"By the way, Master."
Liss’s voice suddenly became a bit excited, and her steps unconsciously quickened:
"I heard you’re participating in the ’Rainbow Ring’ competition tomorrow. Senior Herman said he would bring his own recording crystal to document the entire process of you earning the Golden Rating!"
Mentioning this, the girl’s cheeks flushed slightly, the tiny freckles appearing particularly cute under the sunlight.
As Ron’s chief assistant, she knew better than anyone else the astonishing achievements of her young master in the field of Bloodline Modulation.
Every time she saw those deep eyes and that calm demeanor, she couldn’t help but admire him, even experiencing some more complex emotions.
"Herman is always this exaggerated."
Ron chuckled softly, interrupting Liss’s daydreaming:
"A Golden Rating is extremely rare, and there have been very few contestants in history who could reach this level."
"But if anyone can do it, it’s definitely you!"
Liss’s eyes sparkled, her tone filled with undeniable trust:
"The dual bloodline fusion technique you demonstrated in class last time, even the director couldn’t stop praising it, saying it was the most exquisite micro-control he had ever seen."
Her voice gradually grew quieter, with a hint of shyness:
"I... we all believe you can create miracles."
Ron glanced at her, reading pure trust in those eyes.
This was a sentiment he was all too familiar with, having once sensed such emotional waves from another student.
It is precisely this admiration and trust that constitutes the purest source of blessing.
"I will do my best," he simply replied.
They reached the fork in the teaching area, where Liss needed to head towards the Apprentice Dormitory while Ron returned to his residence.
"See you tomorrow, Master! Everyone in the team will be cheering for you!"
Liss said finally, her eyes shimmering with anticipation.
Ron nodded, watching this diligent apprentice leave before turning to head home.
Developing students through the "Elite Team" method was indeed a win-win choice.
The students received better guidance and resources, while he gained a purer and more stable flow of blessings.
It all felt similar to the special attention that Soron and Yuni had given him back at the Black Mist School.
Perhaps he should consider further expanding this approach, establishing small one-on-one training programs.
With these thoughts, Ron stepped into his abode.
The sunset’s afterglow streamed through the crystal window, casting a patch of golden-red light on the living room floor.
He had just intended to take a short nap before dinner when the doorbell rang suddenly.
It wasn’t the sound of an ordinary visitor but a special magic power fluctuation, only triggered when there’s important notification.
He waved his hand gently, and the door automatically opened, revealing a crystal puppet about two feet high hovering outside.
The puppet appeared semi-transparent, with intricate energy circuits glowing faintly inside, holding a letter sealed with a silver thread in its hands.
"Esteemed Wizard Ron Ralph."
The puppet’s voice was crisp and mechanical, yet perfectly pronounced:
"The Academic Evaluation Office has entrusted me to deliver the evaluation notice to you."
It extended the letter, and upon Ron taking it, respectfully bowed, then dissolved into a cluster of light points and vanished into the air.
This was one of the unique communication methods of the Crystal Tower, more formal than ordinary magic power communications and more ceremonial.