Under the setting sun, Angelet and Natalie stood side by side outside the town, watching the gray carriage go further and further away.
"I'm leaving too." Natalie suddenly said softly. "I've been here for so long and my progress has been too little."
Angele didn't speak, just listened quietly, which was Dennis's usual style.
He knew that if he could not enter the third-class apprenticeship before the age of 18, he would never be able to become an official wizard. And from what Dennis said, Sidman and Natalie had not made any progress here in several years. It is conceivable that
They don't know how big of a blow it is to them. This heavy blow comes not only from themselves, but also from the pressure from their families who support their studies. These are all difficult for them to bear.
When the two returned to the villa, no one was in the mood to talk. They each washed up and returned to their rooms.
At night, Angele had to pretend to clean the room on the second floor. When he went up with a mop, there was a faint sound of turning pages in the study.
"Is it Dennis? Come in." Makolov's tired voice came from the study.
Angelet opened the study door.
"Teacher, what's the matter?"
The room was in a mess. Makorov's table was filled with various books and information. He was flipping through a book and looking up what it was about. From time to time, he picked up his pen and wrote on a pile of parchment.
"I can't find some information. Could you please help me bring up some books from the basement? I want the ones with red shells."
"OK."
After Angele agreed, he glanced at the pile of books on his table. He noticed that Makolov's eyes were densely bloodshot, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.
Is this old man desperate for his life? He can feel that the aura on this old man's body is no longer strong.
On the parchment on the table, there is a faint writing: "Simplified Compression Energy Calculation".
Angelet turned around and went down the stairs.
In the dry and dark basement, there was actually a large basket of red-shell parchment books. After all the books weighing hundreds of kilograms were carried up.
Makolov let Angelet go back and rest by himself. The study was still bright.
time flies.
In a flash, Angelet had been with Makolov for nearly three months. He was almost recovering from his injuries, and he was still waiting for the heat of the wanted order to pass.
"Dennis." Makolov called Angele to the study room on the second floor. He himself sat on a chair and looked out the window.
"Teacher." Angelet quickly lowered his head and responded.
"Dennis, aren't you leaving yet? My brother should have sent a reminder letter, right?" Makorov seemed to have aged a lot. His hair was messy and his eyes were lifeless.
Angele did not answer. He did receive a letter from the other side of town, a letter from Dennis's family urging him to leave. The family found another way for him to enter the organization - a magical item.
"I don't want to leave. I believe that the teacher's knowledge is the best!" Angelet whispered after a long time. This was indeed what he meant. Although Markorov's energy compression method is too difficult, it is
It was indeed an excellent way to find a new way, but it was a bit too difficult and he wanted to delay it until he was fully trained.
As for Dennis's family, it has no influence on him. He just waits until his injury is fully recovered before preparing to leave. After all, he is not the real Dennis.
And after these hours of observation, Angelet already had some understanding of Makolov's character.
He seems to have had a lot of helpless past events in the past. His wishes were not fulfilled, but he was held back by other things and was unable to do his own things freely. This kind of hesitation and helplessness was reflected in his preference to sit in front of the window and look out.
You can often see it from a distance.
"Okay. You go down first." Makolov whispered, but a trace of comfort flashed in his eyes.
Angelet lowered his head and took two steps back, opened the door, and saw Nataly outside the door. This delicate girl was also looking at him slightly in surprise. She seemed not to understand that he would be called to the second floor by his instructor.
Natalie walked into the room and closed the door behind her back.
Angelet shook his head slightly. He will wait until his injuries are fully healed. After a while, he can leave. Everything here will have nothing to do with him. Although the energy compression method is good, it also has some problems for him.
The energy compression principle of the academy was used, so he was not very tempted. The main reason was that there were still unknown marks on his body, and he did not want to delay his trip and be chased by the people behind him because of a little greed.
Angelet was about to leave the corridor when suddenly there were voices in the room behind him.
"Natali, you are here. I have prepared a detailed information for you this time, which is about "Simplified Compression Energy Calculation". You did a good job last time. With this information, you will definitely be able to
We are about to enter the next stage. In the information, I added "Teacher, I have to leave too." Natalie interrupted him.
