Donald compromised.

Even if the talent of emotion is described in such a simple way by Nancy, he can still feel the potential in it, not to mention the charm as a match.

You must know that even a wizard with a powerful soul like Donald will be lost for a moment when facing Stephanie's charm, and the premise of emotional talent is to be able to make the other party make such a mistake.

"At least let me know how much damage it will cause to the soul. I won't make fun of my future. It's too stupid, and I admit that your talent scroll is very good, but it doesn't mean that you have the only one."

This is the bottom line. In order to get this talent scroll, Donald can risk taking some damage, but that doesn't mean he has to fight for his future.

Stephanie wouldn't agree with him either.

"The reason for the damage to the soul has nothing to do with the scroll. This magic circle itself will not cause such consequences, but because of my particularity, this is still a sealing magic circle, and this time it is necessary to bring me and Natasha together. The souls are sealed together."

"I recognize every word you say, but I don't understand the whole sentence at all."

Nancy's words always baffled Donald, and Natasha's soul was sealed only a few minutes ago.

Now, let's not say it again, or seal the two souls together?

"The previous one was Okwitz's Spiritual Sealing Technique, the purpose was to make Natasha's soul dormant, this time is different... You don't need to know so much, I said, you do it, the talent scroll is yours."

Hesitating, Nancy clearly didn't want to talk about that.

"So, why does this damage my soul?"

"Because you need to use soul puppets."

He took a mechanical box from his pocket and opened the special lock on the outside in Donald's face.

Inside was a little gray stone figure with intricate patterns engraved all over his body.

It goes without saying that something that can be so cherished by Nancy and even carry with her.

"This is a one-time consumption of wonders. Many people use it as the last life-saving trump card. By storing a piece of your soul in the soul puppet, it will become your appearance and have everything you have, talent , knowledge, memory...the role of few, two, synchronization and transfer."

"The soul puppet can do anything you can during the time it exists after it is activated, whether it's words and deeds or fighting against the enemy, this is synchronization, as for transfer, that is, all the damage you receive can be instantly Transfer it to him, even if it is a fatal injury, now you know why I say it is not fatal, if the soul fragments paid will damage your life, this strange thing has no meaning."

To put it simply, this is a special top-level avatar. If it can foresee the imminent danger or have a certain preparation time, it is equivalent to the user's second life.

"You're going to use this for sealing? It's a bit..."

Donald wants to say that this is really a waste. This strange item is put on the market, and it is definitely something that everyone has to fight for. Now it has been taken out by Nancy so casually as a material for sealing, no matter how you look at it. Desperate means.

"Hmph, what do you know, this thing is of no use to me, if I am dying, a hundred soul puppets can't be saved, and if I die, even if I have a hundred soul puppets, What's the use, is it left as a legacy to others? I'd rather just destroy it!"

Holding the soul puppet, Nancy looked at it without any cherishing. She had tools that could save lives for ordinary people but couldn't help herself at all. Then this incomparably precious one-time wonder. Things are no different to her than waste.

"The soul puppet is also the relic of Lord Goeniz, right?"

Donald suddenly thought that if this thing could save lives, why did Gooniz die on the long street in the land area instead.

"This thing is useless to me, and it is also true to him. Nothing is perfect in this world, so is the soul puppet. After all, what it can transfer is only a short-term blow damage. There is always something about it. If you can't transfer it, if you lose it, you will lose it!"

Speaking of this, Nancy's eyes were obviously dim, and then filled with another emotion.

"I probably understand what you mean, you want to use the soul puppet to take down my soul fragments, and then create another me, and then the two of me will cast spells together to seal?"

Nancy explained the role of the soul puppet, and Donald finally understood something about her.

"Yes, there are two souls in my body. If they are sealed one after the other, it will immediately cause imbalance in the body and cause new problems. Therefore, the two seals must be carried out at the same time, and there can be no mistakes. This magic circle, it It's a bit more difficult to learn than Okowitz's Spiritual Sealing Technique. It is a level 4 sealing technique, but I'm not in a hurry right now. Some things are waiting for me to do. You have a month to learn, as long as you promise me For this deal, I will give you the talent scroll tomorrow."

At this point, Nancy no longer hides it, and speaks directly.

"It's so refreshing, you're not afraid that I will pretend not to know you when I take the talent scroll?"

