1183 Apportionment Trial (2)

The moment Elder Dewey and the middle-aged woman appeared, Ace instantly felt the tension between Elder Dewey and the tall, middle-aged man.

“Greeting teacher.” He quickly greeted Elder Dewey without showing any excessive reaction. Elder Dewey smiled as he nodded, “You’ve finally arrived.”

However, their short interaction astounded the others. The middle-aged man asked, “He’s your new disciple, Elder Dewey?”

However, Elder Dewey shook his head as he replied, “No, Elder Roscoe. George is not my official disciple but a student. I don’t dare take such a talented disciple and embarrass myself.”

He was telling the truth, but in other elders’ ears, these words were akin to bragging since they clearly did not believe him at all.

At this moment, the gray-haired old man in Elder Roscoe’s group suddenly said, “I’ve heard about the death of your official disciple, Elder Dewey. You have my condolences.”

Elder Dewey’s expression fell slightly, but he still nodded, “Thank you for your kind words, Elder Emmett. ” A strange light flashed past Elder Roscoe’s eyes before it vanished as quickly as it appeared. “I also heard about it, and it seems the killer is still at large. If you need anything from me, don’t hesitate to ask, Elder Dewey.”

“I won’t.” Elder Dewey stiffly replied.

Even Marguerite’s expression was somewhat unnatural at this moment since they were discussing John, not to mention she was suppressing herself not to flare up for some reason. “Why are you all doing by discussing such a thing in front of juniors? Since this little boy has been here with a Forger Elder Apportionment Token. Shouldn’t you be taking him to Apportionment Trial?” The middle-aged woman, Elder Norma, coldly interfered as she seemed also hostile to Elder Roscoe’s group.

But she seemed to be someone with a sense of duty and didn’t want to show such a sight in front of Juniors. After all, as sect elders, they should be an upright example in front of Juniors, not like quibbling children.

Ace could only sigh secretly, as he knew Elder Dewey’s enemies were his enemies now, and he couldn’t do anything about it. Nonetheless, he didn’t mean he was afraid; as long as he entered the sect, things would be quite interesting.

As for those elders, they quickly stopped after hearing Elder Norma and quickly looked toward George.

“Since you are here to take the Apportionment Trial, I should assume you are well aware of what kind of trial it’ll be. Let me warn you, even if you are Elder Dewey’s student, no one will give you any special treatment. If you failed, you can only try in the official entry test again.” Elder Norma coldly looked towards George as she questioned without holding back.

Although she had an amiable relationship with Elder Dewey and disliked snakes like Elder Roscoe, she would never give anyone special treatment. She would remain impartial as long as it included the sect.

Ace could also tell that this woman was not to be trifled with, so he quickly replied solemnly, “I’m aware of the risks, and I’m ready.”

Elder Norma nodded as she liked George’s decisive answer without any hesitation, “Good. You need to wai…”

“Bring him to Forger Abyss’s first level!” At this moment, an imposing voice suddenly rang within Elder Norma’s head, startling her. Her eyes went wide to the extreme as she guessed who could send her spirit transmission without showing himself, and her hand trembled slightly.

Furthermore, it wasn’t just her as those three elders and Elder Dewey had expressions of shock and disbelief; they seemed to clearly hear the same voice.

At this moment, the way they looked at George suddenly changed, and Elder Dewey became somewhat agitated.

“Alright, follow us. You may go back and report to the mission hall.” Elder Norma quickly changed her words, her expression extremely solemn, but there was still a hint of confusion hidden deep in her eyes.

The other elders didn’t dare to say anything and secretly sent spirit transmissions to each other to confirm if others had the same assumption as them. Why was George under that ‘person’s’ radar?

Elder Roscoe even started to believe Elder Dewey’s words about George being a genius that even he didn’t dare to take as a disciple.

‘I need to quickly report this to the clan…’ This thought quickly surfaced in his mind, but he knew that person was watching everything, and if his action irked him, it would be over for him. So, he could only behave for now, and other elders in his group also had the same train of thought.

Although Ace didn’t know if he was imagining it, he was sure that someone had happened that made these elders’ emotions run wild.

“Be careful; things are not going as planned!”

Ace was then startled when Elder Dewey’s voice suddenly rang directly into his ears as he was whispering. He looked towards Elder Dewey in astonishment, and the latter’s expression was stiff and helpless.

Ace was instantly vigilant and wondered what had happened, but alas, he knew asking Elder Dewey was impossible at this moment, and running away was even more impossible.

‘Clam down, they shouldn’t know who I am, and it’s impossible. But if things look grim, I’ll just run away. It’s not like they can stop me.’ Ace quickly calmed down.

At this moment, Elder Norma waved her hand, and Ace felt an invisible, gentle force grip him. The next moment, his feet left the ground, and he flew with Elder Norma toward the depth of the sect; she also seemed in a hurry.

The other elders glanced at each other before quickly following them. They knew this matter was huge and wanted to witness it with their own eyes.

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Meanwhile, in the core area,

“You just couldn’t help yourself, huh?” The Guardian Spirit annoyingly muttered as the scene in the mirror of George being taken towards the depth of the outer core was playing.

The scholarly man chuckled as he watched with great interest, “If he’s special, then only the Forger Abyss can measure his true capabilities! If he can’t even pass the first level, then he’s not worthy of being my future disciple!”