"Come to me......"

"Come to me......"

"Come to me......"

Along the synchronous connection in the dark, this faint message reached the spiritual sea of the muse almost instantaneously, hovering between the dark golden soul of the muse, as if it had aroused the deepest resonance of the soul, and was deeply imprinted in it......

The muse opened his eyes suddenly, but the gaze revealed in his eyes was not at all fluffy as when he was out of his sleep, and his gaze was incomparably deep and rational, and he sat up on the edge of the bed while silently scanning his surroundings.

Muse feels weird right now!

It stands to reason that when you enter this deep sleep state of rapid recovery, you will not produce things that are not conducive to recovery, such as "dreams".

This is also the result of countless theoretical speculations and experiments verified by the Arcane Empire before popularizing this method of entering a deep state of sleep with rapid rejuvenation, and it has also been proven in countless practical applications.

But for some reason, even in this deep sleep state this time, the muse suddenly felt a slight throbbing, as if it came from the deepest part of his soul, which directly made the muse enter a state that seemed to be awake but not awake.

After entering this state, a ball of light with a dark golden glow loomed beside him, touching it from time to time, and then a faint voice kept calling.

"Come to me...... Come to me...... Come to me......"

It was very strange, and the muse even felt a very familiar aura in it! But before he could make a closer look, everything disappeared directly, and he woke up directly!

"Is it under the influence of some kind of psychic ability?" inferred for the first time in his mind, the muse silently ordered, "Eliya, Eliah, activate the concept scan module!"

"Take a deep scan of my body and surroundings!"

"Focus on scanning the traces of spiritual ability!"

With a flash of dark golden light, several visible scanning lights spread out in circles, sweeping the surface and interior of the muse's body, and soon flowed to every inch of the room, scanning it quickly.

And these several scanning auras have been carefully sifting through all the suspicious points in the process of circulating over and over again.

As the scans faded, the unwavering voices of Illya and Elijah soon rang out in the muse's head.

"Scanned!"

"A deep scan of 5,246 locations on the owner's body and surroundings that may have traces of psychic abilities has been completed!"

"Scan results - no trace of psychic ability!"

"No?" frowning, the muse reached out and rubbed his forehead, the faint call still lingering in his ears, "There can be no mistake!

"Illya, Elijah, did I detect any abnormalities as I fell into a deep sleep?" thought for a moment, and the Muse asked again.

"Monitoring Record Retrieval ......"

"Records of suspected anomalies found!"

"Sure enough, something happened!" said a hint of relief to the muse's expression, "Monitoring records of projection anomalies. ”

"Spiritual Guidance Module Activation......"

"Monitoring Record Extraction ......"

"Spiritual projection begins!"

Dark golden rays of light quickly swirled and intertwined in the muse's mind, clearly showing the scene of the muse's unconscious soul vibrating and emitting faint ripples when he was in a deep sleep state.

"Hmm?" looked at the projection in his mind, and the muse silently guessed, "It seems that it was my strange soul that was attracted to something, and then instinctively connected with something without me being conscious?"

"And it's a thing I'm very familiar with......"

"Combined with the origin of this strange soul of mine......"

"Is it ......?"

As a former Grand Arcanist, the Muse has never lacked bold imagination and the wisdom to make inferences based on subtle clues.

Soon there was a faint guess in the muse's mind......

Shaking his head, the muse blinked, and the depth, reason, and calmness in his eyes were slowly covered by disguise, and the standard aristocratic arrogance and reserve gradually emerged.

Lifting the quilt and stepping barefoot on the fluffy carpet, the muse went to the window and opened the thick, ornate curtains.

It was still dark outside the window, but in the distant horizon, the darkness there had become weak, and a faint light was brewing under this last darkness, waiting to pierce all the darkness and shed that brilliant light!

Standing quietly by the window, the muse looked out of the window, not knowing what he was thinking......

It wasn't until the first rays of morning light pierced the darkness and spilled over the earth, and there were already early servants walking around the window, that a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the muse's mouth, and the curtain was drawn again, cutting off all the faint glances of the early servants as they walked.

Turning around and gently tugging at the string beside the bed, Mina soon walked in with a tray of warm water.

After Mina had finished dressing up her costume and grooming, Muse walked out of the room and headed straight for the dining room.

After returning to the Golden Cornflower Manor, the muse undoubtedly entered the daily life of knowledge learning as a disguise.

So after breakfast, the Muse quickly went to Lydia's house and did not leave until lunchtime.

At least, in the eyes of the people in the Golden Cornflower Manor, the Muse was taught by Lydia and learned the mystical knowledge of magic.

In the afternoon, Antonite scholars are taught, and after a few days of recess, Antonite has accumulated a lot of courses that need to be supplemented.

So after starting the lecture, the Antonite scholars were eager to fill every moment of the lesson, after all, Atro had signed a contract with him while paying a lot of money......

A great deal of knowledge is imparted to the muse in this gushing story, and as for whether the muse is listening or not, at least on the surface, the muse is still attentive......

In the evening, the Muse returned to his house, mysteriously unaware of what he was doing.

At this time, everyone in the Golden Cornflower Manor knew that the muse was already a mage's apprentice, so these unusual actions were only regarded by them as the mage's usual mystery......

In this ordinary daily life, three days passed quickly.