Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 584: Chapter 290: Defying the "Script

Deep within the Hall of Eternity, the atmosphere of the Specimen Library subtly shifted.

Thousands of crystal sacs still floated in the void, most of the suspended figures maintaining an eternal tranquility.

The perennial silence here was broken by an almost invisible energy fluctuation, causing the entire space to gently "breathe" under the pull of an unknown force.

Several specific sac chambers flickered with a faint light, like phosphorescence occasionally surfacing on the night sea.

"Quite unexpected..."

Karen’s voice was the first to echo in the void, those silver eyes shimmering slightly, like two small moons.

The body within the silver-eyed youth’s sac slowly rotated, adjusting to a more comfortable conversational position:

"I had expected to witness a typical ’Thirty-Sixth Performance’, but instead, it developed like this."

His tone held a hint of an imperceptible interest:

"Cassandra’s comment about ’normal treatment’ truly shattered all my expectations."

"Indeed, somewhat unconventional."

Mola’s voice flowed like mercury, each syllable carrying a sense of flexibility, the blue tendrils elegantly dancing in the sac fluid:

"Especially considering Cassandra’s usual focus on the interests of the Crown Clan.

An Original Wizard who can provide pure blessings should logically be kept tightly in hand."

Varian’s sac chamber also lit up at this moment, the surface of his dragon scales rippling subtly, like a lake surface caressed by a gentle breeze:

"For thousands of years, the Crystal Tower has never let any Primordial Wizard go..."

The elder’s voice was low, yet could not hide the displeasure within his words:

"It’s either enforced contracts or various implicit bindings. That brat managed to leisurely walk through the Central Lands, truly a historical wonder."

"He has indeed gained a significant degree of freedom..."

Karen nodded slightly, deep contemplation emerging in the depths of his silver eyes:

"But everything has a cause behind it, and I suspect it relates to Eve Saint Manzhi’s ’Demon Devouring’ symptoms."

"You mean that young man can affect ’Demon Devouring’?"

Mola’s tendrils momentarily halted, then danced in a more lively manner:

"The likelihood of that is slim. ’Demon Devouring’ is essentially a rule rebound, an area even the Witch King finds difficult to intervene."

"But all current evidence points to this possibility."

Karen calmly justified:

"According to our observations, a special connection seems to have been established between Ron Ralph and Eve Saint Manzhi.

That connection does appear to alleviate Eve’s ’Demon Devouring’ symptoms."

He squinted slightly with his silver eyes:

"We all know Cassandra has an almost pathological focus on her daughter. If someone can help Eve, she would pay any price."

"Hmph, even if it’s a Primordial Wizard, its blessing purity cannot affect the rule rebound level."

Varian’s voice remained calm, but beneath that calmness was an increasingly apparent disdain: "Unless..."

His voice suddenly lowered, as if aware of some possibility yet unwilling to delve further:

"Unless he possesses some trait we cannot detect."

The Specimen Library fell into a brief silence, the three suspended figures each immersed in their thoughts.

Mola’s blue tendrils subtly trembled:

"This is precisely the most intriguing part, isn’t it? The scene we are witnessing might challenge our understanding of some fundamental rules of the Wizard World."

Her voice became smoother, like a stream flowing over pebbles:

"Such situations are extremely rare in history, but not without precedent.

Do you remember Isaac the ’Restorer’ in the Third Era? He could alleviate the mutations caused by the Abyssal Curse, though not fully heal them."

"Isaac..." Karen’s voice lowered:

"He was a special case, and if not for an accident, he would have long since become a Witch King, possessing at least two Tier One Talents.

It’s said one of them was ’Purifying Touch’, capable of cleansing various negative states not formed by long-term accumulation, including one of the wizard’s persistent ailments, spiritual contamination."

"Ron has not yet shown any signs of Tier One Talent, at least not currently."

He continued:

"But his original traits are indeed purer than ordinary people. Perhaps this particular quality produces an effect we have yet to comprehend."

"There is a possibility..."

Mola broke the silence again:

"This Ron Ralph might have some connection to the ’Traveler’."

At the mention of this name, the fluctuation in the sac fluid visibly intensified.

Even Mola, the strongest among those present, instinctively displayed a sense of awe when mentioning this name.

"Highly unlikely." Varian’s response was almost reflexive:

"The ’Traveler’s’ legacy has long been thoroughly sealed by the Court of Truth, with any related items, knowledge, or even concepts strictly controlled.

How could a kid from the Marginal School have any connection to it?"

His tone carried an indisputable finality.

But an attentive observer might notice that when mentioning the "Traveler", the scales within the sac subtly tightened, an unconscious defensive posture.

"History is always full of surprises."

Karen said thoughtfully:

"I cannot deny this possibility, though the probability is extremely low.

After all, Ron’s rise itself defied many conventional probabilities.

From a Sixth-class Star to an Original Wizard, this leap was near miraculous."

"Regardless, he is destined to be a variable."