The room suddenly fell into silence.
It took a long time before Nata Li spoke again.
"My carriage has arrived outside the town. Thank you for taking care of me for so long." Natalie turned around, opened the door, and rushed out. She glanced at Angelet outside the door, said nothing, and trotted downstairs.
The footsteps are getting farther and farther.
Angelet looked back at the room, said nothing, and went downstairs with gentle steps.
Natalie left too.
Angelet and Makolov were the only two people left in the entire villa, which seemed particularly empty and deserted.
Night time.
Makolov called Angelet into the study again.
His condition was getting worse and worse. His skin had completely lost its luster. His eyes were dull and he was sitting on the chair, wondering what he was thinking.
Angelet entered the study, and neither of them spoke.
There was silence for nearly half an hour.
Makolov spoke slowly.
"I know that you have been secretly looking at the books I put in the basement these days. It's rare that you are so eager to learn. Here are some materials I have compiled. Please take a look." He picked up the thick book from the table.
A stack of documents was densely packed with incomplete handwriting. He wrote it word by word.
He handed over the information, with a hint of expectation and pleading in his eyes. A powerful wizard actually begged an apprentice in order to pass on his knowledge. This kind of helpless sadness is indeed a bit disturbing.
Feel good.
Angelet opened his mouth. He didn't know what to say. As a wizard in the gasification stage, he had already seen during this period that Markorov's body functions had deteriorated, almost to the level of ordinary people.
situation.
This is a sign recorded in the books that the wizard's lifespan has reached the end. There is no injury, no backlash, it's just that the lifespan has reached the limit. It is estimated that this is why he is becoming more and more urgent.
Seeing Makolov's expectant eyes, Angelet suddenly felt a surge of emotion in his heart.
He reached out and took the thick information.
"Thank you, teacher. I will definitely live up to your expectations." He nodded heavily.
Makorov is just a helpless wizard who wants to pass on the knowledge he has inherited.
"There are seventy-two energy compression formulas in total. They were passed down by my teacher's teacher. I can't let them be lost in my hands." A smile finally appeared on Makolov's face. "Since you want to learn it so much, I will
I’ll give you a detailed explanation note. I followed my teacher and wrote it down letter by letter.”
He stood up with some effort, took down a metal cylinder from the bookshelf next to him, and pulled out a round scroll from it.
After handing the circular scroll to Angelet, Makolov sat down again.
"Okay, starting from today, you come to me every day to get a piece of information. Dennis, you have to remember that although your qualifications are not good, hard work can make up for a large part of the gap. Don't give up."
"Okay." Angelet nodded quickly.
Makorov's scroll is so difficult that no apprentice, or even a wizard, would be able to fully understand it.
And Angele had a chip and strong learning ability, which allowed him to quickly understand the contents. They were all advanced techniques on how to simplify the steps of energy compression.
Because of the influence of the chip, Angelet unexpectedly discovered that this energy compression method, after he mastered it, used it to concisely optimize the compression of his metal force field, and it could actually cause extremely weird changes. Due to insufficient information on the chip,
It is also completely impossible to calculate and analyze this change.
And after mastering part of this compression method, if all his witchcraft power is compressed in this way and then released, the power will be greatly improved.
This was an unexpected surprise.
Makolov seemed to completely ignore whether Angelet understood it or not, and just tried his best to stuff him with a lot of information every day, all handwritten by him. He seemed to just want Angelet to pass on this system completely.
Go down.
And Angele was also happy to use a large number of chips to scan and photograph memories, and constantly input data. His brain now also has extremely strong logical thinking ability, and he spent almost a day crazily learning this kind of compression that was helpful to him.
system.
Even after his injuries healed, he had no intention of leaving immediately.
One of them was only responsible for giving, the other was only responsible for learning, and for a while they worked together in perfect harmony.
At first, Angelet didn't notice anything unusual. Only later did he realize that this unique energy compression method could actually compress the spirit.
He extensively recorded all the books and notes collected by Makolov in the villa, and finally found a way to compress his mental power.
Because he has long discovered that the feeling of being tracked that has been lingering around him is attached to his mental power. And compressing the spirit can destroy the model structure of this type of tracking spell.
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