Going Out for Practical Training

When those words were spoken, everyone in the underground room stared at the captive mage, as if they couldn’t believe what they had just heard.

"...could it be an act?"

Benjamin could not help but stretch out his arms and shake the captive by the shoulders, making sure he was completely awake.

But, no matter how hard he shook, the captive still looked vacant and could not even recognize Benjamin and the old man.

"Who are you? Where is this? Wait... Who am I?"

Benjamin covered his mouth with his palm, he was speechless.

Alright, so the potion did not kill him, but his entire memory had been wiped clean. If this mage had lost his memories and could not even remember the spells from before, then how was he different from a commoner?

What a headache...