"The Slov Royal Family?" Carl asked. "Senior, do you possess the bloodline of a Duke?" "Yes." Vulcan stood up, his immense frame making the otherwise spacious room feel somewhat cramped. "My mother possessed great Wizard Talent, so she was sent to the High Tower. Not long after, I was born." "You probably don’t know this," Vulcan continued, "but the upper echelons of both places do interact. It’s just not very frequent, that’s all." Carl understood. To ordinary people, and even Wizard Apprentices, the two continents might seem unconnected, but it was different for certain individuals. The vast distance could not completely hinder communication between personnel. "Come!" Vulcan picked up a piece of paper and handed it over. "Take this test." A test? Carl stared at the dense text and intricate patterns on the paper, a familiar sense of dread washing over him. Are you kidding me? he thought. After transmigrating to this world, do I still have to take exams? "There’s no helping it; this is the rule of the High Tower." As if he sensed the complex emotions in Carl’s eyes, Vulcan shrugged and explained, "I need to give you a score and record it, so the people at the Six Rings Tower can get a better understanding of you." "This test was created by Sir O’Finner of Bailey Intelligence fifty years ago. If we were on the Kaliem Continent, I’d be worried you might have encountered it before." "Although it’s an old test from fifty years ago, it covers a broad range of fundamental knowledge and is quite classic. I believe it’s very suitable." "Senior," Carl asked, "has Oma taken it too?" "Of course," Vulcan shrugged. "She took the same test. Since you two haven’t met, you don’t need to worry about the questions being leaked." "What was her score?" "I’ll tell you after you’ve taken it." "..." Carl sighed helplessly. "Fine!" He took the paper, sat down at the desk, summoned a quill, and lowered his head to examine the test. The first section consisted of ten multiple-choice questions. The Magic Creature, Howl-deer, possesses both water and fire attributes. To which of the following categories does its bloodline structure belong? Which of the following was not an ancient magic empire? Ravendy’s Flame Inferno and the Storm Lord’s Roar are both Second Circle Magic. The difference between them is... Carl swallowed hard. The hovering quill trembled slightly, and beads of sweat involuntarily formed on his forehead. A sense of bewilderment, like an elementary school student staring at a university exam paper, welled up inside him. Following the multiple-choice section were twenty short-answer questions. Please list methods for solving the Enigmatic Maze of Thanos (at least three, without using knowledge beyond the First Ring). Please detail the pros and cons of the Life Concealment Technique. Intruding into the mind and weaving memories: Discuss their practical application in nightmare-type witchcraft... Carl’s forehead was beaded with sweat. He pondered for a long while before the suspended quill slowly marked an option. Carl stood before the desk, head bowed, like a student awaiting a scolding as he watched Vulcan grade the test. You could tell Vulcan was not pleased. His expression was somewhat gloomy, or perhaps resigned. "Seventeen points!" Vulcan tossed the paper back, rubbing his forehead. "I suspect you guessed one of the multiple-choice questions correctly. Your foundational knowledge... is simply too poor!" "The test is out of one hundred points, with sixty needed to pass. Many of the Six Rings Tower’s Basic-level Wizard Apprentices would likely score better than you." "...Yes," Carl forced a chuckle. "I will work hard." "It’s no surprise your foundational knowledge is weak," Vulcan shook his head. "After all, you come from the Eastern Kingdom Continent, where witchcraft knowledge is scarce. But you also... Never mind!" He waved his hand, somewhat resigned, and said, "Fortunately, you have some talent in practical application. It seems you aren’t suited for theoretical research but rather for applied exploration, especially in Bloodline Magic and refining potions. You managed to scrape by with a few marks there, likely by sheer luck." "By the way," Vulcan added, "that Oma, she scored thirty-two points." Thirty-two points? Carl breathed a sigh of relief. Neither of them had passed; they were truly companions in misfortune. His own seventeen points didn’t seem quite so abysmal in comparison. His time in the Wizard World had been too short, after all; his knowledge base was insufficient. This was inevitable. "Well then." Sitting up straight, Vulcan spoke earnestly, "As a disciple of the Six Rings Tower, after advancing to an Official Wizard, you can freely choose two One-Circle Witchcraft spells to practice." "Here’s the list. What do you choose?" He waved his arm, and several Magic Papers filled with witchcraft listings hopped and skipped over to Carl. One of them jumped particularly high, as if desperately wanting to be chosen. Follow current novels on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝔫𝔢𝔱 "Senior," he asked after thinking, "is this all?" "Isn’t that enough?" Vulcan laughed. "There are over two hundred types of One-Circle Witchcraft, covering various schools and branches. All are refined, top-quality versions. Not many institutions across the entire Kaliem Continent could offer such a selection." "No," Carl shook his head. "I just feel... as the preeminent power on the Kaliem Continent, the Six Rings Tower should have some more unique witchcraft." "Hah..." Vulcan waved his hand, and the Magic Papers hopping on the desk immediately stilled. "You are both very clever." "Besides these common One-Circle Witchcraft spells, there are indeed some special ones, but you need to spend Magic Stones to select them." You? Carl noted the word choice. This meant Oma had asked this question too. But if they were available, why not present them directly? If I hadn’t asked, wouldn’t I have missed out? He didn’t realize that this, too, was a form of test—a test to see if newcomers would probe deeper into the catalog.