Sword God in a World of Magic

Chapter 690

"Alright, next question," Mistra said. "How do you know whether a technique has been performed perfectly or not?"

"We use natural treasures," the warrior answered.

"Oh? What kind?" Mistra asked in interest.

"Wind Blade Seed…"

SHING! SHING! SHING! SHING! SHING!

Suddenly, over ten different books appeared in the air, which opened and closed at nearly the same time after rapidly shooting through all the pages. Then, several more pages were added to the primary booklet.

The warrior just looked at Mistra with an uncomfortable expression.

On the side, Shang didn't react, but he once more was reminded of the sheer difference between the old Dean, George, and a powerful Mage.

Based on what just happened, Shang was sure that Mistra had just searched through several encyclopedias since she probably hadn't known what Wind Blade Seeds were, and when she had found her answer, she wrote down a huge hypothesis in less than a second.

She had done all of that in about two seconds.

How long would George have taken?

The gap between a normal warrior that was trying to come up with something and such an experienced Mage Lord was incomprehensible.

No wonder the Temple of Blood's team of researchers had simplified the Bloodline Infusion to such a degree that it felt unimportant, simple, and negligible.

The warrior only waited awkwardly.

"Yes?" Mistra asked after a while. "Is that all, or are there more treasures?"

"Well, there's also Fire Wave Berry-"

SHING! SHING! SHING! SHING!

"…Grass."

Mistra's brows twitched a bit.

SHING! SHING! SHING! SHING!

Then, she motioned for the warrior to continue.

The warrior slowly named the next herb, and the entire process was repeated again.

At the side, Shang felt second-hand frustration.

He could imagine how frustrating it must feel for the Mage Lord. Her mind was moving so insanely quickly, but the warrior in front of her was talking extremely slowly and made several long pauses.

have already uttered a couple of passive-aggressive comments by now if

kept asking a couple of general questions regarding the Impose Stage, which took a

she came to her last

find out about all

learned all of that from Teacher Nareo," the warrior said. Then, he pointed to a warrior with brown hair who was standing in the group of

a polite smile. "Alright. Thank you for answering all my questions! You may gather your friends and

in relief. "No

Mistra called over the next

very similar questions but skipped the

this warrior to perform his techniques, which she observed very

you learn

Nareo," the

nodded and let

surprising about the next

of their knowledge from one of three Impose Stage warriors. These three "teachers" were all in the Mid

as she watched one of the Impose Stage warriors perform their techniques. "That's

Impose Stage warrior in front

Pathways look very different from

nearly everyone

Mana Pathways?

actually see their

But how?!

Senses couldn't look into someone's

already expected something like this when he had seen Mistra put on glasses. The glasses were probably the reason how she

because I

appeared in Mistra's eyes before her booklet started to madly write more pages filled with

for nearly ten seconds as her booklet madly

Then, it stopped.

your techniques," Mistra said politely with

at

It wasn't doing anything.

Duma slowly lifted his

DRRRRRRRRRRRR!

the booklet madly started

felt even

just lifted his shield, and Mistra wrote down

Duma pushed his

DRRRRRRRRR!

the booklet

his techniques for nearly 20 minutes, and

to see every

these all?"

"Yes," Duma answered.

then, something

she asked with a bit of

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