"Uh... I'm sorry, there was a bit of a misunderstanding... You said..." Chris coughed twice awkwardly, and then said to Ronsardele.
Ronsardele snorted, and then said: "Under normal circumstances, I only need to input about one thousandth of the magic breath contained in a bottle of magic supplement liquid into your body, and your body will react."
"The specific reaction basically depends on the individual's talent. After all, this is a test for young children. Adults can also take this test, but it is more troublesome. After all, although many adults have magical physiques, they have missed the age of learning magic.
." He looked at Chris and said.
"You...Okay, let me tell you about your situation in detail. In your body, I first injected a bottle of magic replenishing fluid with magical aura, but there was no response. Then I increased the amount, probably to a normal level.
The total amount of magic aura in a magic apprentice's body." He explained carefully, trying to make Chris understand his situation.
In fact, Chris has roughly understood what just happened. He has roughly understood it since the Grand Magister Ronsardele said the word "infusion".
He had been living in the forbidden magic realm before and had no contact with magic, so the magic tree in his body did not have the "nutrients" to sprout and break out of the ground.
Because he was afraid of being assassinated, he had never been close to a place with a magical atmosphere. He had never been to the Veronsa area, so he had no problems until just now, when Ronsardele injected magic into him.
energy!
"To be honest, your magic capacity is so large that it shocked me. I wanted to fill your body with magic, but I found that my own magic power was not enough." Sure enough, Lonzadelai
Then Chris' suspicion was proved.
Once the majestic magical energy of a great mage was poured into Chris's body, the dormant magic tree took root, sprouted and grew vigorously.
Then, no matter how much magic energy Lonzadelai injected, it was completely absorbed by the big tree, and not a bit entered Chris's body...
Therefore, the test just now failed, Chris did not receive a real test, and Ronsardele was deceived by the magic tree that he did not understand and never knew existed.
"After I consumed about one-third of the magic energy in my body, you still showed no signs of exploding... This shows that your basic magic storage ability is no worse than mine." He said depressedly.
He understood what had just happened. He tried hard to fill Chris with magic energy, but found that Chris' bottle was much larger than the bottle he used to pour water.
"There's nothing wrong with that. I might be a magic genius." Chris said eagerly.
In fact, Chris felt a little regretful. After all, what Lonzadelai just said was that he only used about one-third of his magic energy reserve. Chris felt that if Lonzadelai was a little more stupid and used all his magic,
The energy was infused into Chris's body, and Chris might have directly opened up the Ren and Du meridians, oh no, opened up the two big trees in his body.
Fortunately, now, more than half of the big trees about magic cannot be used at all, and most of the branches about the integration of magic and technology are also dark and cannot be opened.
"If you have one thousandth of my magic capacity, you can say that you are a genius... Your Majesty Chris, you are a monster, or in other words, you are a huge problem!" Ronsardele analyzed seriously
road.
He looked at Chris seriously again and stretched out two fingers: "I think you may be a more powerful being than the Grand Magister."
"You mean... Dharma Saint, or Dharma God?" Chris recalled the plot of the novel in his mind and joked with a smile.
"A very good adjective. You may really be a Dharma Saint, or a Dharma God, or the God of Magic!" Ronsardele nodded in agreement, and his seriousness made Chris panic.
"Or!" Ignoring Chris's panic, he continued: "You may be in a forbidden magic realm! Your body is a forbidden magic realm. In your body, any magical energy will be swallowed up or obliterated."
"It seems that you are more inclined to the second possibility?" Chris stared at Ronsardele and asked curiously.
Ronsardele nodded and admitted: "Yes, I prefer the second explanation. Because I don't feel any magical affinity in you. A person who can contain countless magical energy, but
No magic is used, this is simply...a blasphemy against the Dharma Saint or the Dharma God."
As a great mage, he can tolerate the fact that Chris is a magician, and he can also accept the fact that a magician is knocked to the ground by a mortal, but he absolutely cannot tolerate the fact that a person who does not know magic becomes a magician.
…
It's like one's ideals have been trampled on, it's like one's idol has been ooxxed, it's like a general giving up the position he holds fast, it's like a nun insulting the God in her heart.
