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The Primordial Record novel Chapter 355

Chapter 355 Begone..

Andar nearly rolled his eyes in anger, as he had seen the little fox take snapshots of his body with a camera hidden inside her sleeves. He had felt the light of the camera hitting and bouncing back from his skin, sadly his reaction speed was too slow to intercept the beam.

However, what interested him was his body's automatic selection of the energy it chooses to absorb. He was surprised that it automatically sensed the nature of the camera and allowed the light to touch him without collecting it.

If he thought about it for a bit then he would understand that his body had been doing the same thing to various energies reaching him from light to sound, else he was sure he would resemble a black hole that was endlessly sucking energy.

Aware that time was of the essence he nodded at the girl, he needed to dress up quickly and he did not trust his strength. He currently had so much strength that his mortal mind could not control, it was thanks to his experience in controlling his powerful Empyrean body that he was able to function.

She smiled as she walked up to him and began placing his robes over his shoulders, her hands flying over the buttons and smoothing any creases that could be found. She acted a bit nonchalant in her actions, but Andar could feel the slight shaking in her hands through the fabrics, although he was sure she did not know he could tell.

She was careful when placing the clothes on his body, her eyes for details were impressive, but she lingered on the last button, avoiding his eyes she said, "I can tell that you don't recognize me."

That was far from the truth and Andar felt she should know that, but it was the social game that was expected to be played, he groaned internally but he replied with no change in his tone, "I know you, I have seen you every year beside your father during the selection process for Acolytes of the Black Tower."

"Oh, I thought that you were…" She lapsed into silence, "You know what, forget it… there, done. We will need to get you clothes for Mage, your body is beautiful… amazing, I mean it em, strong…"

Andar smirked, her flustered expression was cute, the previous him would have brushed her away lacking any sort of social cues and only focusing on his drive for power, but Andar needed not just power, he also needed influence.

He smiled and he looked at her fully in the eyes and the slight shaking from her body was perfectly transmitted to him, was a few inches taller than her and he had experience with how a powerful presence and beauty could affect the mind of people and he intended to use it to the fullest.

Andar clasped his hands together and bowed, "Thank you for your assistance but my master is waiting. You never introduced yourself and how you reached my room."

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