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

a couple of general questions regarding the Impose Stage, which

came to her last

did you find out about all of this?"

the warrior said. Then, he pointed to a warrior with brown hair who was standing in

nodded with a polite smile. "Alright. Thank you for answering all my questions! You may

warrior nodded in relief. "No

warrior left, and Mistra called over the

next warrior very similar questions

perform

did you learn all

the warrior

let

nothing surprising about the

had learned most of their knowledge from one of three Impose

suddenly uttered in surprise as she watched one of the Impose

Duma, the Impose Stage warrior in front of

very different from everyone else's," Mistra

nearly

Mana Pathways?

could actually see their

But how?!

look into someone's

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

because I changed them," Duma

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

silent for nearly ten

Then, it stopped.

techniques," Mistra said

awkwardly looked at

It wasn't doing anything.

Duma slowly

DRRRRRRRRRRRR!

madly

even

shield, and Mistra wrote down like 20 pages worth of

pushed

DRRRRRRRRR!

the booklet kept

all of his techniques for nearly 20 minutes, and she even encouraged

every last one of

all?" Mistra

"Yes," Duma answered.

something

sure?" she asked with a bit of

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