In the study room of "Hul" Manor, the thick curtains retreated to both sides, and the white gauze covered the windows, allowing the sunlight to penetrate in, creating a golden glow.
Hathaway held a quill and sat behind the desk, calculating something seriously. From time to time she raised her head and communicated with Douglas and Fernando in simple words. If what she wanted to express was too complicated, she would choose to speak orally.
The way words are combined.
Douglas in front of the window had a solemn expression, as if he was lost in thought, pacing back and forth in the golden field shaped by the sunlight. Occasionally he would stop suddenly and point out the immature ideas of Fernando and Hathaway, hitting the nail on the head.
After the two of them came up with new ideas, he started walking again, looking like a meditator.
Fernando was sitting on the sofa diagonally in front of the desk, with stacks of white paper floating in front of him. The quills were writing on the paper on their own without being controlled by anyone. Whenever he thought of something, his voice would
Speak loudly and don't mind if you make mistakes or lose face.
The scene where the three of them discussed arcana and exchanged magical knowledge was like an oil painting, vivid and full of connotation. Unfortunately, no one witnessed or recorded this splendid scene in the history of magic.
This discussion has been going on for many days. Fernando and Hathaway have perfectly answered all their doubts about gravity, the celestial body motion system, and the three laws of motion, and each has gained a lot.
"When I applied calculus to the nine-ring spell, I found that the difficulty of construction was greatly reduced..." Fernando waved the parchment in his hand.
On this piece of parchment that has been treated by magic, shadow and light coexist. The pattern of the spell model presents a unique three-dimensional effect.
"Not only the nine-level spells, but also the magics of three levels and above will be simplified to the greatest extent in their construction. If the difficulty of constructing and learning magic was one hundred in the past, now it is only sixty." Douglas was pacing back and forth.
Answer vocally.
Fernando looked at the parchment in his hand blankly, and suddenly sighed: "If the creation of calculus had been completed twenty years earlier, the number of magicians and high-level magicians would have definitely increased a lot, and the number of magicians of the same level would have definitely increased.
The combat effectiveness will be doubled."
Douglas, who was thinking, paused and turned around, looked at Fernando and said: "How is your recovery going? How is your mastery of calculus and gravity?"
"There is no problem for now." Fernando replied affirmatively.
Douglas nodded: "Then please contact other organizations to express our willingness to unite, but at the same time warn them. In recent years, we would rather have no materials. We must also hide it completely, and cannot try to take action before the conflict between the church and the nobility reaches a peak.
.”
"Those cowards, I don't even dare to give them the courage!" Fernando said disdainfully, then put away his quill and scratch paper, straightened his clothes, and seemed to be ready to set off.
I have to say that Fernando is an activist.
Douglas turned his head and said to Hathaway: "Hathaway, it's time for you to return to Rentat. Staying here for a long time will make the church and other nobles doubt you."
"Yes." Hathaway replied softly, but the quill in her hand did not pause.
Douglas took a breath: "The demiplanes of the 'Lord of Deep Cold' and the 'Eye of the Curse' are sealed and hidden, so I have to go to hell first."
After a brief reunion, the three of them embarked on different paths for the future of magicians.
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Bang, the candlestick fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The broken candle flickered for a few times and then went out sadly. The whole room fell into darkness, with only the sound of beast-like vibrations echoing.
"Shirley, don't be afraid, listen to me!" The sound of laughter disappeared, and the slightly urgent voice of a young man with a pair of cat-like pupils came out.
The girl gasped heavily and made no response.
"Shirley, hoo, calm down, hoo, I'm not a magician, believe me, I'm not a magician!" The young man's breathing sounded equally heavy, like a blacksmith shop bellows being pulled.
The girl named Shirley slowly suppressed her breathing, and answered calmly to the young man's surprise: "Vicente, calm down. I love you the same whether you are a magician or not."
These words were like a magical spell, and the dull and depressing atmosphere in the room suddenly disappeared.
Vicente's eyes seemed a little weird and he could see things in the dark, so he quickly lit up the desk candlestick that he had just slapped out.
The dim light filled the room again. Vicente had already put down the heart in his hand, wiped off the blood on his hands, rushed to the girl Shirley at a very fast pace, and asked excitedly: "Really?"
