Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique-Chapter 901 - 47 Destiny

Chapter 901: Chapter 47 Destiny

Chapter 901 -47 Destiny

“Don’t you have anything to say?”

After waiting for over an hour, Jasmine had already rushed back to the Revosorath Academy Zone base, when Link finally caught up with Lotson who had just snapped out of his recollections.

Upon meeting, Link did not concern himself with anything else and directly asked this question.

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“What is there to say?”

Lotson shrugged indifferently, responding, “Things are already like this, speaking more is futile.”

“It’s better than saying nothing.”

Link took a big step forward and leaned slightly, his demeanor extremely serious.

“What do you want me to say? Sorry? I was wrong?”

Lotson’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, his expression a mix of displeasure and impatience.

Ignoring this, Link just kept staring intently into Lotson’s eyes, silently waiting for a forthright answer.

“What exactly do you want me to say?”

Apparently irritated by Link’s piercing gaze, Lotson raised his tone, “You should understand, even if you are the cheaper brother I’ve had all my life, I owe you nothing!”

“You are losing your composure.”

Upon hearing this, Link’s eyes revealed a trace of mockery, “It seems like your plan didn’t succeed and was perhaps even thwarted.”

“Don’t guess about things you don’t know.”

Lotson rolled his eyes, speaking very impatiently, “I’ll emphasize one last time, I have nothing to say to you. Also, I want to ask, where has my starship gone?”

“The Revosorath Academy Advance Team was thoroughly crippled, and the Four Sects Legions suffered over forty percent casualties, Jasmine rushed back to clean up the mess.”

Concerning this question, Link did not equivocate and shared the situation he knew honestly.

Then, Link continued to press, “Are you sure you have nothing to discuss with me?”

Link’s phrasing changed from “want” at the beginning to “have” now, signaling a different implication.

It also represented a shift in Link’s state of mind.

Lotson noticed this very subtle but significant change.

Just as he was about to pull out another starship of the same model to depart for a certain place, Lotson paused briefly, then stopped his actions and slightly turned his head, facing Link’s determined gaze.

In that gaze, Lotson saw a fire, a fiercely burning fire concealed within Link’s heart, almost out of control.

Clearly, something had made Link Grande, who was usually very skilled at enduring and restraining himself, unwilling to continue doing so.

If today, Lotson truly had nothing he wanted or needed to say, then from this point onward, Link Grande and Lotson Grande would no longer even be able to be cheap brothers.

In theory, as a reincarnated Saint, Lotson had no need to value this discounted brotherly relationship.

However, due to certain unspeakable reasons, Lotson had to maintain a relatively close distance with Link Grande.

To ascend again to the position of Saint, there were many tasks that Lotson needed to accomplish.

Some of these, Lotson could complete on his own.

However, others inevitably required external assistance.

Revo Diomand, Soss Diomand, all members of the Diomand Family, and even the entire Revosorath Academy, lacked the qualifications to provide this external support for Lotson.

Only Link Grande could play a role in some matters.

And the tasks that required Link Grande’s assistance were mostly still unaccomplished.

Therefore, Lotson really couldn’t afford to fall out with Link right now.

“Sigh!”

With a light sigh, Lotson decided to step back and say something.

After briefly composing his somewhat helpless emotions, Lotson asked, “What do you want to know?”

“What you want to say, what you can say, what you have to say, that’s what I want to know.”

Upon hearing this, Link framed a rather vague but directed scope for Lotson.

This was a verbal technique.

It might enable Link to learn more about several matters and secrets.

Lotson was well aware of this.

“Come in and talk.”

Lotson gave Link a somewhat irritated look, pulled out a minimized starship, and restored it to its normal size.

Taking the lead to enter the opened hatch, Lotson granted Link access permission.

As a reincarnated Saint, Lotson was not lacking in wealth.

The highest-grade starships of Celestial Civilization, not to mention buying two, even purchasing dozens or hundreds, he could afford it.

However, the highest-grade goods are always the scarcest, and it wasn’t as if Lotson could buy as many as he wished.

By utilizing his status and position as the reincarnated Saint, after coming to the Parallel Universe, Lotson had spent a great deal of money through his connections with Heavenly Master Xu Jing of the Palace and managed to purchase just three.

With one taken by Jasmine and another now pulled out, only one remained in his possession.

Is that a lot? Not really.

If one more was lost or damaged, it would be hard to replace.

Therefore, unlike before, Lotson did not grant Link piloting permissions.

Link had already waited more than three hours and wasn’t in a rush, so he followed Lotson into the starship.

Both of them entered the cockpit in succession.

Lotson did not rush to communicate with Link but first set the coordinates for the starship, activating the intelligent navigation mode, before he motioned Link to join him in the leisure cabin.

Arriving at the bar, Lotson poured two glasses of strong liquor: “Sit down, let’s have a good talk.”