Reduced Lifespan
"Good Spell."
"Thank you, young master," Morgrave said, still expressionless as before.
Ian nodded and turned to his father again.
"First Ring Wizard?" he asked.
"You can say so," Eldric replied with embarrassment, then added,
"At least he can contend with that old man Ethos for a while."
How difficult was it to become a Wizard? Even using the blood meditation method, a heretical method, the possibility was abysmally low.
"That's good too," Ian said, not entangling himself in this matter.
"Is he the only one?"
After thinking for a while, he asked again.
If there could be dozens of Wizard apprentices alongside Morgrave, that would be even better, right?
Eldric rolled his eyes and reprimanded mercilessly,
"Do you think it's that easy? All those aristocrats and their power were only enough for Morgrave. I did try to produce more, but they died horribly. Even Morgrave has little time left."