I Am Not A Goblin Slayer

Perhaps it can delay the body’s aging, but he vaguely felt that this way of existence might have significant problems.

Just like that Mind Shifter witch Gauss encountered in the forest before.

Although she relied on a surgical head transplant to transfer her soul, indirectly achieving a body change within similar bloodlines to prolong her life, when Gauss saw her, her personality and will clearly exhibited signs of distortion.

If the soul was directly replaced, the situation would only be worse.

After some contemplation, Gauss proceeded to test other gray rabbits.

This included using Spiritual Telekinesis to achieve blood reversal, organ displacement, or even directly destroying that little heart inside its body to kill the rabbit.

After the test, the result was feasible.

However, the effect of "Telekinesis" noticeably weakened when entering a living organism.

The rejecting force still resisted his intrusion, intensifying the consumption of Soul Power.

Therefore, in terms of results, the efficiency of attacking the target by directly destroying the biological body’s organization using Spiritual Telekinesis might not be as good as driving external objects to pierce through the target’s body.

After expending the gray rabbits, he began testing other uses of Spiritual Power.

The God Sight he named Divine Thought became clearer.

Sitting in the room, he could sense the movements of everyone in the entire base through the walls, whether indoors or outdoors, nothing escaped detection.

Moreover, throughout the process, it was extremely covert.

Only three people in the entire base vaguely detected something.

They were Luna, Aaliyah, and Ying.

Today is the first day back in the city, and everyone is resting separately.

Luna is discussing the work after merging the two bases with Ivan.

Aaliyah is resting in the room next to Gauss, lying relaxed on the soft bed, casually scratching an itch while reading miscellaneous books.

Ying is checking her gear and bottles.

When Gauss’s Divine Thought enveloped the entire base, they simultaneously raised their heads in confusion and shook their heads before returning to their previous activities, noticing nothing unusual.

After testing the effects, Gauss drew his Spiritual Power back.

He didn’t have voyeuristic tendencies; even though others couldn’t detect it, he couldn’t bother with these minor actions.

He could feel that once the Intelligence Attribute broke into a new stage, these abilities might see further enhancement.

In a respectable academy in the central district of Farlim, one could easily see ten-year-old boys and girls.

This group either came from wealthy or noble families, or they were exceptionally talented, showing outstanding physical talents from a young age. Otherwise, they couldn’t enter this primary warrior preparatory academy directly under Farlim.

At dusk, in a certain dormitory.

Cicero placed the Wooden Sword in her wardrobe, wondering when her brother Gauss would return.

On the academy break last week, she asked her parents to take her to her brother’s adventure group, but unfortunately, he wasn’t back that day.

More than a month without meeting, she missed him somewhat.

As for studying at this academy, she didn’t feel any fatigue.

The knowledge and practice taught by the teacher were very basic, supposedly to avoid affecting their physical development. Some classmates were just a bit annoying.

Fortunately, her character wasn’t one to be bullied. Although she didn’t bully others, if anyone provoked her, she wouldn’t tolerate it.

Initially, small groups ostracized her, but after she knocked them down one by one in practice class with the Swordsmanship taught by her brother and sister Albena, no one dared to provoke her face to face anymore.

At most, they would say a few bad words behind her back, claiming she got into the academy by chance.

After all, in this academy, distinguishing children by family status was simple: children without a surname were ordinary people’s children.

"Una, hasn’t she returned yet?" Cicero glanced at her roommate and hesitated for a moment before deciding to go to the training ground to find her.

Una was her roommate and her newly acquainted friend.

"Cicero, Una was beaten to the point of bleeding."

Just as she stepped out of the dormitory door, another civilian child hurriedly came over.

After hearing, Cicero no longer hesitated, turned back to the wardrobe, picked up her Wooden Sword, and followed her out quickly.

Whether it was her brother, sister Albena, or sister Aaliyah, they all told her that swords are used to protect companions.

When she reached the open space behind the teaching building, she saw her roommate Una being trampled underfoot by a girl wearing a delicately styled training outfit with several others, and she was immediately enraged.

"You stop right there!"

The people who were still humiliating Una turned and saw the academy’s famous wild girl sprinting over with a Wooden Sword.

Before they could say anything, the next moment, that solid Wooden Sword had already slammed onto one of their heads.

"You..."

That strike sent stars spinning in the girl’s eyes, causing her to sway twice before collapsing to the ground.

Cicero had no intention of holding back, running quickly while continuing to swing her sword, swiftly taking down several others.

"You! How dare you fight people! This isn’t combat class!"

"I’m hitting you all!"

Cicero didn’t waste words, knocking out the last one.

The civilian child who reported hadn’t expected her to be so daring, directly resorting to force, until she noticed the appearance of one of those knocked down by Cicero, her face instantly turned pale.

"Cicero, someone seems to have seen what’s happening here."

"We should run now."

"Getting caught will be a big problem; that girl seems to be from the Xavier family."

She hadn’t noticed initially, only saw Una being blocked by several children behind the teaching building, and went to ask Cicero, who had a close relationship with Una, for help. But not until now she discovered the leader among them was a notorious child from the Xavier family in the academy.

"You go back, I’ll take Una to the school infirmary." Cicero seemed not to have heard that surname, stubbornly shook her head, and helped her friend towards the infirmary.

"You, you!" Seeing the stubborn Cicero, the girl from a civilian family had a blank mind.

But after gritting her teeth, she quickly followed.

In this academy, there were many children from families with power and influence, and the Xavier family was different.