Chapter 67: Choosing A Weapon
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"Why, is that so hard to understand?" Crown Prince Lail was close to losing his patience.
What was wrong with this girl? He definitely heard her being praised as a genius before, so why was she behaving like a fool now?
"Junior brother Lail, did I do something wrong? Is that why you don't want to see me anymore? Please, tell me what I did wrong. I will fix it!" Murong Ling could not believe the Crown Prince would behave in such a way with her, especially in front of a crowd.
She felt that she must have definitely done something wrong, making him angry.
'Yes. As long as I sincerely apologize, the Crown Prince will no longer be angry at me. I just need to admit my mistakes and apologize!'
Feeling her confidence restore, she looked at Crown Prince Lail with an aggrieved expression, seeming as if unfairly wronged.
Crown Prince Lail was dumbfounded.
He asked her to leave, simple and straight. What nonsense was she saying now? It did not matter to him whether she did something wrong or not. He did not care for her apology. He just wanted her gone.
"Look, I do not care about what you do or how you do it. I just want some space, so could you please, leave?" He had no idea how to make himself clear without seeming insulting.
No idea how to tell this senior sister Murong to get lost, without embarrassing her any further. He did not want to place the dean's personal disciple in an awkward position. But if she insisted on sticking to him, he would not hesitate to speak his mind. Even if it meant indirectly embarrassing her.
Murong Ling stared at Crown Prince Lail in a daze.
'Is he seriously asking me to leave? Is that disgust I just saw in his eyes? Why does he feel disgusted with me?'
She was so caught up in her thoughts, she did not notice him leave. By the time she came to her senses, all the students in the Equipment Hall were giving her strange looks. There was unconcealed glee, delight, and jeering sneers in their eyes. They were rejoicing at her public embarrassment.
Shamed, Murong Ling turned and stiffly walked out of the equipment hall, her face devoid of all emotions. As such, the female spectators felt disappointed. Before today, they had never witnessed the senior sister Murong, the pride and honor of the Mistland Academy, being publicly told off.
Therefore, once they saw her being told to leave, by the new male student at that, they felt delighted and excited. Finally, there was someone not charmed by Murong Ling's good-girl and genius prodigy's façade. There was someone not immediately taken with her.
They were expecting to see a good show. A show of Murong Ling running out crying. However, they were left disappointed. They underestimated Murong Ling's strong self-esteem and pride, walking out with a raised head even after being so embarrassed.
"Did you see that? Senior Murong was just told off!" The blonde girl could not help exclaiming, feeling as if a stone was lifted off her chest, her revenge exacted.
"Su Rui, keep your volume down. What if someone overheard you and snitched to senior Murong?" Her friend was anxious, disturbed by her unrestrained behavior.
"So what if they snitched? Who is afraid of Murong Ling? If it was not because of her identity as the dean's student, would I have remained silent after she behaved so rudely with me? We are both of the same age. Her only advantage is her identity." Su Rui scoffed as she disdainfully watched Murong Ling's receding back.
"Even if her identity is her only advantage, it is still enough to silence every female student in the academy. Even the third year females do not dare to publicly look down on Murong Ling." Mina was exasperated at her friend's antics.
She could not understand what was going through her mind. As childhood friends, she knew Su Rui had very short temper and patience. But after entering the academy, she thought that aspect of her friend's personality had improved.
Not seeing her react after being blocked, she felt her friend had finally grown. She was able to perfectly control herself and her emotions well. However, it seemed that was just her illusion. Her friend had not changed much. Just learned to perfectly hide her emotions when necessary.
"If we had similar backings, would we still need to bow before her?" Su Rui's eyes glowed as she gazed at the Equipment Room, the earlier scene replaying in her mind.
During her entire year at the academy, she had never seen a male student bluntly and unreservedly turn Murong Ling down, straight out telling her to leave instead of seeking her out. Such a scene was a dream came true. The more she thought about it, the faster her heart raced.
'If only I was able to gain the good impression of such a man, then would someone like Murong Ling dare to raise her head before me?'
She wistfully thought.
She knew, such a matter was impossible. If that man was truly a descendent of the Founder, then his status was even higher than Murong Ling's. Would such a man be interested in her?
Her expression turned crestfallen, the question poking at her sorest spot.
Finally alone, Crown Prince Lail breathed in relief. He was not confident of being able to maintain his polite persona if that senior sister Murong decided to follow him. After all, his patience and tolerance were never great.
Feeling his tense muscles relax, Crown Prince Lail slowly entered the Equipment room. The room was dim, emitting the faint hum of magical weapons as they buzzed, even with their auras restrained.
