Chapter 97 - Chapter 97: Chapter 91: 'Half a Year Later” and 'White Raven Society” _2

Chapter 97: Chapter 91: “Half a Year Later” and “White Raven Society” _2

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“This…”

The few people in front of him seemed a bit uneasy, exchanging glances but ultimately failing to provide a satisfactory explanation.

The White Raven Society has provoked you, why are you venting your anger on

Your arrangement led to their affairs, now you’re asking us where the White Raven Society comes from; if you don’t even know, how are we supposed to know?

Of course, these thoughts were only buried in their hearts and dared not be voiced aloud.

“Seems like it suddenly appeared out of nowhere; previously, no one had ever heard of this organization.”

Suddenly, a small voice emanated from the crowd.

Regretting his words at the moment they left his lips, Doldo hung his head in shame.

Because as soon as he spoke, everyone, including Alvi, focused their gaze on him.

Why are you all looking at me? I’m a little panic-stricken.

So, there truly are ones who dare to step forward.

The few people in front of Alvi looked at Doldo with a hint of sympathy in their eyes.

As expected, the next moment, the familiar loud voice could be heard once more.

“If you didn’t know before, what were you doing? Tell me, what use are you, not knowing this or that, do you know anything at all? Huh?”

Standing there stupefied, Doldo opened his mouth, wanting to explain something, but in the end, he said nothing.

Because what Alvi said was true, he knew absolutely nothing about the White Raven Society.

He didn’t know how many members the organization had, or who the Society Master was, he only knew its name – the White Raven Society.

And that was not something he found on his own, it was stated by the society themselves.

Spittle stuck to Doldo’s face, but he didn’t dare to wipe it off, appearing exceedingly embarrassed.

Fortunately, someone else diverted Alvi’s anger in that very moment.

“Lord, the White Raven Society has occupied three more shops in the northern part of the city. The ones who gave up their shops this time were from the

Luther Family.”

Upon hearing this, Alvi stopped his verbal barrage.

He frowned, his face etched with discontent.

“In just three months, how many shops in Fenn City has the White Raven Society taken over, and they’ve not shown any restraint. Aren’t they afraid of the City Lord’s return?

“In another three months, will they own all of Fenn City?”

Alvi started questioning with an ugly expression on his face.

All the people in front of him were now his venting outlets.

Everyone remained silent, and Alvi gradually calmed his emotions.

Truth be told, the suddenly materialized White Raven Society made Alvi a little unsettled, even slightly panicked.

In the end, his main reliance is his uncle, who is a Level 1 Wizard.

If you asked him how capable he was, even he wouldn’t think himself very proficient.

What disturbed him now was the abrupt emergence of the White Raven Society. There was not the slightest warning about their appearance.

It was as if everything had been calculated in advance.

“The organization wouldn’t be backed by a real wizard, would it?”

At the thought of this, Alvi’s pupils constricted.

For two months they had been searching for the White Raven Society’s base but found nothing.

They had deployed several Level 3 Wizard Apprentices, but they hadn’t discovered any trace of the so-called White Raven Society Master.

“How long has my uncle… the City Lord been away?”

“Lord, eleven months, and the City Lord is expected to come back in the next two months.”

Hearing this, Alvi finally relaxed a bit.

It might be because his uncle would be back soon. At this moment, he wasn’t as panicked as he had been earlier, as if he had found his backbone.

Two months, two months.

Two months later, I’d really like to see what the White Raven Society is all about!

As long as there was no real wizard controlling the organization, Alvi was confident that his uncle could completely obliterate the White Raven Society.

No wizard would like any other wizard organization cropping up in their territory.

Of course, except the Radiant Academy.

It’s just that their Fenn Island was so small that even the Radiant Academy wasn’t interested in it.

“Shelve any actions against the White Raven Society for now, we’ll deal with it when I… when the City Lord returns.”

As if the air had been let out, Alvi waved his hand in dismissal and spoke weakly.

Observing the people in front of him not reacting, Alvi’s face became stern again as he spoke:

“What are you all waiting for? Get out!”

