Sigourney pulled Ash aside and said nothing. She only took out a thin, almost transparent object from her space bracelet. Uh, what is this?
Ash could roughly see what Sigourney was holding in her hand. It looked like a thin film of water. If you didn't look closely, it would be almost impossible to detect its existence.
Sigourney didn't say anything, but simply lifted up Ash's right sleeve, revealing Ash's arm with beautiful muscular lines.
Ash: "?" He looked at Sigourney blankly, not knowing what he was doing. But even though he was confused, he still stood there calmly, allowing Sigourney to move.
Sigourney glanced at him, and he understood and grabbed his sleeve to prevent it from sliding down.
And then? He looked at Signe inquiringly.
Sigourney: “…” Although he would be quite disgusted if the brat made a fuss, but from the beginning till now, seeing that Ash had been calm and composed, he inexplicably wanted to see him look terrified.
——Is there something wrong with me?
Sigourney thought expressionlessly that he must have been poisoned by Ash Elwyn.
It was rare that he felt disgusted with himself in his heart. With a cold face, he held Ash's wrist with one hand and put the strange thing in his hand into Ash's hand with the other hand.
Ash's attention was first drawn to the cool and delicate touch on his wrist. His eyes lingered on the bony fingers for a while, and then he was attracted by the presence of the hand -
It turned out to be a pair of transparent gloves!
Then there are the long arm gloves.
Sigourney put them on for him, putting them on his wrists, then pulling them along his forearms and back to his elbows before putting the long gloves on.
Ash felt something on his arm the moment he put it on, and then he seemed to adapt quickly, the glove seemed to blend into his skin, and he couldn't even feel it. He moved his fingers flexibly, and didn't feel anything strange.
Not only can I not feel it, I can't see it at all.
He put his hands together and looked at them over and over again, but he couldn't see any difference between the two sides. He couldn't even tell that he was wearing a glove on his right hand.
What is this glove? He looked at Sigourney and asked.
Sigourney did not answer him, but threw the other glove to him, indicating that he should be able to do it after watching it once, and he should put on the one on his left hand by himself.
Ash took the glove and felt a cold sensation in his hand, as if he had put his hand into a spring. He knew it was a glove and should be put on, but after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't find the opening.
Sigourney watched him struggling, and the corners of her lips rose slightly - what a clumsy guy.
He took the glove from Ash's hand again and raised an eyebrow condescendingly.
Ash breathed a sigh of relief, showed him his dimples, consciously lifted up his left sleeve, and waited for Sigourney to help him put on his left glove.
Sigourney did the same thing and quickly put on the left one for him. She paused for a moment when she saw the leaf mark on Ash's left arm that looked like a cinnabar birthmark, and then quickly covered it up.
Ash, who had transparent gloves on both hands, now almost understood why Sigourney quietly pulled him out to put on gloves.
Although Sigourney did not explain, on the other side, Granny Shara kept talking.
She said that since magic materials contain rules, using a proper amount of magic materials as primers when casting spells will enhance the power of the spells. When making potions, inscription inks, and alchemical products, using them as primers can also improve the quality of the finished products.
However, using magic materials is still too far away for these young wizards. The materials are very precious, and the young wizards are too weak to use the materials at all.
"Become a formal wizard first." She discouraged the young wizards, "Otherwise you will not be eligible to apply for the use of magic materials."
Although the little wizards would not be shown how to use magic materials, it was a rare opportunity to see magic materials, so Shara took out a crystal ruler and taught the little wizards on the spot how to test the quality of magic materials.
Ash noticed that when the crystal ruler was put into the bear orc's hand, four scales appeared on the ruler. The gray-brown light was not particularly dazzling, nor was it particularly dim.
He suddenly remembered that the process when he tested the wizard's qualifications was very similar to this.
I also understood why Sigourney suddenly behaved like this.
When a pure human touches the crystal ruler, the ruler will not move at all. But once a magical creature touches it, light will flash.
The gloves that Sigourney put on him should be able to block the detection of the crystal ruler, right? In case he accidentally touched it, the crystal ruler would light up and his identity would be unconcealed.
"Hey, over there." Granny Shala said to them in a hoarse voice, "Would you like to give it a try?" She raised the crystal ruler and her eyes fell straight on Ash... no, Sigourney.
Sigourney narrowed her eyes dangerously, her voice cold: "Are you talking to me?"
Shara laughed grimly a few times, "Don't dare. Besides, Lord Scarlet Moon must have the highest quality magic materials. We know that without testing." She turned to look at Ash, "Would you like to give it a try and see what quality your magic materials are?"
Ash frowned. Even though Shara looked particularly scary and his words and actions were not pleasing to the eye, he had never rejected this teacher. But now... He raised his eyes and glanced at Shara, and said in a rare cold and hard tone: "No need, teacher."
