This curse is pretty good. Annan smacked his lips.
Wow, there is a curse giving a “second identity.”
The ability to switch back and forth between the two identities at will. If the face and name could be changed, even the Edict Wizard should not find out the true form.
This ability is pretty good.
If there is something inconvenient for the identity of “Don Juan Geraint” to do in the future, and “Annan Austere-Winter” shouldn’t appear, I can utilize David.
Moreover, “David’s” combat power is not weak.
Besides being unable to use Destruction spells, David had the traditional Silver Rank Wizard Advanced Profession, the “Great Wizard.” He specialized in two schools, just like Master Michelangelo.
It was impossible to obtain new passive skills when learning spells across schools.
Passive abilities were generally obtained in Silver Rank, but they were distinguished in different qualities too. For example, the “prediction” and “perception” of the Prophet School, as well as the ability of the Shaping School to control the form of matter at will, were obviously much stronger than the Energy Falteration School and the Soul Snatch School.
This was not magic but passive abilities. Thus, even if one swore to prohibit the use of spells, they could still use the passive abilities normally.
It was like the ability that Benjamin used when he was on the ship.
As for Idol’s passive ability, Annan didn’t quite understand.
But there was no need to panic. He would find out after trying it out.
At the same time, David specialized in the two schools: “Prophet” and “Idol,” which meant that he had the passive ability of these two schools. His attributes stayed at the peak level of Silver Rank, 30 levels. With those taken into account, the second identity was quite substantial.
Being opposed to the Destruction School had little effect.
Annan did not know any spells of the Destruction School at all.
It should be because Michelangelo, as a statue master, hated the Destruction Wizard who could cause devastating destruction with just a simple move, even with a breath. Or, it could simply be that the Destruction Wizard had defeated him before.
Annan could empathize with it because silly kids had ruined his occasion before.
Presumably, the Destruction Wizard should be those annoying children.
For example: “Kim.”
His blood would burn violently after being separated from the body. His cough alone would make the house shake. The dishes in the house would keep shaking. After being directly poisoned by the alteration wizard, the unconstrained volatile curse in the corpse would cause explosions and earthquakes. His words and his eyes also had a considerable degree of destruction.
—He even had to wear a straitjacket, and someone had to follow him closely.
From this point of view, the mentality of the destruction wizard was obviously unstable.
The destruction wizard was too dangerous and uncontrollable.
It was not just Master Michelangelo, even Annan didn’t like this hard-to-control violent ability.
Therefore, Master Michelangelo banned Destruction spells to prevent his creation from being used as weapons for destruction. Annan couldn’t agree more with this idea.
Fortunately, although there were no additional spells included, the Energy Falteration School spells that Annan was proficient at could still be used normally without being opposed. Hence, his combat power would not be reduced, at the very least.
After all, “David” had no swordsman profession. Annan couldn’t utilize the Frost Sword in David’s state.
So Annan was short of a killing move, even though this killing move was generally useless.
But the most significant advantage was that this disguise was different from “Don Juan Geraint.” He was completely separated from Annan Austere-Winter.
Annan had to pay a little attention to the skills usage and refrain from appearing in the same place multiple times. Also, he got to separate the circles of the two identities carefully. With all these done, Annan would create a brand new and clean identity.
Unless someone else was informed in advance.
Otherwise, who would have thought that Annan was the same person as the sunny middle-aged wizard at Silver Rank with 178 meters in height. After all, the predecessor was a 14-year-old handsome boy with a height of 1.5 meters, a cold-looking, and weak-hearted Bronze Rank Energy Falteration Wizard.
“Master Michelangelo’s gift is awesome.” Annan couldn’t help but exclaim.
In other words, this hush fee was generous.
He just happened to be missing one disguise right now.
After all, Annan’s appearance was too easy for people to remember. It was hard for him to keep a low profile.
I’m almost ready to leave.
After reorganizing all his abilities, Annan calmed down.
Then Annan opened his eyes while lying on the bed.
He found himself covered with a thick quilt.
Bishop Daryl looked at him with a complicated face.
The sunny bald bishop with squinting eyes had lost his smile. Instead, he just gazed at Annan on the bed as if he wanted to say something.
Annan shrank in the quilt and made a cold, sleepy voice, “Excuse me, what time is it?”
“It’s eight twenty, feudal lord. There are still forty minutes before our agreed time.”
Bishop Daryl hesitated for a while, but finally, he couldn’t help but ask, “But how did you do it?”
Annan blinked when he heard the questions.
Annan looked at Bishop Daryl, folded his hands on the quilt, and gave the bishops an elegant and gentle smile, like a real nobleman.
He spoke clearly and said in a melodious voice, “I guess you would think at first that it’s all my sister’s effort to complete this nightmare, right?
“Then you have underestimated me too.”
What Annan meant was to admit that he was “Annan Austere-Winter.”
Annan had no other option.
He couldn’t hide at all.
Even Bishop Daryl did not know Annan Austere-Winter; he would immediately know Annan’s true identity as long as he tackled this dungeon instance.
After all, Annan and Maria look the same.
Except for the completely different temperament and different hair lengths, it was even difficult to tell the difference between the two people.
After coming out of the dungeon instance, Annan finally knew why Bishop Daryl said at the beginning that “it’s something you can handle” and “After you enter this nightmare, don’t be too nervous even if you meet an acquaintance. But, don’t hesitate too much too.”
It was because Maria Austere-Winter was in that nightmare.
As long as Annan proved his existence to her and told some secrets that only the two of them know, Maria would know that this was a nightmare. She would team up with Annan and help Annan win.
The two would secretly team up, so the nightmare would not be difficult. Annan could easily win.
Even in the worst case, as long as Maria and Merlin die together, Annan could clear the nightmare.
“But I don’t need such clumsy means.” Annan smiled gently.
His eyes were unconcealed and confident that they seemingly burned brightly like a flame.
“I see.” Bishop Daryl nodded slowly.
He had a deeper understanding of Annan Austere-Winter.
He is a gentle, intelligent, and tough person.
For the position of Austere-Winter’s Grand Duke, Annan is indeed the right candidate.
“Feudal lord. No, Annan.”
The bishop was silent for a while, then said slowly, “When there is no one, can I call you that?
“I won’t ask why you are here.
“But more importantly, do you feel the Silver Sire’s engravings?”
“I feel that.” Annan nodded and asked with some confusion, “But what are those?”
“It represents the love Silver Sire has for us. The intensity and the counts of divine arts also represent your position in the church.”
Having said that, Bishop Daryl slowed down his talking pace,
“If you can-
“Do you have the intention to come to Silver Sire Church to register? You can start directly from the priest, as long as your engravings can exceed 50 before the age of 30…
“I can nominate the main church for you to serve as bishops in this diocese district.”
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