However, this Prophecy Studies spell was blocked by the Prismatic Dragon Scale on Leo's body.
Augusta kept his eyes on Leo.
He was certain.
When his Prophecy Studies spell had been dispelled just now, it had not been blocked by anything from the Wizard system.
It was very likely that it really had been blocked by Leo's Bloodline Ability, or by something outside the Wizard system.
But as for exactly what it was, Augusta truly could not tell.
Augusta continued observing Leo's expression, yet he did not find the slightest flaw.
Leo did not act overly composed.
He showed nervousness and unease... all of it matched the normal reactions a Wizard Apprentice would have when facing a powerful Formal Wizard.
Leo's performance was reasonable.
Yet precisely because it was so reasonable, it seemed unreasonable.
Augusta was certain that at least part of what Leo had said earlier was false. It was even possible that all of it was false.
One coincidence could be called chance, but after so many circumstances piled together, chance could no longer explain it away.
If it had been another Wizard Apprentice, even if that person were a Formal Wizard, Augusta would not have hesitated to imprison them and use spells to dig this secret out of them.
But Leo was different.
He was the Prossian who matched Augusta's prophecy.
He was the key chess piece who could lead Augusta onto the Second-Circle Path.
Countless thoughts churned through Augusta's mind, but in the end, he still did not make a move against Leo.
Augusta waved a hand and said, "Enough. You may leave."
"Yes, Lord Augusta."
After Leo left, Bess entered.
Augusta said indifferently, "Bess, are you interested in the conversation between Leo and me?"
Bess froze for a moment, then began to profess his loyalty.