Chapter 120 - Commenting
On top of the endless plateau, ten talents stayed idle in various positions, not knowing what to do.
They did not know that five wizards were floating not far from them. With their figures concealed, they were whispering to each other.
“What’s the deal with the boy carrying a bird on his shoulder? Did he see us?” An old man with a gentle look asked. He was white all over; white robe, white hair, white eyebrows, and beard…
A witch with red hair and a fine body shape revealed some spell light in her eyes as she replied, “Can’t be. He’s just a mortal, without any mana flow in him, and I sense no spiritual model on him.”
“That’s strange. I think he looked at us, or am I seeing things?” The old man muttered to himself and turned toward another two people with a disgusted look.
“Sunders, YOU found these talents. Why are they all weirdos? And there are only ten of them! You just created a new record for us Brute Cavern. The worst recruitment record! So how are we supposed to arrange them among us? Well, I don’t care. I could use some errand boys. I’ll take seven or eight!” said the old man. He moved up his sleeves as if ready for a big fight.
Ness, a tiny old man with gray hair who stood across from Sunders snickered. He gave Sunders a “See? I knew it” look.
Ness nodded, “We’ll start from Fiery Charm then.”
The witch called “Fiery Charm” reached out a hand and pointed to one of the talents, “I’m interested in the young man called Orlando. He’s willful, childish, and self-centered, but he knows how to control himself, and he has a sharp mind. When interacting with his friend, he had shown great loyalty.”