Witch, don't be so lazy

Insight.

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There will be more later.

Chapter 22 Insight

Of course, I can’t start right away. I need to meditate and recover for a while first.

Meditate.

Not until she felt refreshed again did she pick up the crystal again. Nothing much to say, the same process as before.

crumb.

Ambilight.

Snow-capped mountains, rushing river valleys, lush jungles, and bustling camps. This time, the protagonist of the fantasy world is not an apprentice in the Gray Tower, but a fledgling little explorer.

In the camp, there are serious scholar teachers, passionate warrior uncles, and swift hunter ladies as leopards... Thanks to their patient and meticulous help and guidance, the protagonist begins to learn to observe rivers and mountains, record flowers and trees, dissect wild monsters and beasts, identify ancient altars and magnificent stone formations, bit by bit, as time goes by, the thin notes become thicker and thicker, and even the backpack is filled with the protagonist's manuscripts.

I don’t know how long it took, I just remember that the moonlight that night was as bright as snow, and the world suddenly appeared in different colors before my eyes, just like a crazy painter showing off his talent on the canvas. It looked like a large amount of oil paint piled up, but the faint lines inside seemed to be in order.

Finally, with the protagonist's exclamation, the illusion shattered.

An Ke shook her head and slowly calmed her breathing.

The proficiency panel in front of me lights up.

[Insight: 100/500/Beginner]

Anko blinked.

This time, the proficiency level given by the knowledge crystal is only 100. The previous telekinesis shield was able to perform so well, which was indeed because of his high attainments in the hands of the mage.

Oh, by the way, whether it is the Mage's Hand or the Telekinetic Shield, the illusions in these two knowledge crystals are all in the Gray Tower. The protagonist studies hard every day, and his mood and the color of the building are extremely gloomy. Even if he can be happy for a moment when he makes progress occasionally, he will become depressed in the blink of an eye due to the long torture and frustration.

The illusion in the clairvoyance technique is obviously different. Whether it is the people you meet or the scenery you see, it is completely incomparable to that in the Gray Tower.

This also means that although the protagonist studies hard, has passion and aspirations, and feels frustrated when he fails, the overall tone becomes relaxed and carefree, and the experience given to the user is completely different.

The former will cast a shadow over the mind, while the latter will hardly be a burden.

Of course, the discomfort caused by the overwhelming amount of information impacting the soul is still unavoidable.

Why does it feel like the difference between ordinary students and myself? Although they both started out as livers, their experiences and mentalities are completely different.

An Ke sighed a few times and began to experiment with insight.

In fact, the function of this trick has been demonstrated in the illusion. It can see the other side of everything in the world. Translated into human language, after casting the spell, you can observe the shape and movement of the surrounding magic.

Under normal circumstances, if ordinary apprentices and mages want to sense the changes in magic power, they must extend their mental power like meditation.

But it is obvious that the range that this method can perceive is quite limited, and if you rashly release your mental power, you will often suffer backlash.

The use of insight can avoid these shortcomings to a certain extent.

The practical uses are also obvious.

The first is to be able to judge other people's strength by the amount of magic power, just like the art of seeing qi in the world of immortal cultivation. As long as there is no special means to cover it up, it can be seen that other people's realm is high or low. Although for a magician, magic power may not be completely equal to rank, but most of the time the judgment is accurate.

Then there are some traps and cursed items that can be avoided.

When casting Insight, Anke felt like she had Eagle Vision in Assassin's Creed. Most things were gray, but things with concentrated magic were particularly conspicuous. For example, her telekinetic hand was bright white, while the different scrolls, such as the armor spell, were khaki, and the flash spell was crimson...

It was during the process of observing the scroll that An Ke made some surprising discoveries. Because he could directly see the direction and flow of the magic power, combined with his perception, he was obviously more adept at drawing the magic patterns.

Of course, static vision and dynamic vision seem to have improved to a certain extent, but it is not very obvious.

Overall, Insight is worthy of being one of the most popular tricks in the magical world. Even if one does not have time to learn it during the apprenticeship period, most wizards will take the time to study it after being promoted.

Anke nodded with satisfaction, stretched his muscles, and then ran out of the room.

Mainly because I was hungry, I wanted to find something to eat and experience the art of insight in front of people.

He was chewing a chicken leg in his mouth and casting spells in his eyes.

The vision became dim, and then many things in the guild hall were seen lighting up, such as the commission notice board, the boxes used by the staff to carry things, and even the black iron badge on Anko's collar... indicating that those were all magical items. Even the doors of the secret rooms and the pillars of the hall were lit up, but the patterns on them were not decorative patterns but curse patterns, which was both unexpected and reasonable.

Of course, in addition to looking at the objects, Anke also paid attention to the people around him. As long as he saw clumps of colors on their bodies, as loose as clouds, and although the sizes varied, they were about the same size as himself, then they should be apprentices.

