Wizards: Starting with the Refined Meditation Technique Guide

Chapter 74 Uriel's Invitation, Rejected

"We'll talk about that later."

Leo remained firm and declined Sono's invitation.

Sono gave Leo a deep look and said, "Leo, I think you have too much prejudice against the wizards of our Uriel Gathering. Uriel is a very kind and wise elder, and he is very patient when teaching his students."

"Even someone with a level 2 mental talent like me, he would teach them carefully."

Sono's mental energy has now reached 4 points.

This would have been unimaginable during the previous Esmond rally.

Although Leo saw through this, he still shook his head and said, "I'm not interested."

Sono continued, "Meet with your mentor, Uriel; he might even guide you through some wizarding matters."

Leo said firmly, "I don't need it."

"What if it's related to your Proso ancestry?"

Sono smiled and took out a box, saying, "Whether you agree or not, you can actually talk to Instructor Uriel directly."

After saying this, Sono opened the box.

A faint but threatening wisp of spiritual energy emerged from the box.

A figure appeared, seemingly in the form of a phantom.

This is a kind-looking old man.

He wore silver-rimmed glasses and a loose white robe.

Leo took two steps back, increasing the distance between himself and the illusory figure.

The phantom seemed unconcerned. He looked at Leo, a certain longing flickering in his eyes, and said, "Hello, Leo Danville. I am Uriel, the mentor of the Uriel Gathering."

"When we meet in this way, I know that you must be refusing to see me."

"However, I can understand your feelings. My teaching assistant Ryan's prejudice against the Pros people can easily make you prejudiced against our Uriel Gathering. But please rest assured, Ryan is Ryan, and the Uriel Gathering is the Uriel Gathering. As the mentor of the Uriel Gathering, I have no aversion to you Pros people at all. In fact, I actually have a very high opinion of the Pros people."

"You Pros people possess a unique talent that allows you to grow faster and better. However, this talent requires you to constantly maintain a high level of fighting spirit."

"With high morale, you will grow rapidly in both meditation and spell practice and research."

"But this kind of talent is difficult to bring out in the current Esmond Gathering. Wizard Sally and Wizard Tesla are more inclined to stability. They will train you step by step according to the usual atmosphere of the Tower of Dawn, but this kind of training cannot tap into your talents as a Pros."

"They might even restrict or constrain you from raising your fighting spirit. This will directly prevent your talent from being fully utilized and slow down your growth."

"It would have taken you almost two months to become a wizard in the Esmond Gathering. But by joining my Uriel Gathering, it would only take a month, and I'm confident I can train you to your current level."

"I will nurture your unique Proso talent to the fullest extent."

"I will give you the greatest help and the greatest freedom, so that you can unleash your unique Proso talents without any constraints or worries."

Leo said, "I'm sorry, Wizard Uriel, but I think Wizard Sally and the others have already taught me quite well."

"He taught you very well? In what way?"

Uriel smiled and said, "Leo, as a wizard, your vision is insufficient. In fact, you embarked on the wrong path when you chose potions as your major."

"You are a Protoss, you don't need to choose Potions, and you shouldn't choose Potions. Potions is simply a waste of your talent as a Protoss."

"What you need is to fight, fight, fight constantly, choose a target to fight."

"What you need are weapons and armor to arm yourself, not to sit in a lab fiddling with bottles and jars."

Uriel's tone was full of disdain for the teaching methods of Sally and Tesla.

In his view, Leo's choice of potion-making was proof that Sally and Tesla were not suitable to teach Leo.

"Of course, I know it will put you in a difficult position to make a decision right away. So don't rush to answer me. I will give you plenty of time to think about who is truly the right person to mentor you."

"I have a proposal..."

Uriel was speaking when a voice interrupted him.

"Enough, Wizard Uriel."

Leo looked up.

Sally the Wizard came over.

Her face was covered in frost and coldness.

They were clearly unhappy with Uriel's poaching tactics.

Wizard Sally said, "Witch Uriel, Master Esmond is only temporarily missing, not confirmed dead. What exactly do you mean by repeatedly resorting to these underhanded tactics to poach new students from us?!"

"Don't be angry, little Sally." Uriel was not flustered by Sally's arrival. He said, "I just feel that a genius Prosperian should not be raised in such a restrictive environment as yours."

"If Wizard Esmond were still in your gathering, I naturally wouldn't interrupt. Wizard Esmond is a powerful, wise mentor who is also skilled at nurturing Protoss. He has personally trained some extremely outstanding Protoss geniuses."

"I have great faith in the abilities of Wizard Esmond."

"But Sally, do you and the Tesla Wizard really have the ability to nurture a Protoss genius?"

"Do you really understand what kind of environment a Prologis genius should grow up in?"

"Your constraints and your ignorance are what caused the premature death of such a genius who could have become a full-fledged wizard."

Sally's eyes grew even colder. She said, "Enough, Wizard Uriel. If that's all you wanted to say, then stop here. Leo is a wizard of our Esmond Gathering, and also the wizard who was once rejected by your Uriel Gathering."

"You're only now trying to bring him into your gathering? That's a rather presumptuous idea."

Uriel smiled, dismissing Sally's confrontational tone with a laugh, much like an adult watching a child throw a tantrum.

This attitude made Sally's expression even more awkward.

This shows that Uriel never considered her as someone of the same status or level.

Uriel said, "That's all for today. Leo, you can take your time to consider it. I'm sure you won't make a choice that disappoints me. We'll discuss my proposal another day."

"There's no alternative date."

Sally said coldly, casting a spell that sent a strong gust of wind blowing toward the small box.