"That really is a little frightening."
Bode picked up the Fat Head Nail his assistant handed him and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Mithril of this quality was extremely difficult to stretch and solidify, let alone shape. And this was such an exquisitely shaped object.
Although the nail looked a little ugly, its basic outline had already been completed. It even had a spiral pattern. To achieve this effect with such unstable mithril required at least a Level 14 Advanced Elementalist. For a Level 9 student to accomplish it was something no one would believe if they heard about it.
Bode had also been born into a Divine Craftsman clan, so he naturally knew how astonishing this level was. In his view, there were only two possibilities. Either the other party possessed Level 14 Mental Strength—which was, of course, impossible—or there was only one other possibility.
That was that this Ancient Bloodline was so pure that it was almost infinitely close to that of the Wood Elf nobles of old. Wood Elves possessed a natural affinity for the elements, so accomplishing this at a low level was not impossible.
After taking a breath, Bode pinched several Fat Head Screws and muttered, "I originally thought this would just be something extra. I didn't expect such an unexpected bonus. Not bad."
The assistant immediately smiled as well. "Congratulations, Mentor."
As the assistant who had participated in this matter from the beginning, he naturally knew exactly what had happened.
The entire process had naturally been planned. Bode's reappearance was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, nor was it solely for Feng Doudou. In fact, given Bode's status, not even the most exceptional genius was qualified to alarm him into coming out personally.
This incident could only be said to have been incidental.
When Vice Dean Bode's