Silas made a gesture and the Spirit Matrix Orb floated down the platform until it was fifty feet ahead of the prospects. He focused on the hopeful below, "From the lowest rank, this Bead would glow red to signify a grade one talent, then yellow for grade two, green for grade three, Orange for grade four, purple for grade five, white for grade six and black for the highest grade seven."
Silas knew there were other colors apart from these seven for those monstrous individuals, but it was not common to see such an occurrence in tens of thousands of years, so he did not bother trying to declare it. Why should he relay information that had no bearing on anyone here?
"Now, the youngest of you, step forward and…"
Silas went mute in surprise when the Black Bead began to glow red. He paused and looked around in confusion, there was nobody close to the Spirit Matrix Orb and the test had not yet begun, why was it reacting?
He was about to retrieve the Bead before the glow it was letting out increased and it turned yellow.
This time he became curious and he looked to his side to the Alchemist, who was touching his Beard with a growing interest in his eyes.
There was no way the detecting device was damaged. This item was created by an Archmage, a planet would be shattered first before it could be damaged.
"Silas try moving it around, it seems to be detecting an Awakening Spirit Matrix," Jonathan said to Silas as he craned his neck forward to observe the Orb.
"Daniel blanched, the young Acolyte turning to his fellow disciple, "Should that be possible, Senior? Is physical contact not the only way to detect a Spirit Matrix, even if it is currently awakening?"
"Well, that should normally be the case," Silas replied, "But in specific circumstances, it is different."
The Mayor and his daughter were listening intently. This was new information they had never known about the Spirit Matrix Detecting Artifact.
The exuberant Livia Bolfrey eagerly asked, "What cases would lead to such a change, Sir Mage?"
"I don't know if I should dare to hope, but if my guess is correct…" Silas swallowed as he considered his next words, "It would be a Spirit Body," Silas whispered. His words sounded unbelievable even to his ears.
The light in the eyes of Jonathan Melbrooks the Alchemist shone and he said, "Move it through the crowd and the children below, let us see where the reaction is coming from."
Silas eagerly agreed to the task. If he could acquire a Spirit Body in this round of Talent Hunting, then it was possible to bring that talent under his wings and to his Master.
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