Chapter 50 Your monocle is so ugly
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"To choose a soul skill that doesn't quite suit your own inclinations for the sake of the competition… that's practically betting your whole life." Amon nodded knowingly, understanding Romier's concerns.
"Yes, it concerns his future life… Unlike noble soul masters, commoner soul masters don't have as many choices.
"But the Soul Master Competition is also an opportunity that can determine one's destiny, so he didn't directly refuse."
Bi Da'er looked at Amon, hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"Actually, I don't think he's a suitable candidate, he's quite annoying… This is largely due to the fact that he has a mouth.
"You can think of him as an enhanced version of Bettman, which is not conducive to the unity of the team."
Amon adjusted his glasses and chuckled, "I understand."
He stood up, put the book back in its place, and walked outside.
Bi Da'er scratched his head and didn't plan to stay any longer.
As he was about to get up to leave, a girl with golden hair and a beautiful face walked over. She held a smile and said softly in a silver bell-like voice:
"Bi Da'er, are you interested in chatting?"
"Ilya? Put away that sickening smile, I know very well what kind of woman you are. What is there to talk about between us?" Bi Da'er replied coldly.
"I just want to ask, is your team still under your control?" Her's smile remained unchanged.
Bi Da'er closed his notebook, leaned forward slightly, and said with a more cautious and serious attitude:
"When did I ever say this was my team?"
Ilya's smile slightly faded, "Indeed, you can't control someone like that. I've also heard about the assessment.
"The strength shown by the freshmen in your class, Yan Jin and Lei Yin, is probably no less than yours, and they are clearly led by that person named Amon.
"According to my understanding of you, you wouldn't allow such an easily out-of-control group to exist in your team. Unless… you are not the leader of this team.
"I'm very curious, who exactly is Amon, that even someone as proud as you is willing to be subordinate to him.
"I've investigated, none of the famous great nobles in Beidi have such descendants. I've also asked Zhu Youzhi, but he didn't say anything.
"This makes me even more curious."
Bi Da'er smiled, "It seems Brady and Hussein are not as meticulous and well-informed as you. They still see me as their imaginary enemy. So, what do you mean by coming to me…"
"Don't you mind chatting with me about your captain? Maybe he can become 'our' captain…" Ilya smiled sweetly.
Bi Da'er stared at her in surprise, saying with some vigilance:
"Are you willing to give up your own team? Are you willing to give up these years of hard work?"
She shook her head and said with a hint of helplessness:
"Leading a team to win the selection Race can certainly prove one's ability, but only if you can win.
"The captain is the core of a team, and also the one who has the greatest glory after success. If possible, who would give up?
"But when the gap in strength is so large that no matter how hard you try, you can't see any chance of winning, it's a wise choice to put down your pride and join the other side.
"This can also prove that a noble has excellent vision and accurate judgment."
Bi Da'er suddenly chuckled, "Very much in line with your usual style… Then, allow me to introduce my captain."
…
Romier walked on the path by the lake, gazing at the rippling surface of the water.
A group of black swans swam leisurely on the lake. It was two adult black swans with a group of cygnets.
They were so carefree, seemingly without any worries.
Romier picked up a small stone from the ground and threw it at an adult black swan.
Watching them panic at this sudden attack, a wicked smile appeared on his face.
"That's interesting, isn't it?"
A young man wearing a black classical robe, a black pointed soft hat, and a monocle on his right eye came to his side at some point.
"Huh? Who are you? I don't seem to have seen you in the academy." Romier raised an eyebrow.
"My name is Amon, I just enrolled." Amon replied softly.
"You came to me specifically, is there something you want? Oh, by the way, your aesthetic sense isn't very good, that monocle is just plain ugly."
Amon paused in the act of adjusting his glasses, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Has your teacher not taught you that before provoking prey, you should first choose the appropriate target?"
"No, he didn't have time to say… He only taught me how to provoke wild boars." Romier grinned, his smile mocking.
Amon snapped his fingers, pointing to the family of black swans on the lake:
"Look, they are swimming in the water, so leisurely… So we can draw a conclusion that soaking in the lake can get rid of troubles.
"Since you have hesitation, anxiety, and troubles in your heart, why not go down and calm down, maybe you can find a solution."
Romier's thinking was affected, and his thinking speed became extremely slow, and Amon's words seemed very credible.
Under this inexplicable trust, he nodded, "Maybe that's a good idea."
He walked towards the lake step by step, and at the last moment, he reacted.
"What kind of bullshit logic is this?"
But it was too late, he stepped on the air and fell into the lake.
The cold lake water submerged his head, giving him a jolt.
After choking on a few mouthfuls of water, Romier surfaced and cursed in a low voice:
"Shit!"
He wanted to go ashore, but as soon as his hand grabbed the vegetation on the shore, Amon snapped his fingers again.
So he fell backward into the lake.
Climb up.
Fall.
Climb up.
Fall…
After repeating this several times, when he saw Amon about to snap his fingers again, he finally couldn't help shouting:
"Stop, I give up."
Romier struggled to climb ashore, panting heavily. He was soaking wet, and lake water slid down his face, dripping from his chin.
He wiped his face and said with some horror:
"Damn it, what kind of ability is this?"
"Just a trivial trick…" Amon said with a smile.
Romier squeezed his clothes, wringing out a lot of water. He said very naturally:
"The sun was too strong just now, I was a little dizzy. Looking closely, you actually have quite good taste…
"Look at this monocle, it's so elegant, only the most handsome and elegant gentleman can match it… I mean it suits you very well."
Influencing other people's minds and controlling other people's actions, this is simply the ability of a demon! Romier muttered in his heart.
He put away the mocking look on his face and asked with the most sunny and gentle smile:
"So, classmate, what do you want from me?"
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