Chapter 608: Impossible Phenomenon

Chapter 608: Impossible Phenomenon



Thalen quickly grabbed the card out of Northern's hand, bringing it closer to his eyes to be sure he was seeing correctly.

'What? What is this I am seeing?'

It was still there. Sage Northern.

His eyeballs rolled down to the base of the card.

Drifter's rank: TRANSIENT.

It was all there, it wasn't faked. Not to mention, the card had changed color.

'I have never heard of a soul rank card changing color at all... could there have been a malfunction? But I have also never heard of a malfunction in the rank card.'

The rank card was crafted by the best of the best craftsmen, not just mundane, but drifters that awakened with craftsmanship abilities.

Since it had been in circulation fifty years ago, never had it been recorded that it changed color or broke.

So this couldn't be possible. There was a first time for everything, but Thalen knew enough about Northern's capabilities that he didn't want to doubt this.

The color change of the card called for extra attention, but that did not deny the fact that the boy's rank had changed from Vagrant to Transient.

'There's no way... there's no way he became a Sage in six days.'

Indeed, there was no way!Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Thalen's thought was literal and introspective. Perhaps if he were to consider the influence of the rift, it took a lot of time to absorb a soul core.

And one didn't have all the time in the world, not with the dangers of a tier-seven rift lurking around them.

This did not make any sense!

Thalen held his forehead, closing his eyes for a moment.

He turned to the civil servant whose mouth was still open and eyes still blinking.

"You've had your truth now. Can you leave us?"

The voice was polite, but something in the depth of Thalen's eyes hinted at a coming rudeness.

The civil servant glanced at Northern once more, his eyes still drowning in disbelief.

A Sage who is sixteen years old?

He had never heard of such a thing before. Never in his entire life!

"I heard the governor of Arcadia died... the owner of the mansion you guys lived in... did you

meet him before he died?"

"That man? Yes, I did. What about it?"

"That man is a Sage."

"Ooooh... I see..."

"Okay, okay, indeed you see. But what you don't see is, that man awakened at the age of

fifteen just like you, and became a Sage at the age of forty-seven."

Northern narrowed his eyes, slightly surprised. "That was heavily slow."

"Exactly! Exactly what I'm saying. That's how these things are!!" Thalen's words were

suddenly filled with vigor.

"But when you look at it... he wasn't in the Dark Continent and maybe he didn't enter so many

rifts."

The headmaster shook his head. "No, no, no, you are not getting something right. If we count the number of rifts he has been into and the number of monsters he has slain, I'm sure you are

not even halfway there."

Northern's face immediately contorted darkly.

"Don't say what you don't know. He might have been in more rifts but certainly not killed

more monsters."

Thalen paused for a couple of seconds, then he sighed and nodded his head.

"Okay. Perhaps you are right. Perhaps you have killed more monsters. But a normal transition from a Vagrant all the way to a Transient soul rank should take not just one or two but at least five years, if one was absorbing soul cores every day. Make it make sense that you achieved

that in six days."

Northern shrugged. "It doesn't have to make sense to you. It is what I am. I don't make sense

to anyone."

The headmaster stood there, shocked and helplessly going to accept that Northern had progressed two ranks in six days without any proper explanation.

He felt like his head would burst from all the racing thoughts, bringing and dismissing the possibilities of what this impossible phenomenon could be.