Donald was moved, not because the soul puppet needed not many soul fragments, but because he thought of another way to fulfill Nancy's request.

Just need to experiment.

"Hahaha~ Pretend you don't know me? Since I dare to give you something, I'm not afraid of you running away."

Laughing suddenly, Nancy seemed to have heard a very funny joke.

He raised his hand and waved, and a number of blue threads rushed out between his five fingers, floating around Donald's body. Many times it seemed that he was about to meet, but it was just barely brushed by, but with that sharpness alone, it was already Make Donald's hair stand on end!

"I want to kill you, it's really just a matter of moving your fingers. If you don't have this control talent, do you think you are qualified to stand here and talk to me on an equal footing?"

Retracting the thread of wind that was cutting the air, the smile faded, leaving only the chill and indifference, and there was still a bit of cunning in the depths of his eyes.

"Hoo~ you strong people, do you all like to put on a pretense like this?"

Donald raised his head, there was no panic in his eyes, even though his back was soaked with cold sweat!

"Pretend? The word is good, I like it, it's not that the strong like to pretend, I'm just imitating someone, someone I have to disassemble and crush... You're very good, change it to something else Man, you are already paralyzed on the ground like a puddle of mud at this time, as a reward, I allow you to ask me a question, ask me with confidence, I know you are full of doubts now."

This is the second time Nancy has praised Donald tonight. Compared with the casual remarks last time, this time there is indeed a sense of admiration. Just now, he was just beating Donald.

She told Donald with practical actions that she betrayed or broke her trust, and the result was that she was slashed by a thousand swords!

With his hands on his waist, he turned his back again, facing the night wind, his exposed abdominal muscles were highlighted, and his slender and tall figure was indescribably heroic.

A woman can show this kind of courage, even Donald can't be convinced.

"Then I asked?"

"ask!"

"......How old are you?"

God is pitiful, this is what Donald wants to know most now, why is there such a big gap between people?

On the surface, he and Nancy looked similar in age, but the latter was so proficient in using the famous skills of a dominant-level wizard, which made him a little discouraged.

"18."

......

Donald's eyes widened, he didn't know how to face the answer.

18?

Have you hallucinated yourself?

Or is the world just so crazy, and he is the outlier?

"Not counting the sleeping 5 years..."

"Oh, so that's it... No, it's only 23. Your current strength... Genius? Super genius?"

Counting with my fingers, I am 24 this year.

Nancy's two sentences seem to be saying:

I'm 23 this year, and I can already kill others with the silk of the wind, how about you?

"One year in my sleeping state is equal to five years for you. Do you understand now? Put away your expression!"

Nancy's face turned gloomy, and Donald once again felt the feeling of standing in the biting northwest wind.

"Hey...I don't blame you...you should know about fireworks, right?"

He jumped up with one hand on the railing, sat on his butt, and swayed with his two legs hanging outside, leading the topic to another place.

Maybe it was after nearly five years of sleep that she really woke up. Nancy wanted to talk tonight.

"How could this not be known."

"How do you feel?"

Nancy rested her hands against the railing and looked up at the cloudy, dull night sky.

"It's pretty."

"Which part looks good?"

"Of course it's time to bloom. If you don't make a sound, it's already a blockbuster."

Watching fireworks, isn't it just to see that?

"But do you know what it will pay for that moment, buried in a box or box, wait and wait... wait and wait... Finally one day, it broke out, Those few seconds were really beautiful, and after that, the fireworks dissipated, and only those black and ash residues remained!"

The hands suddenly tightened ~lightnovelpub.net~ The iron pipe in the palm of the hand became a piece of iron without any hindrance.

"This is the price. If you want to get the treatment that everyone looks up to, you naturally have to pay the corresponding price."

Donald didn't feel anything, fireworks were supposed to be like that.

"Yeah, you're right, that's how fireworks are supposed to be, but ah...if that firework itself is a star, given enough time, it'll be shining in the sky, but It was forcibly pressed into the box before it rose, crushed, mixed with impurities, and turned into a fireworks that I don't know what kind of **** it was. Suddenly, it only had a few seconds to light up. , so fast that it despairs..."

Nancy turned her head.

Turn your back to Donald.

The sparkle in his eyes is heartbreaking.

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