Chapter 55 Slime, Slime
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Yan Jin was walking on a forest path in the academy when a young man with a purple mohawk and a punk-style jacket adorned with metal rings blocked her way.
"You are… Seaweed Head?" Yan Jin raised an eyebrow. "I've been too busy to find you these past few days, but you've come to me."
"Little Miss, I have no malice. In fact, we might even become your companions in the future.
"Aren't you short a defense-type Soul Master? Mr. Amon invited me." Before Yan Jin could attack, Romier quickly said.
"Oh… Amon said that, huh? Well, let's have a fight first. Bi Da'er fought me too." Flames began to flicker in Yan Jin's hand.
"Wait, wait, I surrender… Anyone who knows me knows that I have no offensive power, so I'm bound to lose in the end." Romier raised his hands in surrender.
"Tch, boring." Yan Jin's interest waned.
"What do you want from me?"
"Mr. Amon said that your knowledge of Soul Beasts, Soul Rings, and Soul Skills is very solid, and he asked me to consult you about the hunting target for my fourth Soul Ring," Romier complimented.
"Ah? Me?" Yan Jin pointed at herself with her index finger, looking blank.
Although she was happy to be praised for her solid theoretical knowledge, she was still aware of her own level.
Romier explained his situation:
"Well, my Soul is Barrier. Mr. Amon demonstrated another use of the Barrier to me. He used materialized Soul Power to make a sword.
"This inspired me. If I change the shape of my Soul to make it look like a sword, then I can also gain offensive power!
"If I can make swords, I can naturally make armor too. I can protect myself from all directions, not just one side.
"For me, this would be the best Soul Skill."
"Oh, I get it." Speaking of this, Yan Jin gained confidence. Changing the shape of a Soul was her specialty.
Yan Jin nodded knowingly, put her hands behind her back, and said seriously:
"You need to hunt a Slime!"
"Slime?" Romier looked blank. "What's the use of that trash Soul Beast?"
"Lei Yin and I both obtained our Soul Rings by hunting Slimes, because it… well, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. In short, killing Slimes is the right thing to do."
It's you who doesn't understand! Romier silently complained in his heart.
Forcing himself not to say these offensive words, he asked again with some doubt, "Are you sure?"
"That's right, very sure. What's your Soul's attribute again? Barrier, that should be defense, right? You need to hunt a defense-attribute Slime." Yan Jin's small face was full of seriousness.
What the hell is a defense-attribute Slime? Does that kind of Slime even exist? Romier's mouth twitched.
He rested his chin on his hand and began to seriously consider the feasibility of this idea.
The most common impression of Slimes is that they can change their body shape at will, which seems to coincide with his needs!
"But… Slimes' bodies are soft, right? Whether it's a normal water-attribute Slime, or other element Slimes, even earth-attribute Slimes are like that. Wouldn't that affect my Soul's defense?" Romier asked.
"Hehe, you're not knowledgeable enough, are you?"
It was rare to be able to surpass others in terms of knowledge, and Yan Jin was very proud. This was more fulfilling than winning against a difficult opponent!
"I've seen a Slime that's completely black, but once attacked, it can form a layer of diamonds on its surface! Amon calls it a Carbon Slime, which is a very special variant of earth-attribute Slimes," Yan Jin said confidently.
She had encountered this kind of Slime. When helping Lei Yin hunt for Soul Rings, she had burned one to ashes with a single punch.
…
Amon sat on the railing on the roof of the teaching building. He rested his left hand on the railing and his right hand on the lower edge of his monocle, gazing into the distance.
The wind blew his robe, and the hem of his black robe fluttered in the wind like a flag.
"Tsk… interesting. Bi Da'er said you were thinking of disbanding your team and joining us?" Amon's lips curled up slightly, outlining a smile.
"Yes, Amon. I have high hopes for your team and want to improve with you."
Ilya walked over, close to Amon, exuding a faint fragrance.
"Why should I accept you? What can you bring me?"
Towards this woman who had tested him as soon as they met and had a very realistic style, Amon didn't hide anything and directly asked the most crucial question.
Ilya revealed a sweet smile and replied in a silver bell-like voice:
"The academy teams are basically composed of nobles, and the team captains are often the sons of great nobles.
"No matter how talented commoner Soul Masters are, the number in a team will not exceed two.
"And the proportion of nobles in your team seems to be a bit low… Bi Da'er's status as the son of an Earl is not enough.
"You need to increase the noble composition of your team so as not to cause dissatisfaction among the school board.
"If you don't want to eliminate the already confirmed commoner teammates, then you can only choose to increase the proportion of noble teammates, and choose the descendants of great nobles as much as possible.
"And I, the daughter of Marquis Fickris, although the power I can mobilize is limited, in terms of status, I am noble enough."
Speaking of the end, Ilya slightly raised her voice, as if she was proud of her identity.
After a pause, she continued:
"Secondly, my talent is not weak, so I won't be a burden to you in the Soul Master Competition.
"Finally, there are many commoner Soul Masters in the team, right? They should have difficulty affording the best training required for mimicry, which I will fund… If anyone wants to hunt for Soul Rings in the future, I can also hire people to help."
Amon straightened his glasses, clapped his hands lightly, and praised:
"Very good conditions, which can save me a lot of trouble. In that case, what reason do I have to refuse?
"Welcome to your joining, Ilya."
Ilya smiled gracefully, "Then, please give me your guidance, Captain Amon."
"By the way, I heard that Marquis Fickris is a staunch supporter of the royal family, is that right?"
Amon suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question.
Ilya instantly became alert, even the smile on her face slightly stagnated. Soon, she returned to normal and replied very naturally:
"Every noble in the Beidi Territory is bathed in the glory of Emperor Xue Ye, and is grateful for his kindness, and is the most loyal and steadfast subject."
"Is that so?" Amon touched his glasses and didn't continue the topic.
After confirming their intention to cooperate, Ilya said goodbye and left.
She returned to her residence, took off her gorgeous noble clothes, changed into a plain black outfit, and then put on a domed hat.
Under the gaze of Amon's clones, Ilya made a big circle and came to the small door behind the Spirit Hall.
An ordinary-looking middle-aged man came out and led her into the Spirit Hall.
The scenes seen by the clones were relayed to Amon's main body.
He touched the bottom edge of his monocle and outlined a smile:
"Interesting."
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