He slowly walked through the wide space, leisurely evaluating the various weapons displayed on the racks. Their sharpness and immediate response to his touch surprised him.
After entering the academy, his first objective was to find a weapon similar in appearance and size to Black Serpent to act as disguise. As such, the different types of magical weapons and how to determine their compatibility with a magician, was one of the tasks he focused on.
From the magical texts, he came to know evoking reaction from the magical weapons was the first step to determining compatibility. Because without a response, the weapon would no longer be a magical weapon, but just an ordinary weapon.
It was only through an obvious reaction that the magical properties of the weapon could be revealed. Therefore, he was pleasantly surprised by the amount of weapons automatically reacting to his touch. This was, without a doubt, an obvious indication of his talent in weapon mastery.
"Is it because of the many years I spent mastering all types of weapons, wielding them during practice and drills?" He curiously wondered.
At this moment, grinding sounds entered his ears. Placing the blue sword down, Crown Prince Lail moved to the back of the Equipment Room, appearing before an unkempt robust elder seriously sharping a blue-black spear.
The moment the weapon entered his sight, the Crown Prince's eyes flashed with light. The spear was not only in the same color as his Black Serpent, its design and markings also perfectly matched with his own.
'Is this a coincidence, other's manipulation, or fate?'
Crown Prince Lail was beyond astonished at the strange turn of events.
"Elder, are you just making this weapon?" Moving over, Crown Prince Lail gazed at the black-blue spear with fervent eyes.
The elder, the Weapons Master of the Mistland Academy, placed the spear down and immediately recognized the Crown Prince.
"Are you the kid that flowed into the academy through the black sea? The one elder Mu Guan Lei snatched away from the dean?" The elder teased with humor as he swept his gaze on the Crown Prince.
The more he looked, the more he felt satisfied. From his aura to the way he carried himself, the kid gave off the presence of a leader. A leader that was worthy of his heritage.
"Uh, yes elder?" Crown Prince Lail did not know how to respond to the elder's question. Deny or admit he was snatched? If he denied, that would be disowning his master. If he accepted, that would be crushing his own dignity.
The Weapons elder smiled in satisfaction at the stumped look on the young man's face. His hesitation showed his good character. However, such hesitation was only acceptable in domestic affairs and not on the battlefield. He hoped the young man had that much foresight.
"Are you here to select a magical weapon?" He amiably asked.
"Yes. Actually, I wanted to ask the elder for a favor. Is it possible for elder to make a spear exactly like this one for me?" Crown Prince Lail glanced at the spear in the elder's hands, his eyes glowing with expectation.
"Oh, you like this spear, young friend?" The elder had a surprised expression on his face as he looked at the Crown Prince.
"Yes. I liked it at first sight." Crown Prince Lail was confused by the elder's reaction, but seeing nothing other than surprise, he honestly responded.
"If you like it so much, you can just take this one. I was only making it to add it to the weapons display. Maybe, it was meant for you, which is why fate brought you here today." Handing the spear over to the stunned Crown Prince Lail, the elder's eyes briefly brightened.
Turning, he leisurely left the back room.
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"Why, is that so hard to understand?" Crown Prince Lail was close to losing his patience.
What was wrong with this girl? He definitely heard her being praised as a genius before, so why was she behaving like a fool now?
"Junior brother Lail, did I do something wrong? Is that why you don't want to see me anymore? Please, tell me what I did wrong. I will fix it!" Murong Ling could not believe the Crown Prince would behave in such a way with her, especially in front of a crowd.
She felt that she must have definitely done something wrong, making him angry.
'Yes. As long as I sincerely apologize, the Crown Prince will no longer be angry at me. I just need to admit my mistakes and apologize!'
Feeling her confidence restore, she looked at Crown Prince Lail with an aggrieved expression, seeming as if unfairly wronged.
Crown Prince Lail was dumbfounded.
He asked her to leave, simple and straight. What nonsense was she saying now? It did not matter to him whether she did something wrong or not. He did not care for her apology. He just wanted her gone.
"Look, I do not care about what you do or how you do it. I just want some space, so could you please, leave?" He had no idea how to make himself clear without seeming insulting.
No idea how to tell this senior sister Murong to get lost, without embarrassing her any further. He did not want to place the dean's personal disciple in an awkward position. But if she insisted on sticking to him, he would not hesitate to speak his mind. Even if it meant indirectly embarrassing her.
Murong Ling stared at Crown Prince Lail in a daze.
'Is he seriously asking me to leave? Is that disgust I just saw in his eyes? Why does he feel disgusted with me?'
