"Mr. Chabron, if I had worked as hard as you, I would have become a real mage a long time ago." Looking at Chabron, who was constantly casting spells and waving weapons in the air, the girl stood there and said. Her short orange hair was shining brightly at noon.
Swinging slightly in the warm sun.
"No, this is just a talent. Also, just call me Sha Bron." Cia Bron's expression was a bit reserved, and a faint blush flashed on his delicate face.
The exaggerated praise made the young man feel deeply deserved.
Chabron still remembers the girl - Arya, and her lovely little brother boy, Anluo - who gave him the only healing spell. He remembers what the girl said under the emerald moonlight on that night when the flames were raging.
She is also a stranger.
The two siblings are slightly younger than the current Chabron, and they followed their uncle to the town just a few months ago. It is said that their parents passed away very early, so they have been living with their uncle Jacks (who actually took me there before)
Lift it up and lift it in the air! Chamberlain thought) live together.
Their uncle Jacks was said to have been an adventurer in the past, so he had a lot of savings.
In the boy's memory, this muscular man always smelled of alcohol. However, from the messy hair and beard, you can still barely see that he was very heroic in the past.
After that night, the burns that made Chabron feel pain just looking at them have been removed from the girl's body. Now...——————————“Wait a minute, you just said that becoming a real
What?" Chabron found that he almost missed the point.
"A mage!" The girl raised her head and repeated it again, and deliberately re-read the word "mage". Her voice was not loud but firm, and she seemed full of momentum.
"Uh... you may not know, in fact, before I came to the town, I lived in Hongbao, the royal capital [Thousand Layers City] for a short time, where I studied simple skills for two months
arcane knowledge.
"A dwarf mage in the capital once believed that I have the talent to become a mage and gave me relevant books and documents. The day before leaving the capital, Mr. Mage promised me that if one day my magic can make people
If a person falls into a deep sleep, then go to him and he will teach us more.
"Since then, Arya has been working hard to learn on her own in this direction."
After talking about it, Aaliya sighed softly and shook her head:
"Hey, it's a pity that even now, my spells can only light a candle. My performance may have failed to live up to his expectations."
Using the metaphor of Chabron's previous life, what Arya said was like a top student crying, "I really failed the test this time - there was no auxiliary line drawn in the additional question, which resulted in two more lines being written in the proof process. If time goes by,
It’s not a perfect score if it’s urgent.” If there are other mage apprentices around who hear Arya’s words, it’s hard to guarantee that they won’t do some “excessive acts of violence.”
In Rioli, it is very difficult to master the first glimmer of arcane magic through learning, and there are many people who will never be able to discover the [Lighting Technique].
A little girl who had studied arcane magic for less than a year felt that she was not performing well because she could not release a link [sleep spell], which was enough to make many talented apprentices dumbfounded.
"Everything is done step by step, and nothing can be achieved overnight." - Except for upgrading, Chabron thought, with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze. "The connectors who travel in the long river of time teach us that if you are moving in the right direction, you will arrive at
The end is just a matter of time."
At this moment, Chabron felt as if something in his mind had opened up.
The world in his eyes suddenly flashed for a moment, and then he noticed a string of words above Aaliya's head - they didn't exist when they last met, which made him unconsciously raise his gaze.
"So, Brother Chabron, this is the reason why I came to you - doubt, is there something above my head - I feel that I have memorized every arcane vocabulary and spell model, but I still have the last step.
A little something.
"So I want to make a wish in the Temple of the Eternal, so that I can truly step into the door of the mage.
"However, I don't know how to make the prayer look formal enough, so I ask you and Father Matruh to help me complete this ceremony." Arya looked directly into Chabron's eyes.
"The Eternal One" is one of the incredibly numerous names of the Eternal Light (if He were not the God of Knowledge, Chabron would have doubted whether He could remember all of his names). As the God of magic and knowledge, many
Although the mage apprentices in the Starry Kingdom do not believe in Him, they will go to His temple to pray when they encounter academic difficulties (in most cases, before exams and thesis defenses).
"Rituals are just unnecessary red tape," - apart from those ritual magics that can achieve real magical effects, Chabron thought, his golden hair shining in the scorching sun, and then he made his words better by adding a little [religious knowledge]
Become a magician:
"Taking the path of magic itself is an offering to the eternal light. When you chase the mystery, the mystery is already chasing you."
"So, you don't need to panic, stay confident." Shabron said while continuing to stare at the text on the girl Arya's head, "Maybe you are too nervous, why don't you try it now? Try to use that spell
Come out and take a look."
"I will try my best, but... I may not succeed..." At this point, Arya's voice gradually weakened and became difficult to hear.
"No, you will definitely succeed!" The originally gentle blond boy was uncharacteristically using a decisive tone. His confidence came from what he saw.
