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Chapter 23 Variants(6/6)

"Unless... someone wants to catch up with the visiting Ms. Jinni?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Star Lake Guards dispersed.

No one seemed to want to stay any longer.

Mallos turned his head and nodded slightly towards Jinni and Thales.

The palace lady snorted coldly, turned around and stepped forward:

"What are you doing standing there, kid?"

"You still have to go to class!"

Thales was startled, and then he came back to his senses from the shock and confusion just now.

He turned his head, not caring about his appearance, and trotted all the way, hurriedly catching up with Jinnie's high-heeled boots.

While the boy was trotting, he was murmuring in his heart:

What are you doing?

In these six years...

In addition to being beaten hard all day long, sweating and blood, fighting against Nikolai with tears and gritted teeth, trying to survive in his terrifying and huge shadow...

What else did he do to make his finishing power look like that...

Angry sea and roaring waves?

The training ground quickly became empty. Mallos stared at Jinni and Thales who were walking away, his expression gloomy.

"And you, Piroga, pass on the message."

Mallos called to Piloga, who was walking at the end.

"This time, we have just been established, and our responsibilities are unfamiliar."

"But next time, even if His Majesty himself comes."

Mallos emphasized the word "himself", which made Piroga subconsciously nervous.

The watchman slowly turned his head, his eyes flashing with an unusually solemn color:

"The guards under me are not allowed to be released without any hindrance and without any communication."

"do you understand?"

Piloga shivered all over.

He suddenly had the illusion that the usually indifferent and relaxed Commander Tormund Mallos did not exist at this moment.

Piloga quickly nodded respectfully, turned and left.

Mallos looked at his back with complicated eyes and unpredictable thoughts.

After a moment, the watchman turned to the only person left beside him.

"Hugo?"

The flag-bearer of the Duke's bodyguard, Hugo Fubi, walked up in a low-key and obedient manner.

"Did you record today's training, including the prince's finishing power?" Mallos asked calmly.

"Of course," Fubi Flag Officer took out a notebook, his eyes suddenly became shrewd:

"The angry sea is storming."

"And the details of Prince Thales' response..."

But Mallos interrupted him.

"variant."

Fubi raised his head with a puzzled expression.

"Put one on your record."

Mallos said softly, his expression and tone slowly returned to the cold state before:

"Prince Thales's power of termination is a rare 'variant' of the Raging Sea."

Fubi blinked and frowned.

"As for the specific direction and characteristics of the variant..."

Mallos exhaled, his face as calm as water:

"Unknown."

Fubi was stunned for two seconds.

"Variant, unknown...Sir, are you sure?"

He looked at his notebook and said doubtfully:

"This is for Deputy Captain Talen to see, and he will report it to His Majesty and...if there is any unclear or inaccurate description..."

Mallos suddenly turned around.

"Yes, I'm sure."

He interrupted Fubi's flag officer categorically, his eyes burning and aggressive:
Chapter completed!
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