Chapter 5: The Thief Steals Things

Chapter 5: The Thief Steals Things

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In the center of the academy was a small lake. Amon sat on a blue stone by the lake, leisurely watching the water.

A gentle breeze blew, rippling the water, and several plump ducks paddled and played.

"Amon, give it back!" Yan Jin came to his side angrily, her small face full of frost.

"Hmm? You mean this?" Amon tossed the money bag, looking at her with a smile. "This is my money bag."

Golden soul coins collided, making a melodious "ding-ling" sound.

This was what Amon had taken from her during the combat training session just now.

"Only part of it is yours. There's also some that I painstakingly stole... earned. Give it back to me quickly," Yan Jin said fiercely.

"That won't do. I earned it with my own ability, why should I return it?"

"Damn it, what do you want?"

"Stealing is a bad habit," Amon shook his head and lectured.

You're even more skilled than me!

Yan Jin opened her mouth, silently refuting.

Without continuing to try to solve the problem with words, a fierce look flashed in her eyes, and she said in a low voice, "Then let's solve it with fists."

Yan Jin suddenly launched an attack. Red light surged, and a ball of hot magma appeared in her palm.

Even without attaching soul rings, even if she couldn't control it freely, just simply revealing it, this soul skill showed extremely strong destructive power due to its own characteristics.

"Magma..." Amon raised his hand to meet it with a slightly solemn expression. He activated his soul bone ability, turning his soul power into a protective film covering his hand.

In order to resist the high temperature, he injected a large amount of soul power, so that the materialized soul power, which should have been transparent, took on a faint gray color.

"Are you crazy?" Yan Jin just wanted to scare him and had no intention of hurting anyone.

She originally planned to take back her soul skill at the end, but Amon raised his hand to meet it, which caught her off guard, so she didn't have time to avoid it, and the two came into contact.

She was surprised to find that the fair palm grabbed her soul skill as if it were grabbing an ordinary stone.

"What? You can actually ignore the high temperature of magma? How did you do it?" Yan Jin's pupils shrank, and she said in disbelief.

Amon didn't answer, with a smile on his face.

In fact, he was not relaxed. Although the materialization of soul power itself did not bring much consumption, the magma was constantly eroding his soul power, so that he needed to continuously output to maintain the protective film from being burned through.

Yan Jin withdrew her soul skill, her eyes gradually becoming deep. She suddenly slid and knelt, hugging Amon's calf, "Teacher, please accept me as a disciple."

Amon's expression froze. Although he intended to teach her a lesson, he didn't intend to go too far. After all, she was just a child. He only intended to tease her a little. The other party's reaction was really beyond his expectations.

"You said let me accept you as a disciple, don't tell me you plan to let me teach you..."

"Yes, yes, that's right, please teach me how to put other people's wealth into my own pocket without leaving a trace," she put her hands together, her expression very serious.

"I am a teacher at the school, not a pickpocket on the street. Do you think I would teach this?"

"I am a student at the school, why can't I learn the teacher's skills?"

"Introduce your situation."

"My name is Yan Jin, I am seven years old this year, a level nine Soul Scholar, my soul skill is magma, and my innate soul power is level eight. I have eight younger brothers under my command, and people on the streets call me 'Little Commander'," she patted her chest proudly, seemingly very satisfied with her nickname.

"Commander" is the term used by labor groups in the city to honor those with high prestige within the group, roughly meaning leader or head. In addition, some criminal gangs also call their leaders "Commander."

Amon thought she was probably the head of a small theft gang.

"Why do this kind of business? There are also work-study programs in the school. With your talent, you should soon be able to cultivate to the realm of Soul Master. At that time, you can receive a subsidy of one gold soul coin from the Soul Hall every month. Although you can't eat big fish and meat, it's completely enough for your usual living expenses," he asked suspiciously.

"Well... this... I think it's not bad the way it is now," Yan Jin's eyes flickered.

"With your talent, has no one wanted to accept you as a disciple?"

"There was an old man from the Soul Hall who asked me, but there are always various helplessness in life. For some reasons, I refused... I have a reason to stay in Frost Leaf City."

"Suit yourself, the road is chosen by yourself, as long as you don't regret it in the future," Amon took out his share from his wallet and threw the rest to her.

"Thank you, teacher," Yan Jin happily accepted it. She originally thought she wouldn't get it back.

"As for accepting you as a disciple, let me verify some things first," Amon pinched his monocle.

After leaving, Amon found Lu Wencong and asked him about Yan Jin.

"Director Lu, Yan Jin's talent should be a hot commodity, right? Has no one thought about cultivating her?"

Lu Wencong shook his head and replied, "Magma soul skill, innate level eight, is indeed a rare genius in ten years. But she once rejected a big figure in the Soul Hall, and seemed to have angered the other party. So after a while, no one mentioned accepting her as a disciple again."

"Originally, the dean had this plan, wanting to wait a year or two, after the people from the Soul Hall forgot about this matter, before asking her again, but that child always associates with street hooligans, and has done many illegal and disorderly things. We turn a blind eye to her behavior, but no one is optimistic about her anymore."

His tone carried a trace of regret.

"Is that so." Amon nodded understandingly, "Can you tell me about the Soul Hall? I'm quite curious about this number one soul master organization on the continent."

"The Soul Hall..." A complex look appeared on Lu Wencong's face, "They can indeed be regarded as the hope of civilian soul masters, and have also made a lot of contributions to the development of soul masters on the continent. But as their power gradually expands, they have gradually become a major destabilizing factor in the empire."

As he said that, he suddenly stopped, realizing that he had misspoke, and some thoughts could not be expressed too blatantly.

Amon seemed not to realize it, and sighed, "His Majesty the Pope must be a very powerful soul master..."

"Of course, the weak are not qualified to lead the Soul Hall."

"Who is the current Pope? I heard my father mention it, but I can't remember clearly. It seems to be His Highness Qian Xunji?"

"That was six years ago. The current Pope is Her Majesty Bibi Dong, His Highness Qian Xunji's disciple."

"Six years ago?"

"That's right, the position of Pope changed six years ago. It is said that many major events happened at that time," Lu Wencong suddenly smiled, "What? Are you interested in that troublemaker Yan Jin? If you want to ask me which person in the Soul Hall she offended, I can only say I don't know."

Amon smiled and shook his head.

Six years... Then Tang San is also about six years old, the plot has just begun, there is still plenty of time, he thought in his heart.

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