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But he didn't say much, just found a place to sit down and waited quietly.

This is not the first time this has happened.

Every time he saw Serlian, he was either studying magic or on the way to study magic.

By the way, although Se Lian has been wearing that strange hood on her head, judging from her voice, she should still be very young.

He is also the person who treats him best in the whole borderland, the person who doesn't have any extravagant demands.

It's just that the ending is miserable...

"Apprentice, I've been waiting for a long time."

After a while, suddenly a pair of clean and white feet appeared in his field of vision, slowly raised his head, and saw Teacher Se Lian standing in front of him.

"Ah, it's okay, but you, teacher, have you finished your work?"

He's always been curious about one thing. Doesn't this teacher Su Lian feel uncomfortable standing on the ground without shoes?

Obviously there are so many crystal fragments on the ground.

Although this is just her phantom, the main body is not wearing shoes...

However, out of politeness, he never asked the question.

"Hmm...my research has temporarily encountered a small bottleneck..."

Cerlian pondered for a while, then suddenly changed the subject.

"How is the pyroxene meteor practice given to you last time? Come and let me see."

"Oh."

Regarding the teacher's request, he stood up without the slightest hesitation, took out Luthert's pyroxene staff and waved it back.

Immediately, a mark of Rhea Lucaria Academy of Magic appeared in front of him, and three blue magic meteors with slender tail flames appeared out of thin air and flew into the distance.

——Boom!With a sound, the wall in front suddenly collapsed, and even a few roots inside were cut off.

"..."

Is this power really a pyroxene meteor?

Serlian was a little skeptical of life.

"Mr. Selian, how are you doing?"

Well, it's still a familiar expression.

"...cough...um..."

Su Lian, who was stunned, was brought back to consciousness by his voice, cleared his throat, and continued: "I did not misread you, your qualifications are indeed very good, it can be said that among the people I have ever met, your qualifications are the most OK."

Except for the initial encounter, Cerlian has maintained this statement.

But even in the first years, Selian never left him. Even if he was stupid and couldn't learn, Selian taught him hand in hand.

Although his mouth is very strict, his heart is very soft, and he will encourage him from time to time.

I still remember that it took him more than half a month to learn only one pyroxene magic.

Those years were probably the best years in the borderlands.

"However, apprentice, although your aptitude is very good, don't be proud. In the field of magic, you are still a baby, extremely immature, and have just learned to walk. Only when you recognize your immaturity can you become a qualified magician. division...."

Not only did he not refute this point, but he strongly agreed with it.

For him now, magic is just a tool, a tool used to kill enemies.

But the role of magic is not just that.

The essence of magic is a kind of knowledge, and its application is only the most superficial function.

And the magicians themselves are also a group of lunatics who have a strong thirst for knowledge and discover knowledge and truth.

After a deep understanding, you can even create magic by observing its origin.

Such as Yazler's Comet, Professor of Magic Yazler.

But the people who observed the origin basically didn't end well...

"By the way, apprentice, bring the staff in your hand and let me have a look."

"Ah."

He nodded and handed over the staff.

"Oh, it's actually Professor Luthert's staff..."

Se Lian, who took the staff, looked at it carefully, his eyes full of nostalgia, and then looked at him again.

"Since you have obtained this staff, you should have gone to the magical town of Selia, which was eroded by scarlet corruption, to find and meet Professor Luthert who was locked in the prison, right?"

"Well, I have seen it, but it is sealed by magic, I can't save him..."

His expression was still calm, but there was a bit of sadness in his tone.

But in fact, he told a little lie.

In this reincarnation, he did not find Luthert, even though he knew where Luthert was being held.

Although doing this is somewhat sorry for Professor Luthert, but at least it can delay the time for the teacher to turn into a ball.

"Really? Is that so..."

Selian subconsciously looked up at the ceiling, then looked at him again, nodded and handed back the staff.

"Teacher, I have a question."

"Yes, that's good. Now that you know how to seek knowledge, it means you have taken the first step to becoming a qualified magician. Tell me."

"Teacher, what is the essence of pyroxene magic?"

If he doesn't know this, he can't change the teacher's ending at all.

That posture, that shape, after reading the Necronomicon, I found that it was somewhat similar to the assimilation described above.

"Ugh...."

