Asking someone is not an easy task, especially asking an incoherent madman, because you can't know what a madman's brain circuits and logic will think, so the inquirer often has to rely on subjective judgment to piece together the fragmented language narrative of a madman, and then half-guess and half-verify to get the information they need.

And now that's what Punk interrogates about Kentianou.

"I, my job? Oh, yes, of course I have my own job, you can see it, I'm a mage who isn't good at fighting, so my job in this city of sleepless watchers is to sort out the data on the operation of the energy circle and report it regularly, and then ...... And then...... By the way, this is not my most important job, I have more things to worry about, I still have to complete the planning and publicity of the "trial" of His Excellency Dorausch? We need to let enough strong people know and take the initiative to participate in the trial, right? so that His Excellency will be satisfied, yes, I need to plan this, Mr. Krauss once told me............"

"Alright, stop, stop, now tell me what you mean by "trial"?

Listening to the incoherent and chaotic words of Kentianu, the punk who likes to think logically can only feel an indescribable headache.

Not to mention the mad mage's way of speaking, the things he said alone were very ambiguous.

What is "more important work"? What is "the trial propaganda of the Grand Armagnomy"? Is there any strange activity still taking place on the Cyborg Moon during the time when Dorausz led the army?

Fortunately, maybe it was because this job was really important, or maybe it was because the belief that he was anxious to know his wife's situation was being driven, so Kentiannou, who shook his head suddenly, did not continue to babble and didn't know what to say, but he naturally opened his mouth to explain after hearing Master Huiyue's question:

"Ha, you must be someone from Billonro, you don't know that our Divine Throne Grand Master is openly recruiting apprentices, right? Before leading the Third Army on the expedition, Lord Dorausz once said that he planned to start teaching his three hundred and sixty-first batch of apprentices after returning victoriously, in order to recruit truly talented, Qualified Legendary Professionals become apprentices, and Mr. Doraush has placed his hand-crafted Trial Tools in the sixteen Cities of the Sleepless Watchers, which are the main transportation fortresses, and any Legendary Profession can participate in this safe but difficult trial for free, and as long as they pass the trial, Lady Ketaroran will personally lead the passers to meet the great Grand Arcane of God............ Of course, everyone only has one chance to try, and those like me who don't pass don't need to think nonsense."

“............”

Sure enough, there are even more strange secrets on the Cyborg Moon, such as this ancient "trial" being one of them.

Will the Grand Master of the Throne of Netheril's time take in apprentices?

Actually, not before, how could the great master who lived as he pleased, during Netheril's prime, find time to teach any apprentices?

But as the so-called situation is stronger than people, as the war of the Nethrel civilization intensifies, and with the powerful invasion of terrible creatures like Feren Demon Kui, even the most confident Divine Throne powerhouses have to consider whether their limited strength is enough for dangerous wars after all, in fact, a very grand "apprentice wave" began to rise before the destruction of Netheril's main army.

Of course, despite the tremendous amount of effort and publicity that has been put into it, the once-well-known "Apprenticeship of Legends" campaign has never had time to be implemented, because as the glory of the Nethrel civilization fades out, there are so-called "successors" Soon it became nonsense, the last Divine Throne Grand Arcane did not have time to teach until the fallen battlefield, and even one apprentice, and hundreds of batches of elite talents who followed several Grand Arcans were all sunk in the ocean of war without exception............

In Vedrashia's memory, this anticlimactic historical event was just one of many "big events" that made people sigh and regret, and it was of little use in the end except for a little emotion.

However, Punk really didn't expect that the trial of the Great Olympian to recruit apprentices would actually be carried out in the city of sleepless watchers, and ......... For the two Huiyue professionals today, the apprentice of the Divine Throne powerhouse was worthless at all, and only the last two words spoken by Kentianu were the most worthy of their attention.

That's right, it's the same sentence - "As long as you pass the test to recruit apprentices, Ketaroran will personally come forward to lead the trialists to meet the Grand Master of the Divine Throne"?

Attention!

Doesn't this mean that Petalolan, who has been staying in the depths of the enclosed central hall and does not come out, now has the possibility of having to leave his safe place and walk before the enemy on his own? Such information can really be said to be a relief to two "uninvited guests" who are worried about approaching hostile targets.

Of course, based on the nonsense of a madman and the seriously outdated memories of Vedraxia, these earth-shattering events are not enough to believe, and even the appearance of Kentianu itself may be a vicious conspiracy orchestrated by the Empress of Fabrication, so even though he realized some crucial "points", the cautious "Whisper of Destruction" still did not show any joy, he just continued to say to Kentianu with a blank face:

"Since your job is to record and plan, you must have access to databases and edits, and now I want you to take us to review that information yourself............ You know, it's a state of war, and "the style of the Catalante Chamber is always like that, it's all about the work."

"Oh, I know, I know, even if no one actually cares about this mess, but you still have to make a show, right? We logistical spellcasters are always going to be subjected to those annoying scrutiny and scrutiny...... Of course I'm not talking about you, dear sir, that you're not like those old-fashioned and old-fashioned guys...... Ahem, do you need to check my work records? Of course, of course, my office is near this mailing center, so let's take a "speed car" there."

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors