Main Text Volume Chapter 44 Destiny and Choice

Sanders didn't care about Flora's noise as usual.

He smiled, and his stern face softened a little.

"You are good, shining into the illusion and generating reality. Your talent is extraordinary." Sanders stretched out his hand to Angel, who was sitting on the ground.

Angel hesitated for a moment. The man standing opposite him was a man that even formal wizards feared. If he didn't stretch out his hand, would he be beaten? After struggling for a moment, Angel still held Sanders' hand.

Sanders pulled him up and looked at Angel with dark brown eyes, "Are you willing to be my student?"

Before Sanders' voice fell, the whispers of the extraordinary people around him suddenly stopped, and then bursts of noise broke out.

"Sanders actually wants to accept Angel as his student?! This... this should be the biggest news in the South Region this year!"

"So far, Sanders has only accepted two students. Both of them have been promoted to formal wizards. This mortal boy is lucky!"

"Humph, instead of saying he is lucky, shouldn't you think about why Sanders wants to accept him as his apprentice?"

"Yes, what's special about him? Could it be the weird story that happened when he tested his talent just now?"

"Shh - Sanders just fought and rushed into the hall before Heroline tested his talent. Doesn't it show the problem!" Someone exclaimed, causing everyone to think.

Yes, Sanders has never done anything extreme. Even when Lord Gerald and Lady Flora were fighting at the door of the restaurant, he didn't even look at them. But this time, he was so impulsive, which shows that there must be something we don't understand... For example, this boy named Angel may have a special talent that Sanders can't wait to take him under his command?

It's just that... no matter how good the talent is, it can only be said to be icing on the cake for a formal wizard. No wizard will really use a person's talent as the standard for accepting apprentices. Because there are too many things to consider when advancing to a formal wizard, and ordinary talents and special talents have their own advantages.

Once you really become a formal wizard, talent only determines the lower limit of the wizard, and the accumulation of knowledge is the most important factor that determines the upper limit of the wizard.

According to this inference, Angel's talent even makes Sanders willing to make an exception and accept apprentices for him.

So... how high will Angel's talent be after becoming a wizard? !

Everyone was imagining, and all the wizard apprentices looked at Angel with deep jealousy. They still had an uncertain future, but this young man actually had the top wizard in the South Territory who wanted to take the initiative to accept him as a disciple!

Why is the gap between people so big! Moreover, this young man's luck is too explosive, he has a gold card and accepts apprentices, why don't we have one?

The atmosphere at the scene was very strange. Not to mention the jealousy of wizard apprentices, even several formal wizards were a little envious.

There is a big difference between a level 1 wizard and a level 2 wizard. If they had a level 2 wizard to guide them, perhaps their achievements would be greater now...

He Luolin finally understood why she was always uneasy. That's why!

There is no doubt that Angel's talent must be very good, otherwise why would Sanders take action before she identified Angel's talent.

Obviously, a talented student who was about to enter the White Coral Floating Island Academy was intercepted halfway. No wonder she was uneasy!

He Luolin's beautiful eyes were full of struggle. She wanted to say something, but Sanders never relaxed his pressure on her, and she felt more pressure than before. Now she couldn't even move her fingers.

He Luolin could only pray in her heart: Don't agree, don't agree. Although she knew that this kind of prayer was almost useless.

The discussion of the crowd was only a moment, and the situation on the field did not change because of their noise.

Angel felt that something had begun to ferment and change since he met the strange seabird on the Bauhinia. He was in a state of ignorance from the beginning to the end, but was pushed to the present by an unknown force.

He took the gold card ignorantly, stepped onto the deck ignorantly, was taken away by Tangwei ignorantly, and was chosen by the fragment of the mayfly ignorantly. When he thought that this ignorant journey was about to end, he was invited to be a disciple by the noble man in front of him.

The unknown force pushed Angel to move forward in an unknown direction, and the future also changed in all kinds of unknowns.

If the idealist philosophers of the Earth were to talk about this power, there might be a new name -

They call it: fate.

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Whether the mysterious fate is the culprit for Angel to be in the center of the vortex, he does not know. The only thing he knows is that he should give an answer, otherwise, let alone the man in front of him, the burning eyes of other extraordinary people around him are like swords and spears, piercing him and making him restless.

"Sir, I promised Lord Morro that I would go to the White Coral Floating Island Academy..."

"You want to save your mentor? Well, if I remember correctly, it's Jon, right?" Sanders asked.

"Yes."

"Then do you think that after you go to the White Coral Floating Island Academy, there will be a formal wizard to teach you, and you can get the method to save your mentor within 5 years?"

"I... don't know, but I will try my best." Angel hesitated. He heard Morro say that apprentices who enter the wizard organization have a formal wizard as a mentor, but they are only nominal students, and what they learn depends on the wizard's mood. It is indeed very difficult to really worship under a formal wizard.

On the other side, Heroline wanted to say: "I'll teach you." But she had no chance to speak, and it was impossible for other wizards to speak at this moment to offend Sanders.

"Sometimes, hard work will not yield good results. If you worship me as your teacher, I can teach you personally." Sanders rubbed his white gloves, "Five years from now, if you don't have the power to save your mentor, I can give you a magic pattern skin scroll that can freeze any living being, and delay your mentor's death for another 5 years. Of course, if you are still powerless in 10 years, then his death is destined."

Sanders' words made Angel raise his head suddenly.

10 years.

It has been almost half a year since he left Pat Manor, and he hasn't even arrived at Fan Continent yet. If you want to go back within 5 years to save the dying Jon, time is really too tight. In recent months, Angel, although he didn't show it on the face, has been very anxious in his heart. Now that Sanders said that he can be given 10 years, the scales in his heart have begun to shift. What he lacks most is time. .

"How's it going? Do you have an answer?"

Sanders' performance was very laid-back and comfortable, and he didn't seem to care about Angel's choice. But only Flora, who was most familiar with him, knew that there was urgency and paranoia hidden in his eyes. Flora even felt that if Angel chose to refuse, Sanders might just knock him unconscious and kidnap him.

"What kind of talent is this? That the instructor values ​​​​so much." Even Flora was a little envious of Angel's fortune.

Angel pondered for a moment, then looked at Moro who was not far away.

Moro didn't see Angel's eyes, but he noticed the eyes of another person.

Heroine.

Heroine glared at him with stern eyes.

Moro didn't understand why Heroine was angry at him at first, but when he thought about the regretful look Heroine looked at Angel earlier, Moro suddenly understood.

It was obvious that Heroline was blaming him for not noticing Angel's talent from the beginning, otherwise how could Sanders appear halfway.

Moro felt that he was wronged. When the talent was tested, who knew that Angel's talent was more than just "floating". Moreover, he had just advanced at that time, so he was inevitably a little careless in his excitement.

But Moro didn't dare to argue with Heroine. If he really wanted to argue, would he still have a foothold in the academy in the future?

Seeing Heroline complaining about him, Moro felt a chill down his spine. As an apprentice, he was like an ant in front of the formal wizards. Even if Heroline killed him, the academy would take it for granted.

Moro thought about the unknown and dangerous future, his thoughts changed, he gritted his teeth and made a decision in his heart.