"Maybe."

Annie spread her hands and said: "After all, the academy hardly teaches space magic. The only ideas I have are what the magician told me back then."

"What did he say?" Colin asked curiously.

"He said that there is no real space magic in this world. Not even one!"

Anne recalled, while organizing more precise language, and finally said with confirmation: "That's what he said."

"No way."

Colin was in disbelief: "I remember that Teacher Thomas also listed several space-based magic patterns, although they were indeed so complex that even he himself was unable to engrave them.

"Moreover, Sir Laxri had already roughly completed the theoretical basis of space magic in "23 Conjectures About the Alpha Surface Domain" 1,500 years ago."

"Who knows."

Annie spread her hands: "I wasn't too worried when I heard it. After all, the magician is only a beginner, and may only be a little better than Prince."

Anne looked at Colin who was like a statue and was about to say something else when she suddenly heard a noisy sound in the distance.

Colin suddenly shouted and laughed: "Annie, what is the last of the six applicable conditions of Euborn's constant?"

He subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but Annie stopped him sternly: "Don't move, you will scare it away."

"Yes, there is a colorful magpie sitting on your hat. It's so beautiful."

When Colin was about to answer, he suddenly heard Annie shouting: "Don't move!"

"ah!"

Time seems to stand still.

This time, I was shocked.

"I suddenly thought of a question."

Colin, who was lying on the ground, suddenly dropped the stone in his hand, making a crisp sound.

Anne poked his arm with her hand, wanting to remind him to welcome the dean and others together.

"People say that when a magpie comes to your door, something happy will happen. Maybe you will have something happy soon." Anne looked at Colin who was playing with the birds with jealousy on her face.

He didn't know whether the bird was too light or the hat was too hard, but Colin didn't feel it at all.

"here."

"What?"

"Actually, we don't need to care about this at all. High-end fields like space magic are completely inaccessible to those who are above the intermediate level." Annie said nonchalantly.

An adult magpie can grow up to half a meter long, but this strangely colored guy is not much bigger than a sparrow.

"Why does the positive part of a single loop function also satisfy Lobrasch's law?"

The strangest thing is that the stripes on its body from head to tail are colorful and look like a rainbow at first glance.

The two poor people silently thanked the donor for two seconds, and then continued the discussion.

He went out on his day off today. He did not wear the white apprentice robe of the academy. Instead, he wore an ordinary linen top and long-sleeved coat. Because the weather was getting colder, he paired it with a hard flat cap.

"If it is true, as you said before, that there is no space magic in this world, then some of the conditions in my previous proof process need to be reconsidered."

"Let me think about it." Colin thought as he knelt on the ground to look for the handwriting he had written before, and the magpie had to jump and move because of his change of posture.

"That's right!" Colin didn't realize the difference in the voice at all. He almost jumped up in excitement, scaring the magpies so much that they flew into the air and fell down again after a while.

He subconsciously stilled his body.

In fact, Anne Heckert had been unable to keep up with his thinking for a long time, so she almost got stuck on such basic questions. She recalled it for a while and was about to answer when she heard a strange voice next to her:

"Single loop functions must take values ​​within an open interval."

But he didn't wait for her to make any move.

Then he breathed quickly and said in an almost trembling voice:

"They...are the same..."

Anne Hector's face was full of curiosity and surprise, and she lowered her excited voice and said:

"Colin, you have a bird on your head."

She looked up and saw Dean Donald Gall, Prince Edward and others standing not far away, seemingly out of breath from running.

He has an old magic robe that has been washed white, a black pointed soft hat, white beard and hair, and layers of wrinkles. There is a shiny black spoon-shaped pipe in his mouth.

"Ah?" Colin was stunned.

Colin smiled, ignored the little bird, let it land on his shoulder, and said to Annie:

Anne couldn't figure out how these people came to the slum streets where even carriages could not pass, but her first reaction was to stand up and greet them.

Colin finally felt its presence, and at the same time, he turned his head slightly and saw its entirety.

"Crack."

"Because..." Colin felt that his throat was a little dry: "Because progressive double multiplication cannot be applied to single loop functions..."

Colin was speechless for a moment. If the love stops on the head, you are not afraid of it pooping, right?

However, he himself found it quite novel, and he tried to turn his eyelids upward to see what kind of bird dared to disturb his head.

"According to what was said before, progressive double multiplication cannot be used here, but there seems to be no problem with third-level fractions..."

When Colin said this, the rapid writing movement of his hand suddenly stopped, and then he opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he had written.

Colin couldn't help but follow Anne's example and use a finger to approach. What was different from before was that the little bird actually lowered its head in cooperation and allowed Colin to stroke the soft feathers on its head with his fingers.

"Yes, Mr. Prince is indeed a good man." Colin touched the seven gold pieces sewn in his underwear pocket and agreed very much.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Colin, who was lying on the ground like a wild dog.

I don’t know if it is a special breed or if it is underage.

Although it doesn't hurt, it is very heartbreaking.

Only then did Colin wake up from a dream.

Annie looked at the strange old man who suddenly appeared in front of her with a surprised look.

Colin was stunned for a moment, then fell into deep thought. After a while, he murmured: "It's not that it can't be done, it's that only the six applicable conditions of Euborn's constant can be met at the same time..."

"I understand." He kept writing on the ground as if no one was watching. When there was not enough space, he moved the table away and almost lay on the ground.

"Because... it and the basic calculation module of third-level scores..."

"It's not fair, why can you just touch it?"

Anne was not convinced and reached out again, but what greeted her was a sharp beak.

"This magpie is so beautiful."

"What conditions?" Anne reluctantly looked away from the magpie.

After saying this, she immediately explained: "Of course I don't underestimate Mr. Prince, he is a good person."

Anne observed for a moment, then slowly stretched out her right hand, trying to tease it with her fingers. She originally thought that the bird would fly away immediately, but she didn't expect that it just flapped its wings twice to scare the teaser, then kicked off its legs and landed.

onto Colin's shoulders.

Anne was about to speak, but was stopped by a simple gesture from the other party. Although she didn't know who the person in front of her was, she had to obey regardless of the other person's age and official status as a magician.

Colin was still immersed in his own world, almost muttering to himself: "The distribution of third-level fractions in the 75F diagonal module follows Lobrasch's law. This is simply...another extremely beautiful mathematical conclusion...

…”

"Why Euborn's constant?" the voice asked again.

Colin used a stone to circle a section of the messy writing on the ground, then fell into deep thought for a long while before saying:

Lift your head.

Because Colin was lying on the ground, he sat on Colin's original bench. This old man dressed as a typical magician, who should have been incompatible with the streets of the slums, looked completely natural.

At this time, a voice asked: "Why can't the semi-elliptical module?"

What comes into view is an old and smiling face.

"Your name is Colin Wayne?" came the old man's gentle voice.

Colin was still lying on the ground at this time, nodding subconsciously.

"Nice to meet you, let me introduce myself." The ninety-six-year-old old magician took off the pipe in his mouth and said with a smile:

"My name is Roman... Roman Sagan, are you interested in becoming my disciple?"
Chapter completed!