Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 904 - 395: Covenant (Part 3)

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Previously on Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots...
A divination reveals Uphemia's cursed existence, controlled by her creator and bound to the King of Blood. However, a new symbol offers hope: a key to liberation and rebirth, achievable with allies. Ron hints at the powerful support behind their offer, but Uphemia, fearing betrayal, asks for a dignified end if their plan fails.
"Furthermore, this is your sole opportunity for genuine liberty." He paused, his gaze deepening: "Tell me, Uphemia, are you truly content to remain in his shadow eternally? Are you willing to be naught but a pawn in his vengeful scheme?" This query struck the core of the White-haired Witch's deepest dread. From her very inception, she harbored a vague understanding of her true standing in Aiden's estimation. Not as a cherished daughter, nor a designated heir, but as a meticulously crafted instrument. After a prolonged silence, Uphemia finally responded: "If... if I consent to this alliance, how can I be assured you won't simply cast me aside once my usefulness expires?" "Because our objectives align perfectly," Ron stated candidly. "I require your unique abilities, and you are in need of my knowledge. This interdependence forms a bond far more potent than any mere contract." Chloe interjected softly from the side: "Moreover... our divination reveals a profound karmic link between yourself and Lecturer Ralph. In the majority of potential future timelines that prove successful, you are depicted as staunch allies, fighting resolutely side-by-side." This revelation brought a flicker of warmth to Uphemia's heart. A karmic connection implied both the certitude and the enduring nature of this potential collaboration. "Very well then... since we have arrived at this juncture," she declared, taking a deep, resolute breath and making a pivotal decision in her existence. "I believe I am willing to embark on this path, but I must first understand the specifics of the plan." "To commence, you must first acquire mastery over a specialized skill." Ron produced a notebook, its pages adorned with intricate, layered seals, from his person. "Within this lies the foundational theory pertaining to Curse Reversal. Should you master its contents, you will be capable of transforming all your imposed limitations into potent sources of power." Uphemia's eyes widened, her gaze fixed on the shimmering fragments of crystal with astonishment. "Curse Reversal... does such a legendary art truly exist?" "Not only does it exist, but I can impart its knowledge to you," Ron affirmed, his tone laced with allure. "Naturally, this will require your complete dedication and a significant period for gradual assimilation." "And how much time is required for this?" "At least several years," he replied with unvarnished honesty. "This is not a strategy that can be realized instantaneously. Attaining proficiency in Curse Reversal demands extensive practice, while systematically dismantling Aiden's control mechanisms necessitates a progressive approach—any haste would undoubtedly invite catastrophe." This frankness, paradoxically, offered Uphemia a measure of relief. Had the individual promised swift and easy solutions, suspicion would have been her immediate reaction. "What, then, is the initial phase?" she inquired. "You are to absorb the fundamental theories while meticulously maintaining your current guise." Ron elaborated on the details: "It is imperative that you continue to portray the role of an obedient 'daughter,' ensuring Aiden detects no inkling of any deviation. Concurrently, under my tutelage, you will commence the endeavor of comprehending and mastering the core tenets of Curse Reversal." "That sounds... exceptionally challenging," Uphemia admitted with a wry smile. "Challenging, perhaps, but not insurmountable," Chloe offered words of encouragement. "Our divination indicates that while this path is fraught with peril, it ultimately leads to genuine liberation. Furthermore..." She paused, then added meaningfully, "You are not undertaking this struggle in isolation—our destinies have already become inextricably intertwined." Following the tentative agreement, a subtle metamorphosis seemed to occur within Uphemia. The carefully constructed facade of elegance began to falter, allowing genuine emotions to surface. "Actually..." her voice softened, taking on a fragile timbre. "I have long harbored the conviction that Father Lord's grand design was destined for failure. He has already incurred the animosity of the entire Wizarding World, and his own stability is alarmingly precarious. To align myself with him is to tread a path leading inevitably to ruin." She shook her head, a bitter smile gracing her lips. "But I saw no alternative. From the moment of my creation, I was yoked to his ambitions. It wasn't until now... until I encountered you..." "Then let us formally embark on this extended collaboration," Ron declared. He cautiously extended the notebook containing the Curse Reversal doctrines toward Uphemia. "First, achieve a firm grasp of the basic principles, and subsequently, we shall devise detailed study modules tailored to your progress." "Oh, and one more thing..." Uphemia suddenly recalled, retrieving a delicate crystal vial from her person. "Should you intend to venture into the Abyss once more, this might prove beneficial." The vial held a single drop of ruby-hued liquid, emanating an aura that was both alluring and profoundly perilous. "This is Blood Dew infused with my essence," she explained. "Given Father Lord's prior subjugation of the Blood Tear Duke, this specific drop of Blood Dew possesses the capacity to severely destabilize Asmond's consciousness during critical junctures. Of course..." A glint of cunning appeared in her eyes. "Its current application may diverge somewhat from Father Lord's initial design." Ron accepted the vial, acutely aware of the formidable power contained within. "Will Aiden remain oblivious to this artifact?" "He will not sense it. Father Lord is currently immersed in a deep slumber, and his oversight of the Main World has been minimized to the barest extent. Moreover, this particular drop of Blood Dew is now integrated into our strategic framework, thus ensuring it raises no suspicion whatsoever."

As the night grew deeper, the Magic Crystal Lamp within the library commenced its automatic illumination adjustment. The silhouettes of the trio appeared exceptionally enigmatic against the shifting tapestry of light and shadow. "Very well then..." Ron rose to his feet. "Let us commence this prolonged endeavor." Chloe and Uphemia followed suit, standing up one after the other. Their hands met briefly in the air, sealing this unspoken accord. At this juncture, the ultimate outcome of their collaboration remained shrouded in uncertainty. Yet, for Chloe, a glimmer of hope to alter her destined sorrow had finally emerged; For Uphemia, the days of aimless wandering were over, replaced by a definitive purpose to pursue; And for Ron, securing two allies brimming with potential would undoubtedly accelerate his progression and broaden his horizons in this perilous realm.