Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

“You go up first.”

Link handed Jasmine the “research paper” list and the big box filled with magic stones, instructed,

“And then directly publish the ‘research paper’. If I don’t come up later, you call Buck, Linn and have them come over, accompany you back to the dormitory.”

“Okay.”

Jasmine took the items and obediently agreed.

Not holding him back was the greatest support she could give to Link now.

“Can we talk?”

Monroe signaled his entourage to make way for Jasmine to go upstairs and then politely addressed Link.

“We can talk.”

Link nodded in agreement and willingly moved aside.

Monroe waved his hand, signaling his people not to follow too closely, and walked toward Link.

“What about it? Don’t want to join us in pulling a job? It’s a rare good opportunity, those who besiege us, forcing us to dig tunnels, and flee through holes are gathered together.”

Seeing Link’s cold face and reluctance to start talking, Monroe broke the silence and brought up the topic.

“Not interested.”

Link refused indifferently.

“Well then.”

Monroe smacked his lips, throwing a bombshell, “Heard that Hawk Lucia is trying to push a few apprentices in the Southern District who are close to the North District to deal with you and your ‘Do Whatever You Like’.”

Having said that, Monroe asked doubtfully, “Why did you choose such a strange name?”

Good fame is dangerous.

The playful “Do Whatever You Like” registration approval came down in less than two days, and has already become well-known.

It even became a strategical point for Link’s enemies.

Of course, Link was clear who Hawk Lucia was.

A third-year apprentice in the North District, the vice president of “Pure Blood Will,” and a third-class wizard apprentice.

Link figured that his assassination attempt during the two districts’ competition must have been arranged by this man.

Tracey Lucia was just an executioner.

Monroe first mentioned the name Hawk Lucia and then talked about what he was planning to do, in an attempt to arouse Link’s emotions.

He was trying to persuade Link to agree to join in causing trouble and causing chaos.

Within the academy, under the limitation of not being able to use high power Rune Objects or Magic Tools, once a conflict arises, Link’s uninterrupted witchcraft could be used as a suppressing weapon in the field.

Whether it’s a surprise attack or a strong assault, the effect is extraordinary.

Moreover, hatred will often be attracted to Link.

What a good game he has set.

“Sowhat?”

Link retorted coldly, “I won’t go even if you try to convince me.”

“Just treat it as helping a friend.”

Seeing Link’s indifferent attitude, Monroe immediately changed his strategy, playing the friendship card, “We’ve fought side by side, we’re friends aren’t ’ we?”

“If you consider me a friend,”

Link stared into Monroe’s eyes and spoke earnestly, “then you shouldn’t keep asking me to go with you.”

“Why?”

Monroe blinked, a puzzled look on his face.

It seemed that he really didn’t understand what Link meant.

Whether he really didn’t understand or pretended not to, Link didn’t care.

He simply spoke openly, expressing his attitude more thoroughly.

“We’re different.”

Link spoke gravely, “I come from a humble background, with no background, no power, no strength. I’m on tenterhooks at every step.

Sometimes, for my own benefit, and because of my own personality, I have to offend people.

However, that does not mean that I like to offend people.

A lot of things that you can do, Elise can do, Hawk, Tracey, Sophie and the other Lucias can do,

I can’t do.

You all have families and supporters,

Even if you go overboard, there is still room for negotiation.”

I don’t.

I only have myself.

Only my own life.”

Link looked straight into Monroe’s eyes, speaking every word seriously, his tone indifferent,

“If, if someone wants to take the only life I have, no matter how they plan to do

it, they’ll have to consider whether they can bear the consequences.”

When he was talking, Link did not leverage the image of Hannibal, nor did he intentionally exude a killing intent.

He was just expressionless, very calm.

But the more he was like this, the more Monroe dared not to interrupt.

A biting dog barks not.

Besides, he was guilty.

Link glanced deeply at Monroe and moved toward the lab building.

A dozen North District Students who had come with Monroe blocked the way and did not want to let him pass.

Link sneered, at a thought, instantly summoned a dozen icicles that hovered in the air.

He looked as if he was ready to fight if they did not make way.

The barefoot are not afraid of those wearing shoes.

Monroe wore shoes, but Link was barefoot.

Monroe did not want an unnecessary shipwreck.

That was Link’s confidence.

Seeing this, Monroe knew that Link was ready to make a clean break with him in order to establish his position.

With things as they were, so be it.

He waved his hand, signaling them to make way for Link.

They better not actually start a conflict.

That would be awkward.

Just threatening him a little, and you let him swagger off?”

A North District Student muttered resentfully, “Where’s our pride?”

“Alright, stop complaining.”

Monroe showed annoyance and yelled, “If we don’t let him go, what else can we do? Fight? Without magic tools, who can beat him? You, me, or all of us?”

The North District Student who complained had also witnessed Link’s fierce firepower, his face quivered, and he did not make any further sound.

He really didn’t know how this man trained, how he could practice witchcraft so slickly!

They came with great fanfare and left in near disgrace.