Content (function): Level 1 air magic "Breath of Wind (Acceleration)" (the only one that can be read).
In just an instant, Moriarty's soul received the above information from the crystal book. And before he had time to react further, another invisible light suddenly lit up. In Moriarty's crystal spell book
, a brand new first-level magic "Breath of Wind" immediately appeared. Just a minute ago, as a mage apprentice, the magic he mastered was just the "Magic Arrow" taught by his mother.
"Automatically copy the spell book?" Facing another miracle displayed by the mysterious golden fragment, Moriarty was frightened again.
According to the most basic magic common sense, in order for a mage to successfully learn a new magic, he must first possess a certain amount of mana and mental strength. This is just like the power of a car engine is limited by the size of the cylinder and the capacity of the fuel tank. The larger the cylinder and fuel tank, the larger the cylinder and fuel tank.
, the stronger the power and sustainability of the car. Similarly, the amount of mana and mental intensity required for different levels of magic are also completely different. If the mage is not strong enough but tries to skip a level to learn or perform a higher level of advanced magic, then it may
The consequence is a mana backflow explosion or schizophrenia and death. Only when the mage's mana amount and mental strength meet the needs of the new magic can the mage officially start the learning journey.
In addition to the two hardware indicators of mana amount and mental strength, the learning of every spell is inseparable from the study of magic theory.
Any magic, from the simplest first-level magic to the legendary fifth-level magic, has its own trajectory and structural pattern. Moreover, the higher the level of magic, the more complex its structure is, and the more difficult it is to perform.
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When a mage learns a new spell, he must analyze and understand every magic trace and energy structure in it until he understands it completely and finally remembers it in his mind.
Finally, the mage needs to record the magic he has learned into his own spell book. This is the last step in magic learning, and it is also the most critical step. Only when the learned magic is recorded into his own spell book can he be considered truly accomplished.
Only then can we freely display it in the future. Otherwise, we can only hold it in our brains, with only theories but no way to operate.
But now, the crystal spell book transformed from the golden fragments combined with the spell book of late mother Helen can read a spell book that was almost beyond recognition and burn the well-preserved spells in it. This is very important to this world.
For a mage, this is an unimaginable magical power. Come to think of it, not even the most powerful angels or demons have such abilities.
Moriarty stood in front of his desk blankly for a long time before slowly coming back to his senses.
Trying to calm down his breathing, Moriarty closed his eyes and meditated for a moment.
Suddenly, Moriarty was seen gently reciting a spell, and at the same time, he made a series of special spell-casting gestures with both hands. After a few seconds, an invisible wind suddenly blew in the study. Then, a whirlwind-like light suddenly hit Mori
Artie's body lit up.
At this time, Moriarty opened his eyes, and then jumped upward slightly. In an instant, Moriarty soared more than three meters high in the air. If it weren't for the high ceiling design of Moriarty's study, Moriarty's forehead might have been
It's time to get in close contact with the ceiling.
"Copy...burn...cast..."
Falling back onto the soft carpet, Moriarty laughed silently.
Although he doesn't know why his crystal spell book has such incredible magical powers, Moriarty is certain that in the future, he will spend much less time learning magic than an ordinary mage.
With the crystal spell book, as long as a high-level magic can be touched by him once, it means that it is completely copied and burned. As long as Moriarty's mana amount and mental intensity can keep up, he can immediately completely copy a spell.
Strange magic is learned and performed.
Of course, simple copying and burning cannot make Moriarty truly a powerful mage. Simple copying may not be able to exert even half of the power of the spell, so the necessary theoretical study and structural memory are also very necessary.
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After a long time, he finally calmed down and Moriarty turned his attention to the desk again.
At this time, Moriarty stretched out his left hand again and touched several other magic props. But unfortunately, they still could not be included in the crystal book. It seemed that the remaining props had indeed been severely damaged, and even
It is no longer considered a magic item.
"Perhaps it's really time to seriously consider Bracada." Moriarty sat back on his chair, sighed deeply, and was lost in thought.
About an hour later, Moriarty put the damaged props back into the wooden box, then opened the door and walked out of the study, arriving on the large lawn that was already sprinkled with stars.
"Master, would you like a cup of ivy leaf?" The old housekeeper was a little surprised that the young master was acting differently than usual, and quickly followed him out. At the same time, he called the maid Nanny to get a cloak and tied it on Moriarty.
"Thank you, Hugo." Moriarty turned back to the butler and smiled: "Let's have a glass of Lester tonight."
"Okay, Master." The old housekeeper also smiled.
Since starting daily meditation, Moriarty has not tasted this pure alcoholic beverage for a long time.
Soon, a valet came out of the building carrying a silver tray. On it was a crystal glass with ice cubes, and a bottle of Leste filled with dark red liquid.
The old butler poured half a glass of wine, Moriarty took it and drank it all in one gulp.
"Hugo, it's such a quiet night tonight." Savoring the aftertaste on his taste buds and the cold fire in his chest, Moriarty raised his head and said with a smile.
"Autumn nights in ivy are always so quiet, young master," the old housekeeper said.
"Yes, my mother must have been reluctant to leave because of such a beautiful autumn night." Moriarty raised the empty glass, and then the old butler refilled it with half a cup.
"I remember it was an autumn evening when Madam first arrived at the manor that year. Haha, it seems like it happened yesterday." The old housekeeper nodded and looked at Moriarty with a peaceful expression.
"Yes, everything seems to have just begun, and everything seems to have just ended." Moriarty took another small sip, turned to Hugo and said.
"Master..."
"Haha, okay, I'm fine." Seeing the old housekeeper looking at him with some concern, Moriarty smiled again and shook his head: "By the way, have you made all arrangements for tomorrow's trip?"
"Yes, everything is ready." The old butler nodded: "We will set off at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. The journey is expected to take seven hours and arrive at Windsor Castle around three o'clock in the afternoon. The dinner will probably start around eight o'clock in the evening."
"Well, okay." Moriarty nodded: "Please arrange horses for me."
"Master, if we don't take a carriage for a seven-hour long journey..." Hugo persuaded him immediately.
Moreover, according to Moriarty's past experience, he has never had such a long period of "driving experience."
"Just put gifts in the carriage." Moriarty waved his hand and insisted on his opinion: "By the way, what is our gift?"
"It's a set of knight armor produced in the royal capital and a large portrait of 'Heart of the Griffin.'" the old butler replied.
I have to say, this is a pretty solid gift.
The price of a set of knight armor can almost buy an ordinary village in the Kingdom of Erathia, not to mention that it is a high-quality armor made by excellent craftsmen in the royal capital. There is no way for ordinary local nobles to buy it.
The "Heart of the Griffin" full-length portrait refers specifically to the portrait of Griffin Hart, the founding king of the kingdom. Moriarty had heard Baron mention this portrait before, and it was the portrait of the kingdom's famous painter and sculptor Ken Thirty years ago.
One of Bell's masterpieces. The Ensberg family spent a lot of money to buy it from a run-down nobleman from another county.
Because Viscount Salk was a well-known admirer of the Heart of the Gryphon, and he was an eighth-level knight, it was both decent and appropriate for the owner to give him such a gift.
