Badge in Azure

Chapter 3: The last Metatron (Part 2)

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But Sarin reacted quickly. He widened his eyes and screamed: "Magic! You are a magician!"

With excitement in his voice, the last few words were almost choked back. Sarin never thought that a magician would appear in front of him. There have been no magicians in Ceylon for more than two hundred years. This does not mean that everyone does not know the existence of magicians.

The magician represents mystery, status, terror, and distance. Ordinary people have no way to contact the magician, only the nobles, emperors, the army, the rich and other classes can be lucky enough to know the magician.

Magicians are very wealthy people. They live in isolation and have huge magical powers. A magician can destroy a city, even in front of the emperor, the magician does not have to bow his head ...

In other words, the magician is a living legend. They built magic towers and practiced in the tower. The secular forces could not be restrained. Even in the event of war, any army of forces must walk around the magic tower. If an aristocrat is favored by a magician and has the opportunity to support the magician, the status of the aristocracy will immediately increase.

Sarin's brain was confused, and he was keenly aware that the appearance of this magician would change his own destiny. But he doesn't know how to grasp it, is he asking for more money? Will it make the magician unhappy?

gold! gold! bread……

"Is a hundred gold coins good? I will go to the city and buy you a small house, enough for you to live in." The magician looked at the child with pity. Sarin's thin body can directly count the number of ribs. There was still a dark green on the rib, which looked even more pitiful.

Sarin was defeated by the number of one hundred gold coins, and he almost immediately agreed to come down. But suddenly there was pain in his ribs. He took a cold breath, frowned, and bent down.

"Oh, let me see." The magician held Sarin with one hand, and released magic with the other. The cyan light shone, covering Sarin's body.

Sarin felt soaked in the warm water, the blue light penetrated from the skin, and the pain on his body disappeared.

A thought lingered in Sarin's mind, as if it was the temptation of the devil, and he was lingering.

"I don't want gold coins!" Sarin straightened and said, "Mr. Magician, please accept me as a student."

Sarin didn't know how to salute, he looked up at the magician's eyes. At this moment, his mood can no longer be described with anxiety. How would the magician react? Do you feel that you have insulted the profession of Master, will you turn over and kill yourself?

The magician's black eyes are deep and bright, like obsidian, as if there are internal textures. He looked at Sarin thoughtfully and said, "Do you want to be my student?"

"Yes, I want to learn magic." Sarin's voice was firm. Despite the fear, the rib injury hurt his heart. No matter how much money the house sells, there is no such thing as survival skills. If you encounter a thief, you may not be able to keep your life.

"It's hard to learn magic." The magician prevented Sarin from interjecting and continued: "Nine out of ten people can become magic apprentices, but out of a hundred magic apprentices, maybe only one or two become magicians. The power is not strong, it can only be used as a skill to make a living. If you become my student, you will not be allowed to change jobs without my permission. "

Sarin puffed down on his knees and bowed his head, "I am willing to be your student." He tried to make his words less vulgar and learned to use honorifics.

"Get up." The magician's voice became colder. He said in an unquestionable tone: "Even if you are a magic apprentice, you can't bend your knees to others. Remember, if you want to be my student, this is the end of your life. Kneel once. "

"Yes, teacher." Salin stood up happily. He knew that the magician had agreed to his request.

"What's your name, how old is it?" The magician's voice softened again.

"My name is Sarin Metatlin, and I'm 12 years old." Salin replied respectfully, but his stomach grumbled uncomfortably.

The magician smiled and said, "You go to change clothes and eat something. I'll wait for you in the living room."

"Well." Sarin promised and hurried to the second floor. He went back to the room, put on his coat, then went down the stairs and ran into the kitchen. Half a pack of Chen Mi on the stove was still there. He opened the oil paper bag, grabbed a handful of rice and stuffed it in his mouth.

"You just eat this?" The magician's voice rang at the door, and Sarin was startled. He stopped his hand and didn't know what to say awkwardly. The magician sighed, took out a piece of meat, and handed it to Sarin. Sarin's tears fell directly without even staying in the eye sockets for a moment.

He wiped his sleeves without eating meat, but said to the magician first: "Teacher, I will not cry in the future and will not embarrass you."

The magician watched the teenager tearing while gorging on, and said nothing. In fact, in his identity, even if he was given 10,000 gold coins, he might not be able to impress him to accept a student. Just seeing Sarin's first glance, he felt very intolerable. In Sarin's eyes, there was no life, all despair on the verge of death.

The magician didn't let Sarin do anything. He took out more meat and bread and put it in the kitchen. Sarin didn't know how these things came out, but he had no doubts. In his heart, the magician was omnipotent.

