"Tut."


    The knife in his hand accidentally cut open the finger belly according to the stake. The wound is very shallow, but it will still bleed. Cheese frowned slightly, not because of pain, but because he shouldn''t have made such a mistake.


    The production of wooden piles requires full-time investment, which means that the producer will enter a highly concentrated state. For grey robes, in that state, the body and mind will be highly unified, and there is no hand eye incompatibility at all.


    This is not exaggeration, but the ability that a caster of this level of gray robe must have. Any subtle difference in thought in action may lead to the failure of a precision spell and even lead to backfire.


    The injured finger was put on the burning lamp, and the blood beads dissipated rapidly in the licking of the fire tongue, leaving a solidified wound. The light was weak again, and the wound began to heal until it disappeared.


    Cheese touched his finger belly, still wondering about his distraction. He is more and more unlike himself. This feeling becomes stronger with the passage of time. It doesn''t mean that his body has changed. On the contrary, he can use his body more smoothly than a few years ago. With the growth of years, his various abilities are also reaching the peak.


    Every day, he is getting stronger and stronger until he gets old at the peak.


    So the problem is not in the body, or between muscles and nerves. His deep body, consciousness and even subtle places than consciousness are changing. Cheese always has some behaviors that it would not have before, and some habits that it had never had before. This can be understood as the traces brought to him by a series of recent experiences, but some traces have no reason, and the correlation between it and previous experiences can not be found at all.


    Even the cheese itself can''t say. How long will the ceremony begin?


    Not many days. Then I won''t be here long. There are still things waiting for me in the north. No, maybe when I go back, they have finished dealing with the teacher''s legacy, the books in the library, and even the ash tower itself.


    Maybe when I go back, the problems and conflicts have been solved. We can sit together and remember the lost years and people.


    That would be great.


    No, it won''t be like this. The seats of the grey robe are destined to be full. Not only the position of the first grey robe is vacant, but also the Dionysian and alchemist will not go back.


    Don''t think about it anymore. Wooden stakes don''t carve themselves.


    It''s only half night.


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