She was so caught up in her thoughts, she did not notice him leave. By the time she came to her senses, all the students in the Equipment Hall were giving her strange looks. There was unconcealed glee, delight, and jeering sneers in their eyes. They were rejoicing at her public embarrassment.
Shamed, Murong Ling turned and stiffly walked out of the equipment hall, her face devoid of all emotions. As such, the female spectators felt disappointed. Before today, they had never witnessed the senior sister Murong, the pride and honor of the Mistland Academy, being publicly told off.
Therefore, once they saw her being told to leave, by the new male student at that, they felt delighted and excited. Finally, there was someone not charmed by Murong Ling's good-girl and genius prodigy's façade. There was someone not immediately taken with her.
They were expecting to see a good show. A show of Murong Ling running out crying. However, they were left disappointed. They underestimated Murong Ling's strong self-esteem and pride, walking out with a raised head even after being so embarrassed.
"Did you see that? Senior Murong was just told off!" The blonde girl could not help exclaiming, feeling as if a stone was lifted off her chest, her revenge exacted.
"Su Rui, keep your volume down. What if someone overheard you and snitched to senior Murong?" Her friend was anxious, disturbed by her unrestrained behavior.
"So what if they snitched? Who is afraid of Murong Ling? If it was not because of her identity as the dean's student, would I have remained silent after she behaved so rudely with me? We are both of the same age. Her only advantage is her identity." Su Rui scoffed as she disdainfully watched Murong Ling's receding back.
"Even if her identity is her only advantage, it is still enough to silence every female student in the academy. Even the third year females do not dare to publicly look down on Murong Ling." Mina was exasperated at her friend's antics.
She could not understand what was going through her mind. As childhood friends, she knew Su Rui had very short temper and patience. But after entering the academy, she thought that aspect of her friend's personality had improved.
Not seeing her react after being blocked, she felt her friend had finally grown. She was able to perfectly control herself and her emotions well. However, it seemed that was just her illusion. Her friend had not changed much. Just learned to perfectly hide her emotions when necessary.
"If we had similar backings, would we still need to bow before her?" Su Rui's eyes glowed as she gazed at the Equipment Room, the earlier scene replaying in her mind.
During her entire year at the academy, she had never seen a male student bluntly and unreservedly turn Murong Ling down, straight out telling her to leave instead of seeking her out. Such a scene was a dream came true. The more she thought about it, the faster her heart raced.
'If only I was able to gain the good impression of such a man, then would someone like Murong Ling dare to raise her head before me?'
She wistfully thought.
She knew, such a matter was impossible. If that man was truly a descendent of the Founder, then his status was even higher than Murong Ling's. Would such a man be interested in her?
Her expression turned crestfallen, the question poking at her sorest spot.
Finally alone, Crown Prince Lail breathed in relief. He was not confident of being able to maintain his polite persona if that senior sister Murong decided to follow him. After all, his patience and tolerance were never great.
Feeling his tense muscles relax, Crown Prince Lail slowly entered the Equipment room. The room was dim, emitting the faint hum of magical weapons as they buzzed, even with their auras restrained.
He slowly walked through the wide space, leisurely evaluating the various weapons displayed on the racks. Their sharpness and immediate response to his touch surprised him.
After entering the academy, his first objective was to find a weapon similar in appearance and size to Black Serpent to act as disguise. As such, the different types of magical weapons and how to determine their compatibility with a magician, was one of the tasks he focused on.
From the magical texts, he came to know evoking reaction from the magical weapons was the first step to determining compatibility. Because without a response, the weapon would no longer be a magical weapon, but just an ordinary weapon.
It was only through an obvious reaction that the magical properties of the weapon could be revealed. Therefore, he was pleasantly surprised by the amount of weapons automatically reacting to his touch. This was, without a doubt, an obvious indication of his talent in weapon mastery.
"Is it because of the many years I spent mastering all types of weapons, wielding them during practice and drills?" He curiously wondered.
At this moment, grinding sounds entered his ears. Placing the blue sword down, Crown Prince Lail moved to the back of the Equipment Room, appearing before an unkempt robust elder seriously sharping a blue-black spear.
The moment the weapon entered his sight, the Crown Prince's eyes flashed with light. The spear was not only in the same color as his Black Serpent, its design and markings also perfectly matched with his own.
'Is this a coincidence, other's manipulation, or fate?'
Crown Prince Lail was beyond astonished at the strange turn of events.
"Elder, are you just making this weapon?" Moving over, Crown Prince Lail gazed at the black-blue spear with fervent eyes.
