Donald compromised.

Even if Nancy describes the talent of emotions, he can still feel the potential, let alone the charm as a combination.

You should know that even a wizard like Donald, with a powerful soul, will be lost for a moment when facing Stephanie's charm, and the premise of emotional talent is to make the other party make such mistakes.

"At least I have to let me know how much damage it will cause to my soul, I won't joke about my future, that's too stupid, and I admit that your talent scroll is good, but that doesn't mean that what you have on your hands is the only one."

This is the bottom line. In order to get this talent scroll, Donald can sacrifice his life to bear some damage, but that doesn't mean he has to fight for his future.

Stephanie wouldn't agree to him.

"The origin of soul damage has nothing to do with the scroll. This magic array itself will not cause such consequences. It is because of my special nature. This is still a sealing magic array. What is needed this time is to seal my soul and Natasha together."

"I recognize every word you say, but I can't understand the whole sentence at all."

Nancy's words always make Donald confused and sealed Natasha's soul just a few minutes ago.

Now I will seal it again, not to mention whether two souls seal it together?

"The previous one was Oakwitz's spiritual sealing technique, which was designed to make Natasha's soul dormant. This time it was different... You don't have to know that much, I said, you do as you do, the talent scroll is yours."

Nancy obviously didn't want to talk about this.

"So, why does this damage my soul?"

"Because the soul puppet needs to be used."

Take a mechanical box out of your pocket and open the special lock on the outside in front of Donald.

There was a gray stone man engraved with complex patterns inside.

It goes without saying how precious things that Nancy cherishes so much, or even carries with her.

"This is a one-time consumption of magic. Many people use it as the last card to save their lives. By storing a piece of your soul fragment in the soul puppet, it will become your appearance and have everything you have, talent, knowledge, memory... rarely, two, synchronized and transferred."

"When the soul puppet is activated, it can do anything you can do, whether it is words and deeds or fighting against the enemy, this is synchronization. As for transfer, it means that all the damage you suffer can be transferred to him instantly. Even if it is a fatal injury, now you know why I say it is not fatal. If the soul fragments you pay will damage your life, this strange thing has no meaning to exist."

Simply put, this is a special top-level stand-in doll. If you can foresee the upcoming danger or have a certain preparation time, it is equivalent to the user's second life.

"You want to use this for sealing? It's also..."

Donald wanted to say that this is really a waste. This strange thing is definitely something that everyone is competing for when put on the market. Now it is taken out so casually by Nancy as a material for sealing techniques. It seems a bit wasteful no matter how you look at it.

"Hmph, what do you know? This thing is of no use to me. If I am about to die, even a hundred soul puppets will not be saved. If I die, what's the use if I have a hundred soul puppets? Should I leave it to others as legacy? I would rather destroy it directly!"

Holding the soul puppet, Nancy looked at it without any cherishing it. She had props that could save lives for ordinary people but could not help her at all. Then this extremely precious disposable object was no different from a waste to her.

"The soul puppet is also the relic of Lord Goniz, right?"

Donald suddenly thought that if this thing could save lives, why did Goniz not use it, but died on the long street in the land area.

"This thing is useless to me, and it is the same for him. There has never been a perfect thing in this world, and the same is true for the soul puppet. After all, what it can transfer is just a short-term blow and damage. There are always some things that it cannot transfer. If it loses, it means it loses!"

Speaking of this, Nancy's eyes were obviously dim, and she was immediately filled with another emotion.

"I roughly understand what you mean. Do you want to use the soul puppet to remove my soul fragments, then create another me, and then cast a spell together to seal it?"

Nancy explained the role of the soul puppet, and Donald finally understood what she meant.

"Yes, I have two souls in my body. If sealing them one after another, it will immediately cause imbalance in the body and then new problems will arise. Therefore, the two seals must be carried out at the same time, and there can be no mistakes. This magic circle is more difficult to learn than Okvitz's spiritual sealing technique. It is a level 4 sealing technique. But I am not in a hurry yet. Some things are waiting for me to do. You have a month to learn. As long as you promise me this transaction, I can give you the talent scroll tomorrow."

At this point, Nancy no longer concealed it and said bluntly.

"So refreshing, aren't you afraid that I will pretend not to know you after I take the talent scroll?"

