Martha had always been very ambitious. Maybe she might give up at the thought of spending so much time practicing. Sure enough, Wynn’s remarks deterred Martha a little. “What? But your students can become practitioners so easily! And each of them has mastered quite a few tricks too!” Martha felt as if she had been scammed. After all, the kids did not look like talented practitioners. There had to be a reason that they could turn from ordinary people into powerful practitioners. Hearing that, Wynn simply sighed and walked away without further comment. Since Wynn ignored Martha, the others quickly left too. After staying together for so long, everyone knew what a difficult person Martha was. Chatting with her was no different from seeking death. Everyone quickly got busy while Philip brought some people back to the Guzo Continent. The Guzo Continent was very lively at this moment. They were right in the middle of the excitement in Imperial City. Aslan pushed the d
“Come over here if you want to register, but we want to remind you that you’ll be sent to a dangerous place for training upon successful registration, and you may die there! “Only people who pass the training successfully will have a chance to be accepted as an apprentice. We won’t bear responsibility for any casualties!” The person in charge of registration announced loudly and kept emphasizing the point. Although his warning sounded very scary, everyone thought it was an opportunity. People would die eventually anyway. It would be best if they could live a different life. “Does that guy have a different training approach?” Aslan wondered what training channel Dustin had. “Philip, should we give it a try?” Aslan was interested in this so-called training. Philip was wary because he felt it was more than met the eye. “Go ahead and sign up for both of us. I want to see what other tricks he has up his sleeve. Is he trying to use these people as blood sacrifices again?” P
Everyone in the residence heard Dustin’s angry roar and trembled in fear, not daring to mess with him at this time. Philip had brought the maids in captivity back to the Guzo Continent. Philip had promised them earlier that he would take them home if they waited for him. When Philip came out of the grave, they were in the same spot. Since they were so obedient, Philip did not break his promise and brought them back. However, he gave everyone a pill to erase all the unwanted memories. The maids quickly returned to their homes. They had been away for such a long time that everyone was homesick. At this time, Dustin’s apprentice spotted one of the maids who was hurrying home. He clearly remembered that this maid worked for his teacher, and based on Dustin’s character, he would have killed all of them before he returned. However, this woman was alive and kicking and about to go home. As Dustin's most loyal apprentice, Kemp was puzzled and followed the maid. “Stop!” Ke
Kemp was a turncoat. Although he seemed loyal now, he had started plotting against Dustin. Philip and the others did not know about this. They had signed up by now. Aslan stood next to Philip with the registration form and said doubtfully, “Is that it for the registration?” Dustin's apprenticeship registration was easier than anything he had experienced. “We need to go through various tests and review our talents when we join a guild, but we only need to fill in our names and contact details here?” Aslan laughed. Everything felt like a dream. Philip nodded solemnly. Everything smelled fishy. Dustin would never do this for no reason. “An engraver is such a mysterious profession.” Philip felt a little curious about this profession. He was repulsed by the idea of carving spells on a person’s body. A practitioner’s body could heal very quickly. After the engraved spells disappear, the effects would also vanish, bringing everything back to square one. In Philip's opini
“When my teacher comes back, let him give you a pill to erase your memories of those unnecessary things! “You’re not as smart as others. See, that little guy chose to forget those crappy things, but you want to remember everything clearly!” Mr. Lindell reprimanded his beloved apprentice. However, it was obvious that Mr. Lindell did not really mean it. Lyle shook his head helplessly. Mr. Lindell always spoke about him, making him embarrassed. “Mr. Lindell, please stop saying that. I’ve taken Philip as my teacher, so I didn't mind getting rid of my memories.” Although Lyle had a sharp tongue, he chose to defend Poppy. Philip laughed at their harmonious interaction. “You guys are getting along better than I thought during my absence.” Philip thought there would probably be some minor conflicts because of Lyle’s sharp tongue, but that was not the case. They were a little too harmonious. “Philip, you’re back. That’s great.” Lyle rushed to Philip expectantly, surprised th
Philip teased, curious about Mr. Lindell’s secret. Mr. Lindell hesitated but took a deep breath and decided to tell them the truth. “To be honest, Dustin is my younger brother. We chose different paths in our early days because we had different thoughts in life. I never liked his profession very much. In my opinion, it’s a sick profession.” Mr. Lindell looked at the sky with despair and helplessness. Everyone was curious about the story between Mr. Lindell and Dustin, especially the two young kids watching the excitement. As a nosy parker, Aslan moved forward curiously and sat on a stool in front of Mr. Lindell. Seeing their interest, Mr. Lindell laughed and said, “Since you guys are so curious, I’ll tell you about it!” Following that, Mr. Lindell told them the story about him and his inadequate brother. He seemed very disappointed with Dustin from the bottom of his heart. “This profession of his requires a lot of effort and is harmful to the human body, which is someth
In the meantime, Dustin was in his room enjoying the service from his maids. “Hurry up with the fruit arrangement. I’m not back here to suffer after working hard for so long.” Dustin grabbed a maid’s waist as if dissatisfied with her performance. “Why are you so slow?” The maid he grabbed could only wipe her tears in pain without a word. “Teacher, I've tallied up the registrations for today. This program is very effective. Many people are willing to join the training, so we can implement our plan successfully,” Kemp said smugly, happy with this outcome. “We can do whatever we want and show those ignorant fools our power!” As Dustin's subordinate, Kemp knew what Dustin was up to. He had no objections to that sick plan but found it quite exciting instead. “Okay, that's all for now. We'll set off per schedule tomorrow. I can't wait to improve my strength,” Dustin said. He had had enough of this old man’s appearance of his. By right, he should not end up so badly, but
After that, Dustin dismissed Kemp. He could not wait to regain his youth by absorbing blood essence. The maids overheard some secrets and were petrified to learn of Dustin’s heinous deeds. “Hey, come give me a massage.” Dustin grabbed a beautiful woman at random. Kemp sighed when he heard frightened screams and obscene laughter from the room. Kemp wanted to replace Dustin’s position. Before Dustin’s return, all the maids here were at his disposal. After Dustin’s return, however, he took the maids for himself again. Even Kemp’s favorite maids had been killed because they did not take care of Dustin properly. Thinking of this, Kemp gritted his teeth and suppressed his rebellious thoughts. He had to wait until he had a certain level of strength before doing anything. Dustin had once engraved a spell on Kemp’s body that was still effective today. The spell was similar to a contract, which allowed Dustin to control Kemp at all times. Once Kemp turned against him, Dusti