Global Beast Mastery: Only I Can See the Hints

Faced with the excited Luma, Charles simply nodded slightly, signaling that there was no need to pay much attention.

If this had happened when he had just become a Beast Master, a purple quality weapon would surely have excited him. However, with his increasing experience, even an ordinary orange quality weapon no longer stirred much emotion within him.

After all, he possessed a golden quality item the Substitute Mask for the Ten Person Council which had greatly broadened his perspective.

Then, Luma, her face full of excitement, lovingly held the Meteoric Iron Longsword in her arms and slowly stepped aside.

All eyes in the room turned to Finn and Zachary, eager to see what quality of weapons Charles had chosen for them.

Under Grace's watchful gaze, Zachary, holding the dark red Supreme Spear, walked up to Avery.

Avery took a careful look at it, unable to resist asking:

"Is this Bloodthirsty Gun also chosen by Charles for you?"

Zachary nodded, a look of anticipation on his face as he asked Avery, "What do you think? This Supreme Spear should suit me perfectly, right?"

Avery nodded and said aloud, "The Bloodthirsty Gun purple quality. It can drain vitality from the blood of your enemies and replenish the user's own life force."

Hearing this, Zachary instinctively glanced back at Charles, only to find that Charles' expression remained calm, as though he had known about the Bloodthirsty Gun's unique ability all along.

"There's no weapon more suited to me than the Bloodthirsty Gun!" Zachary took a deep breath, his feelings at that moment incredibly complex.

He had initially thought that after using special combat techniques during the inter academy competition, which consumed his life force and could not be quickly restored, he would have to recuperate slowly.

But now, with the Bloodthirsty Gun, as long as he used it wisely, he could complement his special combat techniques!

This way, Zachary's strength would be greatly enhanced.

It was all because Charles had chosen the right weapons and equipment for him.

"Thank you," Zachary turned and said seriously to Charles.

Charles waved his hand nonchalantly. Not to mention that Zachary and he had always had a good relationship, but in Charles' eyes, the Bloodthirsty Gun was just a purple quality Supreme Spear nothing special.

However, Grace and Frank couldn't accept what was happening before them.

Frank took a deep breath, silently glanced at Grace, and gritted his teeth as he said, "Didn't you say that Charles only picks trash? Now, both Zachary and Luma's weapons are purple quality!"

Grace shook her head in irritation. Whether it was Luma's Meteoric Iron Longsword or Zachary's Bloodthirsty Gun, she thought there was nothing special about either of them. Just by looking at them, they seemed like two pieces of junk equipment!

Besides, when Charles was in the royal treasury, he didn't even touch the Meteoric Iron Longsword or the Bloodthirsty Gun he just glanced at them briefly!

"How should I know? Maybe Charles just got lucky. When he was inside, he didn't really do any appraisals, and he didn't even touch those weapons!" Grace said slowly. Stay connected with My Virtual Library Empire

Hearing this, Frank slowly lifted his head, looked at Grace, and said slowly:

"It seems you're not planning to team up with me against Charles anymore. How could you say something like that? You think just by not touching the weapons, you can appraise them?"

"Do I look like an idiot to you?"

Frank sneered. He had now come to the conclusion that Grace didn't have the guts to go against Charles, and in fact, she looked down on him. She was just trying to make up any excuse to brush him off.

In his eyes, the fact that Charles was able to pick two purple quality weapons meant that Charles' appraisal ability was extremely impressive!

He had underestimated Charles.

Frank thought to himself: "But even if Charles has great appraisal skills, there's no way he has enough time! The weapons in his and Luna's hands must not be orange quality!"

However, Grace, who had witnessed how Charles selected the weapons for others, now stood stiffly, her body frozen.

"I'm telling the truth, believe it or not!" Grace's voice grew louder, and an uneasy feeling began to rise in her chest.

Could it be that the two weapons Charles picked in the end were really orange quality?

An eighteen year old commoner could he really distinguish the quality of a weapon just by looking at its appearance?

Is that even possible?

"No, no way. It must be that he got especially lucky today! It has to be!" Grace said, shaking her head as she spoke. She couldn't accept the situation.

After all, at the beginning, she had mocked Charles for being incapable!

