Master Bernardino. ”

Longjing tea endured it for a long time, and then he reluctantly suppressed the vomiting sensation in his abdomen, and said hello respectfully like an old man.

To be clear, it was not he who had any opinion on Bernardino Telecello.

Nor was it Bernardino's words that stimulated him.

It's just, a very strong sense of fear.

It's not human eyes—

Beneath the withered yellow bandage, the black runes flowed like living creatures. It was like a tiny cockroach crawling on the ground, making a low, almost inaudible sound.

- And in the gap of the bandage, two rare gems were revealed.

It's not a metaphor.

It's not like Annan, whose pupils are as beautiful as gems...... It's not Kaphne's eyes that look like a doll.

Rather, it's a real gemstone.

One of them is the size of a quail egg and has a very large number of faceted sapphires. No matter from any angle, you can see a pure white, solitary rune suspended in the middle of the gem.

Bernardino's left eye, on the other hand, is an extremely high-quality, eye-sized chrysoberyl cat's eye. The straight, even bright golden eyeliner runs vertically and seems to shine steadily outward.

Through the bandage, Longjing Tea can vaguely see that Bernardino's eye sockets have turned into a golden gemstone base.

He was covered in bandages, as if he had survived a fire. Naturally, there is no place to wear rings, necklaces, bracelets.

Maybe this mosaic ...... Or the golden gem frame fixed to his eye socket by other means, which is the bearer of his curse.

If the old man sat there and didn't speak, no one would think that he was alive.

Just being watched by the eyes of the old man's two jewels, Longjing Tea felt that his body couldn't help but tremble.

It's like wearing a sweater and walking in the wind in winter.

From the chest to the back, it was eroded by a chill to the bone.

- That may not be a delusion.

"Don't bully my students."

Suddenly, Clarence whispered.

He raised his right hand and pointed at Longjing Tea in a void.

At that moment, Long Jingcha keenly felt that the cold feeling in his chest suddenly disappeared.

Longjing Tea vaguely saw that the tips of Clarence's slender and sharp nails were faintly shining with a faint blue light.

…… What is that?

"Looks like you're happy with him."

Bernardino chuckled under his breath.

His laughter was dry and hoarse, not at all good, like the smirk of an actor with poor acting skills.

"It's the spirit that Master Bernardino has raised, and it has just taken your heart."

As if reading Longjing Tea's doubts, Clarence explained to him briefly: "Your current soul level is too low to see them yet.

"In addition to being good at manipulating emotions, memories, and perceptions...... He is also good at controlling the 'soul' itself. And Master Bernardino is a 'soul monk' who specializes in controlling the soul body. ”

Clarence calmly stated: "Of the two eyes of the master, one can destroy, suck, and bind the souls of others, while the other enslaves hundreds of souls.

"If you were a little higher...... You can see the ghost pushing the wheelchair behind the master. ”

…… So, that's why, can he control a wheelchair with his hands bandaged?

Longjing Tea suddenly realized in his heart.

"Huh...... I can already see Laruth...... What a talent. ”

But the old man only let out a laugh again, and whispered very slowly, "'Other Spiritual Monks'...... I can think of it as ...... Do you give me the answer? ”

"That's my answer."

Clarence replied calmly and earnestly, "You know, I don't mean to do that. I have my own path. ”

As he spoke, he raised the index finger of his right hand, his knuckles slightly bent, "I won't tell you about your presence here." But if you don't leave, I'll have to report to the tower master. ”

As if writing in the air, the tips of his beloved long nails glowed with fluorescent light and swiped rapidly in the air, leaving a blue glow. These light marks faintly remained in Longjing Tea's field of vision, forming a somewhat complex rune.

"Heh, heh, he...... It doesn't have to be that way, Clarence. It's not forced...... It's an invitation. ”

Bernardino was still curled up in his wheelchair, let out his trademark dry laugh, and said very slowly: "If you don't agree...... Let's just because I haven't been here today. ”

As he spoke, the wheelchair under him suddenly spun on its own.

Long Jingcha suddenly felt a familiar cold sensation coming from his body again—a soft but powerful force pushing him backwards. The gate opened automatically, and all obstacles between the old man and the gate were lined up on both sides.

Even the heavy bookshelves, which were fixed to the ground by the Zedi Black Tower, gave way to the old man.

As Bernardino passed by Longjing Cha, his wheelchair suddenly came to a halt.

The old man turned sideways slightly and asked in a low voice, "The Book of Skytrains?" ”

“…… What the? ”

Longjing Tea was stunned for a moment.

"You don't know......"

Bernardino sighed with some regret and shook his head: "It's a pity ......"

After that, the old man did not stop.

But the moment he passed through the gate, the wheelchair disappeared without a trace.

When Longjing Tea was stunned, Clarence gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't be nervous. He's here because I'm about to advance. The master came to ask me if I wanted to advance to the Spiritual Monk.

"It has nothing to do with Gerald's business, and it has nothing to do with Jude's business."

- it?

Longjing Tea was suddenly shocked.

I haven't asked anything, how do you know everything?

But he calmed down almost instantly.

Clarence spread his hands: "See, this is rank suppression." Here's the demo.

"The soul rank does not fully represent combat power, but it determines the difficulty of immunity from extraordinary abilities."

Clarence smiled helplessly: "If you want to keep it a secret, it's best to hurry up and embark on the transcendent path."

"Souls that have not yet been corrupted by the curse...... Pretty much everything you're thinking about comes to me. ”

“…… So, Master Bernardino also knows everything? ”

"No, not necessarily. Silver to Gold, unlike Bronze to Silver with an all-round boost to your abilities. ”

Clarence gave a negative answer: "When you enter the Golden Tier, it is the entire race that changes...... The abilities you had before will change dramatically.

"After advancing to the spiritual monk, I no longer have this ability to read minds and change emotions at will.

"If you want to get something, you have to give something. The huge leap from silver to gold is not something that can be filled by a single spell.

"I know who killed the teacher, and I know Jude's situation now. But I'm not going to avenge my teacher. Because his death was inevitable...... Even without your master, he would have died there.

"Because he's on the wrong path, it's none of my business. And that's his fate.

"As for Jude...... He died for his own reasons, but also because of my orders, so I will avenge him. But you will only kill your friend once, and this is the fate that is equal to what he has done. ”

Clarence looked at Longjing Tea and replied in a gentle tone, "Are you relieved now?" ”

Long Jingcha swallowed his saliva and said with a reluctant smile: "I thought you were from the Prophet School...... Fate or something......"

"Prophets never give the future they see to others."

Clarence replied calmly, "They're just a bunch of cowardly 'centaurs.' ”

He raised his right hand, showing off his long, dagger-sharp nails.

It was a weapon made from the corpses of the Centaurs, capable of tearing apart fate.

(End of chapter)