First, he would escape his status as a lower-class Zaunite commoner and completely transform into a respected Mage Apprentice.
Furthermore, many adventure quests that he couldn't accept before, he could now take on by virtue of his status as a Mage Apprentice.
Even, if Durin was willing, he could affiliate his name and official status as a Mage Apprentice with a certain gang; he would receive a salary of at least 6 silver lun coins every month, and in return, he would only need to help the gang handle one or two tricky matters on a regular basis.
The rest of the time would be at the Mage Apprentice's disposal, meaning that once Durin was certified as a Mage Apprentice and affiliated his name with a gang, he would have at least 6 silver lun coins coming in every month, with no upper limit.
Exactly how much money he could earn depended entirely on Durin's personal strength.
The successful casting of the Light spell allowed Durin to verify his theory: during the possession process, the Darkin had changed his original non-existent magic aptitude!
Now, Durin decided to replan his future life.
The original plan to become an auxiliary Enforcer in Piltover was no longer necessary, and his work as a blacksmith's apprentice could also stop; focusing on becoming a mage was the way to go, but since he knew almost nothing about magic, joining a magic academy would be best for systematic study.
But Durin didn't know the details of how to join a magic academy, so he decided to go to Zaun's magic academy first thing tomorrow morning to find out the situation.
Chapter Thirty-Seven: Please Demonstrate Your Magic
Early the next morning, Durin found some black fabric to wrap the small harp in layers and then carried it on his back.
He didn't feel safe leaving this thing at home; it was better to carry it with him.
After leaving the house, Durin bought a sandwich with a fried egg and ham from a stall, took out 4 copper circle coins, and after finishing it, he first took the public lift to the Entresol Level, heading directly to Zaun's institution—the College of Techmaturgy.
The College of Techmaturgy was a subsidiary college of Piltover University; the word 'Tech' was naturally to cultivate scientific research talents focused on Alchemy, continuously providing talent for the twin cities, and the lecturers were naturally mad scientists from all over.
The word 'Magic' in the latter part was to recruit children or young people with magic aptitude in the city of Zaun, providing them with a place to study; the Mage Apprentices cultivated would be reserved in advance by various Chem-Barons and hired with high salaries.
Piltover University was the same, named after the city, cultivating all-around talents, including mages.
When Durin arrived, he found it to be a massive complex of buildings standing in the South District of the Entresol Level, arranged in an intersecting fashion and looking exceptionally spectacular, forming a stark contrast with the low-rise houses only two streets away.
Towering spires, rusted steel, and greenish glass, as well as the most prominent landmark that could be seen at a glance even from the West District—the [Tower of Magic].
More than forty mages and four recognized Archmages gathered here, and the number of Mage Apprentices was close to five hundred.
As he approached, he found the entrance crowded with people; of course, many were not students of this college, they were just there for the excitement, or were selling artworks, breakfast, or even pickpockets...
Overall, it was in the shape of a tower, with an exterior full of technological flair, rising towards Piltover, cultivating all the Mage Apprentices in Zaun.
The College of Techmaturgy was a strictly restricted academy that did not allow students to enter or leave easily. This college was built with investments from the Chem-Barons, so security was naturally handled by elite thugs from the underworld syndicates to ensure that academic activities could proceed normally.
"Stop right there!"
Just as Durin approached, he was blocked by a burly man who was leaning on a Pudao, looking Durin up and down with an unfriendly expression.
Finally, his gaze locked onto something behind Durin's back—was there something there?
His eyes instantly turned hostile as he raised the Pudao in his hand and asked, "What is that on your back? Is it a bomb?"
"Who are you!"
"Why have you come here?"
The burly man's barrage of questions, combined with his hostile tone and gaze, made it seem as if he were ready to hack Durin down without another word.
Durin answered directly, "Don't be nervous. What I'm carrying is a harp, not a bomb. I know some tricks, and I've come here to certify for the qualification of a Mage Apprentice."
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