Sycody paused outside the door and waited.

There was no expression on her face, but her heart was a mess. The girl looked at the scenery outside the window of the hallway, and her emotions were worried.

Poeti felt that the conversation was not destined to go well, because she had already been there before, and had spoken to this ill-fated friend, who was in a very bad spirit.

She didn't think that this situation would be resolved in a few words, after all, even as a close friend, it was difficult for her to easily overcome Willy's defenses.

The only thing on Sykodi's current mind is to find a way to persuade the other party repeatedly in the coming days, at least to let her way of thinking get out of the quagmire of negative emotions and be able to maintain normalcy on the surface.

Violet wants to leave the Magic Tower, wants to give up the life she once had, so it doesn't matter; But she prefers that her friends can stay by her side, and a person in a state of extreme mental vulnerability cannot survive in a cruel environment, even if he has his own protection.

Of course, "protection" alone is not enough. After receiving the news that Violet Edward had lost her mana due to a traumatic blow of dark arts, Sykodi quickly calmed down after being shocked and sad, and began to think about a way forward for her friends based on it.

The Tower doesn't need useless people, and now Willett is no longer a wizard, but that doesn't mean she can't continue to live at the top. The most important thing is to find the right place for her.

Villerite has lost her ability to cast spells, but she was once a young wizard who was considered a "rising star", and had a wealth of experience in learning magic, hunting demons, and dueling wizards

Shi Kodi's idea is to let friends serve as teaching assistants in the short term to educate those rookies who have just been promoted to the top level and have little experience; And on top of this, she has already made a future life plan for her friends-

That is to be a scholar.

Scholars are known to be wizards' best friends and companions.

In fact, the great shamans of history often served as great scholars, and they were a symbol of knowledge.

Because once you reach the master rank or above, you need to create your own magic in order to make yourself more connected with the magic web and the spirit world.

This kind of work is no longer sufficient to improve the magic by honing skills and repeated meditation, and requires a lot of accumulation of knowledge and occasional flashes of genius to make a breakthrough.

This is the greatest test that wizards will face after the end of their "golden career" in their youth.

For every magical association or organization that is somewhat famous, there will be a certain number of high wizards in the service of it, who are the elite and backbone of a school; But the masters above this are different, not only are they far different in number, but their status in the wizarding world is also far different, and they can already hold the position of supervisor or deputy in a large wizarding force such as the Magic Tower.

In secular realms, a master of magic is already qualified to serve as a dean, a faction leader, or even a legion.

Countless wizards have been stuck on this threshold until they die of old age.

However, although everyone is well aware of the importance of knowledge. However, due to the time spent studying spell models and combat techniques, the lack of knowledge still exists.

Especially the young wizards on the top of the magic tower, it is already difficult for them to survive the various mission tests, and on top of this, they have to do their best to stand out from the candidates, and the free time to go to the library on weekdays is very scarce.

At this time, once they encounter intellectual problems, they need to consult scholars in related fields. So at the top level, there will always be a part of the population that will focus on learning in this area, and their ultimate goal is to become an authority in a certain field.

They knew that their talent in magic was lacking, and that self-motivation could not make up for the gap, so they chose this path.

Poeti believed that with Willett's temperament, she would one day achieve great success, and that it would be possible to become a well-known university scholar in the whole continent in the future.

There is no endless path in the world, and even legendary wizards will need the support of scholars from various fields when faced with difficult technical problems and knowledge barriers. All in all, it's a very respectable profession.

......

Of course, although the maiden's idea was good, she soon realized that it was too late in time, and that Lord Rasputin could not be patient because of the peculiar situation of Willet; And now, friends whose mental state has not returned to normal have a high probability of directly choosing to refuse.

This kind of violation of the rules is likely to anger Lord Rasputin, and if Willy makes a little more rudeness, it may be ......

Poeti had no choice but to stand at the door and wait. She was holding her breath, listening to the room, staring at the other side of the door with Psionic and Prophecy Eyes.

If there was any abnormality, she would probably rush straight in, after all, it was impossible for Shikoudi to watch her best friend get hurt.

As for what she can do after rushing in, it is no longer a question that Shikoudi can consider now.

As the minutes passed, her heart rose higher and higher, swaying like a pendulum, and never fell.

The room was very quiet because it had been cast some kind of silence spell, and there was not a single sound coming through.

Shi Kodi could only tell that there was no conflict between the two people in the room, but she couldn't hear the human voice, so she could only forcibly press the anxiety burning in her heart, and paced back and forth outside the corridor.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the worst doesn't seem to be happening,

……

About half an hour later, Rasputin pushed the door open and exited, ready to leave the place.

"Your ......, my lord"

The silver-haired witch hurriedly approached him.

"Miller, the formalities after Willett Edward joins the school will be handled by you."

After saying this, the masked man stopped looking at him and strode away.

"Does this mean ......?"

Sycodi's eyes widened in surprise.

……

And soon, her guess was confirmed.

"I've decided. Please help me relay this to Lord Rasputin. ”

When Silky walked into the room and asked about the situation, the girl on the bed said with a determined expression on her face that she had seen a similar look on each other's faces more than once, which made Silky deeply aware that the strong and beautiful witch friend she knew was back, at least for this moment.

"I'll give him everything I have, please allow me to be his student!"