Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience
Chapter 160 - 035: Choose

Chapter 160: 035: Choose

Order and Chaos...

Lynch suddenly remembered that Avery had mentioned a similar topic to him before. It seemed that what she referred to at the time was related to the Blood Moon Day.

The Tower has been consistently enhancing apprentices’ combat capabilities over the past few years—was this preparation for the Blood Moon?

Lynch asked, "Does this mean we are going to war with the Black Tower Alliance?"

"No," Somda shook his head, "Just you."

"According to the agreement jointly established by the Black Tower Alliance, the White Witch Council, and the major Wizard Families, the war is confined solely to apprentices and does not involve Wizards or forces beyond the Wizard Level."

Lynch was puzzled.

If that were true, then the Black Tower Alliance wouldn’t seem to have much of a chance to win. After all, most of the human resource lands in the Blood Moon Land are currently controlled by the White Witch Council, accumulating countless apprentices.

As for the Black Tower Alliance, they can barely recruit apprentices throughout the year; otherwise, they wouldn’t often raid the White Witch Domain to steal apprentices.

The disparity in numbers is glaring. Maybe the Black Tower Alliance could produce a couple of prodigies, but if the power is restricted to below the Wizard Level, at best they’d reach the High-level Apprentice Level. The White Witch Domain could drown them with sheer numbers in a war of attrition, couldn’t they?

Perhaps seeing Lynch’s confusion, Somda asked, "Are you thinking that this seemingly unfair war offers the Black Wizards no chance to win?"

Lynch nodded, "The scale difference between the two sides is on a completely different level."

Somda laughed, "Heh heh heh."

"Who told you your enemies would only come from the Black Witch Domain’s Black Wizards?"

Lynch froze.

Somda explained, "The Blood Moon War has one rule: all apprentices participating in the Blood Moon Day can freely choose their camp. If you’re a Black Wizard but yearn for Order, you can join the Order Camp. If you’re a White Wizard but crave Chaos, you can join the Chaos Camp."

"Chaos and Order are decided by everyone."

Lynch was taken aback.

Somda asked, "Now, can you still guarantee that the White Wizards will definitely emerge victorious?"

Lynch fell silent for a moment.

Somda continued, "Every Blood Moon War sees countless apprentices switch sides. Apprentices who admire Chaos emerge during the Order Era, and apprentices who yearn for Order appear in the Chaotic Era."

"No matter how Wizards educate or preach, whether an apprentice leans toward Order or Chaos can only be revealed when they enter the Blood Moon."

He turned to Lynch and said, "Including you. Think carefully—are you absolutely certain you’ll choose Order when the time comes?"

Lynch thought for a moment.

Given his current perspective, he would undoubtedly choose Order.

"Don’t be so certain, alright?"

Somda seemed to see right through him. "You admire Order simply because you’re benefiting from it right now. Frankly speaking, you’re reaping its rewards. But not every apprentice is in the same position as you."

"Take the Shadow Tower, for example. Out of a hundred apprentices, only one or two at most have the chance to enter the Tower. The rest—if lucky—might live in the Inner Ring; if unlucky, they’ll be left outside. No matter which category they belong to, the end result is essentially the same."

"They’re cultivated for a finite number of years before being discarded, sent to Plantations or Magic Manors to grow materials, raise Demons, or copy scrolls—forever toiling for survival until their time runs out."

"It’s called being a Wizard Apprentice, but truthfully, they’re just slaves dressed up as something more dignified."

He asked, "Do you think slaves truly care all that much about Order?"

"At least in the Chaotic Era, there were fewer constraints. Everything was decided by strength—if you didn’t like someone, you eliminated them. If you saw a beautiful woman, you claimed her by force. If you wanted a place to live or resources, you fought for them!"

"Sure, many people died. But everyone carried a blind belief that they’d be among the lucky ones."

"So now, do you still believe Order is inherently superior to Chaos?"

Lynch hesitated, "This... I can’t say."

As Somda stated, Lynch currently profited from the rules. For him, siding with Order made complete sense.

But apprentices like Subaru and Carl—most of them led far grimmer lives.

No resources, no cultivation, and endlessly running around just to earn a few Magic Stones.

Living only to wait for death, entirely devoid of hope.

If that’s true, if a war breaks out...

Lynch’s face darkened: the deeper he thought, the more terrifying it seemed.

He asked, "Does every apprentice have to participate in the war?"

Somda nodded, "According to the rules, yes."

Then, he quickly shook his head again, "Though rules are primarily used to restrain the weak. For the strong, there’s always a way to circumvent them."

"Take your little girlfriend, for example."

"The Wizard Families, who know everything, have countless methods. One popular choice is to accept a task before the Blood Moon arrives, allowing them to leave the Blood Moon Land early. If you pay attention, you’ll notice many Wizard Family apprentices have already started leaving the Tower."

Listening to him, Lynch realized—it actually seemed true.

He had indeed noticed a decrease in the number of Purebloods recently. No wonder—these people had apparently caught wind of the situation and fled ahead of time...

Previously, he thought Chaos had no chance of winning. But looking at things now, Chaos might just have a fair shot.

Wizard Somda asked, "What about you? How do you plan to choose?"

Lynch hesitated for a moment, "I..."

Somda clarified, "I’m not asking about your stance. I mean, are you planning to participate in this war or not?"

Lynch replied, "If it’s optional, I’d certainly prefer not to."

Somda said, "That’s easy. I can help you arrange that, but you might miss out on an opportunity."

Lynch asked, "Opportunity?"

Somda nodded, "The Blood Moon Land contains a unique resource that is immensely beneficial for apprentices—even offering advantages at the Wizard Level later on. This resource cannot be found elsewhere."

"In a way, the Blood Moon War revolves around this resource."

Lynch was skeptical: could it be that magical?

Somda said, "I’d recommend you try to fight for it. For you, it offers nothing but advantages."

Lynch frowned, "This isn’t child’s play."

"People die out there!"

"Hahaha!" Somda burst into a hearty laugh, "You sure are honest—no pretense or hypocrisy at all."

After a pause, he continued, "Don’t worry. Now that you’re my apprentice, I wouldn’t let you die so easily. If you decide to go, I’ll ensure there’s a safety net for you to retreat unharmed."

Lynch remained skeptical, "Really?"

After all, he had almost died in this very laboratory just a while back!

Somda, as if possessing Mind Reading Technique, once again saw through Lynch’s doubts.

"Heh heh heh, you little brat!"

He jokingly cursed, then shook his head, "Previously, you were merely an apprentice assigned to me by the Shadow Tower. But now—"

"You are officially my apprentice."