The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 62

Anne drew a weight inscription as Adrian carefully observed each of his movements.

She paid attention to all the most minor details.

When Anne was drawing, Adrian’s expressions also changed a few times.

She could be showing a faint smile, nodding, or even expressing a look of doubt.

Nonetheless, after Anne was done with his inscription, a hint of firmness showed in Adrian’s eyes.

Since Adrian mentioned that she would guide Joe, Anne did not hold back and asked her about his problems while drawing.

Initially, Anne thought Adrian would just give him surface commentaries such as he was skillful, great, and had potential.

Unexpectedly, Adrian did not do that.

Just like a teacher, Adrian pointed out each mistake and irregularities Anne made during his inscription process.

Moreover, she did not miss out on even the slightest part

Anne was stunned when he heard her.

After all, he truly did not expect Adrian to have been so meticulous.

He knew that such a chance was rare, so Anne pricked up his ears, remembering Adrian’s guidance.

Then, he took the initiative to request another attempt.

Adrian did not reject Anne’s request.

Instead, she directly accepted it with a look of approval on her face.

At that moment, Anne felt like a pupil to Adrian.

Despite feeling slightly awkward, Anne admitted he truly benefited a lot under Adrian’s guidance.

His understanding of inscription skills was far more profound than before.

This feeling was just like a martial art journey.

An expert’s commentary would have been better than three years of hard training alone.

Anne felt as if he was somewhat enlightened.

Soon, Anne once again drew a weight inscription, but this time he corrected all the mistakes he made before.

Adrian smiled in satisfaction.

Under the guidance and teaching session, the two seemed to get closer unknowingly.

After both of them took their seats, Adrian said, “Violet, your comprehension skills are outstanding.

If you’re interested in furthering your inscription skills, you’re likely to make some achievements in the future.”

Violet could tell that Adrian tried to recruit him, but he shook his head and rejected her.

On the other hand, he knew very well that his inscription skills were directly inherited from memory.

In other words, he could only paint the inherited patterns, and it would be more difficult for him if they were different patterns.

That was not Anne’s ambition.

Naturally, Anne would not be able to tell Adrian the Tower of Life’s secret.

Hence, he just told her that his ambition was something else.

Nevertheless, Adrian did not insist either.

Instead, she nodded and replied, “That’s not surprising.

Physique and magical power can be sanctified, but no inscription.

Before the two, inscriptions are just a minor art.”

When Anne heard that, he was stunned.

Just as he wanted to ask what sanctification meant, Anne saw Adrian smiling warmly at him.

“However, it’d be a pity if you don’t make use of your inscription talent.

How about this? I’ll be staying in Evergreen Town for about two more months.

During this period, you can come over and inscribe.

If there’s any problem with your inscription, I can guide you.”

Of course, Anne would not reject such an opportunity.

The Tower of Life’s memory inheritance on the inscriptions was not only on the shape-shifting inscription, weight inscription, and lightning inscription.

There were more profound inscriptions left for him to learn, and Anne would need to go to Adrian for advice.

Furthermore, Adrian was a beautiful lady that left a good impression.

As Anne sought advice, he could also appreciate the eye candy.

So, why not?

As Anne still had other matters, he spoke a few more things with Adrian before he stood up and bade goodbye.

When he went, Anne took five weight inscriptions with him, but under Adrian’s guidance, he drew another three.

Chris purchased all eight pieces of the inscriptions at the price of 600 fedulings each.

So, Anne suddenly came out with a heavy bag of money, coming to a total of 4,800 fedulings.

Adding the previous 2600 fedulings, Anne had about 7400 fedulings in total, and it could be regarded as a considerable wealth.

Later, Anne took the fedulings, said goodbye to Adrian.

He then left the Oceans Chamber of Commerce.

After Anne left, Adrian looked at the eight inscription pieces in front of her in a daze.

If one took a closer look at the weight of inscriptions, one would have surely noticed the subtle differences.

The first five pieces were almost similar, but the final three pieces… Each one was more detailed than the previous one.

Adrian stared at the inscriptions, and she could not help but praise, “He has sufficient practice but lacks the understanding of the inscription skills‘ systemic theory.

If he receives great teaching, he’d be successful.

With such talent in inscriptions, it’s no wonder that he’s chosen.”

Soon, Adrian was deep in thought as she mumbled, “A long beard, crooked nose, a crippled leg, and a master of inscription… The only person that fits the description was the disabled master that Master Nana often mentioned.

However, Master Nana also said that the lame master has been missing for thirty years.

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Nevertheless, if that’s the case, why didn’t the lame master accept Violet as his disciple? Was there any trouble? Or could there be some ulterior reasons for it? If that was the case, I don’t think it’s the right time to tell Violet my identity so as not to destroy the original intention of the crippled master.”

“Since the disabled master taught Violet the inscription technique.

Violet’s naturally his disciple despite there being no official apprenticeship.

From this perspective, Violet should regard me as his senior.”

At the thought of this, a faint smile appeared on Adrian’s smile.

It was as if she could already imagine Anne’s shocked face when he found out the truth.

Adrian’s expression quickly changed to the stern expression she had when she was guiding Bokir.

“Violet, it seems that you’ve been through a lot in the past few years.

Since I’ve found you, then let me temporarily assume the role of your teacher and guide you.”

At that moment, Anne entered a secluded alley.

He took out a shape-shifting inscription when he suddenly sneezed.

“Who’s cursing me? Rose? Yoel? Ashton?” Anne blinked.

Meeting Adrian at the Oceans Chamber of Commerce was a coincidence.

In truth, he had something more important to attend to.

He pressed the shape-shifting inscription on his face and set an intention.

Soon, he felt his muscless quirming.

It fet as if someone gently kneaded his cheeks.

Adrian