The reason why Grimm had returned to the Black Isotta Academy this time, besides obtaining the knowledge of the Ashen Mask, was also to resolve the issue of income from the perfume with Fatty.
The issue of income from the perfume. The Amethyst Commercial Alliance that Fatty worked for was a large power that spread throughout the Seven Rings Holy Tower's 11th to 15th District's Dark Sorcerer camp. They also had power in the Seven Rings Holy Tower.
When Fatty saw the halo on top of Grimm's head, he stared and murmured, "Looks like the contract will last for several thousand years. The calculations of those old fellows have gone down the drain."
…
Black Isotta Tower's fourth floor.
A short and skinny sorcerer with a white goatee put down the book in his hand. He blankly pointed at the halo on top of Grimm's head and murmured in disbelief, "You have the qualifications to be a reserve Demon-Hunter Sorcerer?"
This sorcerer was precisely the official sorcerer who had sold the Ashen Mask to Grimm for two thousand magic stones, Shinlu.
Grimm nodded and slowly took off the Ashen Mask, revealing the calm face of a mature man. He respectfully said, "Thanks to Great Master's Ashen Mask, Grimm can have today's achievements."
Shinlu opened his mouth and after a long time, he sighed and said, "Come back in two or three hundred years. At that time, we will be of the same generation."
Grimm politely smiled, then his face gradually became serious. He said in a deep voice, "Great Master Shinlu, after learning alchemy from you, I won't hide it from you. I have gradually developed my own understanding of alchemy. And these past few years, I have also obtained some valuable alchemy materials. I want to refine a true sorcerer tool that belongs exclusively to me. Therefore, I have a strong demand for the alchemy techniques and corresponding knowledge of this mask. "
After a pause, Grimm said in a deep voice, "I am willing to pay a price that I can bear right now in exchange for the exclusive knowledge of this mask."
Shinlu looked at Grimm in astonishment. After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and slowly said, "I think … it is time to tell you the real situation. This mask was not refined by me. I only bought it from another sorcerer when I was young. "
Grimm was stunned and asked in surprise, "Who?"
"Fake Faceless Nilmar. He is a Rank 2 Sorcerer with deep attainments in Sound Wave Sorcery, Curse Sorcery, Occult Studies, and Alchemy. Therefore, if you want to obtain the exclusive knowledge of this mask, you should go find him. "Shinlu said somewhat awkwardly.
After all, back in the interrogation room, Shinlu didn't mention anything about the true origin of that mask.
Fake Faceless Wizard?
Grimm stared dumbfoundedly at Singh. He had been a Sorcerer-Apprentice for so many years, and now he was about to leave the Black Isotta Academy for good. Unexpectedly, after going around in a circle, he came back to this Sorcerer who had changed Grimm's life?
Moreover, the Fake Faceless was Sam's mentor. Presumably, the Fake Faceless already knew about his situation in the Holy Tower Tryouts.
Contemplating, Grimm bid farewell to Shinlu.
Returning to Norris's laboratory, under the guidance of his mentor, Grimm came to the room on the 56th floor of the Black Isotta Tower that belonged to the Fake Faceless Wizard.
When that featureless, flat face appeared before Grimm's eyes, when that ominous aura pounced on Grimm, when that hoarse voice that came from an unknown place within the black robe reached Grimm's ears, almost in an instant, it was as if Grimm had returned to that hellish sea ship. He had returned to the time when he was trembling in fear every day and constantly forced himself to be calmer and stronger.
This frightening, featureless face had appeared more than once in Grimm's nightmares, leaving an indelible mark in Grimm's life.
"Hm? Master Norris, how come you have the time to come here today? " It wasn't until Fake Faceless Nilmar's surprised, respectful, and amazed voice came over that Grimm was pulled out of his memories and back to reality.
Norris was also wearing a loose robe. His arms and face were full of sewing marks. His ugly face showed his ugly face. "Why can't I come and inspect your teaching mission?" Norris snorted. "Can't I come and inspect your teaching mission if I have nothing to do?"
The Fake Faceless Wizard smiled and said, "How is it? Sam didn't disappoint you, did he? This year, our academy has no less than 16 sorcerer-apprentices with the qualifications to become reserve Demon-Hunters. This is far more than the other sorcerers academies in the 12th District. "
Norris nodded and stepped aside. He pointed at Grimm behind him and said, "This is my disciple, Grimm. He is also the sorcerer-apprentice on the Lilith Hut that you brought back. Sam should have told you about him, right?"
After taking a deep breath, Grimm slowly bowed under the calm, wise and farsighted eyes, displaying the sorcerer's etiquette.
Yes, at this very moment, he was no longer that helpless, weak sorcerer-apprentice on the ship. He was already the disciple of Master Norris, the recipient of the peak reward from the 11th to 15th District's dark sorcerer camp.
