In the end, Tutor Louis, who puts the interests of the college first, and me, who worked hard and worked hard, fully exchanged opinions (mutated each other), and reached a consensus in a peaceful and friendly atmosphere (forced by the threat of force from Tutor Louis).
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Tutor Lewis left about one kilogram of mithril as my hard work fee, and the rest was all handed over to the college.
Tutor Lewis, I am your student, how could you treat me like this?
I also plan to keep this 100 kilograms of mithril to make the power device of the Gundam.
What can I do with just this little mithril left for me? Make a 1:100 model of Gundam to play with?
Well, actually it is not without benefits that I have done so much for the school.
The academy gave me a card made of mithril (bastard, this is the batch of mithril I separated, it’s absolutely right!), which can be used for free and unlimitedly. The newly built card of Phyllis Magic Academy
Training room.
Then I changed hands and sold it for 1,000 gold coins.
Why should I keep this thing? I don't need to meditate to increase my magic power. If I keep it, I can't help but melt it to make other things.
In addition to these ridiculous material rewards, the academy also has so-called honorary rewards.
My photo was hung in the hallway at the door of the newly built training room for everyone to look at.
Isn’t this even more deceiving? I haven’t hung up yet, okay!!!
Although I didn't get many material benefits, I gained a lot of skill points during this period.
It’s almost the same as my previous income from hunting gray wolves in the forest.
Therefore, I have stored a lot of skill points these days, which I can spend on myself.
With the completion of these projects, I am now free.
The days went by like this day by day, and I returned to my old days of learning magic skills in the morning, building a club with magic in the afternoon, and practicing various skills in the evening.
Before I knew it, half a month had passed like this.
Magic Society.
"Hey, Tutor Lewis, my wind magic is at the fifth level." Seeing Tutor Lewis come in, I dropped what I was doing and said. "When will you take me to see the person who can make space magic equipment?"
"Humph, you're not trying to fool me with the 'Breeze Technique' like you did a few days ago?" Instructor Lewis said casually.
"How could it be? This time it's a real fifth-level magic, you see." After saying that, I put a wind magic shield on myself. "This time it's not a copycat."
I have not forgotten the matter of space magic, but I was too busy the past few days, so I put it aside for the time being.
Now that I have some free time, of course I have to try it out quickly.
Of course, the premise is that you have the strength of a fifth-level magician.
Because of the weird grading method for magicians in this world, as long as you can use several levels of magic, you are considered a magician of several levels.
So a few days ago, I planned to take advantage of the loophole and use the upgraded "Breeze Technique" to create a similar-looking wind magic shield.
The result was tragic. Compared with the real magic shield, there were still some differences between the wind magic shield that was faked using the "Breeze Technique". The experienced instructor Lewis was able to tell the difference.
In the end, Teacher Louis used three consecutive strikes with his magic wand to successfully put a candied haws on my head.
After failing to exploit the loopholes, I had to use skill points to learn new magic step by step and improve my magician level.
To light up a higher level of magic, you must adjust the pre-level level to the corresponding level.
Just like the third-level wind magic "Acceleration", if you want to light it up, you must upgrade the "Breeze" skill level to level C.
My poor skill points.
In fact, I have successfully redeemed the wind magic below level 7 from Teacher Lewis using the fitter books.
Well, instructor Louis, who is a more advanced wind magician, refused to change, and I took out books on higher-level benchwork techniques to no avail.
I have reason to believe that Tutor Lewis's magic level does not exceed level seven, huh.
After these days of hard work, I finally lit up the fifth-level wind magic shield.
As I learned high-level wind magic, I slowly figured out the difference between high-level magic and low-level magic.
The plasticity of low-level magic is quite strong, just like "Breeze Technique". It can copy many magics of a higher level than it, and it can even be mixed into physical skills for use together.
The higher the level of magic, the weaker its plasticity, but its professional type and lethality can never be compared to magic copied from low level magic.
It seems that the acceleration ability of the "Breeze Technique" copied from the "Breeze Technique" will never be as strong as the genuine "Acceleration Technique" of the same level. The "Breeze Technique" copycat wind blade will never be as powerful as the genuine "Wind Blade" of the same level.
The attack power is the same.
Therefore, the investment of skill points in magic skills requires more consideration. After all, I no longer intend to invest too many skill points in magic skills.
"Well, the magic shield this time is indeed genuine." Instructor Lewis nodded.
"Humph, who said I don't have the talent to learn magic?" I said proudly, crossing my waist. "Are there any students at the same level as me who are currently fifth-level magicians?"
"Well, except for those students who had a certain level of strength before entering school, your strength has indeed improved very quickly in such a short period of time, surpassing most students." Teacher Lewis looked at my magic shield and said. "But why do I
It’s not surprising at all, maybe it’s because you have created too many miracles these days.”
"That's right, I'm a genius." I pointed to myself.
"Yes, he is a genius who takes advantage of loopholes, is shameless, and regards wealth as his life." Instructor Lewis's eyes turned from my magic shield to me.
"I am your student. Others will definitely think that you taught me this." I said with a crooked mouth. "A mentor who takes advantage of loopholes, is shameless, and regards wealth as his life."
"Today, I want to teach you what it means to respect your teacher!"
"Hmph, look at the magic shield on top of my fighting spirit body. There's nothing you can do against me now."
"Too naive, vacuum blasting!"
"Teacher Lewis, this is a seventh-level magic, it can kill people!"
"Then today I will treat it as killing harm for the people!"
"No, help!!!"
On the hillside behind Phyllis College.
"Teacher Lewis, why did you bring me here?" I said, following behind Teacher Lewis.
"Aren't you eager to meet the person who can make space magic equipment?" Instructor Lewis pointed to the top of the mountain. "He lives there."
"No way, you have to have such an awkward personality to live here." I looked at the top of the mountain. "This place is already considered deserted."
"Keep your mouth shut, I will pretend not to notice when he tries to deal with you later," Instructor Lewis warned.
"oh."
ps: I have to move bricks at night, so let me die.