Hearing his question, Cerlian could not help sighing, as if outraged.

"Apprentice, didn't I teach you about the origin of pyroxene magic last time? Didn't you remember?"

"Forget it, let me tell you again now."

Although she looked a little angry, she still explained the origin of pyroxene magic to him in a leisurely manner.

"The so-called pyroxene is the amber formed by the stars; and the pyroxene magic is to explore the stars and the life of the stars..."

"No teacher, that's not what I meant."

He shook his head, "I want to ask, is the essence or origin of pyroxene magic really that simple?"

He is not a professional magician, even if he wanted to explore these things, he couldn't start.

Even in the age of stars spent with Lani, they still haven't deciphered everything in it.

If it's as simple as Teacher Serlian said, why did the teacher eventually become an indescribable spherical creature?

What is the origin of pyroxene magic?

Why does it look like the San value is cleared and assimilated as if I saw the Outer God?

Even the fundamentalist prayer of the golden law—the regressive principle—was only able to restore a little bit of consciousness to Selian, why on earth?

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In the end, he still didn't get the answer he wanted from Serlian.

Walking out of the basement, looking at the blue sky with a melancholy expression on his face, he looked down at the key in his hand.

This was the key to the seal that Se Lian gave him before leaving. Luther was locked up.

And hope he can rescue Professor Luthert.

However, he had no such plan.

He didn't intend to tell Serlian where Luthert was, and he would declare his death directly at that time.

As I said before, although I am very sorry for Professor Luthert, doing so can at least slow down the speed at which the teacher turns into a ball.

Can give him more time to find a way to rescue.

"Forget it, don't want to worry about it..."

He shook his head, temporarily put the matter aside, and rode his beloved Toret to the Weeping Peninsula leisurely.

At the same time, I opened the chat group, intending to change my mood.

He didn't particularly care about whether Moen City fell, he could pull it if he could, and Irena's death was not that important to him.

All this is just to verify a conjecture, whether Irena is Haida's conjecture.

However, as soon as I opened the chat group, I found a strange ID in it.

Is there a newcomer here?

Tony Stark: "OK, I already understand the basics. Thank you, beautiful lady. @ Fujiwara Chika"

Fujiwara Chika: "It's okay, since everyone is gathered together, it is natural to help each other."

Tony Stark: "Then as a thank you, can I invite you to dinner with Ms. Fujiwara?"

Forever 17 years old: "Ah, I didn't expect that little sister Fujiwara would be teased one day, ha ha ha ha ha."

Fujiwara Chika: "...Mr. Stark, I am still a high school student, your behavior is a crime. (Smile)"

Tony Stark: "...Sorry, please allow me to retract my foreword."

North North North North: "You bad thing.jpg"

The faded person who wanted to save his wife: "What's the situation? Is this a newcomer?"

Fujiwara Chika: "Ah, Mr. Fade! That's right, there is indeed a newcomer, and he's an American."

Tony Stark: "Chairman of Stark Industries, Tony Stark, just call me Mr. Tony."

Tony Stark: "Oh, yes, if you want to buy arms, please make an appointment in advance, because I don't know if there is a schedule."

Tony Stark: "Just kidding, I love peace, but peace will cost me my job."

The fader who wants to save his wife: "..."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel like this Tony Stark is a bit talkative and a bit arrogant?

But adhering to the politeness, I still introduced myself.

The faded person who wants to save his wife: "Hello, I am an unknown faded person from the borderland, just call me a faded person."

Tony Stark: "Oh, Junction, as weird as your name."

Fujiwara Chika: "However, Mr. Fade is very strong."

Tony Stark: "Oh, really? Uncle Tony is looking forward to it."

Tony, who was sitting in the office of the villa, looked at the chat group that only he could see.

The smile on the face gradually became presumptuous.

I was really surprised by this chat group at first, and thought it was someone's prank.

Later, I found out that it didn't seem to be the case. There were monsters, demigods, and gods of death in it, which only existed in legends.

Although I still have doubts about this, I am gradually becoming interested in this so-called chat group.

What's more, now there is a place name called Junction, and there is a guy who claims to be a fader.

But the fader?

What means?

Discolored person?Someone who lost their color?

"Forget it, the time is up, let's go to the casino to relax first."

Glancing at the clock on the desk, he stretched heavily.