After joining the "Violet Eye," Aiven was automatically labeled as official. Even if his wizard identity was exposed, as long as he wasn’t caught conducting desecration research, the church couldn’t do much to him on the surface.
Plus, with the "Iron Cross dal" blessed by the Goddess as a safeguard, Aiven’s wizard identity was no longer a ticking ti bomb about to explode.
As for whether the higher-ups in the "Violet Eye" had considered that soone might refuse to join a secret wizard organization.
The answer is clearly yes.
After obtaining borrowing qualifications, from the access to reading books, it was clear that the current junior mbers could not remotely touch the core of the organization.
anwhile, the peripheral organizational structure was loose, with not too much binding force apart from confidentiality restrictions, fully ensuring the freedom of the mbers. It’s nearly equivalent to having a basic mbership card in a gym; you can co whenever you want, all basic facilities are free, but value-added services require an extra cost.
This cost might be a certain task, money, experintal collaboration, equivalent knowledge, etc.
The higher the level, the deeper the connection with the organization, and while gaining more knowledge and privileges, individuals also beco gradually bound to the organization, making it difficult to leave easily.
Moreover, because the organization coexists with the Royal Navy Academy, most of the mbers of the association co from students in the Navy Academy, active Navy officers, and inford high-level noble families. They’ve already undergone one screening, naturally having a level of identity assurance that ensures, no matter what, the secret stays within the family!
This is also where the creators of the system prove clever.
However, Aiven doesn’t know these things for now.
Once he was certain that there were no imdiate risks in joining the "Violet Eye," and that it was only beneficial to him, he imrsed himself in the vast ocean of mysticism, eagerly absorbing the knowledge he had longed for.
"Hmm, let’s start with the ’Magic Potion Branch’ of Alchemy."
Starting with Leon’s Pharmacy notes, Aiven’s foundation naturally focused on "Magic Potion," and his long-term independent research had accumulated countless questions waiting to be resolved.
...
"I see, by controlling the technique to draw the ratio of raw liquid, the ritual of the ’Galliot Bird Transformation Technique’ can be simplified by twenty percent, and costs can be further reduced.
After a hundred years of developnt, in the last ’Extraction Potion’ invented by Leon, dicines can already be artificially synthesized, purer and more reliable than wild herbs.
Hmm, find a place to try mixing it up. The introduction earlier said the association should provide hidden experintal grounds..."
Tap... tap... tap...
In the moving carriage, Aiven seed to be resting his eyes, but he was actually continuously studying the mystic knowledge copied from the Shadow Library through the "Data Visualization" in his consciousness.
Ever since he officially joined "Violet Eye" that day.
Upon obtaining borrowing qualifications, Aiven felt like a mouse falling into a barrel of rice, continuously absorbing precious extraordinary knowledge. Using advanced thinking modes and learning thods, he learned extrely quickly.
Especially since the restriction that others couldn’t take books out was almost aningless for Aiven. The recording function of the "Data Visualization" allowed him to enter a learning state anyti, efficiently amazing.
The days of focusing on learning in the "Shadow Library" passed quickly, until today.
Whoosh——
"Sir, we’re almost at Cooper Manor." The coachman’s voice from outside the carriage interrupted Aiven’s thoughts.
Opening his eyes, Aiven looked out the window.
This area already belonged to the suburbs of New Inn Port, with continuous artificial buildings nowhere in sight, replaced by trees, soil, and various flowers and plants. The beautiful natural scenery refreshed one’s mind.
Along the road were large tulip fields, plantations, and scattered perfu workshops, occasionally adorned with elegant estates. Though not in the city, it was indeed the rich district of New Inn Port.
Aiven’s destination was one of them—Cooper Manor.
Few things could make Aiven set aside his studies and take ti to do; visiting Uncle Gel’s family was one of them.
Though Uncle Gel never explicitly said it, Aiven could guess with ease that sothing must have happened during the transition from being a Colonel Captain of a Level 4 Battleship in the First Fleet to a Level 5 Cruiser Captain in the Third Fleet for several years.
Before departing from Gabred to enter school, Aiven received the address of Uncle Gel’s house and was repeatedly told by Gel to visit whenever possible.
"Your Aunt Daphne has wanted to et you ever since she knew I found you. If you don’t visit now you’re in New Inn Port, Daphne will definitely be heartbroken."
Therefore, in both sentint and reason, Aiven couldn’t break the promise. After settling into academy life, he ca to visit as soon as possible. Though during his focused learning, more than a month had quietly passed.
Ring ring ring....
Paying the fare and letting the coachman leave, Aiven stood at the black wrought iron gate with a wooden box, and rang the doorbell.
"Sir, who are you looking for?" A young maid with cute freckles ca out at the sound, looking curiously at the tall, well-dressed boy in hunter’s attire.
"Hello, is Aunt Daphne ho? I’m Aiven Galliot, could you please let her know I’m here? She knows I’m coming."
Aiven smiled slightly at the young maid, explaining.
"Ah... alright, please wait a mont!" The young maid nodded shyly, quickly turning around and running off.
"Uh..."
Scratching his head.
Aiven was completely unaware that after the Extraordinary Transformation, his body had beco more perfect from the inside out, and so had his appearance.
Additionally, the Wizard’s ditation thod practice added a mysterious aura, significantly boosting his overall charm alongside his strength!
Previously, he hadn’t noticed the difference because he was constantly on a warship without any won around. Even in the Royal Navy Academy, females were rare.
So now it was finally showing, though whether his extraordinary charm was an advantage or disadvantage for Aiven as a Navy Officer and Wizard remained unknown...
It didn’t take long before soone hurriedly erged from the main building of the manor.
Leading was a beautiful lady in a ho dress. Despite wearing high heels, she left the little maid behind, with brown hair and black eyes similar to Aiven, imdiately giving him a sense of familiarity.
"Aiven! Is that young Aiven?"
As the gate was opened by a servant, the lady excitedly embraced Aiven, engulfing him in a pleasant perfu scent, which made his face slightly flushed.
"It’s been years, and young Aiven has grown so tall. When your Uncle Gel told you were coming, you can’t imagine how happy I was!" Daphne held Aiven’s hand and walked into the manor, as if afraid he’d disappear again.
"From now on, this is your ho. A room has been prepared for you long ago; want to check if you’re pleased with it later? Spend weekends at ho, no refusing! How can the Navy Academy’s dormitory compare to the comfort of ho?"
The lady talked profusely, leaving him no chance to interrupt.
Aiven at this mont felt like a traveler, drifting for years, finally returning ho to be nestled by his mother’s nagging. Instead of finding it annoying, he felt an intrinsic warmth and peace.
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