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After returning to the manor, Glenn heard from the servant that the magician invited by Jinde had arrived, and asked him to go to the magic laboratory to meet him and test his talent.

After agreeing, he put aside the diary for the time being and walked towards the magic laboratory.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a harsh voice muttering:

"It's terrible. You haven't even understood the basics of magic yet you're just thinking about these things. Are you really short-sighted? Humph, you're ignorant..."

These words immediately made Glenn frown. Through these words, he roughly analyzed what kind of person this magician was.

Arrogant and mean are enough to sum it up.

The sound of Glenn opening the door was actually quite loud, and the other party must have heard it. The muttering just now was directed to him.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking that Jin De would be disappointed when he came back, as the magician he had just invited was driven away by him. However, he just had to explain it clearly.

It's impossible not to give such a grown man a chance to explain.

While thinking about something, he had already seen a figure looking through his notes on the lab table.

He really looks just like his voice, with a pointed nose, a long face, deep eye sockets, and the corners of his mouth seem to always be drooping. At first glance, he doesn't look very likable.

The neatly-made wizard robe was extremely decent, and it was obvious that it was often carefully taken care of.

Glenn could guess the general living habits of this kind of person. The wizard robe was probably beyond the other party's financial ability, but he still bought it.

Just to save face in certain occasions.

The other party was wearing this outfit at this time, probably for Jin De to see, in order to make himself more valuable.

Seeing Glenn coming, he pretended to have just noticed it, straightened his back, and said in a strange way that he had learned from somewhere:

"Dylan, oh wow, you are even thinner than I thought. I hope your talent is not too bad. Although being a magician does not require a very good physique, a short-lived person cannot withstand the huge pressure of studying."

Glenn looked curious, but couldn't help asking, "Don't you feel weird talking like that?"

This was like stepping on the opponent's tail. The eyeballs in the eye sockets widened and shouted:

"This is the speaking habit of the famous magic family, the Sandroy family! Don't judge shallow little brats!"

But Glenn didn't feel offended at all, and continued, "Then this Sandroy is really strange."

"How rude! So rude!" The magician pointed at Glenn, his lips trembling with anger. "A boy like you who lacks respect for your elders is not worthy of learning magic! Ask your father to find someone else!"

After saying that, he picked up his luggage and was about to leave, still talking non-stop:

"Your father will punish you severely! This is such a rare opportunity! You will definitely regret it!"

Glenn watched as the other party angrily walked out the door, then slowly slowed down. Finally, the magician suddenly turned around and seemed to add:

"Your father begged me for a long time before he was willing to come here! If you admit your mistake now, I can forgive you for the past!"

Glenn sniffed, turned around, and said nonchalantly:

"My father has plenty of money, so it's easy for him to hire a magician. If you leave, there will be plenty of people to come."

The magician outside turned pale and blue in the face. He originally thought that it was just an underage kid who could be easily controlled, but he didn't expect that the other party was so smart.

Finally, he took a deep breath, and walked back very reservedly. He came to Glenn and said expressionlessly:

"Since I am your teacher, it is necessary for me to give you some pointers on these notes."

Glenn looked up at the shameless magician with a strange expression, and couldn't help but praise him: "He is a man of insight."

The magician blushed but remained calm. He had recently bought an extremely high-end and expensive staff and he didn't have much money left, so he didn't want to lose this deal.

In the past, he would definitely not have put up with this.

"You haven't introduced yourself yet, sir?"

Glenn asked.

Since the other party was so aware of the current situation, he didn't need to bother explaining it to Jin De.

"You will be proud to be an apprentice of this name, Borodol."

The magician who called himself Polodor raised his head slightly and said.

Glenn was too lazy to tease him any further and went straight to the point: "Then please trouble Mr. Polodol to test my magical talent. Don't waste your time."

"Can't you be a little more polite when you speak?"

Although he muttered something to himself, Polodor had already started moving.

He took out a strange woven blanket and a bunch of peculiarly shaped objects from the suitcase he brought.

Glenn didn't understand, but he didn't ask.

The magician cleared out a space and assembled the equipment, which looked very much like the functional beds in the dental hospital in his previous life.

"Lie down, and I will accurately test your affinity for the element of light."

Polodol said like a professional dentist.

Sure enough, it was far worse than Daoof's. At Legila's birthday party, Daoof didn't use any instruments to directly test my affinity for light and dark elements... Glenn made a comparison in his mind and obediently lay down on the strange bed.

As soon as he lay down, Polodor stepped forward to fix Glenn's limbs, and adjusted several strange instruments and placed them on his stomach.

This made Glenn feel like the other party was going to cut off his kidney.

"Don't move. I have done talent tests countless times and have a lot of experience. You don't have to worry at all. Just relax."

There was the sound of a magician's whispers and the colliding of glass instruments, as if he was mixing a potion.

"Excuse me, but what level of magician is Mr. Polodor?" Glenchun asked curiously.

He didn't enhance his perception just now to see the other party's level.

"Level 3. At my age, you are already considered a genius. If you can achieve the same things as me in the future, your parents will be very satisfied."

The magician's voice was slightly proud, and the subtle sound of the potion bubbling could be heard.

That's not difficult... Glenn didn't care in his heart, but he agreed:

"Yes, a third-level magician is already a very high status."

"It's still too far to think about this. You may not have the talent yet." Polodol's voice approached, his face appeared in Glenn's field of vision, and he put a glass filled with green liquid in front of Glenn's mouth, "Drink this, it will stimulate the magic in your body, which will help me test more accurately."

Glenn drank the liquid medicine after just a sniff. It had almost no taste, just like plain water.

After a while, the body began to feel slightly hot. Upon careful perception, it was discovered that magic power was being generated in the body and was overflowing.

Then he heard the magician next to him chanting a spell clearly, and the instruments above Glenn showed different reactions and started working.

After starting up the instrument, Polodor quickly found a pen and paper and started recording the results on paper while watching the instrument's reaction.