Shirley bit her lip with two rows of neat, fine teeth and nodded solemnly: "I don't care what your identity is. I'm just worried about losing you. The church will not let the magician go."
Vicente laughed like an innocent child and spun around a few times. Then he hugged Shirley tightly and kissed her temples: "Don't worry, I'm really not a magician.
For you, I will not become a magician."
"But that corpse..." Shirley pointed to the mutilated corpse on the long table with some fear.
Vicente restrained his joy and cleared his throat: "I found some magician's relics on the edge of the swamp. They contain knowledge about magic and the mysteries of the human body."
"Initially, I was indeed attracted by the magical magic, but then I thought of you. We have known each other since we were young. You secretly taught me the common language and Sylvanus script regardless of your status as a noble, and helped me find Dr. Shantang's name.
Work, in order to marry me, you rejected outstanding nobles one after another, making your uncle and aunt very unhappy. How could I abandon you and embark on this road destined to hide in Tibet?" Vicente
She added sweet words as she explained, and Shirley pursed her lips, trying not to let her smile leak out.
The nobles of this period would still learn the writings of the Magic Empire in private.
"So I reburied all the books on magic at the edge of the swamp, and only brought back the books on the mysteries of the human body." Vicent pointed to a few books spread out on the long table.
Shirley asked doubtfully: "The mystery of the human body?"
Vicente's expression suddenly became serious, and his tone was soothing and emotional: "I have come into contact with too many helpless patients in the shantang. They have no money to ask the priest to treat them with magical magic, so they can only rely on the herbal medicines prescribed by us doctors.
and the medicines prepared to cure diseases.”
"It may not be clear to outsiders, but as a doctor at Shantang, I know very well that these herbs and medicines can only treat mild diseases. For patients with slightly more serious diseases, I have to watch them wailing and screaming.
It makes me feel heartbroken and powerless, so the doctors in Shantang either slowly become cold or crazy."
Shirley snuggled into Vicente's arms and stroked his back: "I understand. You know, I often go to the charity to help, and I have seen many deaths. Many of the patients were even children. They just
He died in front of me like this. At that time, I only regretted that my faith was not religious enough to become a nun and to obtain divine magic."
"So I have always wanted to find a better pharmaceutical formula, but I found that the human body is full of mysteries. What is the structure of the heart? I don't know what else is in our body. I don't know how the entire body functions as a whole.
, I don’t know, how can we find a better formula?” Vicente’s eyes were full of longing, and his whole body seemed to be glowing, “I want to understand the mysteries of the human body, I want to find out what our body is like.
What a thing!”
Shirley looked at Vicente like this and felt that he was more attractive than ever. She nodded gently and said: "This is a good thing, but you must not go to the cemetery to disturb the peace of the deceased. Otherwise, the church will find out.
"
"I will go to the forests and swamps to find corpses. If that doesn't work, I will study animals first." Vicente said with great enthusiasm, "When I become a famous doctor, I think my uncle and aunt will not stop you from marrying me.
"
Shirley's face suddenly turned red: "Actually, I came to you today just because they have already agreed."
"Really?" Vicente was so excited that he almost jumped up.
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At the gate of Rentat City, there were a lot of people, people were rubbing shoulders one after another, and it was very lively.
"It's so prosperous! It's worthy of Rentate!" The young man with black hair and black eyes praised with a smile. "If the Viscount hadn't found out, I still couldn't make up my mind to come to Rentate. I should really thank him!"
He squeezed through the city gate and suddenly shouted: "Rentat! I'm coming!"
"Madman." The surrounding citizens looked at him sideways.
But the black-haired boy didn't care and encouraged himself: "Oliver, you will become a celebrity in this city!"
He looked around, looking for a high-end hotel. Being able to read and learn drama fully showed that his family conditions were not bad, but his parents died young and there was no one to discipline him.
"Haha, right here..." He said while taking out his wallet, but suddenly, his smile froze.
"Wallet, where's my wallet?!" Oliver shouted, looking back hurriedly, but he couldn't find his wallet anywhere.
A cold wind of early spring blew by, and young Oliver felt Rentat's coldness. (To be continued...)