Chapter 87 (2/2)

Warwick was clearly troubled. He fully extended his five fingers and said, “From today onward, everyone will have to write five magic scrolls per day, for a total of 20 days. Our Mage Tower was assigned to write 800 Level-0 Magic scrolls. I will also help with the writing.”

Link immediately understood. There were only seven apprentices in charge of writing magic scrolls in the Mage Tower. With the addition of Warwick, that would be eight. To be able to complete 800 scrolls in 20 days, that would mean 100 scrolls per person, thus five scrolls per day.

However, the Mana and energy of the apprentices were limited. The more scrolls they wrote, the higher their chance of failure due to fatigue. Five magic scrolls per day was a huge burden for a low-level Magician’s Apprentice.

As a high-level Magician’s Apprentice in charge of magic scrolls, Warwick would then have to personally fill in the gaps if the low-level apprentices could not perform.

Warwick felt terrible simply thinking about the days ahead.

Link had an idea. “Are there any specific requirements for the scrolls?” he asked.

“Yes. The army only wants Lesser Sharpness and Lesser Armor supporting magic scrolls.”

“But I only know Lesser Armor.”

If Link had said that he already mastered both spells, it would cause a great ruckus in the Mage Tower. Mastering a Level-0 spell in two weeks seemed just about right.

“What? You learned Lesser Armor?” Warwick’s eyes lit up. He did not factor Link into his calculations because Link had only been writing Earth Spike scrolls all along.

“I just mastered it, and I’m still not too used to them yet. I am afraid of announcing it.” Link stuck out a finger and tapped himself lightly. After one second, a pale green glow enveloped his body.

This was indeed the Level-0 spell, Lesser Armor.

Warwick was at a loss for words.

“It’s fine, completely fine, just practice more and you will get used to it. Ha, what good news!” That meant a total of nine people will be participating, Warwick felt a weight lifted off his shoulders.

When Derek was done speaking, Warwick assembled the apprentices and announced, “Time is tight and we have a lot of scrolls to make. Begin as soon as possible.” He distributed 10 blank scrolls and a bottle of silver ink to everyone.

All the apprentices sighed while they collected their ink and scrolls. Link, on the other hand, kept silent. He was not the slightest bit anxious about the creation of magic scrolls and went back to his room to read.

As for the magic scrolls, he would get to it after he was tired of reading and ran out of inspiration for his thesis; it was simply an easy task.

All good news is usually accompanied by bad news. The next day, an accident occurred. Two magic apprentices were too nervous about the scroll writing task that they burned the midnight oil in an attempt to complete them. Due to extreme fatigue, they made mistakes and caused their Mana to rebound back to their bodies, dealing serious internal damage. While they were still alive due to the relatively low-level of their Mana, they would need about a month to recover. These two apprentices were not allowed to use magic for the whole month.

As such, the number of people writing the scrolls was reduced to a pathetic seven, with one of them being Link, a newbie to the spell. Warwick simply wished no more accidents would happen!

“Five scrolls a day, nothing more, if you feel tired do not force yourself to complete the mission. I will think of a way!” Warwick was afraid his apprentices would overwork and kept emphasizing the issue of health.

On the other hand, Warwick himself was going insane from writing magic scrolls in fear that the order would not be met. He actually wrote eight scrolls in one night, at the expense of his concentration and sanity.

Warwick even planned to purchase some scrolls from the market to make up the numbers. However, the magic scrolls in the market had already been bought up by the army. Even if he wanted to pay royalties for the scrolls, they were nowhere to be found.

What a pitiful guy. Link felt sorry for him and decided to lend him a hand. He could also use this chance to create waves in the Mage Tower.