Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 1308 - 521: Instant Results (Part 3)

"He didn’t use any rune enhancements, yet his combat effectiveness has made a qualitative leap."

An experienced master exclaimed:

"This way of skill inheritance completely overturns our understanding."

Vinard’s void remains projection became more solid, his silver eyes tightly locked onto Gareen.

"Resonance technique..."

He repeatedly mulled over this concept in his mind:

"I see, it’s not just an improvement in control, but also the awakening of historical memory."

"Ralph has indeed given me a huge surprise."

Ella also turned to Ron, nodding with satisfaction:

"Your theory is deeper than we imagined.

Resonance not only establishes connections with the things of the present but also awakens the history and memory hidden within."

But Ron merely replied politely with a thank you, not feeling particularly pleased.

He was of course happy for Gareen’s breakthrough, but he also realized that there were deeper issues hidden behind this phenomenon.

The metal arm contained not only skill memories but also fragments of the warrior’s complete personality.

If handled improperly, it could lead to identity confusion or even personality disorder.

"Gareen needs deeper guidance to learn to coexist harmoniously with this inheritance."

He was silently planning the focus for the upcoming instruction in his mind:

"The power of resonance is indeed strong, but it also contains risks."

This victory also completely changed other apprentices’ views on Ron’s teaching methods.

Original doubts and dissatisfaction transformed into eager anticipation.

Everyone wanted to know if this magical resonance technique could also produce similar miracles for them.

Ron faced a greater challenge.

He had to ensure that while maintaining the teaching effect, each apprentice could safely master this power.

After all, awakening historical memory is a double-edged sword, and improper use could lead to disastrous consequences.

...

The evening after the match ended, Ron found Lira in the academy’s meditation garden.

This Three-eyed Race mixed-blood girl was sitting alone under a glowing Danasu plant, her forehead’s third eye tightly closed.

Her expression was complex, carrying both the disappointment of yesterday’s match loss and confusion about her abilities.

"Can we sit down and chat a little?"

Ron sat on the stone bench beside her:

"You seem to have something on your mind."

Lira lifted her head, a clear wariness flashed in her pupils:

"Master, I... I’m not sure if I should continue learning."

"Why do you think that?"

"Although I’ve been improving noticeably under your guidance recently, I still feel that my abilities are somewhat too dangerous."

Her voice was very light, almost as if she was talking to herself:

"Every time I open the third eye, I can see things others don’t want to be seen.

Their fear, jealousy, anger... these emotions flood in like a tide, making me feel like an intruder."

"Moreover, I can’t control what I see. Sometimes it’s beautiful memories, sometimes it’s painful secrets."

Lira’s voice began to tremble:

"After yesterday’s second round ended, I accidentally saw my opponent’s inner resentment towards me. That malice was so intense, it kept me awake all night."

Ron listened quietly, without giving immediate advice.

He could understand this dilemma.

For a sensitive girl, passively receiving others’ negative emotions is indeed a huge psychological burden.

"Lira, have you ever thought that perhaps the problem lies not in what you see but in how you perceive what you see?"

"What do you mean?"

"You said that seeing others’ resentment causes you pain.

But have you ever thought about why that opponent harbors resentment?"

Ron’s tone was gentle:

"Maybe she also has her own troubles; maybe she’s also troubled by her inability to control her abilities.

That resentment is perhaps more anger towards her own inadequacy rather than personal malice against you."

This perspective plunged Lira into deep thought.

"True understanding doesn’t judge whether seen emotions are good or bad, but also considers the reasons behind these emotions."

Ron continued to guide her:

"When you learn to empathize with others’ situations, those negative emotions are no longer painful invasions but precious opportunities to understand others."

"But Master..."

Lira’s voice still carried uncertainty:

"How do I know if my judgment is right? What if I misunderstand someone’s thoughts or inadvertently hurt them?"

This concern exposed her deeper inner insecurity.

Being of mixed heritage, Lira had faced identity confusion since childhood, making her especially sensitive and cautious about interpersonal relationships.

"Fear of making mistakes is itself a sign of wisdom." Ron’s answer was thought-provoking:

"Only a fool would think they’re always right.

True wisdom lies in admitting one might err and being willing to continually learn and correct."

"Your ability is indeed strong and indeed dangerous. But that’s not a reason to evade; it’s motivation to use it cautiously."

He looked at Lira’s tightly closed third eye:

"Maybe we can try a different form of practice. Not to see emotions of the living but to feel the echoes of history."

"Echoes of history?"

"Every place retains traces of emotions from past events, like echoes.

These historical emotions are relatively gentle, won’t impact you directly but can also train your perception and understanding abilities."

This suggestion brightened Lira’s eyes:

"Are you saying I can learn to understand the essence of emotions by perceiving past emotions?"

"Precisely."

Ron nodded in confirmation:

"Moreover, this practice has additional value—you can help others retrieve lost memories and understand past events.

That way, your abilities are no longer a burden but a precious gift to help others."