NOVEL WEB Ch. 69
Chapter 69
Traveling with Migratory Birds
The Tier-1 wizard apprentice's witchcraft models were limited. Usually, one could only master one or two spells, making it difficult to cover all aspects, thus requiring a team to compensate for shortcomings.
Drawing from her experience playing MMORPGs in her previous life, Lucy knew that a team with strong crisis management capabilities needed at least a "holy trinity" composition healer, tank, and damage dealer.
Beyond that, there could be additional roles such as off-tank, control, pulling, scouting, and burst damage.
Currently, in her team, she could barely take on the roles of damage dealer and burst attacker, Talia was responsible for control, and Meiwa Ferguson served as the healer. Only the most crucial front-line tank was missing.
Finding a suitable wizard to fill this position within the Tower was no easy task.
However, with the "Silverleaf Awakening Potion" in her possession, Lucy came up with a solution: selecting a suitable candidate from the apprentice trainees who had not yet advanced.
Through Senior Leticia's introduction, she quickly locked onto a target.
Bren Marques.
A trainee of the Earth Element branch of the Elemental School, with Mental Strength of 8.5. The first Tier-1 witchcraft he was studying was called "Mud Molding Heavy Armor", which allowed him to cover his body with earth to form a thick layer of armor, providing excellent defense.
Although Leticia described him as somewhat dull, the fact that he had safely passed two years of the protection period indicated that he was not as simple as he appeared.
When Leticia brought Lucy to meet this tall trainee, who resembled a knight more than a wizard, he agreed to the invitation almost immediately.
After all, in the Tri-Tower Tournament, trainee apprentices like Bren usually struggled to find a team, and even when they did, they often became cannon fodder.
Having recruited Bren, Lucy did not return to the morgue but went back to her dormitory.
The study of over ten thousand root characters recorded in the "High Elvish Introductory Dictionary" was nearing completion, and she intended to make a final push.
Five sandglasses later.
The final character was committed to Lucy’s memory.
She closed her eyes and reviewed the knowledge of 'High Elvish' in her mind.
"System!"
【Name: Lucy Felicia】
【Level: Apprentice Trainee (Mental Strength: 15.7)】
【Meditation Method: Bramble Loop Meditation II】
【Witchcraft: omitted】
【Skills: Devouring Contamination Potion (Advanced), Silverleaf Awakening Potion (Intermediate), High Elvish (Introductory)】
【Equipment: omitted】
【Contamination Value: 38%】
【Academic Points: 66】
"Help me deduce 'High Elvish'."
Buzz!~
The familiar buzzing sound rang in her ears, and blue characters danced across her retina.
【You have successfully memorized all the root characters of High Elvish, but this is not your true goal】
【You begin to delve deeper into the study of this advanced language】
【It is said that pure-blooded elves could naturally comprehend some of these characters, but such a race has not been discovered on the Wizard Continent for nearly a millennium】
【After investing 5 Academic Points, the beautiful veil of High Elvish is slowly lifted before you】
【After investing 10 Academic Points, you realize that composite characters are not simply rearranged root characters, but are arranged in a different form】
【After investing 15 Academic Points, you discover that the root characters are remarkably similar to the magical patterns found in enchanted organs; you no longer view High Elvish as a mere language, but as magical glyphs】
【After investing 20 Academic Points, your understanding of High Elvish has improved significantly】
【High Elvish (Introductory) → (Primary)】
【Academic Points: 66 → 46】
Lucy opened her eyes as a vast amount of 'High Elvish' knowledge surged into her mind.
"No wonder this language is so difficult." She rubbed her dizzy forehead while absorbing the knowledge.
The root characters of High Elvish were not really a language, but magical glyphs used by High Elves.
These glyphs encompassed all things in existence, making them appear like a language capable of expressing specific content.
To use these complex magical symbols, one needed to construct a three-dimensional coordinate system in the mental world.
