One could not just ask for or buy their spiritual power with money or effort freely.
As far as Angor knew, the best and most convenient approach of increasing spiritual power indicator was to use a potion called the Potion of Austere Night, which usually improved one’s indicator by 2 points.
However, the cost of using this potion was to exhaust one’s future potential, meaning, the user would no longer be able to receive ANY improvement afterward. There was no turning back.
Even so, the price for a vial of the Potion of Austere Night had always been unaffordable to most people. Angor wondered how much he could earn if he were to sell this “Mermaid Shell Soup”.
When saving Greya, it was Sunders who did most of the work, while Angor mostly did nothing more than cheering for them.
Another great and unexpected destiny.
While savoring both the “aftertaste” of the soup and his strengthened spirit power, Angor suddenly felt enlightened.
A sudden flash of wisdom helped him better understand certain dilemmas that had been troubling him, such as Lady Mirror’s request, which asked him to create an illusion that was both “crude” and “realistic”.
While enjoying the peaceful sight of the sea, he did feel his blood pumping upon seeing several mermaids who conveniently wore too few apparels.
If he simply replaced the mermaids he saw with the handsome guys that Lady Mirror adored... problem solved!
While both delighted about his new theory and his enhanced spirit, Angor spent several more hours relishing the lingering taste on his tongue.
When it was almost midnight, Goode knocked on the door, and after getting Angor’s consent, he entered the dining room.
“Here is the result of the talent test, Mister Padt.” Goode handed him a piece of paper.
Angor saw three names on the paper: Papaya, Kudodo, Lococo.
They all sounded pretty Krakok-ish, but when thinking about this, Angor quickly thought about “Dodoro”.
He’s certainly not a Krakok. I gave him that name...
“The test involved 30 Krakok families, which had 76 members in total. I excluded five Krakoks because of their senior ages from the test. We have three of them who managed to light up the Talent Sphere.”
Although Goode tried to explain it in a neutral tone, he failed to fully suppress his surprise.
Angor was rather bewildered to hear about this. Mara once mentioned that one could hardly find a talent among tens of thousands of people. When Mara traveled to the Old Earth to scout for talents, he only found his grandchildren, Alan and Aleen, in the end.
Angor brought 81 Krakok away from the Soul Genesis Garden and three of them proved to be talents?! And there were the three Krakok brothers who were studying under Bogula... These creatures were blessed!
It was such a pity that Dark Castle only used the Krakoks to produce Soul Orbs. If they ever tried to train Krakoks as apprentices, Dark Castle would have discovered an army of new talents.
“What kind of ‘changes’ did they see?” asked Angor.
“Kudodo said he saw a shining tree leaf. There are similar cases mentioned in the 7th edition of Abelles’ Annual Talent Collection. I believe this one might be talented in becoming an Elementalist who majored in wood elements, or a Druid.”
Angor looked pretty surprised to hear such a detailed explanation from Goode.
“Oh, when the master was searching for talents, he would always ask me to distinguish them. This is why I’ve carefully read Abelles’ Annual Talent Collection so that I have more knowledge about my work,” said Goode.
Angor nodded and asked the butler to continue.
“This one, Lococo. A rare case. She claimed that she saw a glowing, golden ‘flying piggy’ that was wearing a red cape.”
“Glowing golden pig with a cape? That sounds like something from a child’s story,” Angor muttered.
Goode chuckled. “You’re right, Mister Padt. She also said that this was a character from her favorite story ‘Piggy the Baby Hero’. It was her grandmother who used to tell her the story, but her grandmother is no longer in this world.”
Piggy the Baby Hero? Angor shivered when thinking about the childish name.
“I guess Abelles’ Annual Talent Collection doesn’t have a record that explains this one, right?”
“While it is rare, I did remember seeing similar records in the 323rd and 345th edition of the magazine, where the tested saw something from their childhood tales. But regardless of what characters they saw, the magazines suggested that they had the talent to major in a rare subject, which was Summoner.”
Summoner, a subfield under Occult Art.
There were very few Summoners in this world because they usually had vastly varied levels of strength when studying summoning spells as apprentices. How well they could fight solely depended on the creatures they could summon.
Angor thought about a girl called Abelle he met in Brute Cavern. As he remembered, Abelle’s tri-colored deer could neither help her fight or run very fast. For this reason, Abelle was considered the most useless student in her year. She had been accepting the easiest quests in the organization to earn barely enough reward to feed herself.
But this didn’t mean that Summoners were weak. There were other Summoners known by Angor such as the “Three Genius Summoners and Three Useless Summoners” in Brute Cavern. While “Canine Master” Potongue did live up to his title as one of the useless ones, “Fox Master” was quite strong when battling with Angor in Sky Tower. Angor believed that he won that match due to Toby’s help.
Summoner apprentices highly depended on what available money and resources they could put to use. Also, their strength was not only determined by how they could fight. There were other elements to be used when evaluating their summoned creatures. However, Angor didn’t know any details.
“Don’t tell me Lococo could summon that ‘flying piggy’ thing?” Angor joked. That would look so much fun.
Next, Angor waited for Goode to describe Papaya’s talent. Angor was very curious to find out what this seemingly weak yet mentally durable Krakok girl could do.
She put up a perfect performance when she was captured by Shadow. And during their travels, she managed her people orderly as a decent leader, which suggested that she was quite talented in various aspects.
Angor wished to know how this little singer, as well as a promising heroine, would fare in the wizarding world.
“The last one, Papaya... She saw a seed slowly sinking into her forehead, which then became a blossom, and gave birth to a fruit,” said Goode.
Angor raised an eyebrow. “Talent related to wood and nature, like Kudodo?”
Goode shook his head. “Not quite. Abelles’ Annual Talent Collection provided many similar examples but none could be used to define her case fully.”
“How?”
“If we only mind the seed, Papaya might be a Wood Elementalist. However, a record in the magazine mentioned an Occultist who let the seed grow and mature. However, personally speaking, I think Papaya is neither an Elementalist nor an Occultist.
“She might be a Bloodline User. The seed itself is not important. She saw the seed going into her forehead because it was something that belonged to her body. In other words, Papaya is likely to be a Bloodline User who would fuse with the bloodline of a plant.”
The bloodline of a plant? Angor frowned. You can extract bloodlines from plants?
“‘Bloodlines’ is only a word used to literally explain the concept. In this case, you can consider Papaya as someone who could fuse the life force of a plant into her body. Wizards like this are referred to as Bloodline Users as well, but this is not a common thing to do. If I remember correctly... ‘Dryad’ Boko from Gravity Forest is such a Bloodline User.”
Angor nodded as he once again felt frustrated for his lack of knowledge.
He still had so much to learn.