This wizard only wishes to be a teacher

"Dean, this is the specific situation of the specialty classes three months after their establishment, and ever since we introduced the concept of a chief to the classes, it has also motivated the students. Under this healthy competition, their rate of progress has increased a lot compared to the first month..."

In Lucien’s office, the counselor responsible for the three specialty classes was respectfully reporting on some of their situations. He flipped through a thick stack of documents in his hands and then took out the specific materials of several apprentices and placed them in front of Lucien. "These are the currently recognized chiefs of the three classes."

"This is Duson Tux, the chief of the support class. His main achievement is the improvement of the concept of support-type witchcraft, integrating some ideas from integrating witchcraft into support-type witchcraft, and even with his attempts, he has managed to achieve spiritual power sharing among wizards under limited conditions..."

"This is Aimondo Cab, the chief of the defense class. He has experimentally combined the offensive witchcraft ’Blazing Technique’ with some of the mysteries of defense witchcraft, turning it into the defense-type witchcraft ’Wall of Flames.’ Although the defensive effect of ’Wall of Flames’ is not outstandingly prominent, his exploratory spirit is also generally acknowledged by the students of the defense class..."

"And the chief of the healing class is Monica Ovinson, who should also be the chief with the most obvious progress among the three specialty class chiefs, as well as the one with the highest achievements."

When it came to Monica, the counselor’s expression also couldn’t help but contain a bit more admiration, hence the introduction of Monica was more detailed.

"Although her witchcraft qualification is only third-level, she really has a talent for healing and is very willing to work hard. She even took the initiative to learn from some of the outstanding doctors among ordinary people, combining healing witchcraft with conventional medical methods, forming her own approach."

"Even though she only has the strength of a second-level wizard apprentice, with this nascent healing approach, she helped a third-level wizard apprentice perform thoracic surgery, restoring the health of that apprentice, which in the past was an injury that could only likely be treated by a formal wizard..."

"I understand, you have been working hard during this time, Somane," Lucien said with a smile as he took the thick stack of documents, "The academy promised you a points reward, and I will also issue it to you based on the highest completion standards."

"This is... this is wonderful! I am very grateful for your generosity, Lord Lucien!" In his excitement, Somane blurted out the traditional honorific used at Greybone Academy, but he quickly realized this and smiled somewhat awkwardly at Lucien.

"Right, how are the Body Refinement Wizards’ experimental class and... the elite training class doing? Do you have any understanding of them?" Lucien paused momentarily, as if he had thought of something, and inquired.

"That... The main work of these two classes is still being managed by Senior Carly, and I mainly perform some auxiliary work, so for some of the details, Dean, you might need to consult Senior Carly to understand the specifics," Somane said, scratching his head somewhat abashedly.

"What I understand is that the progress of the Body Refinement experimental class seems to be quite slow, while the elite training class is progressing normally, but the casualty rate is rather high. In the course of these three months, there have already been five student deaths and seven students seriously injured," Somane said carefully observing Lucien’s expression as he spoke.

After all, he knew that Lucien was very concerned about the situation of these two classes. Although the death rate of the elite training class was nowhere near as high as that under the old teaching system of Greybone Academy, compared to the current situation of the other classes at Greybone Academy, this death rate was still somewhat striking and alarming.

"What is the specific situation with the deaths?" Lucien put down the file he was looking at and sat upright, clearly very interested in this topic.

"Well... it’s mainly due to the life-or-death tasks each month," Somane said, looking down a bit uncomfortably, "Although we try to arrange for the apprentices tasks that are just a little more challenging than their individual abilities for their life-or-death trials, even if they fail, the likelihood of death isn’t too great."

"But after all, these task targets are mainly renegade wizards or rather dangerous magic beasts, so it’s very difficult for us to have a hundred percent control over the details. Often, by the time the apprentices realize the danger during the task, it’s already too late."

"I see..." Lucien nodded slightly. The life-or-death trial tasks were his idea because without sufficient pressure on these elite apprentices, such a cultivation method would ultimately be superficial. Yet, upon hearing of the deaths of these apprentices, Lucien still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"From now on, try to ensure that these apprentices take better safety measures when they go out. You can discuss this with Carly, see if you can try to allow these apprentices to temporarily borrow some life-saving witch tools or potions through pledging or renting, so they can carry them during life-or-death tasks."

