Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy

Gasca caused trouble repeatedly and Pidel was unable to contain the restlessness in his heart. His blond hair fluttered unintentionally, and the golden light climbed up in segments, raising the temperature nearby incrementally.

"Be careful." Two guards stepped forward and positioned themselves in front of Gasca, watching Pidel as if facing a great enemy.

"It's not fair to be two against one, count me in if there's a fight." Kang Mang seized the opportunity to step forward and stand firm. His temper was obviously not any better; he remembered clearly that initially, they had mocked him and Doug.

He stood beside Pidel, one displaying fiery anger and the other a chilly gaze, leaving Locke behind them.

Locke moved his eyebrows speechlessly, wondering if not stepping forward would seem disloyal given the circumstances, yet he hoped his boss wouldn't blame him.

He glanced at the Silkworm Queen on his shoulder, who gave him a heavy nod.

"Even though this guy is somewhat foul-mouthed, he's still a person. Adding me makes it three against three, fair and square," Locke said, suppressing the excitement in his heart as he stepped forward to stand in line with the others.

Watching the overly arrogant servant in front of him, Gasca's anger was fully ignited, his chest heaving with fury.

This scene was clearly observed by the people around, and many sorcerers frowned, disatisfied with the servant's audacious attitude towards sorcerers. No one on the scene noticed that Locke and his companions were body doubles, which just goes to show that not all body doubles are the same.

Just when the situation was about to explode, members of the Belizi family arrived.

"Gentlemen, has my Belizi family been lacking in hospitality? If so, please forgive us."

"How could that be, Lord Solomon?"

"Lord Solomon, may your sorcerous fortune thrive."

It was the host of the banquet, Solomon, who arrived amidst congratulatory and flattering remarks and moved towards the location of the conflict. The crowd around tactfully dispersed.

"Solomon, your timing is perfect. These servants don't even consider sorcerers worthy of their eyes, displaying reckless audacity. You can't just pretend nothing has happened," Gasca spoke up first.

Locke and his companions didn't say much, merely nodding towards Solomon.

Pidel was a secret method body double of Solomon, with just a thought, Solomon understood everything that had happened, no need for further explanation.

"Presumptuous!" Solomon said, his face darkening.

"Yes, indeed too presumptuous," Gasca echoed.

"Sorcerer Gasca, you should address a higher-level sorcerer with honorifics. I needn't teach you this, surely? Don't think that just because you're from Botta Blood Plain, you can ignore the rules of the sorcerer world," Solomon said sternly.

"You—I've seen Lord Solomon," Gasca was suddenly choked up, his face turning red, finally stuttering the words.

"So, about them—"

"The sorcerer world not only follows rules but also reason. You know what's right and wrong, no need for me to repeat it, right?"

"Hmph! Just you watch."

Gasca realized Solomon was undeniably biased towards his own servants. Continuing the argument would bring him no benefit, so he angrily glanced at the trio before him and turned to leave with his guards.

Solomon made no move to stop him.

"I've heard Sorcerer Ivan is breeding boats that traverse magma, is that true?" Solomon spoke to Locke as if he hadn't taken the previous incident to heart.

"Uh—yes."

Locke was startled; this matter was barely known, could it be that the chancellor had leaked it—right, Pidel had mentioned earlier that Solomon had met a significant figure.

"I have some insights on that, please pass them on to Ivan later."

"No problem, you're too kind."

Taking the rhombic crystal handed over by Solomon, Locke realized belatedly that the other party was likely trying to smooth things over, given that he had encountered such a scene upon arrival, which was frustrating.

Solomon, being a person of decorum, also had arrangements for Kang Mang.

Afterwards, Solomon strode away since he was the protagonist of today's banquet and there was a lot to attend to, leaving only Pidel with the two.

"That person just now, which family is he from? Being so arrogant on someone else's turf," Locke asked curiously, and Kang Mang was also quite concerned.

The fact that Solomon had some apprehensions meant it wasn't merely because the other side was from Botta Blood Plain.

