Chapter 100 - 100 093 Bloodstain Traces
Chapter 100 - 100 093 Bloodstain Traces
?Chapter 100: 093 Bloodstain Traces Chapter 100: 093 Bloodstain Traces Having switched back from the “Rabbit Mask Wizard’s” spiritual state of “pursuing excitement,” Lin An raised an eyebrow, sat on his office chair, and thoughtfully rubbed the armrest.
It was a particularly interesting experience.
He hadn’t transformed into the “Rabbit Mask Wizard” because of the spiritual state of “pursuing excitement.”
It was just a shift in mentality.
He was still himself, yet he was no longer himself.
All past memories, emotions, aspirations, and everything else subtly changed due to the difference in mindset.
In Lin An’s own professional jargon, the database was still the same database, but the algorithm that retrieved the data had changed.
The difficult childhood of growing up as an orphan had instilled in him solid qualities such as resilience, fearlessness of hardships, tolerance of imperfection, and composed maturity that aligned with the social norms for survival.
But under the mentality of “pursuing excitement”…
No, this should be considered the essence of “suppression and numbness,” which then manifests as a state of “pursuing excitement.”
In this mindset, every memory of his tough orphanhood, every setback, hardship, bullying, and ostracization he faced at that time… each and every incident made him increasingly maniacal due to the change in mindset.
In that state of mind, he even began to think—the world was too filthy and needed to be destroyed!
With “destruction” as the undercurrent, his current job seemed irritating; the difficulties he was facing now, the crisis brought by the Witch-hunting Knights, the crisis caused by Wizards, seemed to become a kind of nourishment that wildly stimulated his mindset.
So thrilling!
He had never felt so good!
Reckless and unbridled, careless of consequences. It did not matter what happened to others, nor did the consequences of his actions matter, nor did it matter if he would be destroyed by this.
This feeling…
Lin An licked the corner of his mouth, and for some reason, a strange smile appeared on his face, “To be honest, it’s quite nice.”
Yes, he knew this was not good.
But this unbridled feeling was just damn fantastic!
It was the mindset he had once envied.
If only I could live so freely—that the more mature and sensible he became, the more he envied such people.
Everyone has a beast inside, and Lin An let his beast out for a walk before carefully locking it back up.
Yes, cautious—that was his true nature.
Because of this caution, Lin An did not touch the “Inverse Furnace” given by the Witch-hunting Knight; it gave him a really bad feeling, a particularly bad feeling.
He also didn’t learn that so-called “Palm Flame”; he was already a Wizard, an awakened one, and didn’t need to learn other witchcraft to pretend to be a Wizard.
Besides…
Witchcraft seemed to be the key to all the changes, and Lin An had to be even more cautious.
Night fell.
Chen Xinmi arrived as promised.
It had to be said, this older sister indeed had an air about her.
White loose-fitting straight-leg pants, a white shirt, a thin white blazer, a white top hat, complemented by champagne-colored large earrings and a hair tie of the same hue.
When she opened the door, the older sister had one hand in her pocket, a handbag of champagne and gray color tucked under her arm, and with her other hand she held a lady’s cigarette, her lips pursed in dark red, her phoenix eyes full of indifference.
Miao Miao had a bizarre expression on her face.
“Meow~”
—Lin An, the way you’re looking her up and down is very impolite~
“Cough~” Lin An awkwardly retracted his gaze, not knowing why, but he had just felt a bit… um, agitated about this terrifying creature.
Damn! It’s better not to think wildly, better to see this woman as a man-eating tiger.
“Please come in.”
“Meow~”
—She was quite annoyed; never had anyone dared to scrutinize her so brazenly!
—And yet she was secretly thrilled; you pretentious freak were still infatuated with her supreme beauty!
Ah, this…
Can I explain that I might be in a subtly emotional state?
Lin An gave Miao Miao an innocent look, invited Chen Xinmi inside, and cautiously looked outside before quickly closing the door.
Chen Xinmi let out a cold laugh, “You are a Wizard, not a thief with a guilty conscience. You should use witchcraft to observe your surroundings, and further, you should use your inner feelings to sense the emotional surges around you, instead of foolishly using your eyes!”
I am using my eyes!
So what!
Lin An raised an eyebrow; he had just used ‘Sky-Scanning Eyes’ to check the environment around him and Chen Xinmi, such a powerful Wizard, hadn’t noticed?
Was Chen Xinmi giving him a pointer? Use your heart to sense the emotional surges around you?
Lin An took note of this internally, and with a calm demeanor, he invited Chen Xinmi to take a seat.
“Today, I’m going to teach you two witchcraft techniques.”
She tilted her head up slightly and exhaled a puff of smoke into the air above. The smoke spiraled and, refracted by the overhead incandescent light, shimmered with the pattern of an insignia.