As for the first-level mage.

An Ke raised his little face and stared at Luya with his mouth half open. It was so big, so blue, almost ten times larger than his own. Its mass completely crushed the apprentice. One was a cloud, while the other was water, or even solid ice.

"Not polite!"

Luya bent her fingers and gave Anke a slap, neither too hard nor too light.

"Gaze has power. Whether it's ordinary or after casting a spell, staring at someone for a long time is very rude. In some cases, it can even be considered provocative and lead to disputes."

My face was pinched again.

"I know! Dirty Art Paint Bar (VIII) Cage Wife (Slippery, Art)"

An Ke answered vaguely, but it was a pity because she was obviously not satisfied and was still looking around.

The eldest sister felt that Anke was interfering with her work, so she sent her back to the guild and let her watch to her heart's content in the tavern.

Bring the plate up.

The pub was bustling with activity.

After finishing the roasted chicken leg, An Ke slowly ate the caramel pudding while looking around with insight.

It was quite different from the guild. There was almost no bright colors in the tavern. There was only a magic prop at the door that served as a warning.

There were a few people of color who stood out in the crowd. They were not the waiters. The waiters in the tavern were ordinary people. The ones with magical powers were a few guests, a man in a guard uniform, the clerk of the lord's mansion, and the bard who played the piano and told stories. They were all apprentices.

Anke focused his observation on the bard.

It wasn't because of how well he played the piano or how wonderfully he sang the poems, but mainly because he found that the color of his magic was similar to his own.

The other party seems to be from the Chaos School as well.

Perhaps noticing Anke's gaze, the bard sang a melodramatic palace drama about unrequited love and eventual enmity, and after expressing his gratitude, he actually walked straight towards Anke.

"Don't be nervous, my dear lady. Your emotions are like the waves of the ocean. Oh, beneath the waves there are dangerous reefs. Don't misunderstand me. I mean no harm. I just heard of your great name and wanted to meet you."

As expected of a hymn singer, his voice is full of ups and downs.

An Ke narrowed his eyes. The magic trick the other party was practicing should be "emotion perception", which was quite consistent with the identity of a bard.

She didn't tense up anymore. After all, this was the Adventurer's Guild, and being so close, she was already within the range of the magician's hand.

Just pay attention to what the other person says.

"I've heard a lot about you."

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I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep first. Good night.

Chapter 23 Arrangements

The pub was bustling with people.

Anke looked at the bard in front of him with a strange expression.

Big brother, you may be polite, but you should at least pay more attention. I'm just an ordinary apprentice, how come you have heard so much about me?

Holding the bull-head harp in one hand, the young man shook his thick curly hair. As his free fingers turned, a black badge flashed by:

"Of course, it was my muse who showed such affection to you that she took the initiative to take you to the test. Since that day, I have been keeping an eye on you."

The bard shrugged. "Besides, you've been in the spotlight today. Listen to what everyone around you is talking about. Alas, after a busy evening, my meticulously crafted three-person court poem has barely garnered a single applause."

Anko frowned.

She didn't care whether the other person was Sister Luya's bootlicker, but just focused on the second half of the sentence.

The so-called attention must have been the minor friction she had with the Huangtu Gang on the street, but in order to follow the principle of keeping a low profile and avoid becoming a celebrity in Cedar Town, she had clearly discussed it with the Public Security Bureau and asked them to help conceal her identity.

The bald chief agreed readily at the time and even gave the order directly, but now it seems to be of no use. I don’t know whether it was because there were too many people on the street and it was difficult to hide it, or because the staff of the Public Security Bureau drank too much and made a mistake in speaking.

However, when An Ke paid attention to the discussions around him, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.

"...I swear, I was on that street at the time. You absolutely cannot imagine how terrifying and evil that female dwarf was, with a hooked nose, ugly pockmarks, and a hunched body. And there were black White Walkers hovering around her. With that owl-like shout, in the blink of an eye, corpses were scattered all over the ground, blood flowed like a river, and their internal organs and eyeballs were dug out. I don't know if they became the witches' collection or the White Walkers' food..."

The man dressed as a groom spoke in an ups and downs manner, and lowered his voice at the end, which made the people around him gasp and even sober up a lot.

As for some timid ladies, they covered their faces early on and only dared to see things through their fingers, as if doing so could alleviate the terrible images in their minds.

"Come on, that guy's always bragging in the tavern. He can turn a dog into a man-eating wolf in his mouth. You can't believe a single word he says. Besides, that wasn't some ugly female dwarf at all. She was an incredibly beautiful girl, just like... just like the noble ladies in Asda City, elegant and mysterious... Do you know where she came from?"

