An Ruosi's mood was very complicated now, and her steps were a little slower.
She was the first female wizard An Ruosi met after entering the White Tower. She was one grade higher than An Ruosi and could be regarded as his senior sister.
Natalia is different from ordinary female wizards. She did not choose to become a enchantment witch, but instead became an enchantment wizard with boring, boring, repetitive and arduous work.
The enchantment wizards who are responsible for the maintenance and reinforcement of items and wards are okay. However, more enchantment wizards work in mining areas, underground, or in dangerous laboratories.
They are responsible for preventing rock formations from collapsing and protecting against explosions. Their working hours are more than fourteen hours a day, and the work of the underlying enchantment wizards basically has no creativity at all.
This is a department that very few female wizards choose to specialize in.
However, Natalia chose this category.
Perhaps because of her background in the Su Ze Military Department, Natalia didn't like the way the Confused Witch used to provoke conflicts and take advantage of people's hearts. She told An Ruosi that she preferred those who were pure, kind-hearted, and without any scheming.
people.
Therefore, she was very tired of staying with those confusing witches who always kept hidden things in their words.
It is precisely for this reason that among a large number of suitors, Natalia finally chose An Ruosi, who had no scheming intentions.
In the end, An Ruosi chose to specialize in the enchantment system because of her influence.
Under the influence of habit, even if An Ruosi later discovered that his talents in the astrology system were much higher than those in the enchantment system, he still habitually used the enchantment system's spells on weekdays.
Thinking of this, An Ruosi couldn't help but sigh.
After leaving the small village of Kalar when he was twelve years old, An Ruosi directly entered the White Observation Tower. He studied hard like a sponge, absorbing all the knowledge he could come into contact with.
It was not until more than a month ago that he left the White Tower to find a mercenary group for graduation internship.
Starting from the White Tower early in the morning, An Ruosi spent six days crossing the high mountains of Falaro, and another eight days crossing the plains of Kalar and heading west into Bansa.
This is his first contact with the outside world.
For more than twenty days before the holiday, he had been trekking westward. He spent more than twelve hours a day on the road non-stop.
At the beginning, An Ruosi had some complaints, such as "Why can't I use teleportation to rush?", "What's the point of this internship?", "My feet are blistered and won't get infected, right?"
However, An Ruosi quickly grew up.
Traveling across three countries, An Ruosi saw all kinds of customs and customs. The bookishness unique to him as a scholar also gradually faded under the sunlight, turning into a gentle and peaceful self-confidence.
In the past two months, he witnessed the process of deer hunting by mountain people, tasted the taste of roasted deer and rabbit without adding spices, saw the Crystal Lake of Fararo Mountain from a distance, and paid homage to the White Wolf Duke of Carral.
Tomb, got involved in a struggle between nobles in Bansa, joined a strange mercenary group with only two people, and escorted the daughter of a viscount to sneak out of the forbidden area. He picked up Roland, fought several battles with cultists, and returned to Baidu.
Ta was also beaten by the Lord of Violence...
Although there seems to be something strange mixed in, there is no doubt that An Ruosi has been more fulfilled in the past two months than in the previous eighteen years combined.
An Ruosi could feel that the current self was different from the self who only knew how to study witchcraft two months ago.
It was like smashing a crack in a room filled with water - after entering the official level, the knowledge An Ruosi had acquired over the years exploded. His strength entered an unprecedented blowout period. Every day
You can feel progress being made.
The day An Ruosi set out, he had just put on the formal wizard robe.
After being beaten by the Lord of Violence yesterday, An Ruosi felt that she had entered the Black Iron Stage after waking up.
In a sense, the advancement of a wizard is similar to that of a priest. Every time he advances, his personality will undergo subtle changes. When entering the silver level, after the soul changes, he can almost become two completely different people.
An Ruosi could clearly feel now that she was no longer as gentle as when she left the White Tower.
As a result, An Ruosi's longing for Natalia also faded a bit.
An Ruosi couldn't help but feel complicated.
A faint panic gradually emerged from my heart——
He couldn't help but wonder, after he entered the bronze level or even the silver level and his soul was alienated, would he be able to maintain his relationship with Natalia?
As for Natalia, who is also a wizard, can she remain consistent with herself?
Inexplicably, the faces of Roland and Claudia flashed past An Ruosi's eyes.
An Ruosi stopped walking.
"Robert..."
He said hesitantly: "Should we go find Natalia now? We have just come back, should we go to the instructor to report the itinerary first? And Hellan is still sleeping there, just in case she wakes up.
I couldn’t find it when I came here…”
"——Are you scared?"
Robert interrupted An Ruosi's words softly. An Ruosi turned her head blankly, only to find that Robert was just looking at him with a calm face.
An Ruosi felt like her head was exploding with a buzzing sound, and her vision went blank.
Robert sighed.
"Peace of mind, An Ruosi," Robert rarely removed the smile that always hung on his face, stopped walking, turned around and looked at An Ruosi behind him, "I felt the same way at the time."
"Feeling like this...?"
An Ruosi repeated in a murmur.
"The feeling that the brain is extremely clear, the mood becomes dull, and everything seems to be insignificant - is this the feeling you are referring to?"
After hearing Robert's words, Anruosi suddenly turned his head.
Robert nodded with satisfaction: "It seems so."
"Wait Robert...is there anything wrong with this feeling?"
An Ruosi's heart moved and she asked doubtfully.
Robert looked relaxed.
He put on that smile again and shook his head: "No, this situation is normal. This shows that you are the most orthodox wizard, and you have not advanced with special rituals just for the sake of temporary strength...
Only if you have this, it shows that you have enough talent to enter the gold level."
...And I have lost that possibility.
Robert added with a wry smile in his heart.
Anyway, there is no reason for him to become a great wizard. The only way is to advance as quickly as possible and gain higher authority to memorize some more precious information.
"Robert! Is this feeling permanent? Or will it subside in the future?"
An Ruosi asked urgently.
"Of course it's permanent. This is the only way for wizards to evolve into perfect creatures... If the only difference between a wizard and a wizard is the level of witchcraft used, those wizards who focus on research will not advance at all.
Bar?"
Robert almost laughed out loud.
The smile on his face was as bright as the sun, with some malice that An Ruosi couldn't understand: "Why do you think your mentor doesn't want you to fall in love prematurely? Do you really think he is worried about you falling in love?
Will it delay my studies?"
"...Isn't it?"
"Of course not."
Robert sighed deeply: "It is too easy for wizards to break the limits of race. Especially you geniuses who are taught by the tower master himself will basically become gold-level in the end."
"If you think about it for a moment, you will understand why those great wizards often only consider the issue of heirs after their own advancement becomes slow."
"Getting married, having children - these emotions come from Ya'an's hundreds of instinctive fears of death. It is precisely because of thinking about what will happen after death that people are prepared to create the continuation of their own lives."
In An Ruosi's eyes, Robert still had a smile on his face, but the smile gradually faded away, as if he had thought of something.
"However, the more people know, the more they learn, and the more they see, the less afraid of death they become."
Robert was determined, and the smile on his face twisted and melted into an almost mocking look.
It was as if he hated something that was natural.
A tragic momentum of being an enemy of the world emerged from his twisted smile. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net