Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique Chapter 690 - 197: A Fresh Concept, Barbaric Series1

Chapter 690: Chapter 197: A Fresh Concept, Barbaric Series_1

“Can I have this ‘construction’ implanted?”

When Christina heard the term “construction”, a thought struck her and, suppressing her hesitations, she asked aloud.

The na “Shadow Annihilation” had really hit a spot deep within Christina’s heart.

The mont she was abandoned, a thought lingered in her heart – if she could survive, she would definitely get her revenge.

Her previous experiences had forever changed Christina’s character.

Revenge had beco her instinct.

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“Of course.”

Link readily agreed, but then added, “Just not now.”

“When exactly?”

Christina imdiately asked, seeming sowhat impatient.

“In a couple of days.”

Link estimated that by then, the Fairy Servant Soldiers that Sage Palo had dispatched to the other legions would have been able to provide real-ti feedback.

By then, they would know whether or not the ‘construction’ could enhance combat power, how much it could enhance, its advantages, shortcomings, and areas requiring improvent.

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Moreover, Christina’s stay in the academy headquarters world had been long enough.

Just because the Academy didn’t rush, didn’t an that Link could keep her indefinitely.

With this in mind, Link asked: “You’re not in a hurry to get back to Shadow City, are you? Spend so more ti with your daughter when you return ho?”

“Okay.”

Christina instantly agreed.

Whether it was because she missed her daughter, or because she was waiting for the implantation of the “Shadow Annihilation” set, Christina was willing to stay patient.

“Jasmine, would you mind sending Christina back?”

Link looked toward Jasmine, who was pondering over the design of the “Shadow Annihilation” suit, and made a request.

“Sure.”

Jasmine nodded, took her eyes off the design, and said, “Let’s go, I’ll take you.”

“Thank you, Link.”

First, Christina thanked Link, and then turned to Jasmine and said, “I appreciate it, Jasmine.”

“No need to ntion it, it’s a given.”

As she spoke these courteous words sincerely, Jasmine took the lead to walk out.

Soon, Jasmine drove the transportation vehicle and took Christina to the Inter-Dinsional Teleportation Portal.

Link didn’t continue to pay attention to the suit he had just designed but took out the encrypted Inter-Dinsional Communicator and sent a communication request to Assad Kenneth.

In a short while, the communication connected, and Assad Kenneth, holding Garona, appeared before Link in a holographic projection.

“I heard your mission failed?”

Before Link could speak, Assad Kenneth asked first.

“News travels fast?”

Link looked sowhat surprised.

“Hehe…”

Assad Kenneth chuckled a few tis, then explained, “Your mission, Link Grande, was a double summons from the academy and the team leader. Many wizards were watching. When your team returned and the academy updated the mission status, imdiately it was transferred to several forum pages by curious people. Moreover…”

He hesitated a bit, then Assad Kenneth arched his eyebrows, resud his frivolous deanor, and said in a teasing tone: ” Furthermore, one of your team mbers publicly accused you on several forums of handling the mission passively, screwing around until you screwed out a result of fleeing. He also said that you were a coward, that you chickened out as soon as you inferred that it’s the inheritance of the saint you were going to grab.”

“He’s not wrong.”

Link silently listened to Assad Kenneth’s account. Instead of becoming angry, he nodded in agreent without any avoidance, “As soon as I figured out the heritage we were to grab belonged to a saint, I chickened out.”

“Uh…”

Assad Kenneth hadn’t expected Link to respond this way, and for a mont, he was speechless.

At this ti, Link continued, “If it were the inheritance of the other three saints, perhaps I would dare to seize it, but the inheritance of the Saint of Nostrodamus…”

Pondering, Link stared into the eyes of Assad Kenneth’s holographic projection and seriously asked, “Would you dare?”

“I wouldn’t dare.”

Assad Kenneth shook his head straight away.

Joking aside, he, Assad Kenneth, didn’t have the rit or ability to ddle in the inherited teachings of the Mysterious Wizard Saint who specialized in prophesy and curse.

He had only just got married recently and didn’t even have his own baby yet. He hadn’t lived long enough.

“I wouldn’t dare either.”

Seeing this, a smile erged at the corner of Link’s mouth.

“Alright.”

At this point, Assad Kenneth could only give up on mocking Link did he need anything urgently?

Link looked at Garona who remained nestled in Assad’s arms, her large black eyes staring quietly at him, and his eyes signaled: “Make arrangents now. You’ll pick soone.”

“Huh?”

Assad Kenneth hesitated for a while, then imdiately understood, “No problem.”

“There’s nothing else now, that’s all. I’ll be back in a few days.”

“Okay.”

After hanging up the encrypted Inter-Dinsional Communicator, Link leaned back and closed his eyes.

He had been dealing with an “empty challenge” these days, which had consud a lot of ntal energy and left him sowhat tired.

A pair of delicate hands rested on both sides of Link’s head, gently massaging.

After dropping Christina off, Jasmine did not stay any longer but quickly returned.

As soon as she entered the study, she saw that Link looked tired. She imdiately set her heart to do sothing for Link to relax.

As for why she used such a primitive ans…

If witchcraft could easily alleviate fatigue, how would she express her feelings?

“You should also sit down and rest.”

After enjoying the massage for a while, Link opened his eyes, raised his hand to grab Jasmine’s left hand, and instructed aloud.

“Okay.”

Jasmine didn’t refuse. She sat down diagonally across Link and said, “You should rest more and not push yourself too hard.”