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Chapter fifty-eight sister and brother and the eve of arrival

 "Huh?"

The girl was stunned, she had never thought about this problem.

"I am not sure."

Anvis smiled softly, spoke slowly, and began to tell a mystery she had never heard before.

"In fact, in the current magical world, there are still very few spells and no real models exist.

We only know how to cast them, but we have never been able to decipher their spell models, nor do we understand the specific process of how the spells take effect. For example, mystery, wish-making, etc..."

"In addition to this, there are also those spells that have been passed down from ancient times. They are usually in the form of some weird words or patterns, engraved on rocks, clay tablets or other carriers.

Only after cracking it can we obtain the principles and methods of casting spells. These spells are also classified into mysterious schools.

The above spells are the so-called mystical spells.

The Mysterious School is a sect established with the goal of studying and deciphering these spells.

Once the essence of a certain occult spell is cracked, it will be removed from the occult and reclassified into other schools of magic."

"That's it..."

Hillier nodded half-understanding.

As he said this, Anvis couldn't help but think of the mysterious mist in the spiritual sea, and he couldn't help but speak with emotion.

"However, there may be very few spells for which there really is no so-called model..."

At this time, Albins, who had never said a word, suddenly raised his head and stared into Anvis's eyes.

"This view is not correct. Any kind of spell should have its own model."

"Aubin!"

Startled by her brother's sudden interruption, the girl gave a nervous shout. This time she was really a little angry.

Even though they are freshmen from the same Pamir class, their siblings are just common people after all. Anvis obviously comes from a noble family, and is probably the descendant of a great noble.

This kind of person is not something that their siblings can afford to offend, if their brother's almost rude behavior angers Anvis.

Given the opponent's identity, if he wanted to deal with the two freshmen, it would probably not be more difficult than taking out the pocket watch in his pocket.

When she was living in Leila Territory, she once witnessed with her own eyes that when a businessman in the city was passing through the city gate, his horse was frightened and accidentally collided with the carriage of Viscount Leila.

The viscount immediately ordered the city guards to beat him severely, and then took him away and imprisoned him.

According to the father, the businessman finally paid a large sum of gold rose coins and the daughter became a maid in the castle, and the matter came to an end.

"Sorry! Anvis, my brother rarely communicates with others and doesn't know much about etiquette. I apologize to you on his behalf!"

Anvis immediately understood what Hillier was worried about, and while sighing secretly in his heart, an unconcerned expression appeared on his face.

"No need to apologize, Hillier, we are friends, aren't we?"

The young man looked at the anxious brown-haired girl gently, and his blue eyes seemed to have convincing magic power, calming the girl down again.

"In the face of the vast magic, we are all a group of curious but ignorant explorers.

Only unreserved communication and discussion can keep us moving in the right direction."

Then, Anvis turned his eyes to Albins, who had lowered his head, and responded calmly.

"Many great magicians have the same view as you, but in the tens of thousands of years of human magic history, mystery has always existed."

Albins raised his head again, looking at Anvis with his blue eyes, his expression very serious.

"That may be the case, but I still think that there is no real 'mysterious' magic that does not have a model! They are just two different spells: the spell that has been cracked and the spell that will be cracked!"

"maybe--"

Regarding Albins's point of view, Anvis just smiled lightly and did not answer directly.

After that, neither of them continued to speak. Seeing that the air on the dining table was a little solid, Hillier quickly changed the topic again.

………

"Well, Hillier, Albins, see you at the academy!"

With a slight movement of his pale fingers, the dark gold watch cover snapped shut. Anvis put the watch back into his pocket and stood up calmly.

"See you at the academy! Avis!"

Hillier waved her little hand to him with some reluctance.

"goodbye."

Albins raised his head for the first time as he said goodbye.

After saying farewell to the two of them gracefully, the boy with sunshine-colored hair left at a gentle pace, and his figure gradually disappeared into the crowd.

After Anvis left, Hillier also stood up and half dragged and half dragged her brother to her room.

After closing the door, the girl let out a sigh of relief and quickly activated the water element gathering circle to take a glass of water. She drank several large gulps of water to calm down her shock.

While drinking, the girl glared at Albins angrily.

"Aubin! Why are you so reckless today?! Anvis is most likely a great noble. If he felt that you had offended him at that time, we would be in big trouble!"

Looking at her with a strange look, Albins hesitated for a moment and did not answer. Instead, he spoke in a persuasive tone.

"Sister, it's impossible between you two -"

"Pfft-cough cough cough..."

Hillier, who was drinking water, almost spat out the water in her mouth.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Suddenly choked by her brother's words, Hillier's face turned red, feeling embarrassed and angry.

Albins did not stop because of Hillier's attitude. He just stared into his sister's green eyes and continued his analysis very calmly.

"In the past few days, I have observed many new students from noble families."

"Although their attitudes are also very polite, I can feel that when facing new students who are not from nobility, their attitudes are still mixed with condescending indifference and arrogance.

But Avis is different. He is also a descendant of a noble family, but there is no sense of arrogance in him. Instead, he maintains a gentle and distant attitude.

The most important thing is that no matter who he faces, he can treat them with the same attitude. This kind of self-cultivation cannot be achieved by the tutors of ordinary noble descendants."

As he spoke, Albins breathed out.

"Also, at dinner a few days ago, two people took the initiative to invite him, but their attitude was very low. Even if they were rejected in the end, they did not show the slightest bit of displeasure.

One of them I once noticed, he was a member of the high-ranking aristocratic circle on the left side of the restaurant.

And Anwes also said that he is from Kallas City.

So, don’t continue to deceive yourself, dear sister. A person with extraordinary magnanimity, born in the city of Kallas, who can make members of the noble circle take the initiative to lower their status and invite people.

What do you think his last name is most likely to be?"


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