will strive for a good position.”
“You….”
The principal virtually pointed at Link again, “You are cunning. Your strength, I’m well aware of. Is it hard for you to aim for a top one position in the individual competition? Not at all! Forget it, I won’t put too much pressure, just do your best and don’t hide your potential.”
“Thank you, Principal, for understanding.”
Link immediately thanked him, then made a declaration, “I will definitely do my best and strive for excellence to bring honor to the college.”
“Hmm.”
The principal responded, then brought up another matter, “Wizard Sandra will be the team leader this time, leading four teams of the college to participate in the competition. Because she has a private bet and needs to compare the team’s performances with someone from Metal and Flame Business Society. So, she drafted you and your team. I think, you can consider responding to her call.”
“Yes, I will respond immediately after I go back.”
Link promised right away.
As Lanny said, responding sooner or later makes no difference.
This matter has been settled even before he received the draft notice.
“Last time she drafted you, some twists occurred midway that caused her not to concentrate on the management of the legion and neglect many things. It was your report to her that reminded her.”
The principal started a new conversation at this point, “She asked me to give you some things as a subsidy for drafting you last time, and as a reward for your excellent performance.”
Speaking, the principal opened a drawer of the table, took out three scrolls from it, and placed them in front of Link: “She heard that you had been looking for ‘Armor’ Type First Ring magic spells, so she prepared these for you. These are well-deserved, take them without hesitation.”
“Yes, thank you, Principal, thank you, Wizard Sandra.”
Link, without hesitation, took the three Magic Blueprint Scrolls into his “Small World” in front of the principal.
The principal sensed an unusual space fluctuation, sensed it carefully, and suddenly laughed, saying a somewhat inexplicable sentence: “Walters must be hating Rosenthal to death.”
Link didn’t quite understand at first, but he intuited that the two men mentioned must be related to his “Small World”.
He used the “Small World” in front of the principal, which itself was a bit of a probe.
The Principal couldn’t possibly have not noticed, but still made such a comment, which was to give Link a hint.
Therefore, Link quickly figured out a relatively reasonable guess:
Walters was probably the high-level existence who gave him the “Seed” as an additional reward for the first-grade competition in the two districts;
Rosenthal was likely the high-level existence who, in the Apprentice-level Cultivation Secret Realm, for some unknown reason, assisted Link, allowing him truly to own all rights to the “Seed”.
After figuring this out, Link didn’t feel joy.