Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Chapter 552: Chapter 152: Was it Wrong_2n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

From selective closure where one could only exit, and not enter, it was “progressed” to a complete lockdown, with no permission to leave nor enter.

Moreover, Mesopotamia University also circulated a rumor that it would contract its realm of power soon.

A month later, Mesopotamia Prefecture was completely locked down.

Warnings were issued to wizard organizations operating businesses in Mesopotamia Prefecture to withdraw early and avoid potential losses.

Given that Mesopotamia University forcefully sheltered a fugitive family from Ravensmouth College despite the latter’s opposition and negotiation, this extreme reaction seemed reasonable.

After all, any wizard who had lived for an extended time was aware of Great Sage Revo’s temperament.

The phrase ‘retaliation for every slight’ couldn’t be more accurately applied to the Great Sage Revo.

Great Sage Mitchell had once said, nearly nineteen hundred years ago, “Even two level six sages want to establish a Prefecture. Have they overestimated themselves?” This statement was something that the Great Sage Revo remembered till today.

He took every opportunity to hassle the Great Sage Mitchell and the Tower of the Great Sage Mitchell.

Older wizard organizations knew the principles of Ravensmouth College.

Despite the words ‘biology’ and ‘medical’ in its name and indeed excelling in biological cultivation and extraordinary medicine, the wizards that Ravensmouth College nurtured, at least five out of ten, were passionate about expansion.

If Mesopotamia University didn’t want to face fervent revenge from a once stalwart ally and couldn’t swallow their pride to apologize, their current decision to hunker down and avoid confrontation was undoubtedly correct.

Even if it lacked honor.

Fairy World.

The Palo Sage army’s forward base.

The tent where Link had previously stayed in the Medical Department.

“How is my sister doing?”

Renee, upon receiving the notice from Sage Palo, hurriedly arrived here. Upon seeing Link, she immediately asked with concern.

“It’s a long story.”

At this time, Link knew that a month had passed since the attack on the Rear Camp in the Desolate World.

The rate at which time flowed in the Special Ruin World was truly distressing for Link.

In the month that had passed, the teleportation gate between the Fairy World and the Rear Camp in the Desolate World hadn’t been repaired, but communication with the Wizard World Homeland was not affected.

Being aware of the tremendous actions taken by the college, Witch Renee was naturally clear about them.

From the college reports, Renee was shocked to find out that her younger sister was the special “Guest” mentioned in the prophecy.

After being unable to conceal her delight, Renee began to worry again.

Although she knew that there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that Elise wouldn’t die, she was still very worried.

Under such a state of mind, Witch Renee suddenly received news that Link Grande, who had been swept away with Elise into a time-space vortex, appeared alone in the Fairy World.

She had heard from Assad that Link Grande had a peculiar connection with the Fairy World and possessed the ability to arrive there anytime he wanted.

Since he had arrived alone without bringing Elise with him, something must have happened in between.

Therefore, Witch Renee appeared very anxious.

“Cut to the chase.”

Renee glared at Link.

Assad Kenneth, who had been quietly following behind Renee, also shot a glance at Link, signaling him not to hold back.

Didn’t he see how anxious Renee had become?

If he continued to hold back, he was asking for a fight.

Sage Palo was not interested in this matter and left the tent, giving space to the three of them to converse, while he went out to relax.

Now, what troubled him the most was how to win back Selene.

Even though events like the joint assault by the Flame and Metal Trading Company and the White Tower Alliance had occurred during this past month, Selene had never taken the initiative to show concern for him.

She had actually managed to completely sever ties with no lingering affections.

Even when forming the Potion Research Group, she had only taken the recently trained Sharia, Ayla, and Tina with her.

The pharmacists, suppose old man Morpheus, and logistics personnel who were once trained for Sage Palo were all abandoned.

Those who applied to join her were directly rejected.

Despite Sage Palo initiating inter-dimensional communication several times, Sage Selene’s responses were no longer warm like before.

The Selene who used to be completely infatuated with Palo seemed to have vanished forever.

She no longer initiated the conversation herself, just sporadically responding to Sage Palo’s questions.

Her tone became icy cold with minimal emotional fluctuation.

The state she manifested was that she truly did not want to concern herself with anything related to Palo anymore.

She just wanted to live her own life, develop her own power, enhance her own strength, status, and position.

This made Palo’s mood extremely complex.

Those who are favored are always feel unthreatened, those who can’t obtain are always restless.

Only after losing it, one realizes what they had.

Sage Palo had several times thought of putting aside his work, hurrying back to the Wizard World Homeland, having a heart-to-heart talk with Selene to resolve misunderstandings and salvaging their relationship.

Unfortunately, the Palo Sage army from top to bottom considered him as their backbone.

Sage Palo simply couldn’t move about lightly.

Let alone return to the Wizard World Homeland, even if he left the forward base by just a meter, the Personal Guard Army had to be on guard.

It seemed like now, any slight movement where Sage Palo resided would put the entire army on alert.

“I wish I could fight the Abyss Demons once more.”

A gloomy mood and no outlet to vent made Sage Palo feel very troubled.

He was actually hoping for another wave of Abyss Demon Army to surround the Fairy World.

In this way, when he was in a bad mood, he would at least have a punching bag.