Since it was a party, Colin didn't look too closely, only skimming over the Knowledge Crystal before putting it away.
The knowledge contained in the crystal wasn't vast, after all, not all knowledge could be freely duplicated; the Wizard World held a strict sense of confidentiality regarding their knowledge.
Usually, the witchcraft duplicates bought from bookstores and other places would be equipped with various protective measures.
Although they weren't indecipherable.
But Atbolde certainly didn't have the time at that moment, so he only copied what he could in haste.
However, there wasn't a strong correlation between the protective measures and the value of the knowledge.
So, even though the knowledge Atbolde copied wasn't extensive, the quality was generally superior.
Especially during the quick glance just now, he saw a complete set of witchcraft named Black Mist Net.
If he wasn't mistaken, this witchcraft must be the same series of witchcraft that Yasi used on that snowy night!
Yasi's ability to enhance her own armor and control the black mist creatures had left a deep impression on him!
"Finished looking?" Atbolde asked, seeing him open his eyes.
"Mhm," Colin nodded.
Atbolde thought for a moment and then warned solemnly, "Witchcraft is not inherently good or evil, but the practice method of Black Mist Net within the crystal is inhumane, and you must be cautious, to avoid losing your humanity."
"I understand, Tutor," Colin paused, nodding earnestly.
Not having yet checked the Black Mist Net in detail, he did not know the specific methods and principles, but Atbolde's specific emphasis clearly had a target.
It seemed that if he wanted to learn this witchcraft in the future, he would have to be even more careful.
Who knew if, when using Golden Paper Limit Breaking in the future, he could avoid its inhumane practice methods?
"Come, try this flower dew wine, a rare delicacy, only a little bottle can be brewed every five years," Atbolde said, lifting his glass and pointing at the slender bottle on the table no larger than a palm.
Colin did as instructed and picked up the glass; the clear liquid had a faint cherry blossom pink tint and a distinctive delicate fragrance that subtly filled the air and reached his nose.
This was indeed different from any wine he had encountered in his past life.
Of course, in his past life, he didn't like drinking much, and during social gatherings, he often used the excuse of alcohol allergy to decline, so he hadn't tried many kinds of wine.
Speaking of which, he had only ever been curious about a few in his teenage years; words like "sauce-fragranced" or "strong-fragranced" were just something he had heard, and he couldn't tell them apart.
But this glass of flower dew wine had genuinely piqued his interest.
Colin took a small sip, and the wine slowly blossomed on his tongue, consistent with the fragrance that had wafted to his nostrils, but a more complex flavor suddenly spread throughout his mouth, making one feel as though they were in the midst of a fragrant sea of spring flowers.
"How is it?" Atbolde asked, setting down his glass and cutting a slice of roast duck leg, asking as he placed it in his mouth.
Colin gently smacked his lips and sincerely said, "This is the most delicious wine I've ever drunk."
At the side, the quietly sitting Lillian's lips formed a slight curve.
"Ha-ha, you have good taste," Atbolde laughed. "If you like it, later, let Lillian give you a bottle."
Since recovering from his injuries, his appearance was no longer as old and decrepit as before; he seemed quite spirited.
It's just a shame that the coarse wrinkles on his face like tree bark still showed some signs of his age.
"Then I thank the Tutor and Senior in advance," Colin said, smiling towards them.
In fact, if a Wizard Apprentice drank flower dew wine, it could enhance both their physique and spirit to a certain extent, but for them, as Official Wizards, it wasn't much of a use.
However, for flower dew wine, its deliciousness was memorable enough on its own.
The three of them went on to chat about a variety of topics without any particular direction.
Mainly, Atbolde shared some stories from his younger days adventuring around the world.
"...If one keeps walking west, crossing the Nolan Continent and then proceeding for tens of thousands of sea miles, upon encountering a clear, thin, and sturdy boundary, it signifies that you've reached the end of the world."
"Legend has it that there are many mysterious treasures buried there, as well as countless pieces of knowledge.
But when I actually got there, I discovered there was nothing."
"All that was there was a vast sea and a solitary huge reef... Well, the reef did have many traces left by others, as bored as me."
"In any case, that was one of my most disappointing adventures..."
Lillian also shared some unknown stories about herself and the Rudolph Family.
"... I was born after my father died, so I never really saw him. As for my mother, she quietly left when I was about twelve, and I was mostly raised by my grandfather."
"Atbolde is a very mysterious High Level Elf," Atbolde interjected. He lifted his head slightly, his gaze full of reminiscence,
"Nobody knows where she came from or why she came to Neustadt City alone. Even less is known about why she suddenly left or how—just after one night, she left Lillian behind and vanished like a ghost."
As for Colin, he simply talked about his past.
From everything the original Colin had experienced in the Holy Flame Kingdom to Blackstone Island, to what he himself experienced from Blackstone Island to returning to the Holy Flame Kingdom, and then to Neustadt City... he covered it all in summary, as there wasn't anything particular to keep secret.