These temptations hissed in his mind like venomous snakes, trying to persuade him to take action.
"From a purely efficiency standpoint, this is indeed the optimal choice..."
"In this world where the strong preys on the weak, it’s only natural for the strong to use the weak..."
"They were slaves you bought with Magic Stones, isn’t it natural for them to give everything to their master...?"
But just as greed was about to take over, Ron’s rationality intervened as hard as steel.
"No."
He said coldly in his heart, his voice sharp as a blade.
"First, analyze the source of this impulse from a logical perspective."
Ron forced himself into an absolute rational thinking mode, like analyzing a complex Magic Potion Formula:
"This greed clearly comes from external influence, not my subjective will.
’Star Eater’s Ravings’ enhances devouring desires, which is a known side effect.
The hunting ability of the Silver Pocket Watch obviously further amplifies this influence.
The combination of both forces created an impulse beyond normal tolerance."
He analyzed his psychological state calmly as if dissecting a specimen:
"Since it’s external influence, it doesn’t represent my true will.
A truly rational decision-maker shouldn’t let any external factors sway their judgment."
"Secondly, evaluate from the perspective of practical benefits."
Ron continued the analysis to replace those bad distractions:
"Ailan and Dale’s value is not only in their Talent Ability.
They are the first relationships I established in this world, trust is a scarce resource, once lost it’s hard to regain."
"If I choose to betray them, who would dare to truly treat me in the future?
In the Wizard World, isolation means vulnerability.
A strong person without allies and supporters is actually the easiest target, just like the King of Blood."
"Moreover, their loyalty itself is a priceless treasure."
At this moment, his mind was running like a precision instrument at high speed:
"At critical moments, loyal companions are more important than powerful abilities.
Devouring them might gain temporary power, but it will lose long-term strategic value."
"Finally, consider from the moral bottom line."
Although talking about morals in the Wizard World seems extravagant, he still adhered to his principles:
"I can be ruthless, I can be rational, I can make difficult choices for survival.
But I cannot become a monster lacking any boundaries.
Betraying those who trust me is an absolute red line that cannot be crossed."
"Once I cross this line, I would start to doubt the meaning of my existence.
If even the most basic humanity is abandoned, then what is the point of gaining even stronger powers?"
After this round of rigorous logical analysis, Ron’s rationality completely suppressed that greed from external forces.
He took a deep breath, feeling the peace restored in his heart.
"The strength of will is precisely an important measure of a wizard’s achievement limit."
He summarized in his heart:
"If I cannot resist temptation of this degree, then I am unworthy of pursuing higher levels of power."
Ron regained control of his emotions, his gaze turned clear and determined again.
That dangerous killing intent completely dissipated, replaced by the usual calm and gentle demeanor.
"You’re right."
He looked at Ailan and Dale, his voice without the slightest anomaly:
"Continuing to overdraw like this is indeed unwise. Let’s end it here for tonight."
Ailan keenly perceived the change in her master’s mood, that troubling dangerous aura had completely vanished.
Dale also sensed the peace in her master’s heart, her tense nerves relaxed somewhat.
"Master, you need thorough rest."
Ailan’s tone returned to its usual gentleness:
"I can modulate some herbal tea helpful for Spirit recovery."
"Dale can also sing you lullabies."
The Sea Demon Girl added:
"The song of the Sea Siren has the effect of healing spiritual wounds."
Seeing the concerned expressions of the two loyal attendants, warmth surged within Ron.
This warmth was not because of the value they possessed, but because of their sincerity.
"Thank you both."
He carefully packed away the dangerous items on the table.
While tidying up, Ron secretly checked the state of the Silver Pocket Watch.
It seemed to show no abnormalities.
"It appears this ’hunting’ impulse can indeed be suppressed by willpower."
He silently analyzed in his heart:
"The key is to maintain absolute rationality, not swayed by emotions and desires."
"This experience is an important warning, as my power increases, similar temptations will only grow stronger.
I must always remain vigilant, never let any external force affect my judgment."
.........
Ron’s bedroom is located at the deepest part of the private residence, equipped with a set of invaluable custom sleep chamber.
This equipment was acquired after he became a Lecturer, costing a full twenty complete Magic Stones.
The entire interior of the sleep chamber is carved with hundreds of intricate calming Runes.
These Rune designs originate from ancient Elf hypnotic magic, further perfected by modern wizards.
The Rune lines are as delicate as Silver Thread, forming complex and beautiful patterns on the inner walls of the chamber.
These Runes automatically activate after the user falls asleep, forming multiple protections.
Such as Spirit barrier, Dream Stabilizer, Magic Power recovery array, life monitoring and danger warning systems.