"Have you finally reached the first level? Not bad! It has a bit of my style back then!"
"I'm so proud of you, my boy!"
At breakfast the next day, on the long white table, Duke Carlot praised Anvis immediately, and Duchess Elena also congratulated him.
"Thank you, Dad! Thank you, Mom!"
After receiving praise and blessings from his parents, Avis naturally thanked him.
"Congratulations on advancing to the first level, brother."
After the Duke and Duchess, sitting opposite Anvis, a little girl wearing a light cyan dress decorated with white wavy lace and long light blond hair hanging down to her waist spoke cutely.
She blinked her big, clear eyes like blue crystals and looked at Anvis happily, her face flushed, and her tone a little excited, as if she was the one who had just advanced.
"Thank you for your congratulations, Fei.①"
With a smile as warm as the sun, Avis nodded to Fiona to express his gratitude.
He plans to use every move in his daily life to establish labels for himself such as being knowledgeable, gentle, humble, and elegant, and shaping himself into a traditional image of an aristocratic scholar.
Compared to the eldest brother and second brother who are lords and each have their own personal power, and the third sister who is the leader of the Howling Wind Knights.
A scholar who concentrates his energy on study and research will always appear more harmless.
Fiona didn't know what Avis was thinking, she just simply admired her brother.
All kinds of course knowledge can be understood immediately after listening to it, and new content can even be derived through the knowledge learned before.
His daily demeanor is very elegant, and he can deal with everything calmly, as if he is born with an aristocratic demeanor.
After the daily classes, I would sit quietly in the library and read those thick books with dense small prints, and even memorize them when my father asked questions!
Looking back at myself, compared to my brother, my learning speed is much slower, and I occasionally forget some etiquette...
I want to read a book together, but I can’t bear it. Wow! Those books are profound and boring. I don’t know how Brother Anvis can continue reading them!
Hmm...it seems that he is only better in talent than Brother Anvis. After all, he advanced last year...but the advancement process was a bit confusing.
It seems that the initial spells my brother mentioned have not been constructed, except for the two spell models that appeared when I advanced... They should also be considered initial spells...?
Counting to the end in her mind, Fiona couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, her cute little nose wrinkled.
……6…
At the end of the day's classes, Anvis rarely went to the family library, but instead went to the spell testing ground in the castle. He wanted to test his power after the first level.
The testing field is located in an open area. According to the various types of magic, there are different testing environments and targets in the testing field.
There are black crystal tablets to test the power of spells, living monsters of all levels to test the effects of spells, magic crystals, demonized items, and common objects such as ordinary stones and wood.
Since Avis wanted to experiment with spells, Leonard cleared the place in advance, so there was no one at the place at the moment.
Anvis carefully activated the high-level protection and restraint magic circle engraved in the field to deal with the damage that may be caused by out-of-control spells in case of spell casting failure.
Every year there are many wild rookie mages, and they are often lucky enough to get a certain meditation method or the notes of a certain mage.
Then, with several times the hard work of ordinary spell caster apprentices, he desperately squeezed into the ranks of official spell casters.
However, due to insufficient inheritance and being dazzled by the excitement of breakthrough, these wild mages often can't wait to test their spells without any precautions.
There are spellcasters in the Magic Council who have done special experiments. If you cast a spell for the first time in such a state of mental excitement, the probability of spell collapse is as high as 70 to 80%!
And in this state where the spell has just advanced and is not yet stable, the consequences of the collapse of the spell are catastrophic. At least the spiritual sea is severely damaged, and at worst it is killed on the spot. This is one of the reasons why there are so few spellcasters from civilian backgrounds.
After entering the venue, Anvis did not directly activate the fog, but cautiously started with other spells.
After careful consideration, he chose Wind Blade as the first spell to test.
As a first-level spell with a very simple model, the power of Wind Blade Technique can only be considered average among spells of the same level, but its speed and concealment are very impressive.
After confirming that the defensive array was operating normally, Anvis leaned on his staff and spoke in a low voice, reciting a long string of obscure Gumani syllables in a strange tone.
The staff is an ordinary family standard staff. After he officially advanced to the first level, the Duke gave him an ordinary spell book and a standard staff so that he could become familiar with its use.
"Ao,ф~Jacn!do--ho--Avij!fl~Ogk,dor..."②
As Avis sang, the colorless crystal on the head of the staff shone slightly, and a light green transparent wind blade surrounded by spiral airflow took shape in front of him.
"Long time no see..."
Looking at the quietly floating wind blade in front of him, Avis felt an inexplicable conflict in his heart. He seemed very excited, but also seemed extremely dull.
From the perspective of being an ordinary person in his previous life, this is the ecstasy of having unprecedented power.
From the perspective of a seventh-level magister, this is just as instinctive as eating and drinking.
Shaking his head and suppressing the complicated emotions, Anvis' thoughts moved slightly. The wind blade accelerated instantly and flew towards the translucent seven-prism crystal pillar in the field.
With a bang, the wind blade that hit the prism collapsed and turned into a mass of turbulence.
The Black Crystal Monument flickered slightly, and a bright red light pillar quickly rose from the transparent black body of the monument. It did not stop rising until it was close to two-thirds of the height of the monument.
This kind of crystal tablet was made by a ninth-level member of the Magic Council and can more accurately measure the damage of spells below the ninth level.
Among them, the color of the light beam is red, which represents the first level of spell power, and then there are orange light, yellow light, green light... until the eighth level white light.
The height of the light beam represents the level of its power within the same level. The higher the height, the stronger the power. If the light beam reaches the top of the crystal monument, it means that the power of the spell has reached the peak of the same level.
"Close to the power of a first-level advanced level? Not bad."
Anvis nodded slightly, feeling quite satisfied.
When he was at the same level as himself, the power of the wind blade produced by Little Anvis, who spent the same amount of mental power, could only reach a level close to the first-level intermediate level.
Compared with the same period in his previous life, Avis's magic affinity and mental quality are much higher.
This is closely related to his high absorption rate of various treasures when he was young.
Due to the memory advantage brought by time travel and rebirth, Anvis was able to consciously control his body at an extremely young age, guide and absorb the power of various resources, and better strengthen himself.
Instead of being like ordinary children, they can only passively accept the nourishment of resources, causing most of their strength to be lost in vain.
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①: Fiona’s nickname
②: The transliteration of the spell will only appear once and will be omitted thereafter.