Seal
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
"Look at this, how does it look?" Yan Wugui pointed to the mark drawn on his forehead and giggled.
"Yeah, nice," Lu Mingshu mumbled, exasperated.
Yan Wugui's solution was to give both of them a seal, and he swore that it would be so realistic that nobody could find out.
Is he joking? Lu Mingshu had never heard that a barbarian's marking could be replicated. And it was based on birth, so it wasn't hard to check whether it was real or fake.
But Yan Wugui insisted on his idea. "Relax, this is a special kind of ink, and it's full of mystic force! Who could tell if they do not check personally? We are not planning on sneaking into any place with security anyways, and I doubt we would be stopped on the street randomly just to check if we are true humans or not."
"But have you ever thought of a certain issue?"
"What?"
"The barbarians' marks are related to their blood. How do you know if your random drawing matches with their seals?"