Chapter 289 Talent

The interview went on quickly, and not long after, a young apprentice with a delicate face walked out of the laboratory door sadly. There is no doubt that she did not get the favor of the master-level powerhouse inside.

The next one to face the interview is Anya.

The little girl pursed her lips, sighed slightly, and walked into the shining door as calmly as possible.

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"Your name is... Anya, right?"

Punk waved his hand lightly to close the stone gate, and then he looked directly into Anya's eyes and asked faintly.

"Yes, my lord."

Anya lowered her head slightly to express her modesty, while avoiding Punk's sight.

"Born in a commoner family in Daogu Town, with no relatives"?

"Yes, my lord."

"Have you been exposed to the world of professionals before, or have you ever been exposed to enlightenment related to professionals"?

"No, my lord"

Punk and Anya both asked and answered calmly, but Punk was really calm, as for Anya's mood under the calm surface, I don't know.

This formal question-and-answer session ends quickly. For a while, the atmosphere in the laboratory was extremely silent.

Punk felt An Ya's thought fluctuations carefully, this time there was plenty of time, and Punk didn't need to rush to check things out like he did at the entrance of the branch, so he took advantage of this opportunity. Punk intends to seriously observe the deeper things of this "candidate host", such as... the mind and soul.

With punk's level of spiritual power, it doesn't even need spells to probe the thoughts of an ordinary person who is not a professional. He just directly perceives Anya's brain, and all the thoughts of this girl can be seen at a glance.

However, the result of the investigation made Punk frown slightly.

In his opinion, the emotions that appear in a girl's mind should be excitement or surprise, otherwise it should be expectation and apprehension.

But Punk only saw the strong worries and fears in the girl's mind. Regarding this situation, Punk expressed his incomprehension:

"This is really weird. How can I say that I also saved her life, and now I want to recruit her as an apprentice. I won't mention gratitude or anything. There should always be excitement and anticipation? This kind of wishing to turn around and leave What's the matter with the emotion of running?"

Punk knew that he was very bad at acting, so he didn't show any expression other than "expressionless" in front of this girl. Even when he was dealing with the iron-toothed black crow, his killing intent was not that serious, but at this time Anya just Feeling uneasy almost instinctively like 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 can't be the legendary genius."

Thinking of this, Punk's complexion became more serious.

He stretched out his finger slowly, and then directly used the spell:

"Master-level prophecy spells—the detection of the soul"!

This magic punk still can't achieve instant casting, but the speed at which he builds the spell model is no different from instant casting in the eyes of ordinary people.

I saw that Punk's fingertips quickly condensed an elegant light blue filament, trembling slightly like a living thing, and the tiny thread was particularly conspicuous against the shadow.

"My lord... this is..."

Anya only saw that Punk suddenly released a spell after two seconds of silence. She was about to ask, but she only spoke halfway, and the thin thread went straight into Anya with lightning speed. between the eyebrows.

In the next moment, Anya felt her consciousness begin to dim.

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 at all. The memories stored in the depths of her mind, including things she herself had forgotten, were all flowing down a "small hole" like flowing water. Even those very private and shameful memories cannot be blocked.

At the same time, she felt that her head had separated from her body and was spinning in mid-air. The strong dizziness echoed in Anya's ear along with the small whispers. The buzzing sound became louder and louder. noise.

"boom"!

As if a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in her mind, the illusory feeling disappeared instantly, and her consciousness returned to this laboratory.

At the same time, accompanied by a headache as if her head had been split, Anya retched and collapsed to the ground.

"Well…………"

Even though she bit her lips for blood, Anya couldn't help moaning out of pain.

"Here, it will be better if you drink it."

Sensing that Anya's heartbeat had come to a sudden stop, Punk frowned and threw a bottle of trainee-level "Serenity Elixir" to Anya who was curled up on the ground covering her head.

Unsurprisingly, he successfully explored Anya's soul, and checked her memory by the way.

but…………

"Sure enough, I'm still not good at this kind of delicate spiritual work, and I have to practice seriously when I have time in the future."

Punk reluctantly lifted the "detection of the soul".

In fact, he was not very satisfied with the spellcasting just now, his technique was a little rough, and the spell energy left over from peeking at the memory seemed to have left some aftereffects on Anya, and it seemed that this girl might have some problems with forgetfulness in the future.

"Forget it, it's a good thing to forget quickly, and you can be happy if you can't remember troublesome things"!

Punk quickly ignored the "insignificant" sequelae in his eyes, and now after using "Soul Detection", 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 still in the ranks of out-and-out geniuses. Peter, the mentor who recruited Anya, was too low in realm and vision to see the strength of Anya's talent, so she simply let her go. In the ranks of "excellent talented apprentices", it is not difficult to see that Anya's talent hidden under the surface is very powerful with punk's detection methods.

"However, the most important thing is that it's not in my interest to be too talented, especially this guy still has the talent of the prophecy department."

Punk looked at Anya who had stood up pale just now with a blank expression, his eyes slowly turned cold.

"The talent of prophecy? It's not necessary for the host who can't live for a few years, and if she deduces some clues and then tells others... then there will be big troubles, and the news of the law fragments must not be known by the second person ...This talent cannot be kept."

Thinking of this, Punk has secretly made a decision.

He calmly released a recovery spell on Anya who was a little unsteady, and only after the girl's face turned ruddy, he said slowly in a commanding tone:

"Very good, you have an excellent talent for evocation spells, from now on you can call me your tutor, and from tomorrow onwards I will teach you individually, you must arrive here at seven o'clock in the morning", do you understand?"

"Understood, but..."

"There's no 'but', or rather... wouldn't you?"

Punk stared at Anya coldly and said in a low voice.

"...No, Master Mentor."

Anya didn't dare to meet Punk's eyes, she lowered her head as humbly as possible, then walked out of the laboratory slowly.