"Interesting."
The black-robed man fixed his gaze on Angel. Previously, he had not paid much attention to this apprentice, but upon closer inspection, he discovered some interesting details.
This apprentice's physical body was extraordinarily powerful, radiating a restrained yet immensely rich aura of blood and vitality. Even compared with the several formal wizards around him, he was no less impressive—perhaps even a cut above them.
To possess such a powerful body during the apprenticeship stage without collapsing was an exceedingly rare thing.
Even in the Source World, he would count as a wizard seed of exceptional potential.
Likely only a few superstar-level wizard organizations, as well as places like Newk Academy and the Trudy Bloodline Research Institute, organizations that specialized deeply in bloodlines, could produce similar talents.
He had not expected to encounter such a wizard seed during this trip to the Southern Region.
Beyond that, the black-robed man had noticed many unusual things about Angel, such as his concealed right hand, and the hidden yet wondrous fluctuations of his soul...
However, none of that mattered to the black-robed man.
He was not a wizard who enjoyed prying into others' secrets. Besides, this "other person" was merely an apprentice who had yet to develop. There was even less reason to investigate further.
In the end, his gaze settled on the strangely shaped handgun in Angel's palm.
"Eh? It actually carries fluctuations of mysterious power." The black-robed man studied the handgun curiously. A faint gleam suddenly flashed through his eyes, and after a while, he said with some regret, "So it is Half-Step Mystic. Another work that failed to breach into the mysterious... What a pity."
The black-robed man had identified the inner workings of Prelude of Reincarnation at a glance, yet his tone brimmed with regret. This made Isabella, standing