Constructing-Style Wizard

If Noland’s Soul Strength is abundant, he could temporarily store his rewards of silent power with Erica, and activate them whenever needed in the future.

Other Silent Witch students are treated the same way.

Acquiring silent power through the course is quite limited. To cultivate Meditation more quickly, one has to invest in Soul Strength. Noland estimated that when he practices Meditation in the future, he would primarily consume his Soul Strength, complemented by the silent power.

As Noland was concentrating on reading the Contract, a flapping sound suddenly came from the window.

He raised his head and saw the parrot messenger perched on the stand, flapping its wings twice, adjusting its stance, and maintaining a crooked expression while staring at Noland.

The parrot was quite large, about 30 centimeters tall, with colorful feathers all over its body, and its head adorned with blue curved crown feathers pointing towards the sky.

Because Noland glanced at it, this lively little guy swung his head twice, adorably and mischievously called out:

“Yo-ho~ What a cute parrot~”

Noland’s mouth twitched.

Parrots love to mimic human speech.

The words that this guy was muttering now were probably from the wizard students who had come to the study to find the professor.

Noland ignored it and buried his head in the Contract again.

Seeing that Noland wasn’t paying attention to it, the parrot became excited. It flapped its wings and flew to Noland’s desk, tilting its head, leaning forward, stretching its head out in front of Noland, blocking the Contract.

“Little cutie, little cutie, look at me, look at me. Yoo-hoo~ Cute parrot~”

Noland sat up straight, looking helplessly at the other party:

“Hey, I need to read the Contract, don’t mess around.”

“I don’t want to read, I don’t want to recite, magic knowledge is too boring.” The parrot, imitating a wizard student’s words, hopped and chattered on the tabletop:

“Reading, boring! Play with me, little parrot! I have something good to eat!”

Noland was stunned.

The Deconstruction Consumption of this parrot was quite high, reaching 40,000 points. Its intelligence level was definitely not ordinary.

From its performance, this fellow could understand human speech, and even communicate with people using the words it had learned.

It was now using the words it had learned to express its own thoughts, trying to get Noland to play with it.

Noland blinked and thought of the “something good to eat” mentioned by the parrot.

He subconsciously touched the back of his left hand, intending to find some canned food or something from the Blood Haven to satisfy the parrot’s cravings.

But there was nothing there, no Array/Formation on the back of his left hand.

Only then did Noland remember that he had entered the Court of Silence in the form of consciousness.

This illusory body created by the Illusion Magic didn’t have anything on it other than covering clothes. The Blood Haven did not come with him here either.

It was said in the Contract that the “Court of Silence” is a sub-dimensional plane that Erica had bought from Hotams using the legacy of the kingdom.

She had researched and transformed this plane, carefully weaving a set of rules for the plane, allowing authorized people to enter it with their consciousness. In the Court of Silence, only she, the plane master, could freely use magic, while all other people could only use specific spells.

Noland had not yet learned to create little snacks with spells.

The gluttonous parrot in front of him was bound to be disappointed.

“I didn’t bring any food, little guy.” Noland shook his hand and said:

“Why don’t you wait for a while? Wizard students will come to play with you after class. Then you can ask them for something to eat.”

The parrot shook its body, seemingly dissatisfied. Its beady black eyes stared at Noland, and it chattered:

“I’ll perform a trick for you~ Little parrot~”

Noland slapped his forehead:

“Alright, I’ll do one for you. After that, fly back to the perch because I need to read the Contract.”

Noland called up the spell list in his mind.

Most of the spells were marked as “temporarily unavailable,” with only “Breath of the Dead,” “Soul Shield,” and “Mental Shield” being usable.

Noland Lee sketched a spell blueprint and turned himself into a skeleton.

The parrot flapped its wings in delight, giggling like a duck:

“Wow~~~ Isn’t this trick quite fantastic, little parrot~ I learned it right away~”

Noland Lee returned to human form, shielding the contract so the other’s wings wouldn’t blow it onto the desk:

“Alright, little thing, I’m going to read the contract now, keep quiet.”

The parrot retracted its neck sneakily, hugged its wings against its body, and whispered:

“Shh shh shh… Don’t make any noise, be good. I need to go… Don’t let Erica find out I’ve been here…”

Noland Lee sighed, wondering which mischievous Wizard Student had been secretly playing with the parrot.

The parrot stared at Noland Lee for a while, then flew onto a perch and gazed at the only human in the room without blinking.

About an hour later, a puff of gray fumes appeared in the study suddenly.

When the fumes dissipated, Erica arrived.

Noland Lee had just finished reading the contract three times and signed his name on it.

“Professor, I would like to join you.”

Noland Lee handed the signed contract to Erica.

Erica conjured a magic pen and wrote down her own name.

The contract was split in two, with each half entering the minds of the two people.

The parrot on the perch flapped its wings twice, and squawked a congratulation:

“Look, look, I got a perfect score! Perform a backflip for me, little parrot, we agreed~”

Erica was stunned for half a second, then stiffly turned her neck to look at the excited parrot:

“Pudding, where did you learn this line?”

Noland Lee pursed his lips to hold back his laughter.

The parrot seemed to realize it had let something slip. It shrank its neck and moved its feet nervously:

“Oh, she’s back so soon… I gotta go, see you next time for some playtime…”

Having said that, the parrot lifted its wings, buried its head in its feathers, and wouldn’t even look at Erica.

Erica’s full moon-like eyes flitted, and she awkwardly smiled at Noland Lee:

“It seems that a student sneaked in to play with it while I was away. Unbelievable. Pudding actually helped the student hide it from me. You go back to studying ‘The Voice of Silence’ for now. I’ll call you in for a class once I’ve arranged your schedule. Make sure to study the laws of the Ulnas Circle. You are a Wizard Enforcer now. If an enforcer breaks the law, the punishment will be even more severe. So be extra vigilant.”

“Alright, Professor. I’ll be leaving now.” Noland Lee nodded calmly.

Following the instructions recorded in the contract, he silently muttered “Leave the Court of Silence.”

An indigo mist quickly appeared in front of him.

Before the mist enveloped his entire body, he saw the following scene:

Erica crossed her arms and walked over to the parrot, dragging out her words coldly:

“It’s really strange, don’t you usually dislike meddling with the wizard students~~”

Erica made her voice intentionally cold:

“I asked you to watch my study, and instead, you let a student in and kept it from me. Tell me, which student was secretly playing with you?”

The parrot’s head was buried under its wings, and it muttered stuffily:

“I’m not Luna, remember, little parrot. I’m not Luna. I’m Gina Smith. Don’t let it slip.”

What a clever “puzzle within a puzzle,” this female student who plays with the parrot is quite a clever one…

Noland Lee shook his head, chuckling silently, and allowed the mist to envelop his consciousness.

His consciousness began to sink like freefall, plummeting down, far below his body.