After saying that, he ignored Sid, closed his eyes, and moved his hands according to the method demonstrated by the stall owner. The pen he held in his right hand left black ink lines on the paper, and his left hand just held the stone pen and followed it, and sure enough, nothing was drawn.

Sid thought that his psychic training would be something special, but after looking at it for a while, he realized that Ian was just using the mechanism with his eyes closed, and there was nothing to see, so he leaned back to his bed and took a nap.

After a long time, the crunching wooden mechanism stopped. Ian opened his eyes and withdrew his hand from the mechanism. The paper on the right hand side has long been drawn in a mess, and the pen has run out of ink.

"I see...... Ian nodded in satisfaction and muttered to himself, "It's easy to figure out how it works!"

"Figured out what?" Sid was woken up, yawned, and sat up.

"My psychic subject," Ian said, turning to Sid, "didn't the witch try to join forces against you last time after I made Zach manifest?"

"Well, isn't it impossible to control the spirits to act separately?" Sid's eyes lit up, "You have a solution?"

"Yes, this is the mechanism. Ian smiled and pointed to the wooden mechanism.

"What does it have to do with it?"

"Zach is part of my mental power," Ian explained, "and I'm going to make him fight and I can fight with myself, just dually." ”

"That's right, adding Flynn is all for three purposes, and adding Andrew for four things. Sid would draw inferences, "So what?"

"I've been thinking about how I can do it all the way. There is only one way, and that is to be proficient. ”

Ian touched his head with one hand and took the glass with the other.

"You see," he said, "scratching your head, and holding a glass of water, these two simple actions are very basic and familiar little actions in daily life, and you can do them at the same time. Can I scratch my head while Zach is holding a glass? Absolutely. Then why can't I fight at the same time as Zach fights?"

"The level of complexity is different?"

"Yes, but at the end of the day, it's not the same level of familiarity. My familiarity with the art of sword fighting, and the familiarity with controlling Zack's combat, was far from enough. If you can memorize the actions of both and turn them into the memories of the body, let alone dual-purpose, it should be no problem to multi-purpose. ”

"Sounds reasonable...... But what does it have to do with this?" Sid nodded at the mechanism on the table.

"It was this wooden mechanism that inspired me. The left and right hands on the mechanism are connected by a designed linkage, so even if I can't draw, I can open the bow left and right according to its trajectory and draw a pattern at the same time. The trajectory of this mechanism is like the memory of the body, and I am deeply impressed again and again. Once you're familiar with it, even if you don't have this mechanism, you should be able to draw two different patterns at the same time. ”

With that, Ian walked over to the wall with his stone pen and easily drew the outline of the whiptail with his left hand.

Sid glared closer to the wall and muttered, "You still have a talent for drawing?"

"It's just familiar. Ian smiled slightly, put the pen in his right hand, and drew a custom flower pattern on the wall of the right hand.

"But this kind of training is huge," Ian thought as he continued, "It's not going to work just to use one set of moves in battle, and you have to adapt to the situation, so I'm afraid you have to start practicing the bits and pieces of your daily life." ”

"I see. ”

"Zach is like my left hand on the mechanism, I myself am the right hand, and if I want to draw on my own without the linkage of the mechanism, I must know the movements of both the left and right hands. ”

"How are you going to train next, or are you going to use this mechanism?"

"No, the agency just helped me understand the way and how this training works thoroughly - it's useless now. ”

"Huh, a gold coin is useless, what a waste......" Sid lamented, "the next time we see Lena return it to her, do you think she'll agree?"

“...... What do you say?" Ian smiled and shook his head as he remembered the way Lena put away the gold coins, "How did you get infected by her?

"It's not stingy. They're just good at business and calculating, but it's the first time I've seen Lena calculate so carefully. Sid changed the subject and asked, "Since you don't need a mechanism, how are you going to train?"

"We're in the Federation, so it doesn't matter if people know that I can use psionic powers, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. This is no longer in the territory of the empire, and the mercenary guild already has a lot of guys who rely on their spiritual power to eat. Besides, we're going to leave here for Oasis Town in two days, and we shouldn't be staying in one place for long. ”

The pale blue points of light quickly converged, and Zack's spirit appeared beside Ian.

He said, "That's going to be easy," pointing to Zack, "I'm going to keep it that way all the time, eating and sleeping, and letting Zach make it concrete." No problem, right?"

Sid's eyes widened: "...... Eat and sleep like this?"

"Hmm. I can't do it when I'm sleeping, I won't know until I try it tonight......" Ian thought for a moment, "Maybe I'll look sluggish these days, bear with me......"