Compared to Fake Faceless Nilmar, Norris was the real terrifying old monster!
"You, you …" Nilmar was shocked. "You've actually become Master Norris's disciple. No wonder …"
After being shocked for a moment, Fake Faceless turned toward the laboratory and shouted, "Sam, come out and greet the Dean. Your friend Grimm has also come."
A black-robed sorcerer-apprentice walked over, similarly wearing a transparent halo above his head.
"Dean."
After Sam respectfully bowed toward Norris, Norris let out a "hmm" sound and indifferently said, "You performed well in the Holy Tower Tryouts and won honor for the Black Iso Tower Academy. Your mentor Nilmar should be proud of cultivating such an outstanding disciple like you. Not bad, not bad."
Sam smiled happily, but it was unknown whether this smile was his true intention or not.
At least on the surface, he was smiling happily.
Glenn met Sam's gaze and gave him a courteous and tranquil smile. The gaze under the Ashen Mask was so gentle, tranquil, and wise, like a sorcerer who had lived for hundreds of years and experienced the vicissitudes of time and was brimming with wisdom. At this moment, Sam even had a kind of illusion.
It seemed …
He and this sorcerer-apprentice in front of him were already no longer on the same level of existence.
Sam's "smiling and excited" face gradually recovered its calmness. Looking at Grimm, he recalled the Holy Tower Tryouts a few days ago when Grimm swept his gaze over them. Under that indescribable fear and trepidation, he, Kyrie, Bionna, Roga, Yates, and even Millie and Mina all felt a deep fear from the bottom of their hearts. They only wanted to do everything in their power to escape from this human-skinned monster in front of them who no longer seemed to be a sorcerer-apprentice.
What Ice Age Millie, what Primal Curse Althio, and even that 15th district sorcerer-apprentice Hill Woods who was called a monster by the Sun's Child …
This low-key and unknown sorcerer-apprentice in front of them was the real terrifying monster in the Holy Tower Tryouts secret plane!
Sam silently swallowed his saliva and calmed his mood with great effort. With all his strength, he restored his indifferent expression and said in a deep voice, "Grimm …"
Grimm quietly looked at Sam.
It was the same man at the ball before the Newcomer's Trial.
The condescending manner and tone under the cold and amiable appearance, the natural arrogance that was revealed when he tried hard to control his emotions. Just saying "I know you" to Alastair made him feel that it was a matter of course and even made Alastair feel a little excited.
At that time, no one felt that Sam was arrogant and just took it for granted.
At that time, Sam said to Grimm, "Grimm, I remember you."
Just this sentence alone made many people think that it was a great honor for Grimm. To be remembered by such a genius sorcerer-apprentice was enough for Grimm to be proud and boast.
As such, these people were destined to never reach a higher peak because they simply could not get rid of the shadow left by Sam. How could there be a higher peak?
Grimm looked at the calmness under Sam's indifferent appearance and slightly shook his head in his heart. If Sam was really calm, he would continue to put on that amiable smile at this moment and would not use this indifferent appearance to hide his true feelings.
He was afraid. He was afraid of himself. His heart had become timid and he felt that he and Grimm were no longer on the same level.
Grimm smiled calmly and naturally. "Hello, Sam."
…
Half an hourglass later, Grimm and Nilmar sat face to face.
A black crow perched on Nilmar's shoulder. Nilmar looked at Glenn through the ice-cold pitch-black eyes on the side of the crow's head. He hoarsely said, "This mask is indeed my previous work. It contains some of my special understanding of ultrasonic positioning sorcery and my attempt to permanently maintain a sorcerer's barrier without consumption. So, what are you going to use to exchange for these two pieces of knowledge? "
Grimm looked at Nilmar and took a deep breath. He slowly took out a black thread that was more than ten meters long.
"Hmm? A thread of misfortune? Such a long thread of misfortune … "Nilmar was pleasantly surprised for a moment, but then he shook his head and said," Not enough. "
Grimm bit his lip and took out a scroll. It was the short distance teleportation scroll that Norris had given Grimm before he had entered the Holy Tower Tryouts Secret Mirror.
Nilmar glanced at it and still shook his head. "Not enough."
He tightly clenched his teeth.
In the end, Grimm took out an exquisite golden bell. This bell was the only spoil of war that Grimm had obtained from the dead Hill Woods. It was also the most precious spoil of war.
Nilmar's eyes suddenly lit up as he picked up the bell. After studying it for a while, he let out a "jie jie" laugh. "Deal. For the next month, you will obtain the ultrasonic positioning knowledge and the knowledge of the 'pseudo sorcerer' barrier without consumption, as well as … the knowledge to refine these two sorcery into a mask! "
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