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Chapter 293: talent.
The interview went on very quickly, and not long after, a pretty girl apprentice walked out the door of the laboratory sadly. Undoubtedly, it did not get the favor of the master-class inside.
The next person facing an interview is Anya.
The little girl pursed her lips and sighed slightly before walking into the glorious door as calmly as possible.
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"Your name is... Anya, right"?
Punk gently waved his hand to close the stone door, and then he looked straight into Anya's eyes and asked faintly.
"Yes, my lord".
Anya lowered her head slightly to express her humility, while avoiding punk's sight.
"Born in a civilian family in Daogu Town, no relatives"?
"Yes, my lord".
"Have you been exposed to the world of professionals before, or have you ever been exposed to professional enlightenment"?
"No, my lord"
Both punk and Anya asked and answered quietly, but punk was really peaceful. As for the mood of Anya's calm surface, it is unknown.
This formal question and answer ended soon. For a while, the atmosphere in the laboratory was extremely silent.
Punk carefully felt Anya's thinking fluctuations. This time, there was plenty of time. Punk didn't need to rush to investigate and finish things like he did in the branch gate, so he took this opportunity. Punk intends to carefully observe the deeper things of this "candidate host", such as... thoughts and souls.
With the level of punk's spiritual power, exploring the mind of an ordinary person who is not a professional does not even need magic. He just perceives Anya's brain directly, and all the thoughts of this girl can be seen at a glance.
But the results of the probing made punk frown slightly.
In his opinion, the emotion that appears in the girl's mind should be excitement or surprise, otherwise it should also be expectation and perplexity.
But punk only sees deep worries and fears in the girl’s thinking, and punk expresses his incomprehension about this situation:
"This is really weird. How can I save her life? Now I have to recruit her as an apprentice. I won't mention anything that I am grateful for. I should have excitement and expectation, right? I just want to turn around. What is the emotion of running".
Punk knew that he was very bad at acting, so he didn't show any expressions other than expressionless in front of this girl. Even if the killing intent when dealing with the iron-toothed black crow was not serious, but at this time, Anya was just fine. I was almost instinctively uneasy as if I had a premonition.
"Is it really just because of a premonition? At the level of ordinary people, you can have a vague perception of danger............hiss! This guy won't be a legendary genius, right".
Thinking of this, punk's complexion became more solemn.
He slowly stretched out his finger, and then directly used the spell:
"Master-level prophecy spells-the discovery of the soul"!
This spellpunk can't be made instantaneous yet, but the speed at which he builds a spell model is no different from an instant cast by ordinary people.
I saw that punk's fingertips quickly condensed an elegant light blue filament, which trembles slightly like a living thing, and the tiny thread is particularly conspicuous against the shadow.
"My lord...this is..."
Anya only saw that punk suddenly released a spell after two seconds of silence. She just wanted to ask, but only half of her words were spoken. The filament went directly into Anya with a thunderous force. The center of the eyebrows.
In the next moment, Anya felt her consciousness start to become hazy.
She only felt that the sense of time and space became more and more blurred, and her brain was so dizzy that she couldn't think. The memories stored deep in her mind, including the things she had forgotten, were all flowing down a "small hole" like flowing water. Flowing outside, even those very private and shameful memories cannot be shielded.
At the same time, she felt that her head had been separated from her body and was spinning in mid-air. The intense dizziness was accompanied by fine whispers. Recalling in Anya's ears, the buzzing sound became louder and louder, and it would be better to completely turn into noisy and annoying. The noise.
"boom"!
As if a thunder suddenly exploded in her mind, the illusory feeling disappeared instantly, and her consciousness returned to this laboratory.
At the same time, Anya retched and collapsed to the ground with a headache that seemed to be split on her head.
"Well…………"
Although the blood was bitten out of her lips, Anya still couldn't help groaning in pain.
"Here you are, it will be better if you drink it."
Perceiving Anya's heartbeat suddenly stopped, Punk frowned and threw a bottle of apprentice-level "quiet potion" to Anya, who was curled up in a ball on the ground while clutching his head.
Unsurprisingly, he successfully probed Anya's soul and checked her memory by the way.
but…………
"Sure enough, I'm still not good at this kind of delicate soul work. I have time to practice seriously in the future."
Punk a little helplessly relieved the "soul detection".
In fact, he wasn't very satisfied with the spellcasting just now. His technique was a little rougher. The magical energy left over from peeking into memory seemed to have left Anya with some sequelae. If you want to come to this girl, you may have some forgetful problems.
"Forget it, it's a good thing to forget quickly, you can be happy if you can't remember the troubles"!
Punk quickly ignored the "insignificant" sequelae in his eyes. Now after using "Soul Discovery", he discovered a more disturbing problem-about Anya's talent!
Not because her talent is too bad, but because her talent is too good.
At least with Anya’s soul talent, even in the era of Netheril, it is an out-and-out genius. The realm and vision of Peter, who recruited Anya to lead the team, is too low to see the strength of Anya’s talent and put her innocently. In the ranks of "excellent talented apprentices", it is naturally not difficult to see that Anya's talent hidden under the surface is very powerful with punk detection methods.
"However, the most important thing is that too good talent is not in my interest, especially this guy still has the talent of the prophecy."
Punk looked blankly at Anya who had just stood up pale, his eyes slowly getting cold.
"Prophecy talent? It is not necessary for the host who cannot live for a few years, and in case she infers some clues and tells others...then the trouble will be big, and the news of the law fragments must not be known by the second person. ............ This talent cannot be retained."
Thinking of this, punk has secretly made a decision.
He calmly released a restoration spell to Anya, who was a little unsteady. It was not until the girl's face became ruddy that he slowly said in a commanding tone:
"Very good, you have a very good ability to shape spells talent. From now on you can call me a mentor. From tomorrow on, I will teach you a separate lesson. You must be here at 7 o'clock in the morning." Do you understand?
"Understood, but..."
"There is no "but", or... you don't want to?"
Punk watched Anya coldly and said in a low voice.
"...No, my mentor."
Anya didn't dare to look into Punk's eyes. She lowered her head as humbly as she could, and then slowly backed out of the laboratory.
End of this Chapter
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