In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 10 Argument
In the sky, small floating clouds formed ripple-like white waves in the light blue and clear sky.

At the dawn of dawn, a ray of sunlight penetrated the mist, and the crystal dewdrops sprinkled drop by drop on the grass stems and leaves, glistening like silver under the sunlight.

The moist soil is fragrant, and the crimson path is stained with morning dew, as if with a rosy morning light.

Ryan finally opened his eyes. When he woke up, it was already the next morning.

"Forehead--"

Hammering his sore neck, he slowly straightened up.

"It's best not to have this feeling again in this life."

The pain in his brain was still there, he supported his head, stood up from the sofa, and was just about to stretch.

"Ok?"

He was surprised by the soft foreign body under his feet.

Looking down, he found a soft thin blanket under his feet, leaned over to grab the blanket, and covered it on the sofa at will.

"Why is this thing here? Didn't I faint from the pain last night?"

"By the way—what time is it?"

Digging out the phone from the gap in the sofa cushion, Ryan turned on the screen.

"6:47"

It's too early.

Ryan sighed softly. In his previous life, he was used to laziness. He didn't sleep at night and didn't wake up during the day. Every day when he was sleepy, he would touch the pillow. The quality of sleep was so poor that he felt like he hadn't slept.

After reliving his whole life, he didn't expect that after experiencing the dizzying pain, he would instead enjoy a long-awaited deep sleep.

It's really sad.

And he is full of energy now, but his head is a little itchy
Are you going to grow your brain?

Squinting his eyes, he was just about to put down his cell phone, and was about to go to the canteen of the academic department for a tooth-beating ceremony after washing up.

"drop!"

A notification pops up.

Custom software from the Academic Department of the Alchemy Templar.

"Student: Ryan Winster, please arrive at the third floor of the Administration Building, Room 8 before 30:301."

"Ramon Cappadocia."

Seeing the sender, Ryan's pupils suddenly dilated.

Of course he knew who this Ramon Cappadocia was, and he was the professor who wrote the article last night about the theory of human genetics and phantom beast genetic lineage.

Blood Earl.

In this world, there may not be one person who has the deepest and most knowledgeable understanding of human and non-human blood.

After all, he lived a full 750 years.

"What should come, will come eventually."

Shaking his head, Ryan stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket. He was not surprised. In other words, it might be most appropriate for this big shot to 'interrogate' him.

"After all, in me, there is a phenomenon that is enough to make him crazy——"

Taking a step forward, Ryan walked slowly into the bathroom.

Staring at the familiar face in the mirror, he slowly turned on the faucet and sprinkled the cold liquid on his face.

Ryan needs to pull himself together.

No one knows what he will face next.

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The administrative building of the Academic Department of the Alchemy Temple is a rather solemn and simple building.

The lobby is tall and grand, with elegant flower curtains hanging, carpets on the carefully carved marble floor, and tough columns with ancient Egyptian stone carvings.

The heaviness of history is overwhelming.

This majestic building is said to be an "administrative building", but among its functions, it is more common as an office for the professors who come to teach.

At this moment.

The third floor of the administrative building, room 301.

[Department of Biological Genetic Research] The door of the minister's office was knocked lightly by a hand.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

"Please come in."

The wooden door engraved with violet patterns was only ajar, and a refined and gentle voice came from the office.

Ryan packed up his mood and pushed the door open.

Closing the door, he looked at the man sitting behind the desk.

The windows are covered by heavy black curtains embroidered with strange patterns, so that no sunlight from outside can penetrate.

There are warm lights in the room.

The pale man propped his elbows on the table, and when he saw Ryan coming, a mysterious and elegant smile appeared on his face.

"Lane Winster."

"Son, you are more handsome in person than in the photo."

Earl Ramon stretched out his withered and bloodless hand, motioning for Ryan to sit on a chair in front of the table.

"Professor Ramon, hello."

Ryan bowed, his expression was as calm as usual, and his indigo eyes contained an indescribable aura. The difference brought about by this unique bloodline will arouse the curiosity of others with just one glance.

He walked to the table and sat down slowly.

Professor Ramon was also looking at him. When he saw him sitting down, a kind smile appeared on the pale face of this blood count who had lived for hundreds of years but was still young.

Professor Ramon wore a white coat over his expensive suit.

"clatter!"

Count Ramon snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, elegant classical music sounded in the office.

The count smiled, and he went straight to the point.

"You probably also know that I specifically named you to come to me, why exactly?"

"Because of the changes in me."

Ryan nodded obediently.

"good."

"There are traces of the growth trajectory of the child named Ryan Winster from childhood to adulthood."

Earl Ramon's face gradually became serious, and his frowning brows were as sharp as a blade.

"Including the blood test before you enter the church, everything proves the fact that you are a human being."

Ramon took out a document from under the desk, laid it flat on the table, opened it, and faced Ryan.

Ryan looked at it. These are the materials of his life from childhood to adulthood. The details are beyond description. There are even records of him entering the women's bathroom by mistake when he was a child.

"And this is 21-year-old Ryan Winster, who has entered the Academic Department of the Alchemy Temple for less than two months."

