Chapter 330

"...Master Bernardino."

Longjing Tea endured it for a long time, and then barely suppressed the feeling of vomiting that turned up in his stomach, and greeted him respectfully like an old man.

To be clear, it is not he who has any opinion on Bernardino Treschau.

Nor was it Bernardino's words that irritated him.

Just a very strong sense of fear.

Those are not human eyes—

Under the face covered with withered yellow bandages, those black runes flowed like living things. Like tiny cockroaches crawling on the ground, making a low, almost inaudible rustling sound.

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

Not a metaphor.

It's not like Annan's eyes, whose pupils are as beautiful as gems...nor Kaphne's kind of eyes that look like dolls.

Rather, a genuine gem.

One is a quail-egg-sized sapphire with many facets. No matter from any angle, you can see a pure white, solitary rune suspended in the middle of the gem.

And Bernardino's left eye is a very high-quality, eyeball-sized chrysoberyl cat's eye. The straight and even bright golden eyeliner is vertical, and it seems to shine steadily outward.

Through the bandage, Longjing Tea could vaguely see that Bernardino's eye socket had turned into a golden gem base.

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

Perhaps this inlay...or the golden gem frame fixed on his eye socket by other means, is his curse bearer.

If the old man sat there without speaking, no one would think he was a living person.

Just being watched by the old man's two jewel eyes, Longjing Cha felt his body trembling uncontrollably.

It was like walking in a sweater against the wind in winter.

From the chest to the back, it was eroded by the freezing cold.

——That may not be an illusion.

"Don't bully my students."

Suddenly, Clarence spoke in a low voice.

He raised his right hand and pointed to Longjing Tea.

At that moment - Longjing Tea keenly felt that the cold feeling on his chest suddenly disappeared.

Longjing Tea vaguely saw that the tips of Clarence's slender and sharp fingernails were faintly flashing with a faint blue brilliance.

……what is that?

"It seems that you are very satisfied with him."

Bernardino chuckled softly.

His laughter was dry and hoarse, not pleasant at all, like the smirk of a bad actor.

"That is the spiritual body raised by Master Bernardino, and it has just held your heart."

As if he understood the doubts of Longjing tea, Clarence briefly explained to him: "Your current soul rank is too low to see them.

"In addition to being good at manipulating emotions, memories, and perceptions, the Soul Reaper School is also good at controlling the 'soul' itself. And Master Bernardino is the 'Spiritual Monk' who specializes in controlling the soul.

"

Clarence stated calmly: "One of the master's two eyes can destroy, absorb, and bind the souls of others, while the other enslaves hundreds of souls.

"If your rank is higher...you can see the ghost behind the master pushing the wheelchair."

...so, that's why, can he handle the wheelchair with his hands in bandages?

Longjing Tea suddenly realized.

"Heh... I can already see La Ruth... What a talent."

But the old man just let out a ho-ho laugh again, and said in a very slow low voice, "'Other monks'... I can take this as... the answer you gave me?"

"That's my answer."

Clarence replied calmly and earnestly: "You know, I have no intention of this. I have my own path."

He said, raising the index finger of his right hand and bending his knuckles slightly: "I won't tell you that you have been here. But if you don't leave, I can only report it to the tower owner."

Like writing in the air, the tips of his beloved long fingernails glowed fluorescently, swiping rapidly in the air, leaving behind streaks of azure blue light. These light marks remained vaguely in Longjing Tea's field of vision, forming a somewhat complicated rune.

"Heh, heh, heh...it doesn't have to be, Clarence. It's not a compulsion...it's an invitation."

Bernardino, still curled up in his wheelchair, let out his signature dry laughter, and said very slowly, "If you don't agree... just pretend I haven't been here today."

As he said, the wheelchair under him suddenly turned on its own.

Longjingcha suddenly felt the familiar coldness coming from his body again - a soft and powerful force pushed him back. The gate opens automatically, and all obstacles between the old man and the gate are lined up to both sides.

Even the extremely heavy bookshelf, which was fixed to the ground by the Black Tower of Zedi, made way for the old man.

When Bernardino passed by Longjing Tea, his wheelchair suddenly stopped.

The old man turned slightly to the side and asked in a low voice, "Book of the Heavenly Car?"

"……what?"

Longjing Tea was stunned for a moment.

"You don't know..."

Bernardino sighed regretfully and shook his head: "It's a pity..."

The old man didn't stop after that.

But the moment he passed the gate, the wheelchair completely disappeared.

While 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 is here to ask me if I want to advance as a spiritual monk.

"It's not about Gerald, and it's not about Jude."

- What the hell?

Longjing Tea was suddenly shocked.

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

But he calmed down almost instantly.

Clarence spread his hands: "See, this is rank suppression. This is a demonstration.

"Soul rank does not fully represent combat power, but determines the difficulty of saving throws for extraordinary abilities."

Clarence smiled helplessly: "If you want to keep a secret, it's best to quickly embark on the path of transcendence.

"The soul that has not been corrupted by the curse... Basically everything you think about is reflected in my mind."

"...So, Master Bernardino also knows everything?"

"No, it doesn't have to be. Silver to gold is not like bronze to silver, there is an overall increase in one's abilities."

Clarence gave a negative answer: "Entering the Golden Rank, what changes is the entire race... The abilities it had before will have a huge change.

"After becoming a spiritual monk, I no longer have the 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 cannot be filled with a single curse.

"I know who killed the teacher, and Jude's current situation. But I will not avenge the teacher. Because his death is inevitable... Even without your master, he will die there as well.

"Because he went the wrong way, and it has nothing to do with me. And that's his destiny.

"As for Jude...he died for his own reasons, but also because of my orders, so I will avenge him. But only kill your friend once, that's what happened with him An equal destiny."

Clarence looked at Longjing Tea and replied softly, "Are you relieved now?"

Longjing Cha swallowed and smiled reluctantly: "I thought you were from the school of prophets... Fate or something..."

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

Clarence replied calmly: "They are just a group of cowardly 'centaurs'."

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

——It was a sharp weapon made from the corpses of the Ima people, and it was enough to tear apart "destiny".

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