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*vroom!*
As soon as the male alchemist disciple placed his hand on the black orb, it began to glow in a brighter light than what anyone before him had achieved.
This time a third of the black orb was glowing leaving the other parts dark.
"Your talent meets the minimum requirements, but that is only average," the man finally gave a review.
The male alchemist whose name was Devan smiled as he removed his hand from the orb, "Thank you, Senior."
He returned to the group feeling a little happy as though the man had complimented his talent.
'So if a third of the black orb lights up it only reveals that one has an average talent.' Arthur noted this fact in his mind.
Although he knew of the existence of such a treasure in his memories, he was not clear on the details of how it functions.
Thinking of his lost memories, Arthur wondered.