Donald was moved, not because this soul puppet needed not many soul fragments, but because he thought of another way to fulfill Nancy's requirements.

It just needs experimentation.

"Hahaha~ pretend that I don't know me? Since I dare to give you something, I'm not afraid of you running away."

Suddenly laughing, Nancy seemed to have heard a very funny joke.

With a wave of his hand, several black hairs rushed out between his five fingers, floating around Donald. Many times, it seemed like he was about to meet, but it just barely rubbed it, but just because of the sharpness, Donald's hair stood up all over his body!

"I want to kill you, it's really just a matter of moving your fingers. If you don't have this talent for control, do you think you are qualified to stand here and talk to me equally?"

The wind silk that was cutting the air was retracted, and the smile faded away, leaving only solemn and indifferent, and there was still a little cunning in the depths of his eyes.

"Huh~ Do you strong men all like to pretend like this?"

Donald raised his head, without any panic in his eyes, even though his back was soaked in cold sweat!

"Pretending? This word is well used, I like it. It's not that the strong like to pretend. I'm just imitating someone, someone who I have to tear apart... You're very good. If you were someone else, you're already sank on the ground like a pool of mud. As a reward, I allow you to ask me a question, and ask with confidence and boldness. I know your mind is full of doubts now."

This is the second time Nancy praised Donald tonight. Compared to the last casual talk, this time it was indeed a bit of praise. She was just beating Donald just now.

She told Donald with practical actions that if he betrayed or breached his trust, he would be cut into pieces by Feng Zhisi!

He put his hands on his waist and turned back again. Facing the night wind, the exposed lower abdomen muscle lines were prominent, and his slender and tall figure was indescribable.

Even Donald cannot refuse to accept a woman's courage.

"Then I asked?"

"ask!"

“…How old are you?"

God is sorry to see, this is what Donald wants to know most now. Why is the gap between people so big?

He and Nancy seem to be no different from age on the surface, but the latter is so skillful that he can even use the masterpiece of the dominant wizard, which really makes him a little discouraged.

“18.”

......

Donald widened his eyes, he didn't know how to face this answer.

18?

Have you been hallucinating yourself?

Or is this world so crazy, he is the alien?

"Not counting those 5 years of sleep..."

"Oh, it turns out that's... it's not right. It's only 23 in total. Your current strength... genius? Super genius?"

By counting on my fingers, I am 24 this year.

Nancy's two sentences seem to say:

I am 23 this year and can already use the wind silk to kill others. What about you?

"One year of my sleep is equivalent to five years for you. Do you understand now? Put away your expression!"

Nancy's face changed to depression, and Donald felt the feeling of standing in the sharp northwest wind again.

"Hey... you're not blamed... you should know something like fireworks, right?"

He jumped up with one hand on the railing, sat on his butt, and swayed his legs outside, leading the topic to another place.

Perhaps it was because I had been sleeping for nearly five years before I woke up in the true sense, and Nancy wanted to speak tonight.

"How come I don't know this?"

"Do you think it's good?"

Nancy pressed her hands against the railings and looked up at the night sky that was bleak because of the cloudiness.

"It looks pretty good."

“Which part looks good?”

"Of course it's time to bloom. If you don't make a sound, you'll make a splash."

Isn’t it just to see the fireworks?

"But do you know what price it will pay for that moment, it was buried in a box or box, waiting... and waiting... Finally one day, it exploded, and those few seconds were really good. After that, the fireworks disappeared, leaving only those black and gray residues left!"

The hands suddenly tightened, and the iron tube in the palm became an iron piece without any hindrance.

"This is the price. If you want to get treatment that is admired by thousands of people, you will naturally have to pay the corresponding price."

Donald didn't think that there was anything, fireworks should have been like this.

"Yes, you're right. Fireworks should be like this, but...what if the fireworks themselves are a star, as long as there is enough time, it will shine in the sky, but before it rises, it is forcibly pressed into the box, crushed, mixed with impurities, and turned into a ball of fireworks that I don't know what kind of shit it is. Suddenly, it only has a few seconds of chance to shine, so fast that it makes it desperate..."

Nancy turned her head.

Turning back to Donald.
Chapter completed!