Sid didn't understand what he meant, but it didn't take long for him to realize it.

Ian said that his training should start immediately, so he asked Zach to dance his sword as gently as possible in the room near the door (as far away from their beds as possible just in case something happened). Sid sat back on his bedside and watched Zack dance the sword, the same basic sword training he had taught Ian. At this time, Zach followed the steps in the training, and it was quite interesting to practice at a glance.

Looking at it, the cup in his hand was empty, and he just wanted to get up and pour it, but was stopped by Ian next to him raising his hand.

Ian didn't speak, his mind controlling Zack's movements. After stopping Sid, he slowly stood up. Zach was still dancing his sword, and he didn't seem to be disturbed by Ian standing up and walking. But Ian's own movements were very slow, as if he had a thousand pounds under his feet, and moved almost little by little to the table.

Sid saw that the roots of his teeth were itching, and he was only a few steps away, and he wanted to pour water himself. However, he knew that this was Ian's training, so he had to endure it.

At this point, Ian slowly lifted the kettle again, and slowly walked back to Sid.

He lifted the kettle and bowed his head slightly to pour water into Sid's cup.

Sid looked up and saw Ian's eyes glazed over, and he didn't know if he was focused on the glass in his hand. The eyes seemed to be looking at their own cups, and they seemed to be looking at somewhere in the distance.

Slowly but accurately water flows out of the spout of the kettle and into Sid's cup.

Sid breathed a sigh of relief and squinted at Zach, who was still dancing his sword in order. It doesn't look like it's outstanding, but it's all right.

When he looked back, he felt a burning sensation in his hands—water had spilled out of the cup and onto his hands.

"Hot, hot!" he subconsciously cried out, and threw the cup away.

Zach stopped for a moment, but didn't disperse.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ian's eyes and speed of movement returned to normal, and he hurriedly wiped Sid with a cloth.

"It's okay, huhu, it's not boiling water......" Sid said with a slightly reddened hand.

"Sorry, pay attention next time......"

Sid: "Not next time. Next time you practice yours, I won't disturb your practice, everyone will be safe......"

"Haha, okay. Ian smiled sheepishly.

There was nothing to say all night, but Ian left Zach standing by the door before going to bed, and then went to sleep by himself.

In the darkness, the pale blue spirit stood motionless. "It's weird and scary. Sid meditated, but then thought, "If I can control it brighter, maybe the oil lamp can be saved." ”

I fell asleep unconsciously, and I don't know when Ian slept or if he fell asleep. Anyway, when they woke up in the morning, Ian and Zach were already "going their separate ways".

After noon, the two left the hotel.

"Turn left at the intersection in front of you, and you should be there. Sid led the way.

The raccoon man owner of the processing house sent a message to Sid at the inn that the order for him to do the processing had been completed.

As soon as Sid received the news, he urged Ian to settle lunch early, and happily pulled Ian to go. By this time they had come down from the square, and were almost at the mouth of the alley.

"That's right, this is it. Sid saw the sign of the processing house at the mouth of the alley, and turned left into the alley.

From the very beginning, Ian never said a word. Because he's preoccupying himself with trying not to walk at the exact same pace as he is...... Walking is as simple as a thing, but for him now, it seems to have to bear double the load. If the two of them are exactly the same, Zach can do whatever he wants, which is not a burden and difficulty, but it loses the meaning of this training.

So he tried all the way to get Zach to walk with different strides and frequencies from himself, but he was already sweating when he got here.

In Sid's eyes, this dual-purpose training often makes Ian and Zach look funny. For example, now, Ian is going to follow Sid to turn left into the alley, and with a slight negligence, Zach has a strange behavior of the same hands and feet when he turns.

Although Zach is rare as the embodiment of psychic power, in Babel City, it is at most misunderstood as a love to show off his psychic power, which will not cause any commotion. After all, as Sid said, there are many mercenaries coming and going from the north to the south here, and it is not uncommon for a few to have a few psychic powers. However, Ian's training is not proficient enough, so Zack's behavior is sometimes weird and funny, but it attracts attention.

Sid walked alone all the way, and he didn't know if he was really anxious or if he felt too embarrassed to walk with Ian.

Ian didn't care about this, but he just embodied a spirit like Zach in front of everyone's eyes, and he had to keep it this way all the time, this was the first time, and he was somewhat weak at first. However, it is much more embarrassing, and the skin will slowly thicken. Walking along the main road from the lively square, he had become accustomed to the sideways glances of passers-by.