Soon, Avery's voice shattered Grace's self deception once again.

"Finn, this weapon of yours is also purple quality." Avery's expression had already stiffened. When he saw Charles walk out, he had already anticipated this outcome.

Whether it was the Gale Bird Feather Shoes, the Thunder Breaker Spear, or the weapons in Finn, Zachary, and Luma's hands, they were already among the few high quality weapons left in the royal treasury.

Avery silently turned his head and saw that Frank still had a hint of unwillingness on his face, still believing that the things Charles had weren't anything special.

Without hesitation, Avery raised his hand and called out to Charles, saying loudly:

"Alright, we've seen these two items. With your abilities, you must know their quality and effects by now."

Charles nodded slightly, his expression calm. For him, this was as simple as eating or drinking. As long as the items weren't too mysterious, causing incomplete information to be displayed, there was no issue.

At that moment, Frank trembled as he stepped closer, his gaze fixed on Charles. Then, he turned his attention to his father, Avery, and gritted his teeth as he asked:

"What's the quality of those two weapons?"

Avery sighed and replied slowly:

"You should've already guessed it. They're the last two orange quality weapons in the treasury."

Upon hearing this answer, Frank felt as though he had been struck by a bolt of lightning. His head spun, and he felt dizzy.

Orange quality weapons!

Orange quality!

There were so few of them in all of Genosha, and yet Charles managed to find two?

No, make that three! There was also the Overlord Heavy Armor from before!

Unable to accept this, Frank suddenly turned his head, his eyes fixed entirely on Charles. His lips trembled, and his tone became sharp as he demanded:

"How… how did you do it? Did you already know all the high quality equipment beforehand?"

Charles ignored Frank entirely, uninterested in engaging with someone like him.

Seeing Charles turn to walk away, Frank completely lost control. He chased after him, intending to stop Charles and demand an explanation.

Could anyone really achieve something like this?

Impossible! Maybe Charles had cheated!

As he moved quickly, Frank shouted at Charles' back:

"Don't walk away! You need to explain yourself how did you do it?"

"If you don't answer, it means you're guilty!"

"You must have used some despicable method to already know the quality of these weapons, right?"

"Charles!"

When Charles still didn't respond, Frank's frustration reached a boiling point, and he was about to take action.

But then, a tremendous force struck him from behind his legs. The intense pain threw him off balance, and he fell to his knees.

Frank looked back to see his father, Avery, slowly retracting his right leg.

"No, I understand now! This isn't real he's just a commoner! He…" Frank's words trailed off because Avery wasn't holding back this time. He slapped Frank again.

Frank's face, which already resembled a pig's head, swelled even more.

"Useless! I'm so disappointed in you! You have no ability and can't accept reality. Go to the front lines and train!" Avery snapped harshly.

Even though Avery had earlier apologized to Charles on Frank's behalf, his unease with Charles' calm attitude lingered in his heart. But he had no choice but to admit Charles was truly a once in a lifetime genius.

Whether it was talent, mindset, ability, or charm, Charles could easily crush everyone in any one of those aspects.

Especially his son, Frank compared to Charles, he was practically a useless waste!

"No, I won't accept it! Father, Charles must have cheated! He cheated!" Frank spat blood from the corner of his mouth, pointing a trembling finger at Charles' slowly retreating figure, his voice filled with frustration and unwillingness.

Avery lowered his gaze to his son on the ground and let out a heavy sigh.

Grace, who had been watching from the side, knew that such a scene was not something an outsider like her should continue to witness, and she tried to quietly slip away.

But just then, Avery spoke to her:

"According to the rules, I should inform you about the Dragon Scale Silver Spear you're holding. You need to prepare yourself mentally."

"This weapon, although it is of purple quality, has a defect. The mystical beast bound to its user must have dragon blood to form a contract."

Clink. The sound of the weapon hitting the ground echoed.

Grace stood there, stunned, her mouth opening and closing as she asked, "Dragon bloodline?"

"Yes, that's right. The Dragon Scale Silver Spear has very high requirements for its user, and even if those requirements are met, its performance still won't match that of an ordinary purple quality weapon."

"One could say this is a failed purple quality weapon," Avery said with a hint of regret in his voice.