"Then I'm a useless person with magic..." Chris felt that he could still be saved. He had seen cars speeding on the road and spaceships soaring in space. Chris said that he was still satisfied with his flying skills.
Be more interested.
Probably because they fantasized about nothing. Ancient people dreamed that one day they could fly in the sky and run on the ground without riding a horse. But after modern people got used to all this, they began to dream about killing immortals with flying swords and splitting mountains with one palm.
Like a master of fantasy.
Although, in the imagination of most humans, the unrealistic powers they imagine are even less powerful than today's high-yield nuclear weapons, or genetic weapons, chemical weapons, and bacterial weapons.
Chris probably also has this fantasy, so rather than using nuclear deterrence to protect himself, he would rather make himself a powerful magician.
"At least it shows that you are not an ordinary mortal." Ronsardele comforted Chris with some regret. After all, compared to the large amount of magic breath he spent, Chris, who was in a treasure mountain, could only return empty-handed.
Poor guy, he really deserves some comfort.
Then, suddenly, the great mage realized something, looked at Chris curiously, and asked slowly and word by word: "What did you just say?"
"What did I just say?" Chris asked a little confused: "I just said...then I am a useless person with magic?"
"That's not it! Go further ahead!" Ronsardele had a wicked smile on his face, looking disrespectful.
"A little further ahead? What did I say? What about Dharma Saint and Dharma God?" Chris expressed that he was very innocent.
"No, we have to go further! Go further!" Ronsardele obviously had no intention of letting Chris go and continued to ask.
Chris thought for a while and then continued to ask: "Do you want to go further? I might be a magic genius?"
Ronsardele continued to shake his head.
"The one I interrupted you with?" Chris' face turned slightly red.
"That's almost it, keep moving forward!" Ronsardele continued shaking his head.
"I'm sorry, I have someone I like...this sentence?" Chris asked awkwardly.
"The next sentence!" Ronsardele said with an expression on his face: "I know you want to fool me, but I just won't give you this chance."
"Shouldn't I interrupt you after this sentence?" Chris refused to admit it.
"I just heard someone say, 'I would rather Miss Vivian have any thoughts about my body'..." Ronsardele showed his old teeth and said with a smile.
"Did you hear wrongly..." Chris continued to refuse to admit it.
Ronsardele suddenly stopped smiling and sighed with some pity: "Oh, I originally thought you liked Vivian very much. In fact, she is a very good little girl. You two are very suitable together.
."
"For a magician, being more than a hundred years older than you is not a problem. Maybe you will die before him... Moreover, Vivian learns magic very quickly, and she can already maintain her appearance at a young age.
At this point... you are not tempted by a beauty who will never age?" This old glass suddenly evolved into Yuelao, which made Chris a little uncomfortable.
Immediately afterwards, the Grand Magister-level Yue Lao continued to be tempting: "You represent Ellen Hill, and she can also represent Grecken. This marriage may become the greatest love story in the world."
Thinking about Vivian's graceful figure and that beautiful face... Chris swallowed a gulp of saliva and found it difficult to control some of his body changes. In theory, his humanoid self-propelled plotting machine was still a
A virgin, and a shy virgin with a lot of otaku attributes.
Then, in the next second, Chris remembered Vivian's chatter, whose needs had never appeared. Then he glanced at Ronsardele, who was praising Vivian. The more he looked at him, the more he looked like a salesperson selling a faulty TV...
…
"That..." Chris interrupted Ronsardele softly.
Ronsardele stopped curiously and stared at Chris, waiting for him to speak.
Chris thought for a while, organized his words, and asked tentatively: "You didn't dislike Vivian's nagging, so you gave her to me, right?"
That's right, at this moment, Chris was possessed by a steely straight man. He was unparalleledly hard and upright.
"Alas..." Ronsardele, who had been a little excited just now, looked like he had come from before. He reached out and patted Chris on the shoulder, and said sympathetically: "You are still too young... Your Majesty, you are still too young."
! It will be fine in a few years, really, don’t be too sad.”——
There will be another update in the middle of the night. Let’s read it tomorrow... These chapters will make everyone laugh and lighten the atmosphere. It’s too heavy, hehehehe.
