The Wizard Path From The Simulator

“The fourth one!”

Gazing at the sea of fire in front of him, Milton Cheney mumbled to himself.

The next moment, an old man in a white robe appeared by his side.

The old man stood next to Milton without saying a word, his gaze also fixed on the sea of fire in front of them.

“You wanted to see me?”

Ian spoke up. Although it was posed as a question, there was a certainty in his tone.

Milton stayed silent, prompting Ian to speak again, “The Guardian Sea is not for you.”

At this point, Ian directed his gaze at Milton, looking him up and down.

A flicker of white light flashed in his eyes.

“The most suitable wizard organization for you should be the Ouroboros Ring or the Black Lizard Scholars Association, not the Guardian Sea.’

Ian stated, as if he could see through all of Milton’s thoughts.

However, Milton didn’t seem to care, his gaze fixed on the sea of fire in front of him.

Even with the sudden appearance of another person beside him, he didn’t show any emotion.

The White Wizards— the most astute community of wizards in the Wizard Realm—most meditation techniques, magic, including methods of casting magic devices, are closely associated with this group.

The Guardian Sea is the largest organization of White Wizards in the Wizard Realm.

If Milton wants to make long-term progress on the Spiritual Wizard Path, break the limit of a Bloodline Wizard, or dodge Bloodline Induction, this is the organization to join.

“I’ll give it a try.”

Milton responded softly, his gaze unwavering.

“Why?”

“Is it because of the bloodline induction? You can avoid it by joining any realm-level wizard organization. It’s not a must to join the Guardian Sea.”

“With your talent, being on the brink of a Level 1 Spiritual Wizard and a Level 2 Blood Wizard at your age, you are among the most gifted in the Wizard Realm. Joining the Guardian Sea would unquestionably be a waste of your talent.”

Ian spoke softly, his gaze straying away from Milton.

His tone was as if he was having a casual chat with a friend.

Milton’s expression remained unchanged, but he was surprised.

It was not because the white-robed elder had revealed his inner thoughts. It was that a Level 2 Wizard was talking so much to him.

You see, this Elder had absolutely no need to say any of this to Milton. Everything summed up to this: ‘Your talent is great, joining the Guardian Sea is a waste’.

Milton had seen the old man more than once in text simulations and maybe in those simulations according to the Simulator these words were never shown.

But why did he say those words to him?

Since Ian has praised his talent, he should encourage Milton to join the Guardian Sea, rather than trying to persuade him to join other wizard organizations.

This was evident from the simulation because, in the end, a Level 3 Wizard from the Guardian Sea, came to initiate his trial.

Was it simply out of kindness? Was he trying to prevent a budding talent from wasting his potential?

“Do you understand what the Guardian Sea is?

At this question, Milton nodded.

After joining the Ouroboros Ring in his real body simulation, Milton tried to learn as much as possible about all the major wizard organizations within his limited time.

Naturally, the Guardian Sea was not an exception.

Even the Black Lizard Scholars Association that Ian had just mentioned, Milton had some understanding of.

Like the Ouroboros Ring, this organization focuses on the cultivation of bloodline wizards-

“Oh? Tell me about it!”

Seeing Milton nod, Ian became interested.

“The Guardian Sea, the largest White Wizard organization in the wizarding world, is controlled by a Level 7 Wizard. The organization focuses exclusively on research and experiments without conquering any planes.”

“That’s it?”

Ian was a little taken aback and couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Is that what you call understanding the Guardian Sea? Well, to be honest, you’re not wrong. You must have gone to considerable lengths to understand these facts.”

“Nevertheless, your answer is too broad. If you summarize the Guardian Sea in one sentence, what you said is correct.”

As Ian spoke, he continued:

“Do you understand the White Wizards? Do you know why the Guardian Sea, despite having a Level 7 Wizard, doesn’t conquer any planes?

Or when it comes to experimental research, are you willing to spend hundreds of years studying a meditation technique that is utterly useless to you?

During this period, you wouldn’t have any time to practice the meditation technique or refine the bloodline.”

Ian paused, waiting to see how the young man before him would respond.

Yet to his disappointment, Milton showed no reaction.

Inwardly, however, Milton was mulling over a lot of thoughts, but he didn’t show any of it.

Spending hundreds of years studying a meditation technique with no use? Maybe his simulated self could do it.

However, in reality, the chances are slim that he would spend centuries on research.

Of course, there is no conflict here.

Because he has the simulator.

“You should consider whether the Guardian Sea is truly suited for you. If you still choose to join after thinking it over, the Guardian Sea will certainly not refuse someone with your talent.”

“Of course, the premise is that you pass the trial.”

As Ian spoke, a round token appeared in his hand.

Tossing the token to Milton, Ian’s figure gradually faded away.

Only his last sentence remained:

“Once you have made your decision, use your spiritual power to activate the token. ”

Holding the token in his hand, a glint of curiosity flashed through Milton’s eyes..