To generate a stable spell structure, mathematics alone is not enough to guide it.
Mana itself also has various characteristics, and mana of various polarities has different characteristics.
It may be just a small conflict of a certain nature that can cause a catastrophic magic accident.
Accidents such as the flame mage who immolated himself, the frost mage who froze himself into an ice sculpture, or the wind mage who cut himself into mincemeat, have many records in history.
Therefore, even if Rosen knows a lot of modern mathematical knowledge, there is no guarantee that he can quickly expand the field of logical law.
Of course, these are all matters in the field of magic, and mages are also mortals and cannot exist apart from the world.
For example, right now, after a speculative Q&A session, both of them looked tired.
Rosen was on the road all day long without a moment's rest, but Count Omicia was very old. After being busy during the day, he was woken up again in the middle of the night, just to keep up his energy.
Seeing that the countess could no longer control her face and was about to yawn, Rosen immediately said knowingly: "Madam, it's getting late, and you must have many things to arrange, so I will leave first."
The outline of the man in front of him became clearer and clearer, and in the end, Rosen finally saw it clearly, and his heart beat uncontrollably.
"Yes, ma'am." came the response from the housekeeper outside the door.
It’s Olekeya!
Her arms were spread wide open, and they were entangled in a strange black energy whose exact shape could not be seen clearly.
He heard the response of his footsteps, which came from the exit in front.
This feeling is very strange, as if a nerve in my brain has been lightly picked by someone's finger.
Seeing that her attitude was so determined, although Rosen did not agree with her, he also knew that it would be useless to say more.
"This matter is beyond the capabilities of Uncle Chabolai and I, so."
"Although I don't know if this will be of any use, it's still considered a friend, so I'll try my best to help."
In the dream, she was in great pain and weakness, and she might not be able to hold on for long.
In the midst of the chaos, Rosen didn't even think of opening the adventure journal and zooming in to observe. He just followed his curious instinct and ran forward along the path.
Pain, self-deprecation, helplessness, asking for help, and all kinds of emotions were all clearly transmitted to Rosen's mind.
I don’t know how long it took, but the crisp sound of birdsong reached my ears.
He was asleep, and he didn't know how long it had passed, but suddenly he felt someone calling his name.
The pitch-black unknown space, the blond woman hanging in mid-air, and the weird black fog that seemed to be alive, all quickly appeared in my mind.
In addition, similar feelings may also occur if the bedding is too heavy, or if you sleep on your stomach and press your chest.
Olekeya most likely went to seek revenge from the King of Neverwinter, but turned out to be no match and was captured by the latter.
"Where is this place? Who hung her here? And why did they hang her?"
It really worked.
There is direction again.
After another salute, he withdrew.
‘Ha~’
Soon, he ran to the exit.
"Malkyri, send someone to notify General Fubos later and ask him to come to the Moon-Watching Garden at six o'clock tomorrow morning. I want those ice dwarves to taste the fire of the Silver Moon!"
The strange thing is that he clearly felt someone calling him, but he didn't hear the voice, let alone the owner of the voice.
With the guidance of light, walking becomes much easier immediately.
As soon as my body sticks to the bed and my mind relaxes, the fatigue accumulated from running around all day bursts out like a flood. I feel that every muscle in my body is sore.
An idea appeared in my mind out of thin air.
After thinking about it, she realized that this matter should not be taken too lightly.
"This is definitely not a ghost on a bed! A ghost on a bed can't create such a real dream!"
"Madam, I have something else to report."
Sure enough, some of the power escaped through the golden light spots, accounting for about one-tenth of the total power.
As if in response to Rosen's doubts, the frozen eyes turned slightly and met Rosen's gaze.
"Rosen~"
"I think I guessed it right."
How to help?
He has no ability to interfere with the affairs of extraordinary beings. He can only inform the temple.
The count rubbed his forehead with his fingers: "Tell me the most important part."
It was difficult to calm down my thoughts and I couldn't help but sigh softly.
Unexpectedly, the countess didn't care much.
The strange scene that suddenly appeared made Rosen take a few steps back in shock and sat down on the bed.
It's already the next morning.
"Yes, ma'am."
Rosen and the Count looked at each other and finally laughed.
Just when he felt like he was about to lose his bearings, he was called again.
At this moment, although the other party did not make any sound, his eyes conveyed a thousand words.
And in the next moment, Rosen saw the black mist wrapping around the opponent's arm begin to surge, and the pain on O'Lekeya's face deepened.
"Is he a mage?" Rosen couldn't help but think.
After thinking for a moment, Rosen opened the Lord of the Universe Godhead Manager and tried to increase the power resonance.
"This mysterious woman claims to be the daughter of an immortal creature. Her mother's old rival is also a giant banyan tree that has awakened its spiritual wisdom and claims to be the King of Neverwinter."
"Is she dead or alive?"
He jumped out of bed and was getting dressed when a picture flashed in his mind.
