This wizard only wishes to be a teacher

"It certainly will." Lucien silently watched the puppet-like twins depart, nodding softly.

...

"How many has that been today?" At the gate of the Witch Castle where Lucien now resided, Carly watched a team led by a Third-level Wizard Apprentice leave and turned to Gagarin.

"That was the seventh today, and if you count yesterday, there have been nine wizard families that have contacted Lord Lucien, including two Formal Wizards among them," Gagarin said, his tone filled with a hint of amazement and pride.

The visiting wizard families were all somewhat powerful. The weakest family had four Third-level Wizard Apprentices, and the more powerful ones had Formal Wizards in attendance.

Each family was much stronger than him, a newly advanced Third-level Wizard Apprentice, but as one of the few subordinates Lucien had at the moment, the representatives of these families at least treated Gagarin warmly, and those slightly weaker were utterly polite, not daring to put on any airs.

It could be said that these last few days, Gagarin had thoroughly enjoyed the "borrowed authority" kind of happiness.

Apart from these wizard families who came to visit on their own accord, some Third-level Wizard Apprentices or exceptionally talented Second-level Wizard Apprentices would also cozy up to Gagarin, giving him treats in the hope of using him as a springboard to get close or ally with Lucien.

However, Gagarin had no intention of finding "competitors" for himself, and while dismissing those prospective rivals, he also felt thankful for the wise decision he had made during the secret journey.

If he had to rely on his abilities as a newly advanced Third-level Wizard Apprentice to join Lucien’s ranks today, it would have been quite difficult.

Haven’t you seen that among the family group that just left, a Third-level Wizard Apprentice who wanted to join Lucien was tactfully refused by Lord Lucien?

Moreover, even just working under Lord Lucien entailed much better conditions than being an apprentice under other wizards... With a bit more accumulation of points, he could exchange them for a Zero-level Witchcraft model he had long coveted.

Thinking of this, Gagarin slightly raised his head, a proud expression forming on his face that he couldn’t suppress entirely.

"Nine, eh..." Carly was slightly lost in thought.

Unlike Gagarin’s pleasure and relief, Carly felt a sense of urgency.

She knew the grand plan in her mentor Lucien’s mind, but now she had a shallow grasp of her own Bloodline Power. If she really wanted to be of help to her mentor Lucien, she would at least need to advance to the level of a Formal Wizard.

For Carly, the fastest way to enhance her strength now was by constantly exercising to gradually control the Bloodline Power within her.

After all, Carly was already a Pureblood Fairy, and as long as she continued to delve into and grow her Bloodline Power, driven by this power, she could smoothly advance to become a Formal Wizard.

However, merely relying on meditation or solo practice, Carly found it hard to experience enough external pressure to explore her Bloodline Power at a satisfactory pace.

With this in mind, Carly turned to Gagarin.

But Gagarin, upon seeing Carly’s gaze, couldn’t help feeling a little jittery.

After all, Carly’s practical training was meant to familiarize herself with Bloodline Power, so she tended to be a bit rough in her approach. Even though Carly offered some potions as compensation, sparring with her was still a tough task.

Yet Gagarin found it hard to refuse, appearing somewhat hesitant.

Carly couldn’t help but pout, then turned her gaze to someone inside the house nibbling on a "physical potion-large" as a snack.

Carly’s eyes lit up.

This guy was resilient!

"Edison, come train with me at the training ground. I’ll take care of your morning snack!" Carly looked at Edison, smiling while producing a "physical potion-large" in her hand.

Edison gulped down the potion he held, then stared eagerly at the potion in Carly’s hand.

But soon, Edison shook his head, muttering softly, "No, Lord Lucien asked me to stay put these days, I can’t go out and cause trouble..."

Seeing Edison who now appeared beefier than before, Carly’s lips slightly curved upward, while the potion in her hand magically multiplied from one to three.

Edison’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his mind racing.

Carly smiled as she held up her left hand, which contained test tubes filled with the appealing brown colored potions.

Six potions...

Edison looked at the tempting potions in Carly’s hands, wanting to refuse. His reason told him that in principle, he should not go out and stir trouble.

But seeing the six tempting potions in Carly’s hands, Edison felt that maybe his principles could make an occasional exception.

"Wouldn’t that be improper?" Edison spoke with some hesitation, looking up toward the top of Witch Castle, where Lucien was cloistered in experiments.

