This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Thor told everyone that he had evidence that could prove Creon's experiment was wrong.

The first reaction of the crowd was to refute.

"Impossible, you're lying."

Thor did not answer, but continued speaking to himself:

"In fact, you certainly can't measure black mole energy in the air, because there's never been such a thing."

"Indeed, the casting of black magic also requires a medium."

"That medium is your own soul."

"Each time you perform a ritual, it is essentially a resonance of your own soul, and this resonance generates a kind of energy."

"This energy is the medium for casting spells, not the 'Black Moor' that you believe it to be."

At this point, dissenting voices arose.

"Then how can you prove you're right?"

Thor said:

"It's very simple. Have you ever heard of something called the Terral Cage?"

Everyone was taken aback.

The Terra Cage is a tool used to seal the souls of the weak.

It can bind the souls of non-supernatural beings to its interior.

"No, the Tral Cage cannot imprison the soul of a dark mage; the dark mage must be an extraordinary being," one person questioned.

Thor, unhurriedly, began to explain:

"Indeed, the Tral Cage cannot imprison the souls of extraordinary beings."

"But it is precisely because it cannot imprison the souls of extraordinary beings that the Terral Cage trembles when the souls of extraordinary beings fluctuate."

"You can try it; when a dark mage casts a spell next to the Tral cage, the cage will tremble."

"Similarly, when you use dark magic on others, those people near the cage will cause the cage to tremble."

"This proves that the casting of black magic is related to the soul."

Everyone was greatly shocked.

Indeed, the Tral Cage cannot imprison the souls of extraordinary individuals; in fact, it may even produce a repulsive effect.

But it is precisely because of this repulsive effect that it becomes possible for the Tral Cage to detect fluctuations in the soul.

Actions speak louder than words.

The cunning Professor Isaac immediately brought out a Tral cage and took the lead in demonstrating this to everyone.

He placed the Tral cage on the table, brought his right hand close to the cage, and used black magic to cast a very simple illumination spell in his hand.

As a gray light appeared in his palm, the illumination spell was successfully cast, and the Terral Cage indeed began to tremble slightly.

However, the trembling was not very strong.

As Professor Isaac further increased the brightness of the light, the intensity of the illumination spell became even higher, and the cage trembled even more violently.

As the dark magic was unleashed, the Tral Cage, which reacts to the soul, began to tremble.

Everything Thor said was proven true.

Convincing everyone is not that simple.

"Even so, what evidence do you have to prove that there was something wrong with the original experiment?"

There are still people arguing.

Thor smiled.

"Of course."

He took out a tiny black crystal from his hand.

Judging from the appearance of the crystal, this should be a memory crystal.

A memory crystal is a crystal that holds a specific scene and can play back the recorded clips.

It's similar to the effect of a videotape.

This is something mixed in with the books he acquired yesterday.

As Thor manipulated the crystal, a display of light and shadow appeared above it.

In the light and shadow, there is a dilapidated thatched hut.

There were two men in the house.

Soon, someone recognized the two people.

"This is Mr. Creon and Dr. Chris!"

Dr. Chris was the famous scholar who collaborated with Creon on the experiments at that time.

The two people sat down facing each other at a small round table.

The older of them, Creon, spoke first:

"Chris, close the door."

Chris got up to check and confirmed that the door was locked.

"The door's closed. Now it's just you and me in this room," Chris replied.

"Chris, do you think this will really fool people?"

"certainly."

"I still think this isn't a good idea."

"It's okay. Didn't I tell you? One day, people will realize this mistake."

"Besides, this video will eventually circulate."

Creon lowered his head, his face grim.

"Indeed," he continued, "Perhaps the invention of black magic was indeed a beautiful mistake."

"John did something like that, so it's hard to guarantee that our descendants won't follow the same path as him."

Creon was a contemporary of John Farrell.

The video was clearly taken after John Farrell's massacre of millions.

Both Creon and Chris were still shaken by what happened.

The video recording has ended.

Everyone present gasped in shock.

If the content in the video is true.

This means that the revered sage of black magic, Creon, deliberately spread rumors to delay the research process of black magic in order to prevent a repeat of what happened to John.

Such a fact is too shocking for most people to accept.

Even Isaac found it unbelievable.

"This can't be real... My boss's boss's idol is actually..."

Thor glanced at Isaac because of his nonsensical words.

This person is hopeless; he'll never be able to escape the word "leader" for the rest of his life.

In comparison, the others weren't much better off.

The old man, who had initially been furious with Thor, slammed his fist on the table, refusing to tolerate Thor's fabricated stories that tarnished the reputation of the ancient sages of dark magic, and roared:

"Do you think you can fool us with a fabricated video like this?"

The others realized what was happening and chimed in.

"Yes, it's quite possible to forge such a record."

"How could you possibly have a crystal that records data from hundreds of years ago?"

No one believed that a young man could produce a crystal recording from ancient sages hundreds of years ago, especially such an important one.

Thor observed their reaction.

He wasn't impatient; he simply said quietly:

"Go to the penultimate page of Creon's last notebook, the first word of the first line, the second word of the second line, all the way to the seventeenth word of the seventeenth line, and connect these words."

Isaac quickly ran out and grabbed a copy of Creon's Journal.

He used a pencil to draw a straight line on the second-to-last page of the notebook, connecting the words.

Isaac stared at the notebook, his eyes wide with disbelief.

People gathered around and looked at the notebook.

The sentence that forms a line is as follows.

"I'm so sorry. I have to do this to prevent what happened to John from happening again and to prevent humans from hurting each other."

The notes of the sages can never be forged.

The facts speak for themselves.

Creon made this choice to prevent dark magic from becoming a Pandora's box that would destroy humanity.

The old man who had just been questioning Thor looked at Thor with fear in his eyes.

"Who...who exactly are you?"

Everyone now knows that Thor's identity is extraordinary.

Thor simply smiled faintly.

"I am merely John's apprentice, nothing more."

Everyone present fell silent.

The scene was completely silent, with only the sound of some people breathing rapidly.

According to legend, John Farrell died in the war without leaving any apprentices.

However, what Thor presented convinced them that this was the secret disciple of the Sage John.

"I've said everything I needed to say, may I leave now?"

No one answered Thor.

Thor left the house on his own and slammed the door shut.