Chapter 6
A simple Burning Hand magic spell would require Greem to expend approximately 20 Adept energy points, which meant that Greem could cast four Burning Hand spells in a row. But, of course, that was just in theory, as it was extremely difficult to achieve that in reality.
When an Adept had a full ‘Energy Pool’, his mind was performing at its best. No matter whether he was pondering over hard questions or casting spells, he would perform the best when his Energy Pool was full, but when an Adept’s Energy Pool was at ⅓ its max, his mind would become fatigued. The most significant expression of this would be dizziness and the swelling of certain tissues in the brain, causing the Adept to feel sick and start throwing up.
If he tried to cast a spell at that moment, even a spell that would normally only take him five seconds, he might not even be able to cast it in ten seconds, and there was a good chance he might not even be able to cast it at all.
Therefore, when any Adepts were required to frequently cast spells, they did their best to conserve a portion of their Spirit energy so that they could avoid all the negative side effects of Spirit Fatigue.
From the symptoms Greem was having, it was clear that his Energy Pool was at less than 5%, and thus he was suffering from Spirit Fatigue. The only solution for this was to get a good night of sleep. After all, sleep is how a brain relieves itself.
The Chip was great, but it consumed a large amount of Greem’s Spirit energy when it was operating. Hence, once he realized that he was suffering from Spirit Fatigue, Greem struggled to his bed, threw himself onto it, and immediately fell asleep.
The rest of the day passed as he slept, and the darkness of night settled over the swamp. Now the moon had raised itself high up into the dark sky, though its face was rarely seen through the dense clouds and fog. A deep silence reigned over the quiet Swamp Tower as many of its residents went to sleep.
During this time, a tall and bizarre dark shadow suddenly appeared beside Greem’s bed, bending over him and quietly staring down at him.
Thus, when facing with the flaming glance from such a powerful Apprentice Adept, Greem’s spirit was clearly not enough to support him, and his mind was suppressed by the person in front of him.
“Greem, something happened in the Tower last night! Do you know anything about it?” Apprentice Leader Anksorus was still staring coldly at Greem without saying anything. It was Ellen who was doing all the talking.
“What? Something happened? Was someone killed in a Magical experiment?” Obviously, Greem had no idea what was going on.
“There were no issues with any magical experiments. Someone was murdered right inside his room!” Finding that Greem’s puzzled eyes and shocked expression didn’t seem fake, Anksorus spoke slowly, but his eyes were still focused on Greem’s face, making sure he missed nothing of Greem’s expression.
“Murdered?” Greem was startled, but he immediately became freaked out and said, “Who died?!?”
Although from time to time Apprentice Adepts died in accidents in this Swamp Tower, most deaths happened while on dangerous missions or from accidents in bizarre Magical experiments. Not once had an Apprentice Adept been murdered by someone before. After all, every single Apprentice Adept was a precious treasure for Great Master Adept Anderson, so he would never allow his Apprentices to murder each other.
Once something like this discovered by him, those who violated his will would definitely be severely punished.
“Muret.”
Greem frowned.
He knew this Muret. That guy was just an ordinary Apprentice who had only mastered one magic spell… that was all he knew. The only other thing he could remember was that this guy had a face full of freckles, and was younger than him.
“So why are you guys here…?”
“We need to check your room. This is not out of spite against you, as we are checking every apprentice’s room.” Anksorus said with a cold manner.
“That’s right, we have to check everyone’s rooms. Move aside quickly, or we will tell the Great Master that you are to blame for this murder… Do you think you will live long if that happens?” No doubt Fenrir was the biggest nuisance here, spitting out threats against Greem.
Greem felt anger well up in his heart, but he gritted his teeth and slowly pressed it down.
They were checking everyone’s rooms?
Would you have the guts to check Hawkeye’s room? How about Evil Bug’s room? Or maybe Madwoman’s room. You guys would turn around and walk away if Madwoman was standing in front of you!
Though his heart was full of rage, Greem simply frowned. He hesitated for a short moment before finally moving aside and letting them enter his room.