My Magic Has No Upper Limit

Chapter 259: Chapter 258: Reclassification

「The next day.」

「Night Flower Inn.」

Perhaps because he had finally laid down all his burdens, Zelir slept exceptionally well.

He didn’t have any more Nightmares, either.

Zelir didn’t stir until nearly noon, when the sunlight piercing through the curtains fell on his eyelids.

After waking up, Zelir first sat cross-legged.

He entered a light Meditation to reconsolidate his Magic Power.

With the rhythm of his breathing, the Magic Power in his sea of consciousness was gradually tidied up, and his mind, which had felt a bit sluggish, became clear and sharp again.

Much of the damage he’d sustained from overdrafting Magic Power from the Source Energy Crystal Stone had also healed.

’Hmm...’

’A few more nights of good sleep should do the trick.’

Sleep was, and always would be, the most important part of a Mage’s training.

After enjoying a delicious lunch of "Thick-Cut Pork Chop with Mashed Potatoes" at the Night Flower Inn, Zelir leisurely made his way to the Mage’s Guild.

He came today to see if Instructor Manlin was back at the Guild. If she was, he could pick up his mandatory commission.

He also wanted to make a trip to the Room of Serenity to see just how far his Magic Power Strength had progressed.

Zelir strode toward the general affairs desk.

As expected, the Elder Mage at the front desk was still dozing off.

His body rose and fell slightly with faint snores, and he was draped in a thick overcoat.

’Just who is this guy connected to?’ Zelir couldn’t help but wonder.

Zelir didn’t want to disturb him, so he went straight to the door of the Room of Serenity.

The mahogany door, inscribed with Sound Insulation Runes, was shut tight, indicating it was in use.

Zelir was a little surprised. He stood outside and waited for a moment.

Before long,

"CLICK..."

The door opened.

Sure enough, one of the people who came out was Instructor Lena.

Her red hair was dazzling, and she was still wearing that stylish, trench-coat-like Magic Robe. Its tailored fit accentuated Lena’s shockingly slender waist.

According to what Instructor Lena said last time, she was now in charge of evaluating students after her seclusion ended.

Zelir also recognized the other person...

It was Lante.

He looked very excited.

"Nice job, Lante. You’ve finally become a Magic Apprentice."

Instructor Lena said while striding forward, "I originally thought it would take you at least a year or so. Your progress is quite fast."

"Hehe."

Lante gave a sheepish grin. "Thank you for the praise, Instructor Lena!"

Successfully becoming a Magic Apprentice was a worthy reward for all the desperate effort he’d put in recently.

After returning from the Monster Hunting, Lante had been in Meditation almost day and night.

Moreover, he had spent a small fortune on Magic Potions that sped up Spirit recovery to increase his Meditation efficiency.

Finally, Lante had passed the test today and become a Magic Apprentice.

Suddenly, Instructor Lena’s gaze shifted, and she was the first to notice Zelir standing to the side.

"Yo, Zelir!"

Seeing the quiet, handsome, black-haired boy, Instructor Lena’s tone lifted, and a smile spread across her face.

"You’re back."

"Zelir!" Lante’s eyes lit up when he saw Zelir, and he greeted him happily.

"Instructor Lena. Lante." Zelir nodded slightly in response to them both.

"How’s it going? Is your body recovering well?"

Instructor Lena didn’t act like a stranger at all. She walked up to Zelir in just a few steps and gave his shoulder a light squeeze.

"Looking at your Spirit, you seem to be doing great."

"I’ve been fully recovered for a while, Instructor Lena," Zelir said with a smile.

"Sigh... speaking of which, after I got your message that day, I wanted to go to Falling Leaves Town too. I wanted to see who was so brazen."

At the mention of this, Instructor Lena spoke with a hint of regret.

"But Manlin was especially insistent, and I couldn’t argue with her. Besides, Marvin used to be an Adventurer, so he’s more familiar with this sort of thing than I am."

"On top of that, the Black Stone Town Mage’s Guild needed someone to stay behind and hold down the fort... so I could only stay put."

Instructor Lena then looked at Lante, who was standing to the side.

"See, Lante? You’re always clamoring to go on adventures, but do you really think being an Adventurer is that easy?"

"In this line of work, you don’t just fight Demons; you have to fight people, too."

"The pitfalls out there are countless. Fake commissions, teammates who’ll stab you in the back, clients who want to sell you to a Cult...!"

"Even if you’re a Mage, if someone kills you quietly, there’s nothing the Guild can do. We wouldn’t even know where your body was buried."

But Lante wasn’t scared by her words.

He also knew what Zelir had encountered in Falling Leaves Town.

Besides raising his own sense of vigilance, he admired Zelir even more.

"I understand, Instructor Lena... I’ll be more careful, but I still want to be an Adventurer!"

Lante declared, full of conviction, "I won’t be swayed!"

"I really don’t know what to do with you..." Instructor Lena shook her head.

"Thank you for your concern, Instructor Lena."

Zelir said, "But... if you needed to hold down the fort after Instructor Manlin and Instructor Marvin left... what about the guild president?"

Speaking of which, Zelir had never seen the guild president, nor had he even heard of them.

The guild president hadn’t even shown up for a major event like the Monster Hunting.

"Her?... She’s in seclusion, training."

Instructor Lena threw up her hands.

"The president spends almost the entire year in her private chamber. She rarely makes an appearance. Forget you, even I can count the number of times I’ve seen her on one hand."

"She doesn’t manage things?" Zelir tilted his head.

"There isn’t much to manage. The Mage’s Guild has its own internal system for how things run."

Instructor Lena said, "If something really major happens, Marvin, Manlin, and I are enough to handle it."

"What kind of person is the president..."

Zelir couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity. "She’s always in seclusion training. Is she incredibly powerful?"

"Ah... she is indeed very strong."

Instructor Lena thought for a moment.

"She’s also an Upper Level Mage, but a very powerful one."

"The president is always absorbed in her training, trying to find her own class path and take that step toward Reclassification."

’Reclassification...’ Hearing this word, Zelir’s imagination ran wild.

’I’m still a long way from Reclassification myself, but that doesn’t stop me from imagining what it’s like at that level.’

’Just how strong is a Reclassified Mage?’

Seeing the look on Zelir’s face, Instructor Lena couldn’t help but laugh.

"What, are you fantasizing about your own Reclassification?"

"Yes..." Zelir scratched his head, admitting it without embarrassment.

"You have to understand, Zelir, advancing through each major Level is a huge hurdle..."

Instructor Lena said with a sigh of emotion.

"Whether it’s going from Junior to Middle Level, or from Middle Level to Upper Level, the difficulty of crossing that gap is no less than walking a tightrope over a ten-thousand-foot cliff."

"And the most critical factor in determining whether you can break through, besides hard work and sweat..."

"...is talent."

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