The Synthesis Wizard

Chapter 64 Spiritual Enlightenment

The boys in front of Sherman seemed to know each other and were chatting animatedly.

"Your Excellency Su Nan is the Lord's younger brother. If you can become his apprentice, you will have a bright future!"

"My cousin works as a guard in the castle. I heard from him that the knights all respect Mr. Sunan very much. Even the lords often ask Mr. Sunan for his opinions."

"Don't you know, Mr. Sunan is a wizard!"

"Legendary wizard? Real or fake?"

"Of course it's true. When my father went to attend a banquet hosted by a noble gentleman, he heard the noble gentleman say this with his own ears."

"That's awesome!"

wizard?

Sherman rolled his eyes.

When he heard the kind-hearted guard uncle mention wizards before, he was a little confused.

What exactly is a wizard?

From the tone of these people, it sounds like they are something very powerful!

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Sherman finally couldn't help but interjected: "Excuse me, what is a wizard?"

The people chatting looked back at Sherman and saw a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes when the latter was wearing old clothes.

The leading boy sneered: "You don't know this? The wizard is a big man who is more powerful than the knight. He can control lightning and fire, and he can also use all kinds of magical spells!"

Can you control lightning and fire?

Sherman was stunned.

Is there anyone in this world who can do such a thing?

This is amazing!

That Lord Su Nan turned out to be such a powerful person!

Seeing Sherman dumbfounded, the boy who spoke curled his lips contemptuously, ignored him, and turned his head to continue chatting with his companions.

As time passed, the team gradually moved forward.

After waiting for about an hour, Sherman finally reached the front row and could clearly see the situation in the wooden shed.

There was a long wooden table inside, with a kind-hearted old man sitting behind it.

Whenever a boy or girl comes forward, the old man will open a book for the other person to read.

Most people only looked at it for more than ten seconds before showing uncomfortable expressions, covering their heads and moaning in pain.

At this time, the old man will close the book, say a few words of comfort and let the tester leave.

Obviously, these people are unqualified.

The test has been carried out so far, and there seem to be very few qualified candidates, only one male and one female.

The two were about twelve or thirteen years old, standing side by side behind the old man.

The boy was wearing silk clothes that looked very expensive at first glance. He seemed to be a child of a noble family. He had a faint smile on his face. Although he tried to restrain himself, there was still a sense of superiority in his eyes when he looked at other peers.

The girl's clothing is relatively less luxurious, but clean and elegant, with a strong bookish air about her.

Sherman once felt a similar aura in a bachelor master, and he guessed that the girl must come from a knowledgeable family.

While Sherman was observing, the first few boys had completed the test and were eliminated without exception.

The three of them left the team with frustrated expressions and walked to the side, but did not leave. They seemed a little unwilling to do so and wanted to see how others were doing.

Seeing that it was his turn, Sherman quickly stepped forward to the long table.

"Name." The old man asked in a gentle tone.

"Sherman."

The old man looked at Sherman's clothes and was slightly surprised: "Do you know how to read?"

"I've learned some." Sherman rubbed his hands nervously.

The old man smiled and comforted him and said, "Don't be nervous, just relax."

Then he handed him a piece of paper and said, "Read the words on it."

Sherman nodded, took a look at the paper, and found that it contained some common words. He was slightly relieved, cleared his throat, and read the contents clearly. "That's it."

The old man nodded with satisfaction, took back the paper, opened the book and pushed it in front of Sherman.

It was a book wrapped in a cold and hard black cover. On the opened pages was a string of strange words that looked like ghostly symbols, making it difficult for people to understand the meaning.

"While reading this book, you may have some abnormal reactions such as headaches and chest tightness. This is normal. Don't worry. If the pain is unbearable, stop reading and look away."

Sherman could no longer hear the old man's reminder. The moment his eyes came into contact with the book, he suddenly fell into a strange trance.

The whole world seemed to be quiet for a moment.

Everything around him, whether it was scenery or people, whether it was the birds in the sky, or the half-fallen leaves from the branches not far away, seemed to be frozen in mid-air.

Sherman looked around and was shocked to find that the long table in front of him and the wooden pillars that set up the wooden shed had many colorful tentacles on them.

The surface of these tentacles is covered with densely packed and countless eyes, floating in the air like jellyfish.

Looking at the ground beneath my feet, the cracks in the bluestone bricks combined to form long cracks. The cracks opened and closed, like a talking mouth, repeating one word neatly.

"truth!"

"truth!"

"truth!"

This, what is this?

Sherman's face was pale and his body was trembling slightly.

This was the first time he had seen such a strange scene in his whole life.

What happened?

Just when he was panicking, those weird tentacles and mouths suddenly disappeared completely.

Sherman suddenly came to his senses and was shocked to find that the world had returned to normal.

Everyone around him stared at him with wide eyes, full of envy and jealousy.

Sherman lowered his head to look at the books on the table and found that he could actually understand the words that looked like ghostly drawings.

"Congratulations, you passed the test."

The old man said with a smile on his face, with a bit of enthusiasm that was not there before.

"You wait behind for a while. After the test is completed, I will take you to see Mr. Sunan."

"No, what kind of bad luck did this guy have? He actually passed the test!"

"This is so lucky!"

"I shouldn't. How could I be worse than a poor person?"

There was a commotion among the surrounding people and they were talking a lot.

Especially the boys who had just lined up in front of Sherman looked at him with even more jealous eyes.

Under the shouts of the soldiers, the crowd gradually became quiet.

Xie Man was still immersed in the strange situation just now. After hearing the old man's words, he just nodded numbly and subconsciously stood at the back.

"Are you okay?"

A pleasant voice came to my ears.

Xie Man raised his head and met a pair of clear eyes.

It was the bookish girl I saw just now.

She whispered: "You also saw those visions, right?"

"Did you all see it?"

Sherman was inexplicably relieved to know that he was not the only one to experience this.

After coming back to his senses, he suddenly felt surprised.

I have passed the test!

Then wouldn’t it be possible to receive a gold coin subsidy every month from now on?

marvelous!

(End of chapter)