Because these magical glyphs not only had 'X' and 'Y' axes, but also an invisible 'Z' axis.
Each character connected head-to-tail in a specific sequence, which was very similar to hybrid witchcraft.
Of course, for others, even knowing of the Z-axis's existence, it would still require a tremendous amount of time to deduce the arrangement and combination sequences.
But Lucy directly deduced all the combinations through the system.
She took from the bookshelf the travelogue written by a Star Ring Wizard from the Anatomical Constructology school in his youth: "Traveling with Migratory Birds".
Flipping to one of the pages, it contained quite a few Elvish characters.
As the three-dimensional coordinate system unfolded, those originally obscure Elvish words gradually revealed their true form.
"Chapter One: Fallen God Canyon - The Migration Route of the Frostwing Demon Owls"
When the first ray of golden sunlight pierced the perpetually frozen mountain peak at dawn, I stood at the entrance of this canyon, where once a god had fallen, and witnessed the most magnificent spectacle of the migration season.
Tens of thousands of Frostwing Demon Owls were circling above the canyon.
Their wingspan exceeded three meters, with feathers as transparent as ice crystals. Natural magical patterns grew along the edges of their wings, and every flap stirred a gust of cold wind filled with ice particles.
Wind elements were abundant everywhere here this perhaps explained why Frostwing Demon Owl fledglings could master gliding within just seven days... I dissected their wings and successfully constructed a witchcraft model...
"Chapter Two: Rust Plains - The Iron Feather Migration Flock"
Beyond the canyon, the crimson soil of the Rust Plains stretched beneath my feet.
Here thrived a species of communal enchanted beasts known as Rusted Iron Sparrows. Their feathers were actually thin sheets of oxidized metal, and when flying, they swept across the sky like tens of thousands of daggers... I used their feathers to improve the Frostwing Demon Owl’s witchcraft model...
"Chapter Three: Emerald Marsh - The Symbiotic Nest"
When the Marsh-Throated Stork hunted, Needlefish would leap from its throat, using their bioluminescent bodies to lure prey. In return, the storks provided shelter for the Needlefish...
"Chapter Four: Crystal Cluster Forest - Mirrorwing Falcon"
After passing through the rift valley, a forest of transparent crystal pillars came into view. This was the territory of the Mirrorwing Falcon...
"Chapter Five: Corrupted Sea Wetlands - Soul-Stealing Stork"
In the sludge of the Corrupted Sea Wetlands slumbered the Soul-Stealing Stork, an enchanted beast with a needle-like beak that could pierce into the skulls of prey to consume their brain matter...
...
Lucy was quickly captivated by the various environments and enchanted beasts described in the book, many of which she had never heard of or seen before.
From time to time, she used a quill to record notes in her Anatomy Notes, translating those obscure High Elvish writings into the common wizard language, her heart overflowing with admiration for The Pale Scalpel.
"So it’s possible to strengthen a spell by integrating other witchcraft models into existing ones!"
Lucy's breathing suddenly grew rapid, her body trembling with excitement.
Although, as Mentor Fernando had said, this "Travelogue" did not contain any magical patterns or enchanted organ specimens.
But every enchanted beast described, every expedition recorded, offered her unprecedented inspiration and longing.
Just as the author wrote at the very beginning: "This is not a rigorous academic notebook, but an invitation from the wild..."
Any wizard apprentice who loved anatomy would yearn to travel with migratory birds after reading this book.
Late into the night, Lucy finally turned the last page and slowly closed this wizard travelogue worthy of being called a masterpiece.
She closed her eyes, as if she had followed The Pale Scalpel through 531 days and nights of adventure, witnessing hundreds of kinds of enchanted beasts.
At that moment, she was surprised to find the master’s personal signature on the final page.
She stroked that line of common wizard language as if it were a treasure.
"Dedicated to the successors standing on the shoulders of giants — Theodosius Kaike."