Two vines crept along the edges of the insignia, outlining its perimeter with countless complex geometric lines at its center, a dragon’s eye fruit with a bite taken out of it.
“This is an identity recognition witchcraft. Remember this pattern, and when necessary, release this witchcraft as proof that you are a Witch-hunting Knight from the Wizard Association.”
Chen Xinmi thought for a moment, then added, “The bitten dragon’s eye fruit represents a Witch-hunting Knight; the lines inside contain your information. This information is not only ranked by our Shenhou City Witches’ Association but has also been reported and registered with the Empire Sorcerer’s Alliance.”
Does this mean I already have an official identity among the wizards?
Lin An looked up curiously at the insignia and silently called upon his spiritual energy to rapidly record every detail of the pattern, “How do I conjure this witchcraft pattern? Do I have to smoke like you?”
“Smoking is harmful to your health!” Chen Xinmi rolled her eyes, “Don’t pick up bad habits, there’s no benefit.”
Whew~
What are you doing now?
“Revealing Sorcery is a basic skill for a wizard, and although these old traditions aren’t emphasized anymore and many people can’t do it,” Chen Xinmi pursed her lips, “it shouldn’t be difficult for you, as you are naturally inclined towards the path of an artist.”
The path of an artist?
Lin An raised an eyebrow; he liked this term.
The large black cat lay on the floor, resting its head on Lin An’s knees, and Miao Miao added, “Meow~”
– Madmen, artists, the obstinate… all these titles represent the paths of high-level wizards. They signify that intense emotions have found a perfectly appropriate outlet.
– She knew you could draw a black cat with her distinctive charm, so she believed you would take the ‘artist’ path in the future.
– Honestly, showing ‘artist’ talent right from the beginning is truly precious. It means you have immense potential and could become a high-level wizard like her.
– She is very responsible; as the President of the Witches’ Association, she wouldn’t stand by and watch a budding wizard come to harm. You don’t need to be afraid on your undercover mission; she will be watching over you from the shadows.
Is that so?
You’re actually quite nice.
“Remember, every witchcraft is just a seed. What you nourish it into with your heart will be different from what others create.”
“No witchcraft in this world is exactly the same.”
“Even with Revealing Sorcery, some people can only create a reflection in the water, while others might even be able to conjure an illusion that envelopes an entire city.”
Hiss~
Lin An was stunned.
And Miao Miao was meowing complaints in his arms.
“Meow~”
– She’s exaggerating; Revealing Sorcery is just a basic witchcraft within the scope of minor spells; no one can actually do that.
– Unless one’s Innate Witchcraft is ‘Revealing,’ and they then deduce step by step to a profound level, only then could a spell be created that conjures an illusion over an entire city. But at that level, it’s no longer simply ‘Revealing.’
Whew~
As Lin An listened to Miao Miao explaining, he silently watched Chen Xinmi show off.
After the explanation.
With a gentle wave of her hand, the smoke in the air rushed towards Lin An, and in an instant, he felt every detail of the painting surge into his mind.
“This is a memory imprint technique. Normally, we do not use this method for memorizing content; the body naturally adjusts the fading or strengthening of our memories, and branding them with witchcraft undoubtedly harms this regulatory function.”
“But it’s best not to have the insignia of the Wizard’s Association appear on paper, unless you want to expose your own information.”
She stretched out her slender white hand, the black nail polish creating a flowing luminescence under the light, forming a complex finger gesture.
“Stretch the ring finger towards the wrist as far as you can until you feel a sore swelling.”
“The tips of the thumb and middle finger touch to form a circle, with the index finger passing through the ring and pressing on the ring finger.”
“At this time, think of the painting.”
“Gently shake your little finger, imagining you are outlining every detail of the painting.”
Seeing Lin An mimic the gesture correctly, Chen Xinmi dropped her hand, “Remember, these are the learning steps for this witchcraft, not the casting steps. You need to find the casting medium that suits you best, and let it display in the most comfortable way for you.”
“If all else fails, the simplest way is to form a seal in the water and let this insignia that represents your identity emerge.”
“Once you’ve learned it, it won’t be as troublesome next time. Just think about it and summon the strength within your heart, and the spell will naturally succeed.”
Her lips curved up slightly, amused by Lin An’s continued attempts, “Mobilizing the power of the soul, finding the casting sensation, and even tapping into the aura of the Spirit Realm… there are so many unfamiliar domains you need to explore…”
As she spoke, she suddenly gasped in disbelief, clutching the armrest of her chair and half-rising to turn and look at the wall behind her.
On the wall appeared streaks of blood.
The bloodstains sketched an elaborate pattern of an insignia.
The flowing blood was inexplicably eerie.
“!!!”
“Meow~”
– She was shocked, and so was Miao Miao!