Yoni, or the boy, after all, didn't recognize the new name so clearly himself. In short, he woke up. He's lying on the bed, probably the bed, and you can't explain to someone who hasn't enjoyed it since birth why the bed is the way it is, but at least it's comfortable enough to lie on.

The underside of the head is also soft enough not to reach the cervical spine. He was reluctant to open his eyes, because he was afraid that everything he was feeling in his body now was a dream, and that he would have to wake up struggling to survive like a mouse on the damp and cold deck. He was so scared that he even began to tremble involuntarily.

But this hesitation did not last long, fear did not solve its root cause, and no matter how much resistance was made, the time would come when it should happen. The boy slowly opened his eyes, ready for the dim sight.

But he was disappointed, and in front of him was a plank, not the kind of tall plank that separates the upper and lower floors, but a more delicate, shorter plank, which would not make people despair, but would have a sense of security.

"Looks like you're finally awake, good. A voice sounded not far away, and the boy immediately bounced up from his lying state, hoping to make sure that the sound did not mean harm. Then he saw the light, not the light of fire, not the light of torches, or grease, or the burning of the human body, or whatever, but it was a gentle light, shining through the translucent glass with a little color, and shining on the person who spoke.

The man was draped in a wide gray garment, and the hood that hung over his shoulders did not cover his face. The boy didn't have the strength to learn to judge people's race and origin from the color of their hair and skin, he only knew that the other party was probably a human, which was good, because in most cases humans would not eat their kind, and at most they would beat him and drive him away.

The question is whether you can still be identified as a member of the same family. But the apprehension did not last long, and soon the boy saw something more in the man in front of him, a sense of inexplicable unease, as if something else was hidden beneath his human skin.

Cheese didn't give the apprentice much time to think, and he didn't expect the boy to come to many correct conclusions from his observations, so he chose a more direct approach. The mage's eyes began to flicker with a magical light, and for a moment, the rest of the room became dim, and only the eyes of the cheese were the only bright objects.

With a flick of his finger, the invisible force struck Yoni, keeping the child from screaming or otherwise acting when stimulated. It was a mantra used to stabilize the mind, originally used for meditation, but now he used it to improve the receptivity of his apprentices.

"Look me in the eye, child. Now I need to let you know something about it, something about you. The mage's voice had the magic to listen intently, and on the premise of stabilizing the apprentice's mind, he was not worried that it would scare Yoni, "Your past is gone, and it will still bring you memories and affect your character and judgment. But it's like carrying a mountain on your back, you can always see the mountain when you look back, but the mountain looks different every time, depending on how far you go. Now, you are my apprentice, and the apprenticeship means, I will impart something to you, and you are to serve me for the time being. ”

Yuni and Cheese looked at each other, and Mu Ran nodded to show that he understood what the master meant. The Grey Robe does not rely solely on words and grammar to convey meaning, it contains more intuitive information that even people who do not understand the language and are hostile can understand a thing or two from it.

However, it also made Cheese notice another interesting thing about the apprentice, his overly blank expression. On the contrary, this expression indicates that the boy is under the influence of magic, and that the spell that was originally used to stabilize his mood and convey information has an effect far greater than his own.

It's a talent, at least in Cheese's eyes. Magic doesn't work for everyone, and most spells lose their supposed effect against Wolfwalkers, and in the same way, magic can be affected in any race, especially magic that doesn't act directly on living beings through a medium.

If the opponent resists the spell, the effect of the spell will be reduced, and if the opponent is occupied by fear and surprise, some spells will even be invalidated. This is why, in the past, when casting spells on companions, cheese always emphasized that they should relax their minds, and the intense emotions would make the magic ineffective.

But there are two sides to the story, some people are naturally resistant to magic, and some people are naturally susceptible to magic. The latter often shows a sensitivity that surpasses others, and there are not a few such artists among them. For such people, magic will enter their lives more easily, and the consequences can be good or bad.

This is the case with Yoni, whose body is highly receptive to foreign magic, making him a good candidate for magic. However, this does not mean that he is a good seed of a spellcaster, release and acceptance, which are different concepts.

Cheese paused, a thought flashed through his mind, and he was deeply rooted there and refused to leave. So the mage had to try to think about how feasible this idea was, and soon came to the result.

"Before you officially start your training, there is one more test to be conducted, and you have to pass this test to prove that you are qualified to go down this path. And given that your life was saved by me, I regret to inform you that you have no right to refuse this test, you can only accept and pass it. And I promise, this won't be the last test you'll ever go through. ”

Yuni looked uneasy, his inner turmoil being outstretched to his body because of the magic, and even if he didn't speak, Cheese could get a rough idea of what he was thinking. But the mage was not happy with the feeling of dominating others, and he even felt a little disgusted with the child in front of him who was affected by magic, because it reminded him of the unconscious puppet.

Some spellcasters do enjoy scavenging such golems, whether as servants, spellcasting props, or even living magic containers, they have a cheap advantage that magical creations can't compete with. But it's just an object, not an independent being.

Thinking, thinking is the meaning of life, this is the value that Gray Tower's training has created for cheese. If a creature does not think about it, then the life it has is a waste.

To this day, many of the habits and opinions that have been developed in the Grey Tower have been challenged in one encounter after another, but this is the only thing that Cheese still believes in. Now, since he also has an apprentice, this apprentice should also understand this truth. This test is a good opportunity.

"So, it's time to tell you what this test is about. Follow me to the river. I don't ask you to help me with anything, only one request, to get back to shore alive. ”