No sooner had the Lord of Wales and the young man taken their seats in the drawing-room than the old servant, Joey, went down to make tea.

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet. The old lord said.

"Yes, sir," the young man reluctantly put down the last half of the bread, patted the crumbs on his hands, and got up and respectfully performed a standard imperial salute, "My name is Regin." ”

"Mr. Regin...... Please be seated. I've heard that high-level talents who have mastered spiritual power will get a phantom name, may I ask ......?"

"Lord is truly well-informed. Reggin sat back down, "It's true that as you said, anyone with psychiatric abilities can get a phantom name in the Appraisal Bureau, but I'm still ...... There are no illusory names," he replied as he seemed embarrassed, but immediately sat up straight again, "The rules for illusory names were formulated by the government in order to better manage high-level psychic talents, and they need to go to the Psychic Appraisal Office in the capital Black Eagle City for certification and registration. ”

"Well, so you haven't gone yet, why haven't you been?" the old man asked as he blew on the hot black tea that Joey had brought him, took a sip.

"Because I don't want to be recorded. Reggin replied frankly.

"Master, look what I'm talking about! This person is of unknown origin and very suspicious!" Joy, who had just finished delivering tea, stood aside holding the tea tray and immediately shouted.

"Joey, let the family finish talking. The Lord of Wales put down his teacup and looked at Regin.

Regin's face was calm and he said, "Lord Lord, I believe I do have a good enough reason. ”

"Well, you name it. ”

Regin didn't say anything more, but picked up a piece of sticky note paper on the table and drew a few rough lines on it with a goose feather pen. He then rotated the paper at an angle, gently pinching the top edge of the paper with his thumb and forefinger, leaning slightly in the Lord's direction, as if he were showing the Lord the contents of the paper.

Lei Jin held his breath and stared, and in an instant, a pale yellow light flashed slightly where his fingertips touched the sticky note paper, and the sticky note paper floated without wind, shaking more than once. The faithful servant Joey, thinking that he was going to do something unfavorable to the Lord, hurried forward, protected the tea tray in his hand in front of the old man, and glared nervously at Regin's with wide eyes.

Regin's expression was very focused, but his eyes were not on the Lord of Wales and Joey, but on his own hands. With the condensation of the light of his fingertips, even the tips of his golden hair floated slightly, fluttering at will.

Suddenly, he easily opened his fingers and pulled his hand back. The sticky note paper floated in the air and remained still, and in a moment, a huge noise came, as if dozens of people were turning the pages at the same time. With this sound, the sticky note paper seemed to turn out four identical sheets of paper out of thin air along the four edges, and the newly turned paper continued to turn out more paper outwards.

Almost as soon as the new paper appeared, the seams between the paper and the paper disappeared silently, and at last a complete and huge sheet of paper was formed that hung before the eyes of the Lord and the wide-mouthed servant.

In the center of the whole paper is the house painted by Regin, and the other pieces of paper are painted with completely different contents. Houses, taverns, blacksmith shops, streets, fountains, squares, bell towers, and even passers-by – this is a detailed hand-drawn map.

"Empty reading?!" said Lord Wales, who looked blankly at the map with surprise in his eyes.

"It's like magic...... Isn't this a map of our Lakeside Town?" it took Joey a long time to come back to his senses and exclaimed softly.

"Yes," Reggin said in response to the old lord or Joey, "if I knew a little more about this place, I might have been able to make this map more three-dimensional." ”

"I see...... I see. After the old lord said "I see" twice, he let out a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the dazed Joey, rubbed his palms lightly on his knees twice, and said, "Empty reading is an advanced technique used by psychic power, and not all people who can use psychic power can master it. At the very least, the user must have a strong enough psychic ability and a good understanding of spatial orientation to be able to manifest the graphic content he wants to show - this ability is generally used for area exploration and reconnaissance, and can be presented in the form of a map. ”

The old lord paused, then looked at Rekin again and said, "But only the user can see and study the ordinary empty reading content, and only the best of them can let everyone else around him see the ...... he wants to share."

Joey was dumbfounded: "So, he's still a very powerful ...... Teacher?"

"Wow-" The map dispersed, and the sticky note in the center fluttered gently and fell back to the table.

"As far as I know, anyone who can read is 'invited' by the government to be a spy or join a reconnaissance force, but I don't want to be controlled by the Imperial government. As you can see, I was on a journey, and I came out to see the world after I had completed my studies. In addition, the time I can sustain in my free reading is very limited, and if I want to use it for military purposes, I need to spend a lot of time and energy to study in depth - this is not what I want to do. So if the government or the military department finds out, I won't have a free life. Lei Jin spread his hands, looking helpless.

"Indeed," the old lord nodded, "if the Psychic Appraisal Department discovers your abilities, it will definitely report it to the military and do everything possible to get you to join." So Joey," the Lord of Wales turned his head back to Joey and said with a wink, "we didn't hire Mr. Regin because of his ability to read, we didn't know he could read. ”

"Ah, yes, sir, yes! we ...... anything Hey, sir, have you decided to hire him?" and then lowered his voice and leaned into the Lord of Wales' ear, "Isn't it expensive......?"

"Yes, yes, I still hope it's cheaper! After all, I, a declining old nobleman, can't compare with the current dignitaries!" the old man replied slyly.

Lei Jin smiled slightly, and bowed respectfully.

That afternoon, the Lord of Wales asked Joey to tidy up the guest room on the third floor and let Reggin stay there.

At dinnertime, Rekin was introduced to his grandson, Master Matthew, a young boy under the age of 8. I don't know if it's because of the early death of his parents, or because the Lord of Wales's aristocratic tutoring is too strict, but such a young child is not naughty at all, but seems a little introverted, even indifferent, as if he doesn't have much interest in anything.

Reggin noticed that Matthew, a strange new teacher, did not have the curiosity or fear that a child of his age should have. After a brief introduction, we had dinner together and then went back to our rooms to rest.

Regin's room was located on the side of the third floor, just around the corner from the villa. Through the windows, you can clearly see the road that stretches from the town in the middle of the lake down the hillside, and the lights of the town.

In the darkness, Rekin seemed to sigh and closed the window. Turning around, with a wave of his hand, the candlestick hanging from the ceiling lit up with a faint light. It's just that it's not a candle flame, it's a point of light that is close to the color and form - the light spirit. At a few o'clock, the room was faintly illuminated.

Rekin walked to the center of the room and stretched out his right hand flat forward, palm slightly downward, five fingers open. In the next moment, the same light as when he demonstrated empty reading in front of the Lord condensed under his palm. Only this time it appears softer and has more points of light.

His eyes were closed, and his eyeballs were moving rapidly under his eyelids.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and the light under his palm suddenly dispersed to all directions, and a three-dimensional topographical map appeared under his palm, surrounding him. The forests and towns seem to be made up of light, but they are three-dimensional with the light and shade of the light spots. And the closest thing to him, that is, where he stood, was the town of Huxin.

Unlike the "map" he presented to the Lord, all the buildings, vegetation, and undulating hillsides are three-dimensional landscapes, like a large miniature landscape, and every building and road in the town of the lake is clearly visible.

Lei Jin stood in place and slowly turned around, his eyes returned to Huxin Town, and muttered to himself: "I haven't chased for so long without a little news, is it really not going in this direction......" and then touched his chin thoughtfully.

After dispersing the empty reading, he sat on the edge of the bed, stared at the town of Huxin not far from the window for a while, and then lay down.