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Chapter 219: Chapter 145: “Mage Realm” and “Simulation Ends” (Seeking Subscription) _3

Milton Cheney knew it was impossible to make waves in this world, and even leaving a mark that belonged to him was rather unlikely.

“Next time, I must find a smaller world; the Mage Realm is too outrageous.”

“If the Mage Realm and Wizard Realm go to war, I doubt the Wizard Realm could withstand it.”

Milton muttered to himself.

The longer he lived in this world, the more he understood its strength.

The mages of this world never hoarded knowledge, and even commoners could potentially become mages.

Level 6 Mages, and even Level 7 Mages would write their autobiographies for future generations to read. This would never be possible in the Wizard Realm.

The number of mages in this world was an astounding figure.

“In this life, I will quietly cultivate the path of the mage. If I can become a Level 4 Mage, then this world would be worthwhile.”

Milton made up his mind and then began cultivating his magical power.

Time passed, and twenty years went by.

“Mentor, my cultivation speed has slowed down recently, it feels somewhat stagnant,”

Milton looked at Uncius and said.

Upon hearing Milton’s words, Uncius let out a wave of magical power that attached itself to Milton’s body.

A moment later, he said, “There are no abnormalities. You were cultivating too fast before, now this is the normal speed.”

Uncius was somewhat amused.

He had thought it was a serious issue, but after examining Milton, he realized that the amplification brought on by his talent had simply faded.

This was quite normal, the amplification disappears after becoming a Mage Apprentice.

The fact that his student maintained the amplification until becoming a Level 1 Mage was a testament to his high talent. “Okay, Mentor, I understand.”

these words, Milton nodded

already understood this in

was still at Level 1. Although he was somewhat

into this world, Milton had no

of the Mage,

world, where the levels were

chosen for himself. He would have to endure through this life even if it brought

were forced to commit

a golden opportunity, and he always cherished

next time, he definitely would not choose a world of such high level

the peak were the Level 8 Mages. Milton thought that perhaps his identity

him, perhaps because

passed, and thirty years

to the

familiar academy,

fifteen years he was away from the Owl Academy, Milton truly experienced how outrageous this

small city was a Level 2 Mage. The weakest

Realm, Level 2 and Level 3 Mages were

“Ireland, you’re back.”

“Mentor!”

appear beside him, Milton said

great respect for his mentor in this world.

Level 2

on

“Good!”

unmistakable joy in

pleased for

a few years, yet his student had already

twenty years, thirty

two hundred years,

Dean’s Office of the Owl

Milton sighed softly.

this a limitation imposed on

to himself, ceasing his magical

attempts. But ever since he became a Level