The elder, the Weapons Master of the Mistland Academy, placed the spear down and immediately recognized the Crown Prince.
"Are you the kid that flowed into the academy through the black sea? The one elder Mu Guan Lei snatched away from the dean?" The elder teased with humor as he swept his gaze on the Crown Prince.
The more he looked, the more he felt satisfied. From his aura to the way he carried himself, the kid gave off the presence of a leader. A leader that was worthy of his heritage.
"Uh, yes elder?" Crown Prince Lail did not know how to respond to the elder's question. Deny or admit he was snatched? If he denied, that would be disowning his master. If he accepted, that would be crushing his own dignity.
The Weapons elder smiled in satisfaction at the stumped look on the young man's face. His hesitation showed his good character. However, such hesitation was only acceptable in domestic affairs and not on the battlefield. He hoped the young man had that much foresight.
"Are you here to select a magical weapon?" He amiably asked.
"Yes. Actually, I wanted to ask the elder for a favor. Is it possible for elder to make a spear exactly like this one for me?" Crown Prince Lail glanced at the spear in the elder's hands, his eyes glowing with expectation.
"Oh, you like this spear, young friend?" The elder had a surprised expression on his face as he looked at the Crown Prince.
"Yes. I liked it at first sight." Crown Prince Lail was confused by the elder's reaction, but seeing nothing other than surprise, he honestly responded.
"If you like it so much, you can just take this one. I was only making it to add it to the weapons display. Maybe, it was meant for you, which is why fate brought you here today." Handing the spear over to the stunned Crown Prince Lail, the elder's eyes briefly brightened.
Turning, he leisurely left the back room.
"Why, is that so hard to understand?" Crown Prince Lail was close to losing his patience.What was wrong with this girl? He definitely heard her being praised as a genius before, so why was she behaving like a fool now?"Junior brother Lail, did I do something wrong? Is that why you don't want to see me anymore? Please, tell me what I did wrong. I will fix it!" Murong Ling could not believe the Crown Prince would behave in such a way with her, especially in front of a crowd.She felt that she must have definitely done something wrong, making him angry.'Yes. As long as I sincerely apologize, the Crown Prince will no longer be angry at me. I just need to admit my mistakes and apologize!'Feeling her confidence restore, she looked at Crown Prince Lail with an aggrieved expression, seeming as if unfairly wronged.Crown Prince Lail was dumbfounded.He asked her to leave, simple and straight. What nonsense was she saying now? It did not matter to him whether she did something wrong or not. He did not care for her apology. He just wanted her gone."Look, I do not care about what you do or how you do it. I just want some space, so could you please, leave?" He had no idea how to make himself clear without seeming insulting.No idea how to tell this senior sister Murong to get lost, without embarrassing her any further. He did not want to place the dean's personal disciple in an awkward position. But if she insisted on sticking to him, he would not hesitate to speak his mind. Even if it meant indirectly embarrassing her.Murong Ling stared at Crown Prince Lail in a daze.'Is he seriously asking me to leave? Is that disgust I just saw in his eyes? Why does he feel disgusted with me?'She was so caught up in her thoughts, she did not notice him leave. By the time she came to her senses, all the students in the Equipment Hall were giving her strange looks. There was unconcealed glee, delight, and jeering sneers in their eyes. They were rejoicing at her public embarrassment.Shamed, Murong Ling turned and stiffly walked out of the equipment hall, her face devoid of all emotions. As such, the female spectators felt disappointed. Before today, they had never witnessed the senior sister Murong, the pride and honor of the Mistland Academy, being publicly told off.Therefore, once they saw her being told to leave, by the new male student at that, they felt delighted and excited. Finally, there was someone not charmed by Murong Ling's good-girl and genius prodigy's faade. There was someone not immediately taken with her.They were expecting to see a good show. A show of Murong Ling running out crying. However, they were left disappointed. They underestimated Murong Ling's strong self-esteem and pride, walking out with a raised head even after being so embarrassed."Did you see that? Senior Murong was just told off!" The blonde girl could not help exclaiming, feeling as if a stone was lifted off her chest, her revenge exacted."Su Rui, keep your volume down. What if someone overheard you and snitched to senior Murong?" Her friend was anxious, disturbed by her unrestrained behavior."So what if they snitched? Who is afraid of Murong Ling? If it was not because of her identity as the dean's student, would I have remained silent after she behaved so rudely with me? We are both of the same age. Her only advantage is her identity." Su Rui scoffed as she disdainfully watched Murong Ling's receding back."Even if her identity is her only advantage, it is still enough to silence every female student in the academy. Even the third year females do not dare to publicly look down on Murong