The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 217 - 217: 145: “Mage Realm” and “Simulation Ends” (Seeking Subscription)

He could see the light cluster representing the Wizard Realm, which shimmered in a mesmerizing purple hue.

He had a feeling that he could reincarnate in the Wizard Realm if he chose to do so.

Of course, he would naturally not make such a decision.

Milton Cheney shifted his gaze to a crimson light cluster not far from the Wizard Realm.

This crimson light cluster represented the Bloody Sea Realm!

However, finally, Milton Cheney turned his gaze away.

Reincarnating into the Bloody Sea Realm wouldn’t be of much help to him. All Blood Descendants in the Bloody Sea Realm were born from the Blood Pool.

Milton Cheney was beginning to feel that having the freedom to choose might not be such a good thing, as the worlds he could choose were just too many.

Even he, who didn’t usually suffer from decision-making difficulties, was now struggling with this choice.

His gaze swept across a dazzling star river and finally settled on a white light cluster.

This light cluster was even larger than that of the Wizard Realm, and was located a considerable distance from it.

“This one it is!”

With a single thought from Milton Cheney, his consciousness floated above the white light cluster where his gaze had last lingered.

The next moment, his consciousness went black.

Gradually, his memory returned, and the miasma of infancy was broken.

Milton Cheney’s consciousness gradually cleared. When he came to, he instinctively observed his surroundings.

His memories gradually became clear, and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

“Is this, the Wizard Realm?”

“No, is it the world of mages?”

Milton Cheney lightly rubbed his forehead, digesting the memories in his mind.

This world was strikingly similar to the Wizard Realm!

One might even say it was an alternate version of the Wizard Realm.

“Bang!”

The next moment, the sound of the door opening echoed.

With an unchanged expression, Milton Cheney turned to look at the young boy with black hair and green eyes who had just entered.

“Ireland, have you woken up?”

Bedolin exclaimed in surprise and quickly walked to Milton Cheney’s side. “Bedolin, I need to rest a little.” Milton Cheney spoke softly.

“Ireland, you’re not stuttering anymore!”

“Does that mean you can finally complete magic spells and become a true mage?”

Milton Cheney’s words made Bedolin even more excited.

His voice rose several decibels, and his tone was filled with undeniable excitement.

His comrade had an extremely high talent for becoming a mage, but he had one problem: stuttering, which made it impossible for him to recite magic spells.

“Yes, Bedolin, I’ve recovered.”

Milton Cheney said with a smile.

“This is absolutely the best news I’ve heard this year. I’ll tell our mentor, he will be delighted!”

Bedolin spoke with excitement.

And so he rambled on.

Milton Cheney lay on the bed in silence, just quietly listening to Bedolin’s words.

After a while, a happy Bedolin left Milton Cheney’s room, completely forgetting the original purpose of his visit.

A short while later, an elderly man was brought to Milton Cheney’s room by Bedolin.

“Mentor.”

Milton Cheney respectfully greeted.

The old man approached Milton Cheney, white magical energy surged from his palm, enveloping Milton Cheney’s body.

“You’ve really recovered!”

A trace of joy appeared in the old man’s eyes.

A sort of fog in Milton Cheney’s body had always vexed his mentor, even though he had tried to help his student dispel this mist, he had always failed.

But now, the fog in his student’s body had disappeared on its own.

Milton Cheney was the most talented mage he had ever seen, but a small issue kept him from following the path of mages.

This had troubled the old man greatly.

Now that Milton Cheney had suddenly recovered, words could not describe the old man’s feelings.

“Good! From now on, stay by my side. You can put the academy’s curriculum aside for the time being.”

He spoke gently.

Hearing this, Milton Cheney nodded.

The start in this world was good. Not only did he have a mage mentor, but he himself was highly talented.

One could say he had a perfect start.

The results of his reincarnation simulations were always favorable, making each reincarnation smooth.

Time flew by quickly, and two years passed in the blink of an eye.

On a plot of land in the Owl Academy…

Milton Cheney was muttering something under his breath. He was reciting a magic spell and, moments later, a ball of fire appeared in his hands.

“I did it!”

Milton Cheney felt thrilled in his heart.

Even though he was a Level 3 Wizard in the Wizard Realm, the levels obtained from reincarnation simulations were not carried over.

He couldn’t follow the Path of the Wizard or the Path of the Knight in this world.

He tried the path of a Sorcerer, a Star-Picking Master, and a Martial Artist, but none of them worked out.

In this world, he could only follow the path of a mage; there were no other options.

However, the path of a mage in this world was strikingly similar to the Wizard Path in the Wizard Realm.

Milton Cheney was starting to wonder whether this world was somehow connected to the Wizard Realm.

Uncius, who was standing next to Milton Cheney, saw this and a smile appeared on his face.

“Well done! Becoming a Mage Apprentice at the age of nine, your talent is the best I’ve ever seen.’

Uncius commented.

That’s right, at this moment, Milton Cheney was already a Mage Apprentice. Above the Mage Apprentice is the official Mage, also known as Level 1 Mage.

The hierarchy was almost the same as that in the Wizard Realm.

Of course, there were some differences. For instance, in the Wizard Realm, there were three levels of Wizard Apprentices, but in this world, there was only one level for Mage Apprentices.

“But remember not to be complacent. The Fireball Magic is only a basic introductory magic spell. It’s easy to master..”