A Mage Who Can't Fight in Close Combat Isn't a Good Warrior

Nolan transmigrated to a fantastical world full of wonder. He was a student at an academy with no talent for magic, only a store of knowledge. From the start, he had a sharp-tongued black cat by his side. By chance, he awakened a System that randomly granted talents whenever he leveled up, and increased the power of his magic whenever he gained proficiency. Talent acquired: [Magic Overload] Overdraw your magic power to greatly increase the power of your spells! Talent acquired: [Magic Bombardment] After a spell takes effect, it has a 50% chance to take effect again, with no limit! Talent acquired: [Berserker Mastery] When wielding a two-handed sword, greatly increase your attack power and recovery speed! Wasn’t he supposed to be a mage? Relying on 99% hard work and 1% inspiration, Nolan proceeded cautiously, one step at a time, gradually discovering his potential, until he reached the pinnacle of the continent and established his own legend as a close-combat mage. “Luo Xilin, do you know what my wish is?” “Hmph, let me guess: you want that blockhead of yours to finally get it? Stop asking ridiculous questions that make me laugh. If you have time, help me brush my fur!” The black cat lounged on Nolan’s head, leisurely licking its paws with utter disdain. “I want to have a dragon!” “What?, Hiss!”