Ling." Mina was exasperated at her friend's antics.She could not understand what was going through her mind. As childhood friends, she knew Su Rui had very short temper and patience. But after entering the academy, she thought that aspect of her friend's personality had improved.Not seeing her react after being blocked, she felt her friend had finally grown. She was able to perfectly control herself and her emotions well. However, it seemed that was just her illusion. Her friend had not changed much. Just learned to perfectly hide her emotions when necessary."If we had similar backings, would we still need to bow before her?" Su Rui's eyes glowed as she gazed at the Equipment Room, the earlier scene replaying in her mind.During her entire year at the academy, she had never seen a male student bluntly and unreservedly turn Murong Ling down, straight out telling her to leave instead of seeking her out. Such a scene was a dream came true. The more she thought about it, the faster her heart raced.'If only I was able to gain the good impression of such a man, then would someone like Murong Ling dare to raise her head before me?'She wistfully thought.She knew, such a matter was impossible. If that man was truly a descendent of the Founder, then his status was even higher than Murong Ling's. Would such a man be interested in her?Her expression turned crestfallen, the question poking at her sorest spot.Finally alone, Crown Prince Lail breathed in relief. He was not confident of being able to maintain his polite persona if that senior sister Murong decided to follow him. After all, his patience and tolerance were never great.Feeling his tense muscles relax, Crown Prince Lail slowly entered the Equipment room. The room was dim, emitting the faint hum of magical weapons as they buzzed, even with their auras restrained.He slowly walked through the wide space, leisurely evaluating the various weapons displayed on the racks. Their sharpness and immediate response to his touch surprised him.After entering the academy, his first objective was to find a weapon similar in appearance and size to Black Serpent to act as disguise. As such, the different types of magical weapons and how to determine their compatibility with a magician, was one of the tasks he focused on.From the magical texts, he came to know evoking reaction from the magical weapons was the first step to determining compatibility. Because without a response, the weapon would no longer be a magical weapon, but just an ordinary weapon.It was only through an obvious reaction that the magical properties of the weapon could be revealed. Therefore, he was pleasantly surprised by the amount of weapons automatically reacting to his touch. This was, without a doubt, an obvious indication of his talent in weapon mastery."Is it because of the many years I spent mastering all types of weapons, wielding them during practice and drills?" He curiously wondered.At this moment, grinding sounds entered his ears. Placing the blue sword down, Crown Prince Lail moved to the back of the Equipment Room, appearing before an unkempt robust elder seriously sharping a blue-black spear.The moment the weapon entered his sight, the Crown Prince's eyes flashed with light. The spear was not only in the same color as his Black Serpent, its design and markings also perfectly matched with his own.'Is this a coincidence, other's manipulation, or fate?'Crown Prince Lail was beyond astonished at the strange turn of events."Elder, are you just making this weapon?" Moving over, Crown Prince Lail gazed at the black-blue spear with fervent eyes.The elder, the Weapons Master of the Mistland Academy, placed the spear down and immediately recognized the Crown Prince."Are you the kid that flowed into the academy through the black sea? The one elder Mu Guan Lei snatched away from the dean?" The elder teased with humor as he swept his gaze on the Crown Prince.The more he looked, the more he felt satisfied. From his aura to the way he carried himself, the kid gave off the presence of a leader. A leader that was worthy of his heritage."Uh, yes elder?" Crown Prince Lail did not know how to respond to the elder's question. Deny or admit he was snatched? If he denied, that would be disowning his master. If he accepted, that would be crushing his own dignity.The Weapons elder smiled in satisfaction at the stumped look on the young man's face. His hesitation showed his good character. However, such hesitation was only acceptable in domestic affairs and not on the battlefield. He hoped the young man had that much foresight."Are you here to select a magical weapon?" He amiably asked."Yes. Actually, I wanted to ask the elder for a favor. Is it possible for elder to make a spear exactly like this one for me?" Crown Prince Lail glanced at the spear in the elder's hands, his eyes glowing with expectation."Oh, you like this spear, young friend?" The elder had a surprised expression on his face as he looked at the Crown Prince."Yes. I liked it at first sight." Crown Prince Lail was confused by the elder's reaction, but seeing nothing other than surprise, he honestly responded."If you like it so much, you can just take this one. I was only making it to add it to the weapons display. Maybe, it was meant for you, which is why fate brought you here today." Handing the spear over to the stunned Crown Prince Lail, the elder's eyes briefly brightened.Turning, he leisurely left the back room.
