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Chapter 865 Intentions Shape The Morality Of Skills

And so, several people sat in Magus' studio, their eyes fixated without blinking.

They appeared surprised and intrigued, their expressions filled with novelty.

However, as time passed by, second after second, they found themselves growing bored to the extreme and began yawning.

Denise, in particular, found a spot to sit and started daydreaming, gradually dozing off until he eventually slumped onto the table, fast asleep.

No one knew how much time had passed when got up to fetch something. As he raised his gaze, he noticed that his studio's corner was now filled with people, scattered here and there, and sleeping in all sorts of strange and peculiar positions. Only Anthony stood in front of his desk, attentively observing.

With a small palm-sized face and a pair of dark eyes, he stared motionlessly at Magus' workbench.

This was, in fact, a rather tedious and boring task. In the past, Magus himself had stood in front of the workbench, just like Anthony, observing for an entire night before gaining recognition and acquiring this skill.

Surprised, Magus swept his bewildered gaze across Anthony, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke, “Do you like this?”

Anthony replied, “Not exactly, I'm just curious, that's all!”

“Do you want to learn?” Magus asked.

Anthony lifted his gaze and looked at him. “Are you willing to teach me?”

“I can offer it as a reward for saving Lina,” Magus replied.

Anthony smiled faintly, showing no signs of urgency or eagerness. He simply glanced at him and said, “Are these the skills you use to make a living? You teach it to others so easily?”

Magus stood up, grabbed a tool, and then sat back down. He continued carving on a hyper-realistic mask. After a while, he spoke softly, “It's not easy. You are indeed quite different from the others who have come here seeking my services!”

It could be heard that he was praising him.

Anthony looked at him and asked, “Oh, really? How am I different?”

they fail to achieve their desired results, they

lightly. “If I remember correctly, the first time I saw you, I also told you to name your

aback and then said, “In any case,

over these past few days that you know deep down I'm not a bad person?” Anthony

Magus was momentarily stunned.

Magus was momentarily stunned.

didn't expect Anthony to be

gaze, glanced at Anthony, and then shifted his attention back to his work, engrossed in what

Anthony didn't

already content with being able to get along with someone who was

specific. He just wanted to know how different this person was from Magus when it

do for a living?” Magus suddenly

him and responded effortlessly, “I work with

“Computers?”

tracking stuff!” Anthony simplified his response, not portraying his industry as something high-end or

just

always believed in being straightforward and not pretending in

for a moment and looked at him. “I suppose it's not exactly a

know

me!” Magus

the

a skill used solely for nefarious purposes. So out of the ten people who come to me, all ten of them want to use it for malicious activities!” Magus spoke

hearing this, Anthony asked, “Did you

for a moment, a brief pause of just a few seconds,

moment, he composed himself and resumed his

was a person of great self-control. He could be provoked into anger, but he could also quickly digest

the person using it. If it is used for legitimate purposes, then it is good. If not, then it

Magus was momentarily stunned.

gaze and looked at Anthony, his eyes revealing a

first learned about 'disguise' all those years ago. Over the years, so many people had a biased view of this industry. He couldn't even find a decent job afterward, and others doubted his intentions whenever he sought employment, suspecting him of wanting to engage in theft