Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 878 - 387: Not a Subordinate

Ron halted, the question causing him to pause. He turned his gaze towards Eve, a pensive look clouding his eyes.

The young woman nervously gnawed on her lower lip. "Mother's protection over me is almost to the point of paranoia. She strictly forbids any action that carries even the slightest risk."

A fervent spark ignited within Eve's eyes. "But if this is truly my only chance to break free from the curse... I am prepared to face any danger."

This near-reckless resolve troubled Ron. "We cannot undertake such a significant endeavor without your mother's knowledge," he stated firmly, shaking his head. "Furthermore, Great Wizard Cassandra possesses the deepest understanding of your physical condition; her counsel is vital for any chance of success."

Eve remained silent for a considerable duration, evidently caught in a profound internal conflict. Eventually, a compromise seemed to form. "Then... I shall contact Mother and present this possibility to her. But Master..." Her eyes shifted to a pleading expression. "Please, you must help me persuade her. No one comprehends my suffering better than you, and no one offers me more hope."

Ron nodded in assent. "I will exert my utmost effort." Yet, a secondary objective lay hidden within his intentions. This interaction with Cassandra also presented an opportunity to address Chester's predicament. Approaching Cassandra directly to advocate for an academic colleague might diminish her perception of him. By utilizing Eve as an intermediary, he could subtly navigate this delicate matter.

According to Uther, Cassandra was exceptionally doting towards her sole daughter, and any communication from Eve would elicit an immediate and favorable response. As for Ron himself as a Master... recall that during the recent life-or-death confrontation with Chai Ye, even the deployment of a projected combatant had drawn a few sharp admonishments.

"There is one more matter..." Ron appeared to have a sudden thought. "Since you will be contacting your mother, I would be grateful if she could assist with a small issue. An academic colleague of mine has encountered some difficulties, and I am hoping to secure her forgiveness on his behalf."

Eve nodded readily. While she held little interest in such political intricacies, she was naturally inclined to assist at Ron's behest. "Naturally, Master. If it is your request, I will certainly convey it to Mother." Her tone held a hint of eagerness, as if assisting Ron with personal affairs would further strengthen their bond.

"Then... I will contact her now." A clear note of reluctance tinged Eve's voice. Nevertheless, driven by the prospect of a cure, she moved towards the magic crystal communication array situated in a corner of the room. This device, a mirror crafted from star crystal, facilitated real-time communication across vast distances.

As Eve gently placed her hand upon the polished surface, the apparatus immediately emanated a soft, violet luminescence. "Mother, it is Eve. I have something important to discuss with you." Her voice, imbued with magical power, resonated with an ethereal clarity.

Mere seconds later, the mirror's surface began to ripple, resembling the gentle undulations of water. Subsequently, Cassandra's visage gradually materialized within the frame. Even across the immense expanse of space, her violet eyes radiated an undeniable and commanding aura.

"My dear?" Cassandra's voice conveyed a palpable mixture of concern and surprise. "You are contacting me so late; has something occurred? Your health..."

Upon hearing her mother's solicitous inquiry, Eve's expression grew complex. While she could readily sense her mother's genuine affection, she simultaneously had to acknowledge that this pervasive overprotection often felt stifling.

"No, Mother, quite the contrary," Eve declared, taking a deep breath. "My condition is better than it has ever been." Witnessing the healthy flush on her daughter's cheeks, Cassandra's expression shifted to one of evident astonishment. As the architect of the young woman before her, she was intimately familiar with Eve's typical state. Such vibrant vitality was a sight she had not witnessed in fourteen long years.

"You do appear... significantly improved," Cassandra's tone became more focused. "Tell me, what has transpired?"

"Indeed, it is all thanks to Master Ron, Mother," Eve's voice began to tremble, a poignant blend of excitement and profound gratitude coloring her words. "The boon he bestowed upon me continues to alleviate the symptoms of Demon Devouring. Now, I can function normally even in environments with diminished magical power."

Upon receiving this news, Cassandra's countenance transformed dramatically. "A boon... the pure boon of a Primordial Wizard..." she murmured softly, her voice tinged with introspection. "I should have perceived it sooner! Why did I not..." Cassandra abruptly halted her reverie, her focus snapping back to her daughter. "What are the precise effects? Are you now capable of mobilizing magical power?"

"I am still unable to engage in conventional meditation cultivation," Eve replied truthfully, her voice, however, still brimming with optimism. "But the discomfort has been reduced by at least seventy percent, and this marked improvement seems to possess a sustainable quality."

"Sustainable..."

Cassandra echoed the word, as if pondering its profound significance:

"This indicates that the boon is fundamentally fortifying your body, going beyond simply masking ailments."

Just then, Eve put forth her audacious concept:

"Mother, I have a potential idea I'd like to discuss with you. Master Ron is on the verge of advancing to the Moon Level, and this major leap will unleash a potent surge of energy."

She inhaled deeply, gathering the bravery to articulate her most cherished aspiration:

"If I were able to channel this colossal energy feedback, perhaps... just perhaps, I could directly ascend to the Morning Star Level and officially become a wizard."