<h4>Chapter 121: A Good Boy</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions


    “He’s too impatient though. The Savage only left several minutes ago and he started crying aloud. What an eyesore,” said Fiery Charm. She suddenly switched her attitude as she said, “Bad patience, can’t get over loneliness... Someone like that would never be a wizard.”


    Ness nodded. “Ondo has been acting low profile on the airship and nevermitted any big mistakes. But that was thanks to his friend, a talent named Roffig. Roffig has been constraining him. Otherwise, that Ondo would have caused a lot more conflict with the other talents.”


    “If you put it like that, they mightpensate each other if they stay together.” Fiery Charm smiled.


    “Correct. Ondo has a decent talent but a bad character while Roffig possesses a calm temperament but only average talent. These two can make a finebination,” Ness exined.


    “So...” Fiery Charm was going to make a conclusion when Wace suddenly revealed a wicked smile.


    “So they must be separated when we arrange apprentices. One of them should stay above the mirror while the other stays below. They won’t get any teamwork in Brute Cavern,” Wace said.


    Fiery Charm and Ness were taken aback a little but they nodded in the end instead of retorting.


    Ness said, “Let’s do just that. Good teamwork is based on good individual properties. Otherwise, a team won’t work out. These two will not see each other again before bing High Apprentices.”


    Ness took out two bone cards—the name cards for Ondo and Roffig. Ness used a special method to script thement into their profiles.


    Next, Wace looked at the pockmark boy and the fatty, “Let’s talk about the next pair.”


    Ness followed his direction and exined in a low voice, “The one with the marked face is Laffitte, and the fat one is called Fosah. They appeared more interesting than the previousbination. They know some really childish tricks but they have potential. They neitherpensate nor assist each other’s faults. Let’s just say, they are the ill kind who were drawn to each other. I’m curious to see what they can achieve.”


    Ness nodded with his own assessment of them. He then continued, “They both have average talent. They regarded Hookdick as their boss and proposed to be his underling. However, they are actually plotting something else, so they are only obeying Hookdick on the outside to satisfy his ego. They’re still young, and they can keep developing like that.”


    Ness took out bone cards for Laffitte and Fosah and put theirments in them.


    “Heeheehee. As ady, I’ll say something about that pirate boss,” Flora’s voice came.


    “A female pirate?” Fiery Charm looked toward the beautiful woman who had been smoking her pipe with a calm expression. She was the only female talent. Fiery Charm was not expecting that she was actually a pirate.


    “Nausica, renowned pirate on ckberry Waters. Pirates usually have ugly names, but not this one. She oppressed and united all evil forces in the area and has a heart of justice. Common folks all regard her as a hero. Even if some of the authorities tried to discredit her name, people were never convinced,” said Flora. Instead ofmenting on Nausica herself, Flora talked about her background story first. She then added, “She’s a natural leader, knows how to talk. She’s sturdy, calm, and flexible when dealing with people, and has a good talent. I give her my best score among all the talents we recruited this time.”


    It seemed Ness also regarded Nausica highly, and mostly wrote down positivements. Good traits were not the only elements for wizards to choose apprentices, so Nausica still had to use her own effort and luck to forge her future.


    “I’ll say something about Hookdick,” said Ness as he finished Nausica’s profile and pointed to the man full of arrogance written on the face.


    “This man is extremely narrow-minded. He used to be the chieftain of a tribe located on a primitive continent. He killed lots of people, and he even eats them,” said Ness.


    Wace and Fiery Charm revealed a disgusted expression upon hearing those words. Most wizards were cruel and selfish, true. However, they usually did not bother mortals. It was an unspoken rule among all wizards.


    Ness continued, “He has a good talent which is rtively close to my art. If you don’t mind, I’m nning to ept him as my student.”


    Wace nodded, “Fine. You can make him into a good killer.”


    With Hookdick finished, there were three people remaining. Sailum, Balba, and Ebony.


    “Sailum is the youngest talent in this batch. He’s a dedicate book lover who is obsessed with keeping his book clean even if his own body goes dirty,” said Ness. He told them several stories about how Sailum was preupied with his books and made a conclusion.


    Wace was quite fond of Sailum’s characteristic as he said, “A good kid. He would make a fine academism student. Oh right, how did he survive the deathmatches?”


    Sunders humphed without speaking, seemingly having a negative idea about Sailum.


    Flora exined to him, “Heehee. Him? He feigned death. Many tried to y dead in the deathmatches, but Sailum was the only one who did that from the very beginning and stayed that way for an entire week.”


    <i>So that was why! No wonder Sunders disdained Sailum like that. </i>Wace did not mind Sailum’s method since ying dead was also a viable tactic. He even made it out in the end, which meant the boy had some superior patience, concentration, and luck.


    Fiery Charm pointed to Ebony, “Compared to the others, this one is doing his best to find a way out.”


    They looked. As she said, Ebony was looking about, either trying to find an exit or the entrance of Brute Cavern.


    “He knows where to find edible nts. That’s good survival skills.”


    Those were about everything they could say about Ebony. Then there was silence. No onemented on thest talent, Balba. As a half-blood produced by a human and an otherworldly brute, no matter how good his talent was, his fate was sealed.


    “Hey, Sunders, tell us something about your student will ya? I checked over and over and didn’t find anything special on him. A spiritual power of 15, which is... moderate. The boy has nice patience though. He’s all calm when tossed into the wild, but that’s not very important to wizards. So whatever did you want from him?” asked Wace. He was very curious about Angor. The old man had been observing him from the start. Also, he thought Angor already noticed their presence.


    Everything proved that Angor was aplete mortal with ordinary physical abilities. There was no way the boy could have seen them.


    <i>But he is Sunders’ new student! Why on earth would an almighty killing machine in the southernnd ept a normal talent as his student?</i>


    Wace was not the only one wondering. Everyone was.


    Sunders did not answer most of Wace’s questions. He only said “He’s a good boy”, and returned to being a man of few words.


    However, these simple words carried a lot of meanings.


    At the very least, Sunders himself was very satisfied with his new student, and this alone was a very strange matter. Perhaps the boy named Angor possessed some kind of talent not known to anyone else?