"This is a class assignment, kid," Shayla said as she walked over and tried to shove the crystal ruler into Ash's hands.
Ash didn't intend to answer it. But he heard Sigourney's cold voice: "Go ahead. After all, it's your trophy. It's a vampire that will follow you from now on, so it's good to get to know them in advance."
Ash looked up at him, pursed his lips, and took the crystal ruler from Shayla.
The crystal ruler did not light up.
Ash's expression remained unchanged, still looking calm and composed. He walked towards the restrained Quentin, and when he got close, he touched the crystal ruler to the back of Quentin's hand.
The crystal ruler lit up with five particularly bright grids of light, which were sometimes azure and sometimes dark, with shadows of darkness floating in between.
"Oh!" Shara exclaimed, "This is a very good magic material. It is of fifth-grade quality and contains abundant water elements, wind elements, and the rules of death. It is suitable for high-level water wizards, wind wizards, and undead wizards. Little ghost, it will probably take many years before you can use it. Before that, you can consider renting it out to an association or academy."
Ash shook his head and was about to say something when he heard a disgusted "Bah" in his ear.
"Don't expect me to cooperate." The voice said gloomily, "If you don't kill me now, I will try every means to escape, and every means to kill you before escaping. Drain your blood or break your neck, what do you think - which way is better?"
Ash tilted his head and saw that it was Quentin who had woken up.
Perhaps the effect of the drug had not worn off yet, he no longer had the rage and madness he had on the tundra that day, and his voice was weak. But his dark red eyes swept across everyone present with great cruelty. A little girl was so scared by him that she started to sob softly.
And his gaze finally fell on Sigourney.
"Huh, you're here too?" He panted, raising the corner of his mouth strangely, "Lowly lackey! Standing there leisurely, watching your own people in such a miserable state, you must be very happy about your wise choice, right?"
Sigourney stood in the shadows, her lips suddenly raised in a cold smile: "Yes. Fortunately, I didn't let myself down and end up in the same miserable situation as you."
"Don't think you can live in the human world without worries forever!" Quentin glared at him angrily, "Humans are just a bunch of greedy, arrogant monsters with insatiable desires! Sooner or later! Sooner or later! One day! You will be where I am now!"
Sigourney sneered sarcastically, "Maybe." Her nonchalant attitude seemed to confirm, but also seemed to indicate that she didn't care.
"Alright, alright, Scarlet Moon." Shayla leaned on her cane and interrupted their conversation, "The potion is running out of effect. Now that this vampire is awake, the others won't be far from waking up either."
"To avoid any trouble, today's tour ends here." She looked at Kirkby, "Mr. Kirkby, please send them back."
"Okay." Kirkby agreed.
"Little kids." Xia La glanced at the listless children, "See you tomorrow."
She pulled the rope, dragged the two bears and two monsters who were still unconscious, and walked towards the huge closed building.
The short and hunched back contrasts with the tall figure of the magical creature. The slow and mechanical steps reveal endless coldness and weirdness.
"It looks so scary in there." A little girl shuddered, "Are the lions going to be locked up in there? So pitiful."
Another little boy retorted: "Stupid, they killed so many people! If it were a wizard, he would have been burned at the stake long ago. He was saved because of the material."
"I'd rather be burned by fire than be locked up in there!" the little girl said angrily.
Kirkby listened, shook his head, but said nothing. He organized the little wizards to line up and set out on the return journey.
Ash did not join them, but stayed with Sigourney because there was still a vampire waiting for them to deal with.
Sigourney took out the contract. All she needed was Ash to imprint his spirit on it to become Quentin's de facto master, and Quentin would be under the control of Ash's orders.
"Do you really want a contract?" Ash asked hesitantly.
Without waiting for Sigourney to answer, Quentin sneered, "Wow, you want to pretend to be kind and soft-hearted again? What's the difference between magic materials and us humans? You say we are all the same, we can't bear to hurt magical creatures, and we shouldn't contract magical creatures - but what's the reality?"
He stared at Ash sinisterly, "All humans are the same. No matter how nice they say, they are still just as cold and filthy inside!"
"Don't want to use magic materials?" He said in a strange tone, "That's fine! Isn't it better for you not to be a wizard?"
"Naive!" He finally gave Ash a disdainful definition.
Ash: “…”
He doesn't have as many psychological activities as Quentin said.
He could indeed become a powerful wizard without using magical materials.
But he thought about it and didn't explain what Quentin said. He just glanced at Sigourney and said shyly, "I have nothing. I rely on Mr. Nance to take care of me." He has always been supported by others, so what can he use to support a vampire?
He shook his head: "I don't have the money to support you."
Quentin: “…”
Sigourney: “…” Why do you have to look at him before saying this?
"Besides," Ash glanced at Sigourney again, "I just want to have a vampire."
Quentin: “???”
Sigourney: "..." Why are you still looking at him = =
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