"The Beiximo family, a top-tier family with a Level 4 Sorcerer," Pidel disclosed without concealment.

"I see."

A family possessing a Level 4 lord had the right to be called a "royal family," with descendants of royal bloodlines.

Gasca indeed had the capital to be arrogant.

"There's no need to worry, Beiximo is an old, established family with many members, some successful, some not. Gasca falls into the latter category. Under normal circumstances, the Beiximo family wouldn't make a big fuss over Gasca," Pidel added.

Locke and Kang Mang nodded, not taking it too seriously since they hadn't offended a Level 4 Sorcerer themselves.

The three chatted intermittently as time slowly passed.

Inside the brocaded courtyard, the farce that unfolded did not affect the atmosphere of the venue—the celebration went on as usual, with Solomon undoubtedly the most glorious person there.

As for Gasca, he showed up again later but with Dira by his side.

Locke noticed that the gazes of the couple occasionally fell on the three of them, seemingly with ill intentions.

It wasn't until the day after the banquet ended that he found out their intentions were indeed malevolent. He received a message from Kang Mang, who claimed he had been attacked and advised Locke to be cautious on his way back.

However, Locke encountered no one blocking his path on the way home.

Among the three of them, it seemed the attackers had chosen Kang Mang, the "soft persimmon," which made him chuckle to himself.

...

East Capital East Blade City.

After Locke returned to Rapid Wood Tower, he immediately reported his experiences at the celebration and handed the rhombic crystal to Ivan.

"Boss, I didn't cause any trouble this time, did I?" he asked, somewhat nervously after narrating everything.

"Are you talking about that Level 4 Sorcerer's affair?"

"Yes."

"That's nothing serious; it's as if nobody has any support," Ivan joked, not taking it seriously.

"Hehe, I knew you would agree with what I did," Locke felt relieved, then added, "Boss, do you think those two had other motives, or were they just venting or disliking someone on sight?"

"Probably for the Secret Method Body Double."

Upon hearing this, Ivan pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

The more he learned about the sorcerer world, the broader his horizons became, and the more he could appreciate the exceptional nature of 'One Body Multiple Manifestations,' which was unearthed by someone great from ancient texts within the Five Leaves Spear.

What was even more admirable was that this individual had not kept it hidden.

Instead, it was generously shared among the members of the Five Leaves Spear, bringing tremendous benefits to each official member.

On this point, he had profound personal experience.

Last time, Dira didn't gain the upper hand at the Rainbow Pit and noticed something unusual about his group; it was not surprising that their interest in the Secret Technique grew, nor was it surprising that this discovery was shared with the fiancé.

"So that's it. No wonder they made trouble for no reason at the banquet; they had ulterior motives." Locke realized, then began to curse,

"To think he's from a top-tier family, yet coveting someone else's secret techniques, he must have been fathered by his father's servant and raised on others' leftovers and crumbs—" Your adventure continues at My Virtual Library Empire

"Alright, you've had a long and tiring journey, go rest,"

Ivan smiled and cut him off, dismissing him with a wave of his hand.

As he was leaving, Ivan had already probed the rhombic crystal given by Solomon with his spiritual power, revealing a wealth of insights on semi-biological construct techniques.

With the example of the Solar Gold Boat, these insights were far from trivial.

"Solomon has thoughtful intentions."

Ivan praised internally, with this knowledge, he could save a lot of time and efforts.

In another half a month, when the energy inside the Flame Demon Scorpion eggs further harmonized, he could directly integrate it into the materials for his constructs, without needing to wait for the actual hatching of the scorpion.

Actually, after several months of teaching, the consciousness of the Flame Demon Scorpion had significantly enhanced and it had already started to learn the Insect Breathing Method.

Once the swamp ants put in more effort, he could progress to the next step.

Meanwhile, Helen was also making steady progress. It wouldn't be long before she could initiate her advancement, and by then, there would likely be another Undead Sorcerer emerging.