"After all, the academy has spent time and resources in training these apprentices, and if too many die during the training process, the loss for the academy is still too great." Lucien’s hand under the table clenched and then relaxed, but in the end, he explained this way.

"I understand, Lord Lucien," Somane said, bowing slightly, and after making sure that Lucien had no other instructions, he slowly backed towards the door.

Lucien silently watched Somane leave, then he also stood up and walked towards a newly opened area of the academy.

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"One hundred thirty-five... one hundred thirty-six..."

In the area of the Physical Refining Wizard experimental class, Brando was currently struggling somewhat with a special training device on his back, laboriously working out on a set of stairs.

One must realize that the devices he was bearing were special training witch tools concocted by alchemists. They were not only heavy but also had effects like increasing the load or even enhancing the gravity in the nearby area. Training with these devices strapped on was nothing short of torture.

Droplet by droplet, sweat fell along his hair, ultimately dropping onto the stone pavement below.

Finally, when he collapsed at the top of the stairs with some difficulty, his hands supporting him on the ground as he panted heavily,

It was at that moment when a large hand reached out in front of Brando.

"Are you okay?" Edison’s voice was gentle, and with just a light lift, he hoisted up Brando along with all the various weights he was carrying. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"Senior, I’m fine." Brando, looking at Edison who was also loaded with even more training devices yet appeared much more relaxed, flashed a hint of envy in his eyes, but soon his gaze became determined again.

"My teacher once told me, if after giving your all you still can’t manage something, you might consider trying a different approach instead of stubbornly sticking with it." Edison, hesitating for a moment as he looked at Brando who had clearly reached his physical limits, still proceeded to offer a subtle caution.

"It’s okay, Senior, I understand my own situation." Brando gently bit his lip, but in the end, he stood up resolutely.

Due to the difficulty of the Body Refining Method, the number of Wizard Apprentices still persisting with this regimen had dwindled, and apart from Edison’s exceptional talent, Brando boasted the highest achievements among the other apprentices who intended to delve deeply into this path.

And the reason he had gotten this far was simple: he was ruthless to himself, extraordinarily so.

If it wasn’t for Edison’s kind-hearted nature, who occasionally gave medicines or used his own blood to help Brando recover—silent and reserved but with a gaze full of resolve—Brando’s body would have collapsed long ago under his relentless exertion, regardless of the consequences.

"Then keep up the good work!" Edison clapped Brando on the shoulder, hesitated for a moment, but still took out a piece of winter bear jerky from inside his storage witch tool, tore it in half after some thought, and handed the smaller piece to Brando.

"Eat; you’ll be fine once you’re full." Edison revealed a smile, though his eyes still held a trace of reluctance as he looked at the half piece of winter bear jerky in Brando’s hands.

"Edison!" Suddenly, Lucien’s voice came from the side.

"My mentor is calling me; I’ll head over there first." Edison grinned at Brando, then, with his back to Lucien, he quickly stuffed the remaining half of the winter bear jerky into his mouth in just a few bites, his actions resembling those of a primary school student who hastens to finish their snack before reaching their doorstep.

"Mentor..." After polishing off the winter bear jerky, Edison stood up and quickly headed in Lucien’s direction.

"If only I had the physical constitution like Senior Edison..." Brando let such a thought cross his mind, but shortly after, his gaze became resolute again, "No matter what, I can do it! Get up, and then do another set!"

"Even if... for my father..."

"Edison truly has a remarkable Talent in the way of the Physical Refining Wizard." Lucien watched Edison silently, his eyes filled with admiration.

After a period of laying a solid foundation, Edison’s talent for the Physical Refining Wizard path had truly been unearthed, and even that very difficult Body Refining Method seemed somewhat easy for him, needing additional difficulty layered on top before Edison could feel a sense of "comfort."

And with the supplementary nourishment from Edison’s body, his Wizard level had been advancing at an astonishing rate, combined with a continuous supply of potions and food rations. Just yesterday, Edison had successfully advanced to a Third-level Wizard Apprentice.

"No hidden injuries in the body, muscle energy very abundant, and even the Body Refining Witchcraft formed within the body is very perfect, very nice," said Lucien with a smile of approval and a hint of expectation after using witchcraft to assist Edison in his endurance.

At this point, Edison had broken through to a Third-level Wizard Apprentice, and he could truly begin to rid himself of the Hell Blood Serpent festering inside his body.