"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.

he would have already uttered a couple of passive-aggressive

kept asking a couple of general questions regarding the Impose

came to her

did you find out about all of this?"

pointed to a warrior with brown hair who was standing in

polite smile. "Alright. Thank you for answering all my

nodded in relief. "No

warrior left, and Mistra called over the next

the next warrior very similar questions but skipped the obvious

asked this warrior to perform his techniques,

you learn

Nareo," the warrior

nodded and let that warrior

nothing surprising about the next

most of their knowledge from one of three Impose

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

Impose Stage warrior

very different from

took nearly everyone

Mana Pathways?

actually see

But how?!

look into

like this when he had seen Mistra put on glasses. The glasses were probably

that's because I changed them,"

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

for nearly ten seconds as her

Then, it stopped.

performing your techniques," Mistra said politely with

awkwardly looked at the silently hovering

It wasn't doing anything.

Duma slowly lifted his

DRRRRRRRRRRRR!

the booklet madly started to

felt even

his shield, and Mistra wrote down like 20 pages worth of

Duma pushed his shield

DRRRRRRRRR!

booklet kept

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

to see every last one of his

these all?"

"Yes," Duma answered.

something surprising

asked with a bit of annoyance

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