The man glanced at the whole room and saw that everyone was shaking their heads. He immediately raised his head and slammed the beer on the table.

"I'm telling you, she's the elder of the Blood Clan! She came to Xueshan Town specifically to hunt down werewolves! My cousin sells pancakes on that street, and he told me firsthand that the leader of the Desolate Gang is the evil werewolf. And the grudge between the Blood Clan and werewolves—hmph, even my three-year-old nephew knows it all. If anyone still doesn't understand, look, the poet is right there!"

The whole audience's attention was focused on the corner.

No one paid attention to the little girl with a complicated expression beside them, and only focused on the bard. The bard was also very tactful. He plucked the strings with his fingers and gave an impromptu performance.

"Ah~ Listen, the north wind sweeps across the old land of the empire. Look, the blood moon replaces the morning sun. The demon god of the abyss, Hesindi, bestows curse and grace, the hunting totem, the blood-drinking holy grail, and a thousand years of fate and grudges are written here..."

The bard stopped at the right moment and hooked his upside-down hat with his boot, revealing only six meager copper coins inside.

The intention of asking for rewards is obvious, but unfortunately the story of vampires and werewolves is well-known to everyone, and no one is indifferent.

The poet spread his hands helplessly towards Anke, his meaning was very clear.

The new Cedar Town horror story is obviously more gripping than the cliché.

"No, never mind who's right or wrong. If something that terrifying were to happen, the Sheriff's Department would have issued a notice long ago, right? Our town isn't on alert right now, is it?"

Well, finally someone raised a question, which was so reasonable that the first two hesitated for a long time, and finally either pretended to be drunk or made an excuse to go to the bathroom and slipped away.

"If you want to know the truth, all you have to do is ask Brother Rand and Steward Snow. One of them is the commander of the guards, and the other is the affairs officer of the lord's mansion. They have close ties with the Public Security Bureau. It's rare for them to show up in the tavern tonight..."

There are Erlin deleted, Lin Si (eight) zero dream principle.

The whole audience's attention was then focused on two people, namely the other two apprentices that An Ke had previously identified with his insight.

But they did not answer immediately. Instead, they looked at Anke. The officer nodded in a friendly manner, and the commander of the guards raised the oak cup in his hand proudly and drank it all.

Then the two of them spoke.

"Haha, I don't know much. I heard from the brothers in the Sheriff's Department that this should be an internal conflict within the Wasteland Gang. That person is not some witch, dwarf, or vampire noblewoman, but a handsome young man. He was once Kurt's lover, yes, the boss of that casino. He abandoned him after having an affair with him, which led to him making a pact with the White Walkers to seek power. In the end, they both died for love."

The guard commander's words caused a storm in the tavern.

For a while, words like "Oh my God", "The world is going downhill", and "Suicide for love is quite romantic" were heard one after another.

The officer was stunned for a moment, then unnoticeably distanced himself from the guard leader. He then coughed a few times, silencing the entire crowd.

"I don't know the specific emotional entanglement here, but I heard that it seems that the leader of the Wasteland Gang, Grey Wolf Thornes, colluded with the White Walkers. Kurt was too timid to go along with them, so Grey Wolf sent that handsome boy to kill and silence him. Uh, in the end, both sides were injured, and the Public Security Bureau took care of them all."

There was another uproar in the tavern.

Everyone was talking about this and that, either focusing on the issue of abandonment or the collusion between the Wastelanders and the White Walkers.

Anke stayed quietly in the corner and ate up the caramel pudding in one bite.

It was obvious that these two people were deliberately arranged to spread the news.

It seems that the director is still very trustworthy. Not only did he get An Ke off the case, but he also put all the blame on the Huangtu Gang.

However, since the White Walkers were specifically mentioned, combined with the gossip from Teacher Mott, it can be basically confirmed that the situation at the cemetery is not very optimistic.

Anko sighed.

After all, if it was just a few scattered White Walkers, the town leaders would have no need to warn the people in advance. They must have discovered groups or even an entire nest of White Walkers.

of course.

There is no need to be pessimistic. The Aleman family has been running Cedar Town for so long that they have a very deep foundation. Moreover, no matter how bad the situation is, as long as they are willing to ask for help, there are so many big figures in Arstar City and even the Council of the Tower in the North, and the White Walkers can't cause any trouble.

However, Xueshan Town is likely to be in chaos. Apart from other things, whether it is the war preparation orders or the adventurers and curious people who move upon hearing the news, it will definitely disrupt the daily rhythm of life in the town.

However, these have nothing to do with Miss Anke. She just stays quiet and works hard on her skills.

While drinking the sweet juice and chewing the egg tart, Anke gave the poor bard a silver coin and asked him to sing the story of the vampires and the werewolves.

After finishing, she returned to the basement of the guild. Luya was not there, so she simply returned to her room.