I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

"Starlight!" Du Lin swung his hand violently from bottom to top, and the magic power in the gathered atmosphere formed an arc blade for a month and a half, releasing the ceiling directly with a snap.

There was no response to the attack hitting the ceiling, because the magic power in the atmosphere could not sustain decomposition one second before the attack.

The particles floated from the ceiling again, returned to Du Lin's surroundings, and sank into the body.

"Medea said that this kind of attack should require the addition of the characteristics of a magician to achieve an effective attack, right? For example, it is the same as the destructive suitcase traveling girl in the memory picture. First, the rules must be formed, and then the magic power can be reinforced. To achieve effective power." Du Lin said to himself.

According to his current situation, in fact, it is similar to those knights in the novels who have flame battle qi with burning and water-type battle qi with healing...and he should be regarded as a non-attribute waste of one of the categories.

However, Du Lin was not discouraged at this point. In those novels with no attributes, he was often the protagonist. In the end, he defeated God, married a princess and Miss Angel, and lived a leisurely life in the harem without shame or boredom.

"Now, 1000x10 can be divided into the first stage, 2000x10 is the second stage, 4000x10 is the third stage, and 8000 is the fourth stage... how about it?" This sentence is not talking to yourself but Asking questions about the system in the brain, after all, he doesn't want to talk too much nonsense every time.

[Understood, administrator, you are as wise as Aristotle. 】

"Really? I just think the novels in my head are very interesting. A middle-aged man with the third stage of fighting spirit can be a mercenary captain, and a young man with the fourth stage of fighting spirit is the genius of the Duke's family. This kind of protagonist template is ultimately They will all marry the Angel Princess of the Protoss..."

[There is no vindictiveness in this world, administrator.And no angels either! 】

"No, there are..." Du Lin glanced at the corner of the room.

When he first strengthened the fourth stage, he seemed to see a blond ghost girl with an angel-like appearance floating in front of him, and then disappeared without knowing why.

"Forget it, it might just be an illusion of being in a trance before." Shaking his head, Du Lin stopped thinking about this matter.

After nearly a month of strengthening, the Quantum Scale has brought 33 strengthening effects, and now he has raised his body from a mediocre body to an unknown level.

VS Heroic Spirit?

Probably the only way to know is to go to the singularity to test it.

But before that, it is better to spend a few days to get familiar with the current body.

"It's almost time to go out and meet people. I don't know how the situation in Medea is..." Du Lin said to himself, picked up a silver apple on the desk and bit it.

A few minutes later, Du Lin got dressed and walked out of the dormitory.

"Saber, you can be free again for a while." Du Lin said to the void at the door.

"Congratulations, Master." During the spirit transformation, the voice of the old sword came.

Du Lin 'patted' his shoulder, turned and left: "I'll see you later."

The old sword slowly emerged from the spirit body, looking at the distant figure in surprise, and then at the shoulder that was just patted... Can you catch his spirit body?

I don't know how far he has grown, but that self-abuse...it's not bad to have such strength.

After leaving the corridor, Du Lin went to Medea's dormitory again and knocked on the door.

There was no response from inside. After he waited for a while, the blond girl wearing a blindfold from the other side of the room snorted coldly: "That witch went out in the morning, Durin Gordo."

"Really? But you are Ophelia, right? You went to the singularity in 2004 and came back?"

Ophelia glanced at him coldly: "This has nothing to do with you. You have to be careful of other people, and you should also be careful of me. You are not qualified to act as the director's agent of the Human Security Agency."

"Hmm... It seems that it's not just talking. You seem to have murderous intent in your eyes? Interesting, I don't remember anything that offended you. Do we have any grudges?" Du Lin asked curiously.

Ophelia's one eye froze: "Of course!"

"That's a pity, unless there is a god to help you. Otherwise, you will not be able to kill me for the rest of your life, and you will have to work for me for nothing." Du Lin easily spread his hands and turned around: "Thank you for bringing me A message from Medea, goodbye, hot-blooded girl."

"Goo... don't you take me seriously? You arrogant bastard!"

Coming down from the girls' upper-floor dormitory again, Du Lin originally planned to go to Da Vinci's workshop to find Medea, but then he thought that if Medea was there, the plan discussed by the two of them eleven days ago would be the same. It's not done at all.

He stood at the corner and walked towards the director's room.

"Wait, Godot." In the shadow of the corner, a blond man with a sword on his waist called him coolly.

The corner of Du Lin's eyes moved: "You are that... oh, you are the genius of that family surrounded by stars, who is at the peak of his debut, but will eventually lose to the protagonist."

"I'm Kirshtalia...As the deputy director of Chaldea, and also as the younger brother of the clock tower, Godot, it's about time you remembered my name." Kirshtalia whispered .

"Understood, I will lose to the protagonist Kirshtalia." Du Lin nodded.

Kirshtalia: "..."

"Forget it, you don't seem to care much about the same sex. I'm waiting for you here because I have something to ask."

Du Lin was puzzled: "What?"

"Have you ever been to Athens?"

"You probably haven't been there before... Didn't you already know about my situation from Olga on the day when the master was candidate?"

"I found traces of your existence there," Kirshtalia said.

Du Lin frowned suddenly: "It's this kind of information again... In the world of magicians, only memory and knowledge can represent the essence of a person's existence! In that case, there is no doubt that I have never been there!"

"Haven't you ever thought about restoring your previous memories?"

"No, and I don't want to." Du Lin responded immediately. He shook his head: "If you said something to help me recover my previous memory, then don't say it. I'm not interested! Goodbye, magic genius."

Du Lin patted his shoulder like an old sword, and walked past him.

"This guy, the arrogance of 'I'm above you'...is really troublesome!"

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