The magician asked Sarin to take a rest first. He watched Salin go to chuang and performed a hypnosis. Sarin's eyes were dark and he immediately fell asleep. When he opened his eyes, he felt hungry again. The magician's voice rang in his ears: "You look around first, get familiar with the environment, and then come to the living room."

Magical magic, this sound is sent directly to the ear, not light or heavy. Sarin sighed and jumped out of bed. His shoes were dry. He put on his shoes and found that there were more doors in his room. The room has also changed, with tables and chairs, and cabinets with huge dressing mirrors.

The entire room was spotless as if it had been cleaned. The furniture is not new, the bed has more mattresses, quilts and pillows. He slept so badly, he didn't feel anything. When I opened the door, the corridor was also very clean. Several doors were installed and some oil paintings were hung on the walls. When everything was like his parents were still alive, Sarin had the urge to cry again, but this time, he refrained.

There are eight rooms on the second floor, four large and four small. Sarin's room was small, at the end of the corridor. He looked at each room, all four large rooms were transformed into study rooms, one of the remaining three small rooms was a bedroom, and the other two doors could not be opened.

To Surin's surprise, the entire second floor was re-paved, the doors and windows were repaired, and numerous mysterious symbols were added. The walls were repainted, and the ceiling was so clean that no spider could see them.

The house became very unfamiliar, and Sarin walked down the stairs restlessly. The first floor lobby was already furnished and the kitchen was full of kitchenware. Sarin didn't go to the basement. He came to the living room and pushed open the door. Even though he had been mentally prepared, he opened his mouth wide and looked at the living room completely changed in surprise.

A huge table was placed in the center of the living room, and no material could be seen. The rectangular table was filled with utensils that Sarin did not recognize. Various utensils were strangely shaped, and a black flame was still burning under a crucible. There was only one chair around the table, and several cabinets stood against the wall, and the cabinets were filled with things.

Nothing Sarin knew. He only saw mysterious symbols everywhere. Crystal lights hung on the ceiling. The lights were softly sprinkled, but no light and shadow could be seen.

The magician looked up and said softly: "Sarin, you wake up and get your own food, and then we talk."

"Teacher, let's talk first, I'm not hungry yet." Sarin stood at the table in a formal manner, feeling uneasy.

"Okay, let me say it first. My name is Jason Stanson, Qin Yin Empire, level 5 magician. As my student, I ca n’t give you too much guidance because I do n’t have that much time. I ’ll start Teach you a reading magic, this is a level 0 magic, if you can master this magic, I will teach you the law of meditation. Then you can read magic books and master the magic knowledge by yourself. Before you become a level 10 apprentice, I will not give you any other guidance. "

"Level 10 apprentice?" Sarin asked carefully, he didn't understand what a level 10 apprentice was.

"There are 10 levels of magic apprentices. In the stage of magic apprentices, you can only master level 0 magic. Level 0 magic is magic that can be cast without magic strings, as long as you have enough mental power and affinity for the corresponding elements. That ’s all. The amount of mental power determines your ability to control magic, and elemental affinity determines how many magics you can release in a row. If one of the two is unqualified, you ca n’t be a real magician. "

"So how to advance?"

"A level 1 apprentice can cast two level 0 magics in a row, a level 2 apprentice can cast four level 0 magics in a row, and so on. When you can cast 20 level 0 magics in a row, I will guide you how to become a magician. . Well, now I teach you your first level 0 magic. "Jason Magician said, reading a strange syllable spell. At the same time, his hands also made a fixed magic gesture.

"If you do this, you can learn words and magic from books." Jason repeated the spell and Sarin followed him over and over again. After three passes, Sarin was able to pronounce the spell exactly, without any problems with gestures.

"Okay, you can practice by yourself. After success, I will teach you the law of meditation. Then you can read the books I prepared for you. From the first room, I have not finished reading the books in this room , Just do n’t go to the next room. "

"Yes, teacher." Sarin bent over to salute, and met the nobility to the people of Ceylon.

The magician Jason shook his head, and then thought again, the matter of etiquette, let me talk about it later. He did not correct Sarin's behavior and waved his hand to signal Sarin's departure.

Sarin took the door and walked briskly to the kitchen. He found a box for storing rice noodles, but he was so hungry that he simply took off the dried meat and ate white bread and water, and ate it happily.

While eating, he recalled the magic he had just learned. Whether it is a spell or a magic gesture, he feels not difficult. Especially the mantra, he remembered it the first time, and only corrected the pronunciation twice. It seems that he is still talented, at least not stupid. Thinking of this, Sarin felt a bright future.

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