This wizard only wishes to be a teacher

"Kid... use that pen of yours." The judge’s old and somewhat hoarse voice rang in Lucien’s ears, which eased his mind, and he immediately understood what he should do.

Is he supposed to stand up to bandits?

No, a normal person’s first choice would definitely be to call for help!

And in such battles involving Rule Stones, his greatest role as little Calamy was to draw that great slumbering being into this fight!

"So in this battle, am I just a humanoid call device?" Lucien belatedly realized, his mouth curling into a grin, suddenly feeling that it was quite nice to have someone backing him up, enabling him to indulge in a little borrowed authority.

He flipped out a feather pen, and at the same time quickly approached the bizarrely shaped tower in the distance.

Baka buzz...

Suddenly, a somewhat abrupt and slightly piercing strange tune arose, and as these special murmurs continued to echo, the grey eyes at the top of the Altar Tower began to slowly open, shifting from a slitted state to a half-open state.

A vast amount of gray-white airflow started to emerge from these gray eyes, but this also triggered a rebound from the Dream Rules, with terrifying fluctuations descending as if to wipe the Altar Tower away directly.

However, the vast amounts of gray-white airflow that surged from inside the altar had already flown up, beginning to fiercely hinder and blur those Dream Rules, while a few strands of the gray-white airflow quickly merged into some mud rocks, trees, and even some other things, rapidly forming various puppet creatures like elemental beings.

Clearly, these puppet creatures were used by the goblin priest to buy time and guard the Altar Tower, and at that moment, the grey eye at the top of the Altar Tower was still continuously emitting large amounts of white-gray mist and ceaselessly creating new puppet lives.

"Trying to use these puppet lives to buy time?" Lucien seemed to understand the little trick the goblin priest was playing. He didn’t engage excessively with these puppet lives but charged straight towards the Altar Tower, wanting to cause disarray among the group of puppets by beheading them.

"Roar!" A mud puppet that resembled a lion roared furiously, attempting to block Lucien’s path.

But Lucien moved swiftly, adopting a zigzag pattern with his feet, and dodged the puppet.

He did not want to get overly entangled with these puppets that had no sense of pain or even a vague concept of life and death, because if one managed to stop him, the rest of the puppets would take that opportunity to swarm him.

By the time that baby was freed, he really could only be flattened and rounded by them!

Thinking this, Lucien’s speed also increased slightly. Relying on the immunity effect brought about by the Rule Stone Tablet, Lucien didn’t intentionally defend against attacks from the Elemental Puppets while advancing and sometimes he even actively received some of the Elemental Puppets’ attacks to use the force from the attacks to move even faster toward the Altar Tower.

"Get out of the way!" The Wizard’s Notes flipped quickly, and suddenly four pages sealed with the same witchcraft flew out from within.

Whirr—— 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

The moment the page was released, several tender shoots swiftly grew from the ground behind and on both sides of Lucien’s body, soon breaking through the soil and rapidly growing into thick vines that were too large for two people to wrap their arms around.

Dozens of these thick vines cooperated with each other, either entwining together to form a massive net to hinder the approach of the Elemental Puppets or transforming into thick whips that lashed at those elemental beings.

Though the method of attack seemed a bit crude and unsophisticated, it was perfectly suitable for dealing with these Elemental Puppets, which possessed little intelligence and only followed commands.

"Stop... stop..."

Seemingly aware that the Elemental Puppets offered only limited hindrance to Lucien, the voice of the goblin priest—somewhat sharp and slightly hoarse—rose up in Lucien’s mind. He no longer maintained his previous aloof bearing or the benevolence he had shown before but instead seemed rather frantic.

"Boy, do you know what you are doing now? You are insulting the great Mother of Chaos, you are blaspheming a mighty existence that transcends the rules..."

"You should know the power of the Goddess. Even if you are in the Wizard World, offending her, her devoted followers will spare no expense to eliminate you!"

"I believe that in the Wizard World, surely chaotic creatures exist, but the vast majority definitely exist in the form of specimens," Lucien coldly sneered as he listened to the goblin priest’s lengthy speech. "But what about you? Why aren’t you using Dream methods to try and tame me now?"

"If you leave, I can promise to send you out of the Land of Reality, including releasing your kind from the Wizard World. I am even willing to abide by the wizards’ principle of equivalent exchange and pay you a certain reward."

Suddenly, the goblin priest’s voice became deep and steady, but to Lucien, this seemed more like the calm before the storm.

"Don’t you want to advance? Aren’t you lacking sufficient resources? Hmmm, the things I can offer you, they could definitely tempt even the ordinary third-level wizards!"

The goblin priest continued, "I just want you not to interfere, and swiftly go back! Of course, if you are willing to give me the ’pen,’ I can provide you with a handsome reward..."

"I refuse, though I don’t trust that judge very much, I mistrust you even more," Lucien sneered, by this time, he was only a few steps away from the Altar Tower.

"You forced my hand!" the voice of the goblin priest suddenly grew fierce, he roared, simultaneously breaking off the conversation with Lucien.

The next moment, a stone plate in front of the Altar Tower suddenly rose from a flat position; above it,

were rows of text written in a script resembling tadpole-like characters.

On this stone plate, a dense gray-white stream twirled around, even distorting the text on the plate due to the twisting effect of the flow. Several characters swapped places or were deliberately obscured; although the changes were small, they had already altered the original meaning of the stone plate entirely.

"Dream Rule Stone Plate!" Lucien suddenly understood what this oddly inscribed stone was, his eyes widening slightly.

At this moment, the Elemental Puppets that had been hindering him collapsed, a massive gray-white flow emerging from them and merging into the stone plate. The plate trembled slightly while also vaguely displaying a new "rule".