From Wild Mage to Wizard King

The journey to the Tower of Truth was very smooth.

After being promoted to a four-ring transcendent, even though Roland only had one carriage and brought only Hela with him, there was no pomp.

However, as long as Roland released a little breath outside the carriage, basically no team dared to intercept them.

Compared with the breath of low-level transcendents, Roland, who had completed the sublimation of his soul, had become a life form beyond ordinary people.

As long as an individual who had not sublimated, when sensing Roland's breath, would be like an unarmed child encountering a beast, and would have a natural fear.

Anyone who was not a fool would know that Roland had a mid-level transcendent.

However, as they got closer and closer to the Tower of Truth, spellcasters gradually appeared with them, and as the distance shortened, the number of them increased.

In order to avoid being considered as provoking them, Roland also restrained his breath and followed the flow of spellcasters coming from all over the place into the Tower of Truth.

At the entrance of the Tower of Truth, Roland stopped and walked out of the carriage with Hela.

Around the entrance, apprentice spellcasters and other low-level spellcasters saluted Roland.

As for why there were no mid-level spellcasters with him.

As mid-level spellcasters, they all had privileges. They could pass directly after showing their spellcaster badges, and they didn't need to queue up here.

Roland naturally returned the salute politely.

Although as a mid-level extraordinary person, Roland would not have any problem if he didn't return the salute, but respect is mutual. Since they gave him face, Roland would naturally give them face.

However, although Roland knew the etiquette of Sinar, in order to create a suitable personality, Roland deliberately chose to return the salute with the etiquette of the moon elves.

In his previous life, Roland was an honorary citizen of the moon elves, and he was familiar with all kinds of etiquette.

When Roland returned the salute and the two got off the carriage, several first-ring spellcasters in charge of inspection at the entrance also ran over.

After saluting Roland slightly, the first-ring spellcaster in the lead said respectfully.

"Dear Sir, is there anything we can do for you?"

Roland first looked at the Mage Tower in the distance with some curiosity, and then, after hearing his words, he turned his head and looked at them.

Afterwards, Roland returned the greeting slightly and said politely.

"Thank you, but I don't need any help."

Roland took out a second-ring spellcaster badge and said calmly.

"I just came down to queue up."

The first-ring spellcaster looked at Roland's spellcaster badge, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

A spellcaster without a school?

However, he was not surprised for long. After recalling Roland's elf etiquette just now, he also suddenly realized.

It should be a spellcaster who lives in seclusion with the moon elves. This is not surprising. Not all spellcasters are willing to stay in the Tower of Truth and find a place to build a mage tower. There are many spellcasters who study in seclusion.

Even if these reclusive spellcasters are born, they will be classified as wild mages without a school because they have no school certificate.

Moreover, reclusive spellcasters generally do not trust the Tower of Truth very much. Basically, they only get a mage badge for convenience and will not reveal their true strength.

In his opinion, Roland is undoubtedly in this situation.

Thinking of this, his smile brightened.

Looking at Roland, he said politely.

"Sir, if you are a fourth-ring spellcaster, you don't need to queue up. There are testing tools over there. If you don't mind, you can update your record on the spot."

Roland raised his eyebrows slightly, put away the spellcaster badge in his hand, and said gently.

"Please lead the way."

"No trouble, no trouble, please come this way."

Hearing Roland's words, his expression became brighter, and he quickly guided Roland to the camp at the entrance.

And Hela behind him led the carriage silently followed.

Although according to the regulations, things like carriages are not allowed to enter the camp, but no one would provoke Roland for such a small matter.

While Hela was waiting outside with the carriage, Roland followed the others into a room.

Looking at the test array in front of him, Roland looked at the one-ring spellcaster beside him and asked.

"As long as it is four rings, it will be fine, right?"

He blinked his eyes, although he was a little confused, but still nodded, confirming Roland's question.

After getting the answer, Roland looked at the test array, stretched out his right hand and pressed it.

Then, the array started.

Looking at the array in front of him, Roland silently adjusted the soul output and completed the test at a level that just met the standard.

Looking at the results of the test array, the one-ring spellcaster was a little surprised. He glanced at the calm Roland, and didn't say anything. He just silently took out a four-ring badge from the cabinet beside him and handed it to Roland respectfully.

"Sir, you can enter directly."

"Thank you."

Roland took the four-ring badge, nodded slightly, and turned to leave the room.

After Roland left, the first-ring spellcaster hurried to the detection array and carefully checked the test results.

After checking several times, he finally confirmed that Roland really got through the line.

He recalled the heavy pressure brought to him by the faint aura beside Roland, and Roland's sudden question before the test.

This was intentional, as expected, he was a reclusive spellcaster who did not have much trust in the Tower of Truth and was unwilling to reveal his true strength.

After thinking for a while, he came to a conclusion.

Being able to control his own power so accurately, Roland was definitely not an ordinary recluse, and his strength was likely to be more than four rings.

After coming to the conclusion, he immediately found a book, opened it, wrote down all his guesses, and sent it to the senior members of his school.

Whether Roland hid his strength or not was actually not that important.

A mid-level spellcaster who had no school and was not a wild mage, no matter which school, would be happy to recruit him into their own school.

Although as Roland's registrant, he could get a considerable bonus from the Tower of Truth, but who would complain about too much money? If he sold this information to the school, even if he failed to recruit Roland, the school would give him a sum of information fee.

And when he was selling information,

Roland walked out of the room, holding the newly-made four-ring spellcaster badge, and under the gaze of other officials, he calmly led Hela and slowly walked into the land of the Tower of Truth.

Chapter 2 will be later.