Her face was generally calm, only a trace of pain could be seen faintly between her slightly frowning eyebrows. Her autumn-like eyes were half-closed and half-opened, and the light in them seemed to have completely solidified.
After thinking for a moment, he began to meditate.
The common sense of life on earth once told him that when a person is too tired during the day, he may have trouble sleeping at night.
But groping in pure darkness is a very difficult task. Without any reference, it is impossible to identify the direction.
"Well~ let's go. Malkyri, take Rosen to rest."
He kept running forward.
He wanted to see what was emitting the golden light.
Anyway, he couldn't see anything, couldn't open his eyes, and his mind was still in a daze, so he followed the sound and groped forward.
The old countess still couldn't control herself and yawned.
He continued to touch forward.
The next thing has nothing to do with Rosen. He is a small civilian magic apprentice, but he is not qualified to participate in the top-level military meeting of Silver Moon Castle. If he listens to more words, he may get into trouble.
As a result, her whole body was hung in the air, like an alien version of the Crucifixion of Christ.
"What's going on? Is there a ghost on the bed?"
In the hazy dream, Rosen was very puzzled, but he didn't feel scared.
Malkyri called a maid, asked her to take Rosen to the guest room, apologized, and quickly turned around and left.
In the end, about half of the harvest gained from meditation escaped into an unknown void somewhere along the golden light spot.
Thinking back to the count's reaction last night, I felt that he still didn't pay enough attention to it.
"You are young and have little knowledge. It is normal for you to be deceived, but you don't need to take it to heart."
In short, this is a normal physiological phenomenon.
In the dream, deep confusion surged into Rosen's mind.
Indeed, just as he thought, a huge space appeared in front of him. The walls of the space were pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly. However, in the center of the space, there was a golden light spot.
It feels like a corpse that has been dead for a long time!
'There should be a huge enclosed space in front.'
"Is it a dream? But is this dream too real?"
Furthermore, the huge Silver Moon Castle has countless strong men, so it shouldn't be difficult to deal with a group of ice dwarves who have come from afar.
She took one last look at Rosen and closed her eyes.
Rosen opened his eyes and found that the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.
In this case, Rosen relaxed his mind, washed himself casually, took off his coat, and lay down on the bed to sleep.
"These guys are muddying the waters in the name of being extraordinary. Normally, it's okay, but now that the ice dwarves are invading, we can't tolerate it."
"There have been no immortal creatures in the Huangshui Highlands for a long time. But now there are many people among the people who like to pretend to be gods and ghosts in the name of extraordinary beings."
It seemed that in just a few breaths, he fell into sleep.
The distance was a bit far, and Rosen couldn't see the specific details of the golden light, but fortunately there was a winding path just outside the exit.
After the introduction, he concluded softly.
Rosen felt that his walking speed had sped up a lot, and he even started to trot.
He felt that he was running very fast, but he did not feel tired at all, and the golden light spots in front of him became larger and clearer, gradually showing their outline.
He felt like he was awake, and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything. It was so dark all around that he couldn't see his fingers, as if he was soaked in thick ink.
When Rosen walked to the door, his heart suddenly moved slightly. He remembered that there was something important that he had not said yet, so he stopped again and walked back regardless of the suddenness.
Considering that he had already meditated once at the gate of the city and doing it again would exceed his physical limit, he allowed his sleepiness to swallow him up.
Rosen briefly told the story about O'Lekeya, except for the previous part, excluding the Neverwinter apostles encountered during the subsequent investigation.
For some reason, Rosen followed suit. Then, Malchiri from outside the door followed suit.
It seemed to be a person, a person floating in the air.
When he arrived in the corridor, Marchieri personally led him. After walking a few steps, he heard the voice of the countess coming over again.
He felt someone calling him again, which was a little different from the previous one. He could roughly tell the direction from which the sound came.
"But we don't need to worry about this. The people of the Pure World Holy Church will naturally let these charlatans know how powerful they are."
After another moment, the scenery in front of him quickly dimmed until it completely fell into darkness, and Rosen's consciousness also fell into chaos.
She didn't have any hair on her body, but her thick golden hair hung down like a waterfall from her drooped head, covering most of her body. Rosen looked up from the bottom and could just see O'Lekeya's drooped head.
face.
With Rosen's current strength, it would obviously be a drop in the bucket to support a transcendent, but it would be better than nothing.
Just as I kept touching, a faint light gradually appeared in front of my eyes, as if I was groping in a cave, and an exit appeared in front of me.
'I'll write another letter to the temple, introducing the situation in detail and including last night's dream, hoping to increase the temple's attention.'
"No, if I write a letter as an apprentice, others will definitely not pay enough attention to it. Go back and ask your mentor to help write it."
At this time, the door was knocked again, and Chabollet's cheerful voice came from outside the door.
"Rosen~ Rosen~ are you awake? Be careful the sun will bake your ass!"
