"First of all, the first rule I want to make for you is-"

The old man's voice suddenly rose: "Stay away from me!"

"ah?"

Art was a little confused, what do you mean?

"It means to keep you away from me -" As Edgeworth's voice continued to rise, the white beard on his chin began to tremble.

Edgeworth looked at the confused Art and roared loudly: "It's twenty meters now! You can only stand twenty meters away from me! Boy! Twenty meters away! Do you understand?

Don’t come near me under any circumstances!”

"???"

Art didn't react at all. Don't come close. What do you mean? Will anything bad happen if I come close to you?

When his thoughts came to this, he suddenly frowned.

But before he could think about it, the old man's roar sounded again: "One more thing! Don't ignore me!!! Then! Don't call me Your Excellency! Call me Master!"

Art immediately came back to his senses: "Yes! Master!"

“Not loud enough!!”

"Yes!! Master!!"

"Bigger!!"

"Yes!!! Master!!!"

"Do you want me to become deaf!!!"

"..." Art looked at the old man in blue robe with a smile on his face, indifferent and speechless. Are you an old naughty boy?

"Hahaha!" Looking at Art's deflated look, Edgeworth felt much better, and most of his resentment about the broken ring was gone. "Okay! What do you want to learn now! Tell me!"

He shook his robe, and there was not a trace of dust on the robe that had its own cleaning skills: "Potion or alchemy? The great Master Edgeworth can teach you everything!"

Looking at Edgeworth who looked proud, Art didn't speak.

Can such an out-of-touch person really be trusted?

"Of course I'm reliable!!! Boy, I'm going to teach you the first lesson now! That is, don't guess about powerful wizards." Edgeworth looked at him and yelled, "I can't hear other thoughts, but

, when face to face, the thoughts of a great wizard of the prophecy system will be directly sensed by the other party!"

"The first lesson you need to learn! Is to close your mind! Close your mind in your mind! Don't let it jump around like a domino worm!"

"Be glad that the person standing opposite you is not a necromancer! Your thoughts in front of a necromancer of the same level as me are like a woman without pants!"

Art, who originally had a serious face because his thoughts were sensed, suddenly lost his composure.

A woman without pants, what kind of metaphor is this...

"Are you laughing at me! Ha!?" Edgeworth growled loudly, "Tell me if you are!?"

Unlike his thoughts just now, this time Art's thoughts were not directed at him, so Edgeworth didn't notice it. He could only find that Art's spirit was a little more active.

"How on earth did that old bastard Fast teach people to herd animals!? He can't even calm down his mind!?" Edgeworth yelled at Fast, "Does he think he is grazing animals in the forest!!!"

"

After scolding Duke Mercury, the old man's eyes turned to Art: "Come on, accept this, use this thing first, and then build spiritual protection!"

While speaking, he drew his hand in the air, and a hollow sphere made of interlocking and overlapping rings emerged from the air, flew towards At, and landed in At's hands.

"This is something I used when I was young. It is of no use now. You can wear it first, or put it away, and I will teach you how to build psychic protection."

Art nodded, then pressed the mercury bag that was only half the size of his palm on the mercury bag on his waist, and then its image appeared in the inventory.

[Mind Flayer Core lv17: A spell prop made from the materials of thirty mind flayers, possessing powerful psychic power.

Spell-like mind blast lv16: Release a cone-shaped mind blast at a target, causing mental damage and shocking the target.

Passive·Psychic Barrier lv14: Protects against mental attacks below lv14, immune to mental control and interference below lv11.

————"The mind-stealing magician? What a disgusting thing, even more disgusting than Halloran."]

After quickly scanning the items and confirming that there was no danger, Art turned his gaze back to the old man in blue robe.

I saw his palm waved towards Art, and the starry blue spiritual energy condensed into a faint blue hollow ball in the air in front of Art, which was somewhat similar to the core of the Mind Flayer just now, and the structure of this

Details of the hollow ball...

He had seen each of these inscriptions in the list of inscriptions given by Duke Mercury, but the inscriptions on the list were flat, while these were three-dimensional.

"You don't know how to quickly memorize spells?" Looking at Art, who didn't move and just stared at the ball, Edgeworth frowned, "How did that old bastard Fast teach you...

..No, I almost forgot, that guy can’t teach you.”

He scratched his gray hair: "Do I have to start from scratch? Damn Fast, that old bastard."

Art didn't want to express any opinions. He probably understood what Master Edgeworth said just now - in his current situation, thinking about a master of prophecy when face to face would be perceived by the other party.

"Yes, that's right." Edgeworth glanced at him, "If you have any plans or conspiracies against a spiritual master, it is best to seal your own mind and then hide from the other person's perception to plan.

This approach is different for a master of the prophecy system. Although the caster of the prophecy system cannot predict himself, if someone is planning against him within his perception, he will be sensed immediately, even if he cannot know that the other party is there.

What are you planning, but as long as you are targeted by a master of prophecy, then he will have an easy time..."

Except for you guy...

Edgeworth muttered in his heart, if it was true, Fast would have known about this kid's condition... If the guess was true, the fragmentation of his lucky ring could also be explained, and...

...

Any prophecy spellcaster who dares to use prophecy spells on such a guy will suffer the same fate as his own ring.

Although he can sense that Art has thoughts, he can only get feedback when the other person is thinking about him. He cannot explore in detail what the thoughts are, and he does not dare to explore in detail...

Ever since he became a master of prophecy, Edgeworth has never been so frustrated.

And the person being aggrieved is still a low-level apprentice...

The next moment, Edgeworth saw this lowly apprentice who had made him feel aggrieved. He expressionlessly took out the Mind Flayer core he had given him, untied the rope chain, and hung it around his neck.

.

Art looked at the old man expressionlessly, thinking in his heart: "Master Edgeworth, your taste is really bad, and your..."

Edgeworth also looked at Art with a speechless face. He could sense that the other person's spirit had no fluctuations, and it felt like he was not thinking about anything.

But Edgeworth, who has been using this thing for nearly a hundred years, doesn't know that it is the effect of a spiritual barrier?
Chapter completed!