"Yes, show me the next one," Ken instructed.
"Sure," Myra led him to another unoccupied formation.
"Young Master, I will leave for a while. Do you need me to arrange anything for you before I go?" Myra asked after bringing him to another formation he can work on.
"No, you may go." Ken understood that she was intending to leave to inform the mayor of his claim and bring a formation master to his previous point to inspect his work. Not only he didn't mind, but her cautiousness played into his hands.
By bringing people to check, they'd be aware of his talent, and they'd report his help on that front as well. If she ignored his actions assuming he neither broke nor fixed anything and moved on, they might have missed his achievements.
With a small smile adorning his lips, he worked on the damaged formation to repair it.
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"So, how is it? Did his work improve the situation, worsened it, or didn't change it?"
The leading formation master scrutinized Ken's handiwork while the mayor asked him questions. The rest of Ken's group was sent to rest in separate rooms in the manor.
"I was at first annoyed that you let him touch the formations and then force me to check after him, but his job is unbelievably good. He managed to understand how the formation was supposed to be before it was damaged and repair the lines while erasing some damaged runes that created an imbalance."
The only fifth-rank formation master in town, Douglas, reported his findings.
"That's good, can you guess his rank as a formation master from his work?" The mayor asked curiously. It seemed like this young master was not a simple one, and he was a genius in every aspect.
"I can only guarantee that he is at least a fourth-rank formation master. If he was an adult, I'd guess he was at the fifth rank since he was able to trace the problems and mend them without missing the big picture and ruining the formation."
ραndαsnοvεl.cοm "Why not sixth rank? Aren't these formations sixth-rank formations?"
"They are, but he was not able to completely repair them or alter anything, which denies the possibility he is a sixth-rank formation master in my eyes. As for the fourth rank, it'd be very difficult to pull it off with their limited knowledge about runes and Formation Mastery, but…"
"But what?" The mayor urged him to explain his conjectures.
"But I think it's more likely that the boy is a genius fourth-rank formation master with great comprehension abilities. After all, he simply did not have enough time to learn and review the knowledge required for becoming a fifth-rank formation master. I'm 128 years old now and still at the fifth rank, if he was at my rank at his age, wouldn't it turn me into a dog?"
"Haha, Master Douglas, you're exaggerating. Sometimes we just can't compare ourselves with others or we will only hurt ourselves and destroy our own confidence. When that happens, we will lock our future from advancing with our very own hands, don't fall into the pit of jealousy."
"You're right, I've let my feelings cloud my judgment. But I still think he is at the fourth rank. To be at the fifth rank in his age, he'd need monstrous comprehending abilities, and with those abilities, he can also replicate his achievement here as a fourth-rank master. Do you see what I'm saying?"
"I see, it's like a cycle. But since we know he has trained his combat prowess a lot based on his feats on the battlefield, it's safe to say he did not invest enough time in Formation Mastery. Anyway, I will let him work on the formations freely, maybe we can even stop the third wave here," the mayor said with a smile when he felt new hope for his city.
Not only he was a kind person who cared about the citizens of his city, but his own source of income, respect, and authority would be harmed with every damage the city took.
"If you excuse me, Mayor, I will go to work on the other walls," Douglas said and turned around to leave.
"Of course, I also need to welcome two more teams from the Phoenix Feather Sect. It'd be great if they were as cooperative and helpful as the first team," he sighed as he knew the usual attitude of the disciples from the inner sect.
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"Hmm, so you are the mayor here?"
Three groups of disciples wearing blue robes with the symbol of a phoenix feather on their shoulders sat around the long table. Two of them included 5 disciples while the third one had only four.
"I am, thank you for helping us fend off the beast tide. Your help will save countless lives," the mayor said politely.
"It's fine, we just wanted to ride the flying beasts and see how it feels. But why are we sitting here while the seat to your right is empty, and these four commoners sit closer than us to the head?"
One of the men in the first group asked. His robes had the embroidery of a longma on them, marking him as a member of the Glacier clan. Although his clan was regressing in the past centuries, he was one of those trained by the older generations under harsh conditions.
In his eyes, his family's decline was temporary, and the day when they stand as equal to the top clans like the Han clan and the Sue clan again would arrive in the next few centuries.
"Brother Dustin, it seems like this group has been here first, hence getting better treatment than us. Maybe it's first come first served in the Soft Feather City?"
A woman with yellow eyes said sarcastically. She was the leader of the second group, and on her robes was the embroidery of a snake, the symbol of the Aspis clan. The Aspis clan was not part of the big elite clans, but with the Glacier clan's weakening, their status became equal.
"That's not the case, Young Mistress. They are our benefactors who have helped us in the second wave and prevented great casualties, and the seat to my right is reserved for their team leader," Steven explained. He was stronger than these brats yet had to be respectful because of their origins. It irked him to no end.
"And where is their team leader? Did he get injured by some animals?" Elodie Aspis said with despise.
"He is also a formation master, so he helps to repair the damaged formations on the wall."
"Since he is busy, I'm sure he won't mind if I take his seat. Hey, you four, go to the end of the table," she looked at Henry and the others and commanded in an overbearing tone.
Jake and Max looked at Miles in anxiety, waiting to see his reaction as their spokesman, while Miles looked at Henry hesitantly. However, Henry only smiled and shook his head, signing them to let the scene unfold. He already understood the mayor's somewhat sadistic intentions.
"You are not getting up?" She said and flared her Qi to reveal her stage as a peak fifth-stage cultivator. She already pulled the chair to sit on it.
"Young Mistress, they are just the bodyguards of the leader," the mayor said as if he was asking for her mercy.
Elodie's body froze in a squatting position, her butt almost touching the chair.
"Bodyguards? Who is your leader?" She asked the group with clenched teeth.
"Young Master Sue," Miles answered plainly, making her regret throwing the weight of her family around.
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