[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-wizard-unlimited-profession-slots":3,"chapter-wizard-unlimited-profession-slots-wizard-unlimited-profession-slots-chapter-98":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},226711,494,"Chapter 98 - 93: Intimate Relationships, Those at the End of the Road_2","wizard-unlimited-profession-slots-chapter-98",98,"\u003Cp>Ron was organizing some magic potion materials when he looked up at the sound of someone entering. \"Gwyneth? Do you need anything?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwyneth was surprised to find that this young man had somehow learned her name, despite their previous, unpleasant encounter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Apprentice Ron... no, Alchemist Ron.\" Gwyneth quickly corrected herself, her tone noticeably tense:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve come to deliver this workshop contract.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She carefully handed over the document, her gaze shifting between Ron and Trish, internally shocked by this surprising discovery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latest rising star of the School was surprisingly in such a close relationship with Apprentice Ron!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also,\" Gwyneth took a deep breath, a hint of apology appearing on her face:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to apologize for my attitude a few days ago. I didn’t know your capabilities at the time and was somewhat offensive in my words...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron took the contract, looked through it briefly, and then gave Gwyneth a slight smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s okay, I understand. After all, it’s indeed rare for someone my age to be an alchemist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s no excuse.\" Gwyneth said sincerely, her gaze firming:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As compensation, I’ve furnished your new workshop with a set of furniture. Although they’re made from ordinary materials without any extraordinary effects, they are practical and substantial items that I hope will be of help.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She retrieved a stack of meticulously drawn furniture designs and renovation plans from her bag and handed them to Ron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each drawing was marked with detailed dimensions and materials, clearly showing the effort she had put into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron was somewhat surprised as he looked at the drawings: \"This... is too kind, Gwyneth. Isn’t this too much trouble for you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please, you must accept them,\" Gwyneth insisted, genuine apology in her eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve already arranged with the merchants to have them delivered to your new workshop tomorrow morning. This is a token of my appreciation, and also the School’s welcome to a new alchemist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing that Gwyneth’s words were not empty flattery, Ron could only nod gratefully: \"Then I won’t stand on ceremony. Thank you very much, Gwyneth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trish, watching everything unfold, had a knowing smile on her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having completed her task, Gwyneth tactfully took her leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before leaving, she could not help but feel some sentiment: \"It seems geniuses really do mingle in their own small circles...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Gwyneth depart, Ron half-closed the door and turned to Trish: \"It seems I can move into my new workshop tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"East District? That’s a prime location.\" The brown-haired girl raised an eyebrow: \"Looks like Master Magnus values you quite highly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron shrugged: \"It might be Lady Allen’s doing. She seems to know Master Magnus from way back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moving tomorrow?\" Trish stood up, smoothing her long dress:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Need any help? I could have Li Yue lend a hand; she’s quite strong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need,\" Ron shook his head: \"I don’t have much stuff. Andre has already agreed to help, so two people are enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright then.\" Trish nodded and prepared to leave: \"I have other things to attend to. I’ll visit your new workshop another day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After seeing Trish off, Ron stood at the door, looking at the workshop contract in his hand, a surge of complex emotions welling up inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a few months ago, he was an overlooked Candidate Apprentice facing the constant threat of death, struggling with every step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he had attained the status of a Professional Alchemist, was about to move into his own independent workshop, and had an expanding network of connections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The rules of this world are so simple yet cruel. As long as you display enough value, people will come to curry favor with you, even if you do nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at his Alchemist Badge on his chest, then glanced at the instruments and workshop contract on the table:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old wisdom holds true everywhere: ’In deep mountains, rich connections always exist.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning light was faint, and thick fog wove through the branches of the Black Mist Jungle, enveloping the Candidate Apprentice Dormitory Area in a haze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andre walked on the mossy stone path towards Ron’s dormitory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today was the day to help his friend move, and his emotions were more complex than he had anticipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Initially, by his father’s side, he was merely the Thirteenth Prince of the Faruk Kingdom, without inheritance rights, having to endure the pressure from his siblings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After arriving in the Black Mist Jungle, his situation had once been worse than when in the royal palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, three months ago, everything quietly changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s laughable, in the end, I have to rely on someone I used to look down on...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered to himself, his fingers subconsciously rubbing the gray badge on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was his servant’s proof, which Ron had applied for some time ago, linking it to his name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only with this could Andre be considered an internal member of the School and allowed to stay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Servant... Even though Ron treated him as an equal friend, whenever he touched that special badge, he always felt a lump in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immersed in his thoughts, a sudden rush of footsteps alerted Andre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up to see three disheveled figures stumbling toward him from the intersection ahead, their faces marked with fear and despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prince Andre! Your Highness!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice was sharp and trembling, causing Andre to frown—it was Byron Leman, once the eldest son of a border count in his father’s court, who had come to the Black Mist Jungle with him.\u003C\u002Fp>",913,"2026-05-29T14:43:43.887Z","2026-06-01T04:29:33.427Z",1,"novelbin.me","66f5600b54943e9c993a7fd7a09621bad38f43fb1bfa2483a59e6e514240e631","wizard-unlimited-profession-slots-chapter-99","wizard-unlimited-profession-slots-chapter-97",911,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwizard-unlimited-profession-slots-cover.jpg"]