Watching Edison’s perplexed gaze flicker, then shake violently. Carly narrowed her eyes slightly.

Then, she put away the potions in her hand and opened her right hand, signaling the number "five" to Edison. "I’ll cover the next five days! We’ll settle today!"

Edison: ?!!

Carly looked at Edison, who had completely succumbed by then, her lips curling into a slight smile.

With her exceptional pharmacist talent and the racial talent that allowed her to cultivate magical plants, Carly never took potions seriously. After all, the cost of making physical potions was pitifully low for her.

The materials for making potions?

The seeds of the Blood Qi Fruit were incredibly cheap; she could mature the fruits from seeds, using just a bit of her bloodline power, which she could naturally replenish over time.

As for potions? She could make them herself, spending nothing but some time.

Edison first looked down at his hands, then raised his head to look at Carly, who had her palm open...

"I can do it not only in the morning but also in the afternoon," Edison said to Carly, his expression extremely serious.

Gagarin watched Carly and Edison leave together, high-spirited, and couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Using potions to hard smash a sparring partner, only Carly could think of such a thing.

Or is this the arrogance of a Pureblood Fairy + Pharmacist?

...

In the laboratory where Lucian was.

He was sitting in a wizard formation, where waves crashing against rocks could still be tentatively heard emanating from the activated formation.

In front of him was a small dish containing a dark purple paste made mainly from Purple Patterned Crystal Stones.

Lucian was using this paste to outline a simple pattern of a mysterious creature on his body.

It looked somewhat like a sea snail, but the head had distinct insect-like features. As soon as the pattern was fully outlined and combined with the wizard formation beneath Lucian, the mysterious creature seemed to begin reviving and slowly started moving within Lucian’s body.

The Hell Blood Serpent, which had been relatively peaceful on Lucian’s left arm, suddenly became "excited" and restless as if it sensed some foreign entity coming to "compete for territory".

It opened its mouth, silently hissing as it rapidly charged toward the region where the "Vortex Worm" was located.

However, when the Hell Blood Serpent arrived with fury, it found that this so-called "invader" was merely an insubstantial apparition.

The Hell Blood Serpent seemed to pause for a moment, its body slightly stopping near Lucian’s scapula.

But just when it was about to "wrap up", a sucking force emerged from the interior of the Vortex Worm’s apparition, involuntarily drawing the Hell Blood Serpent into the "sea snail" core that the Vortex Worm carried.

Initially, the Hell Blood Serpent struggled fiercely, causing Lucian severe pain. However, once it was absorbed into the sea snail, the intensity of its struggle visibly slowed down, and its movements also began to slow...

In the eyes of the Hell Blood Serpent, the interior of the sea snail appeared to be an exceptionally suitable hotbed for its transformation. Driven by instinct, it no longer resisted the attraction of the sea snail but actively burrowed into its deepest part, curling up into a small circle and beginning a kind of pseudo hibernation transformation within this "hotbed".

"That solves a big problem for now," Lucian breathed out softly. "But I need to get into the basics of Physical Refining Wizardry quickly...The best method would be to take on a student from the Physical Refining Wizard school."

"I’m still a bit short of reaching the threshold for a system upgrade, though," Lucian frowned slightly. He wasn’t very worried about the worship value aspect, especially since Carly had repeatedly provided him with quite a bit of worship value during her days transforming into a Pureblood Fairy.

Now, the main gap in the system upgrade was evident in establishing the "bond" with Carly.

As Lucian pondered this, he walked outside.

He felt it was necessary to "add extra classes" for Carly.

"Carly! Carly..." Lucian called out twice, but Carly seemed not to respond.

"Lord Lucian, Carly and Edison have gone to the nearby training field for special training," Gagarin heard Lucian’s call, ran over quickly, and quietly explained to Lucian.

"Training field?" Lucian was momentarily stunned, then looked out the window.

On the training field, Carly was like a goddess descending to earth, and Edison, who was being continuously beaten back, not only didn’t resist but seemed happily amused as if being beaten was a matter of great joy.

"This... is just absurd!" Lucian watched the "battle" below and shook his head helplessly.

This one-sided overwhelming wasn’t going to help Carly master any combat skills...

But soon Lucian slapped his forehead.

While Carly’s method was somewhat foolish, he had come up with a better way based on it. It would not only help Carly master her bloodline power faster but also help Edison pick up the basics of Physical Refining Wizardry.