As the vice-dean, he naturally hoped that a genius like Ron would continue to stay at the Black Mist School, adding brilliance and strength to the school.
But at the same time, he clearly understood that the resources and environment at the Black Mist School indeed could not meet the growth needs of a Primordial Wizard.
Ron thought briefly and decided to speak the truth:
"I plan to first visit my mentor Lady Allen, then head to my homeland, the Faruk Kingdom, to handle some personal affairs. My ultimate destination is the Central Land."
His voice was calm and firm, without any hesitation or concealment.
He had contemplated this plan for a long time, and every step had been thoroughly considered.
Lady Allen was not only his guide on the Path of Truth but also one of his most important contacts at the Black Mist School;
The affairs of the Kingdom were related to the foundation of the family and the Bloodline Knight path;
And the Central Land was a place any aspiring Wizard must go through.
"The Central Land..."
Yuni softly repeated, a mix of emotions flashing in her eyes: "Indeed, it is more suitable for talents like you."
Magnus also nodded slightly, his long white beard gently swaying with his motion:
"With your talent and the achievements you’ve already shown, the Black Mist School indeed has some limitations."
The old man’s tone carried a tinge of nostalgia, perhaps remembering his own experiences and choices in his youth.
Hayek did not immediately express his stance but quietly observed Ron, his gaze deep like an ancient well, as if assessing something:
"You have probably guessed, Primordial Wizards promoted through the Path of Truth will receive special attention in the Central Land."
"Attention?" Ron sharply caught the deeper meaning behind the word.
In the Wizard World, attention often meant both opportunities and risks.
"Yes, attention," Hayek affirmed, his tone becoming more serious:
"Whether positive or negative. The rarity and uniqueness of a Primordial Wizard are bound to attract the eyes of various powers. Some schools and organizations will try to win you over with enticing offers; others might see you as a potential threat."
A trace of concern flashed in the old man’s eyes, earnestly advising like an elder:
"The Wizard community in the Central Land is more complicated and dangerous than you imagine, especially for a ’rare resource’ like you."
Ron’s heart stirred, as if he understood something.
It was like having an inexhaustible oasis in the desert, naturally attracting countless covetous eyes.
"I will act with caution." Ron calmly responded.
Hayek nodded thoughtfully, a look of satisfaction in his eyes:
"You have always been a very smart young man; it seems we old folks don’t need to nag any more."
Having said that, he stepped aside, leaving Ron alone to face the floating scroll of parchment, the implication crystal clear.
Ron slightly nodded, without saying more.
He moved towards the floating golden parchment and infused it with magic power.
Magic power imprinted with his personal mark was quickly absorbed by the parchment, eventually transforming into a line of shimmering golden text:
"Ron Ralph
Promoted to Official Wizard (Primordial) via the Path of Truth
Time: Fourth Era, Year 3721
Entry completed."
At the moment the writing formed, a subtle energy fluctuation spread from the parchment, seemingly sending a message to some distant existence.
Ron could feel an invisible force, through this contract, transmitting his name and identity into the core archives of the Wizard World.
"The contract is complete, witnesses sign." Hayek softly said, then signed his name on the parchment, followed closely by Yuni and Magnus.
When all three signatures were complete, the parchment automatically rolled up, a flash of golden light, and it disappeared into the air, as if it had never existed.
This mysterious phenomenon reminded Ron of some ancient texts about the "Wizard General Record."
It was a special archive simultaneously existing in all major schools, recording the name and achievements of every Official Wizard.
"From now on, your name has been recorded in the Wizard General Record."
Magnus explained, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity:
"Wherever you are in the Ring Abyss Continent Group, as long as your name and identity are mentioned, they will receive corresponding respect and acknowledgment."
Ron could feel that some kind of invisible force had already established a connection with him.
It was not a constraint, but a recognition, an acknowledgment from the entire Wizard World.
From today onwards, he was no longer an ordinary apprentice from a marginal school.
But a recognized Official Wizard by the entire Wizard realm, a Primordial Wizard who advanced via the Path of Truth, destined to leave a significant mark in the annals of history...