Seeing that everyone had left, Alvi rubbed his temples.

The White Raven Society!

What difference would it make if I gave you another two months of growth time? Two months later will be your doomsday!

What he didn’t Imow was that in two months, it might truly be the end of days.

But, it may have nothing to do with the White Raven Society.

“Sigh-

Exhaling a long breath, Milton Cheney stopped his practice of the Meditation Technique.

In the past half year, although Cheney would spend some time each day practicing the Meditation Technique, the time spent had significantly reduced.

The reason was simple— there was no progress.

At this point, his Spiritual Wizard Path had reached the limit of a Level 3 Wizard Apprentice.

Simply put, Cheney would not be able to become a Level 1 Spiritual Wizard just by practicing the Meditation Technique.

He was stuck, a fact that was very evident in the simulations.

In the six simulations, Cheney focused on the Spiritual Wizard Path twice.

The results were clear. Even after centuries in the simulations, he remained at the limit of a Level 3 Wizard Apprentice.

Therefore, Cheney has now shifted his focus towards the Bloodline Wizard

Path.

Perhaps, in terms of potential, the Spiritual Wizard Path holds much more promise than the Bloodline Wizard Path.

After all, the Bloodline Wizard Path is a path that has been phased out by the times.

However, at present, Cheney was unable to, or should I say, lacked the ability to push himself to become a Level 1 Spiritual Wizard.

The main reason was his poor qualification.

Cheney was unsure if there were any Level 5 Wizards in this world who became Official Wizards.

But even if there were, they definitely didn’t achieve it solely through practicing the Meditation Technique. “I can only put the Spiritual Wizard Path aside for now.”

Cheney was a bit helpless in his heart.

If the conditions allowed, he would also want to advance on both paths, but the problem was that he had to make a choice now.

Even in the Text Simulation, it was difficult for him to focus on both paths at the same time.

Moreover, this slowed down his speed of progress, Simulation Counts were precious, there was no doubt about that.

He sought to become stronger, but now the Spiritual Wizard Path was weighing him down.

So, Cheney eventually made a choice, to temporarily put aside the Spiritual Wizard Path and focus on the Bloodline Wizard Path.

Making this choice meant that, henceforth, Cheney would no longer practice the Meditation Technique in the Text Simulation. He would concentrate on Refining the Bloodline.

Of course, Cheney was ambitious, but he had to hide it for the time being.

There were only six months left!

The True Body Simulation in six months would be his last attempt to become a Level 1 Spiritual Wizard.

If he still couldn’t manage it in the True Body Simulation, then Cheney would completely give up the Spiritual Wizard Path.

Until his bloodline had been refined to its extreme limit!

Naturally, the path of the Bloodline Wizard was no easy walk either.

The problem Cheney was facing now was that he didn’t have a Bloodline Refining Technique that matched the White Raven Bloodline.

He could only forcibly refine his bloodline; the problem with this method was that it was just too slow.

At the very least, the four simulations where he focused solely on the Bloodline Wizard Path didn’t allow him to refine his bloodline to its limit. There was still a long way to go.

The lack of a Bloodline Refining Technique was a problem because there were just too few people on the Wizard Continent who still insisted on walking the Bloodline Wizard Path.

There was no one with the same bloodline as Cheney’s.

In the six simulations, Cheney repeatedly sought out the Bloodline Refining Technique, but ended up empty-handed.

Of course, the lack of a Bloodline Refining Technique may have been a fatal problem for others as it represented a complete deadlock in the path ahead.

But for Cheney, it wasn’t much of an issue.

After all, the time he had exceeded just a hundred years, it probably had to be calculated in terms of thousands of years.

With the simulator, Cheney could make himself a Level 2 Blood Wizard even by just accumulating run time!

By that time, the only resources Cheney might have used would be just a few thousand magic stones and several dozens of Simulation Counts. How much time would have passed in the real world?

Perhaps only three to four years.

This speed, even after achieving the perfect Bloodline Refining Technique, could never compete with it!