The earl pressed his finger on the table, and suddenly, cold light was cast, the lines intersected, and the lifelike picture was suspended in the air.

In the center of the picture, Ryan savagely tore open the monster's chest. His blue eyes revealed ancient majesty, and his face was ferocious and wild, like a demon god descended from ancient times.

"child--"

Earl Ramon clasped his hands together, put his elbows on the table, covered his lips with his clenched fists, his eyes sparkled, and his tone was dignified, saying every word:
"I know everyone has secrets, and I shouldn't pry into your privacy."

"But can you tell me how you completed the change from a pure-blooded human to [Abyssal blood]?"

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"Actually, Professor, I don't know what the change in me is."

Looking directly at Ramon's sharp eyebrows, Ryan looked very frank. He was calm and composed, and he was not afraid to look at the blood earl.

"My memory tells me that growing up I was just like a normal person, a normal kid."

"Until yesterday, on the Bartlett campus, I felt death."

"At that time, I felt an inhuman blood boiling in my body. It forced me to become a strange monster."

"Until now, the power of [Abyssal Bloodline] you mentioned seems to be still affecting me, and it will even continue to affect me in the future."

Professor Ramon frowned.

Lane's answer didn't satisfy him.

"According to what you said, did you passively accept this power?"

Ryan nodded: "I'm not sure, but what is certain is that it does not shift by my own will."

Earl Ramon saw Ryan's expression in his eyes, and that frank earnestness did not seem to be fake.

He was silent for a moment, and pondered:

"Perhaps, you have had cold blood flowing in your veins since you were born."

"Just like Rebecca Brunshid, a natural [Abyss race]."

"Our pedigree testing is very complete and accurate, and there has not been a single mistake in more than a hundred years."

"But your appearance proves that our blood test is not perfect."

"Maybe, it only found all of you as a human being."

"But I didn't realize your non-human nature—maybe the blood of the abyss is buried too deep, and the hiding method is too superb."

"I think, if you weren't about to die this time, it probably wouldn't have been exposed."

The professor shook his head, looking disappointed.

Lane blinked.

Professor, it's so easy to believe what he said?
If you don't drag him to the research department for a detailed blood test down to every cell, it seems that you are sorry for the name of a mad scientist, right?
The office fell into silence, except that the classical music was still playing, and the two people present looked at each other.

"Professor, I actually have an idea."

Suddenly, Ryan smiled, breaking the awkward situation between the two of them.

"Tell me."

Ramon waved.

"Do you think there is a possibility that everyone is a monster—there is blood of a different species hidden in everyone's body?"

Ryan started talking nonsense.

"This topic was vetoed by us decades ago."

A smile appeared on Ramon's pale face: "But I want to hear what you can say."

"Humans and abyssal races are two sides of one body."

"The abyss race, due to the natural selection of the body, [exposed] the monster side of their genes, and as for their human side, [invisible] deep in the bone marrow."

"Human beings, on the contrary, [explicit] is the human side, [invisible] is the monster side."

Ryan blinked, trying to express his inner thoughts:

"Perhaps, I used to [show] the human side, but after yesterday, what [showed] is the abyss side."

"Ha ha--"

Earl Ramon smiled kindly, and he clapped his hands as a sign of encouragement.

"You have indeed thought about it, and you yourself were caught off guard by the mutation in your body, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have blurted out such a conjecture."

Speaking of Ryan's face-saving evaluation, Earl Ramon seemed to have lost interest in getting to the bottom of this matter, and he smiled gracefully:

"Son, since you are also confused about the mutation in your body, there is no need to proceed with today's [talk]."

The implication is that Ryan doesn't know anything when he asks three questions, and he can't get any helpful information from his mouth.

"I have a blood test for you."

"The time is tomorrow afternoon. As far as I know, you won't start class until three days later, right?"

Earl Ramon snapped his fingers, and the classical music in the office suddenly stopped.

"Yes."

It still came.

This is the highlight, and what I said earlier is just a formality.

Lane nodded.

He never thought that Earl Ramon would believe his one-sided words. The latter, and the Alchemy Temple represented by the latter, would never give up until they presented real data, dismantled everything and wrote a detailed report. the Lord.

"Real blood data is more convincing than anything else. We will compare your current blood with previous blood."

"Among them, including your childhood blood."

"If there are indeed some key points that we have overlooked in these samples, this is enough to prove that you are born with the blood of the abyss."

"But if the current blood sample is completely different from the previous one, as if it was collected from two independent individuals, it proves that there is a miracle that only [God] can accomplish on your body."

Earl Ramon's tone was apologetic.

"Child, it's a pity that if we find out that it's the second conclusion, you may have to come to the [Biological Gene Research Department] often as a guest."

It is to be a guinea pig and do experiments.

Lane didn't ask him where his childhood blood came from, he knew it.

The old professor who has lived for 750 years still believes that the words spoken by the population are half true and false, but the facts brought by technology are solid evidence.

But before he-

He was obviously deceived once by [Blood Test], wasn't he?

(End of this chapter)