Mo Gan still remembered that when he was a child, he heard something that now seemed shocking and unreasonable.
Judging from the current situation, this situation with a different flavor largely made the young man bored and only wanted to study, so he missed the best opportunity to understand spiritual magic.
"The so-called offensive nature of psychic magic is to find the flaws in a person's heart and use the power of magic to amplify the weaknesses infinitely. It sounds powerful, but in fact this thing is quite weak. As long as you have a stronger will, you can deal with it.
Play the same."
The terminology used by Cecilia, the Hurricane Dragon, when commenting on spiritual magic cannot be said to be indifferent, it can only be said to be regarded as nothing and completely dismissive.
"It can't be said completely." Lindsero disagreed with his wife at first, but it wasn't entirely contrary. "At least they can indeed deal with some newcomers. Maybe they focus more on group attacks?"
Psychic magicians can also clear out miscellaneous soldiers on the battlefield. This is the basic consensus given by the Grande couple.
These two were particularly good at fighting. Not only did they become an excellent partner and a well-matched couple, they were also two fighting machines in the Kingdom of Cole.
The words spoken by such a strong man should be of great reference value. At least Mogan, who has half the blood of both parties and knows he will inherit part of his strength, is qualified to think so.
But after personal experience, Mo Gan finally discovered that he had been deceived by a pair of confident parents who had great magical powers and outstanding fighting power, and did not know how to push others over themselves.
If you want to be immune to psychic magic, you must either be extremely inflated and too shameless, or your life may be too perfect and smooth sailing, and you cannot find any negative flaws at all.
Needless to say about the former, Mo Gan, who has made great achievements in embarrassing others since he was a child, is not shameless at all.
As for the latter, although it was not a matter of this life, Mo Gan, who was quite self-aware, also knew how much shadow occupied his heart at that time.
Morgan Grande never speaks harshly.
Both of his parents have some of these qualities, but the relationship between the two is more or less.
Because of this, the huge impact of spiritual magic on him was accompanied by a huge gap, which made Mogan extremely cautious, fearing that a small mistake would ruin his reputation.
"I'm sorry, this magic is really hard to calm down. It's hard for me to make the most correct choice, and I can't give precise enough hints."
Kalman took a few deep breaths and couldn't help but touch his chin, his throat and chest, as if to confirm that he was still breathing.
"During that time, I didn't know what I was doing. Later I pieced together some fragments of my memory, but I didn't know what was keeping me awake."
"Understandable." Mogan commented simply, and then moved to another topic, "So what did you see before you were knocked down by magic?"
He certainly didn't give up on his original purpose.
After introducing the situation, we started to talk about the main topic.
Of course, Kalman Fleming also knew the priority of the matter and nodded after hearing this.
"I smelled the same smell as before, so I went to the warehouse in Abols Town to check the situation, and then I met that person. On the way back, I observed that all the passers-by were cast under the same spell, maybe just like me.
In a state of being unable to control oneself.”
This can also explain why when I walked to the door with the two villains, there was no other person walking on the street nearby.
——They were all controlled in place.
Morgan knew that Boss Fleming would not be a person who wanted to sell his official position for nothing. "Just 'that person'?"
Boss Fleming gave a bitter smile and looked at his empty hands. "After cutting off a sample, my whole body was immediately controlled. I only have a clear will and cannot control my body."
Kalman was also able to quickly understand that the person who broke into his house must have learned about his movements and woke him up as soon as possible. This seemed to be to get clues.
"Clear will? So you still got the information." Mo Gan narrowed his eyes.
"I tried my best, and finally when I turned around, I could barely see his reflection in the water on the roadside - my eyesight was pretty good."
Kalman pointed to his own eyes, "He has half-long black curly hair. I feel that rather than deliberately waiting here to catch me, the mage seemed to want to wait for another person, but failed."
These situations were detailed enough from Kalman's perspective. After writing down these characteristics, Morgan also mentioned to Boss Fleming the possible whereabouts of his daughter and the current chaotic situation in the outside world.
"Actually, although I returned home during the control process and had basic hearing ability before falling asleep, I could also see other people's reactions." Kalman sighed, "She has never seen me like this."
Indeed, Boss Fleming is a well-known person in Pandora. He treats others with kindness and justice, and he is presumably the pillar of support in his daughter's eyes.
And such a person suddenly loses consciousness, returns home like a zombie, and falls asleep, which will naturally cause a shadow of fear to a young girl.
Mo Gan looked at him deeply, "You don't seem to be afraid of that 'dangerous breath'?"
"I'm afraid there is no danger. If there is really any aggression, I'm afraid you and I are not the only ones here." Kalman smiled bitterly, "If there is anything to worry about, I'm just afraid..."
A moment later, in another corner of Abols Town, a girl hurriedly walked down the street, covering almost her entire face with a hood with a bow, exposing her furry neck.
In this season and in this geographical location, almost no one would wear a scarf, but everyone was in a state of nervousness, so few people would notice the unusual attire of such a hurried little girl.
Except for some well-wishers.
"Little guy, I don't think I've seen you before. Which family are you from? Where are your family members?"
When she heard the question, the little girl panicked and lowered her hat even more, but was mistakenly thought that she was just afraid of strangers and didn't want to be approached.
But protecting the old and the young was their entire purpose now, so the enthusiastic eldest sister stepped forward and gently patted the little girl on the shoulder.
"Are you lost? I can take you to find your parents."
"Don't come over!"
A high-pitched child's voice sounded, and some people in the crowd were stunned when they heard the words, and then looked around, a little at a loss - these were the people who could recognize the little girl's voice, while most of the others didn't know the name of the owner of the voice.
No one knows the name.
As the little girl continued to struggle, the hood fell off, and the people around her suddenly fell into silence.
Then there was silence.
The young half-orc girl was sensitive to the strange emotions of the people around her, and her newly developed hearing ability even picked up some noise in the discussion.
Recalling the sentence "Which family are you a child from?", big tears filled my eyes, and almost fell down as I retained only the last bit of stubbornness.
Kalman finally sighed, walked upright to the center of the crowd, hugged his daughter's shoulders directly, and took off his magic disguise.
"She is my daughter—my biological daughter. I am Kalman Fleming."