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Cersei did not answer. She took out a fist-sized crystal ball from her robes, silver-white light flowing within it.
"Don't move."
Lynn obediently stood still. He trusted that his master's wife would not harm him.
Seeing that Lynn had given up resisting, Cersei raised the crystal ball to his brow. Silver-white light streamed out of it and entered his forehead.
The light circled through his skull before flowing back into the crystal ball.
A mass of silver-white mist appeared inside the crystal ball. It slowly spread, faded, and turned transparent.
"His soul is fine. He has not been possessed, and his soul fluctuations match those recorded in the academy archives." Cersei put away the crystal ball.
"Someone reported that you may have been possessed by a Stigma-level native. The academy needs to conduct a comprehensive examination."
"Do not resist. Come with me to the Hall of Truth's Mark. Once you are cleared, your suspicions will be removed."
Lynn suddenly understood.
No wonder they had made such a big show of it. So they suspected I was an infiltrator.
They had gotten the whole thing wrong...
But hadn't his report about advancing to Stigma already been submitted to the academy? The academy had even approved it. Why had they become suspicious of him?
It seemed the academy had not taken it seriously either!
Fair enough. A mere apprentice who had only enrolled for a little over a decade suddenly claimed he was advancing to Stigma while people his age were still tearing their hair out over advancing to formal Wizard status.
No matter how one looked at it, it seemed unbelievable.
The academy had most