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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?”

money or contracts and promise to pay a certain amount. And when they fail to achieve their desired results, they start warning and threatening me...” Magus looked at the person in front of him and whispered, “But you

I remember correctly, the first time I saw you, I also told you

then said, “In

different? Or is it because of our interaction over these past few days that you know deep down I'm not a bad person?” Anthony looked at him and

Magus was momentarily stunned.

Magus was momentarily stunned.

didn't expect Anthony to be so

shifted his attention

silence, Anthony didn't continue

to get along with someone who

trying to learn anything specific. He just wanted to know how different this person was from Magus when it came to finding the

for a living?” Magus suddenly asked,

responded effortlessly, “I work with

“Computers?”

simplified his

was just casual

believed in being straightforward and not pretending in front of honest

him. “I suppose it's not exactly

know how to

like me!” Magus

are they the same?”

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!”

this, Anthony asked, “Did you join Lindon because

paused for a moment, a brief pause of just a few seconds, and Anthony

after a moment, he composed himself and resumed his actions, responding in

of great self-control. He could be provoked into

mind, Anthony spoke up, “I believe that skill itself is neither good nor bad. It depends on the intentions of the person using it. If it is used for legitimate purposes, then it is good. If not, then it is bad. So, the only ones who can be truly bad are people themselves. It has nothing to do with the skill or anything else!” Anthony

Magus was momentarily stunned.

looked at Anthony, his eyes revealing a complex mix of

'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 or other illicit activities. It wasn't that he didn't want a legitimate job, but rather that no one was willing to hire