Chapter 300: Magic Talent
Nimgefu Before heading to the checkpoint at Storm Hill, a man was sneakily squatting in the grass, observing the heavily guarded military stronghold.
The person squatting in the grass was none other than Imrik, the Prince of Caledor, who considered himself to be unparalleled in bravery. At this time, he was staring carefully at the place guarded by multiple types of soldiers.
After a cursory look, there were at least eighty people, including six people wearing knight armor, who looked like Knights of Gray. These elite warriors were patrolling with soldiers and hounds, keeping an eye on every corner.
Just when Imric was about to find a blind spot in his field of vision to kill all the enemies, Lao Mi's words came out.
"Why, you have lost all your courage? You rushed into the Chaos army alone before."
Imrik didn't pay attention to being teased. Instead, he gave Lao Mi a look of contempt in his heart. If he is in such a reckless state now, If you rush into the crowd with dogs, you will immediately be beaten to the pulp by the three-dog slaughtering array, and then greeted by a dung fork.
It feels a bit troublesome, so I can't choose to be reckless. I need to brush some runes first to restore some strength.
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On the sixth day after arriving at the junction, in the basement of a certain inn ruins, Imrik kept nodding to the woman wearing a stone mask who spoke in front of him, trying to show that he understood what she said. Obscure theoretical knowledge.
"The origin of pyroxene magic comes from the starry sky, and its theoretical basis..."
The woman standing in front of the desk explained some basic theories, but looking at the confused eyes and nodding movements of the new disciple in front of her, she knew This guy was just trying to show that he understood.
So I stopped explaining the theory, because I had been kicked out of the academy for too long, and now I want to accept a faded person with no talent as a disciple.
Serian took out two scrolls and a staff, handed them to Imrik, and said,
"I think you may not be interested in understanding these basic theoretical knowledge, so why not just try the power of magic. "
The magician is waiting for this disciple to retreat. His talent in combat is far higher than that of magic. There is no need to study here.
And Imric also took over the staff and scroll. This scene couldn't help but remind him of the fragments in his memory. When he was a child, he was sent to Ronin to test whether he had magic talent. As a result, the hard Ysrama silver staff, It broke two days after being used to pound wooden piles.
To be honest, I don't think I have any magic talent. My original idea was to quickly solve the problems here and return to the medieval world, but Lao Mi wanted to know about the magic here, saying that he was very interested in this magic system that originated from the stars. , so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and worship Se Lian as my teacher.
Opening the scroll, through Se Lian's text comprehension spells, I can already understand the words of this world. They are the two most basic spells - pyroxene magic gravel and pyroxene arc.
But the densely packed tadpole-like symbols on it made Prince Long feel his scalp numb. Magic originally required long-term immersive learning and good talent, but he had neither, so he could only call Lao Mi. "Old guy, learn on your own, and cooperate with my movements to cast the spell later, otherwise you won't be able to learn magic in the future." "Yeah."
Lao
Mi agreed casually, and quickly became immersed in these two things. Among the completely different magics that it has come into contact with before, most of its magic knowledge comes from the manuscripts left by the dragon tamer in the palace. It does not just rely on talent to cast it, but also has good attainments in magic.
After an unknown amount of time, when Imric felt that his hands were sore and his feet were numb even when he stood, Lao Mi finally said it was okay.
After getting Lao Mi's reply, Imrik immediately raised his staff and said confidently to the magician Ser Lian sitting on the chair,
"Teacher Ser Lian, I will let you know what genius is, Kaller. Many people are not only strong in combat ability, but also have outstanding magical talents."
Serian didn't know what the Caledonians were. Maybe it was just a place outside the border, but after hearing Imric's words, he still reached out to The moss-covered wall next to him made an invitation gesture, indicating that he could cast a spell and have a look.
"Old guy, don't embarrass me, otherwise I will collect all the things you hid in the palace." After receiving the instructions, Imrik threatened Lao Mi in his heart. This was the origin of this matter. If If you dare to do something embarrassing to yourself, don't want any of those shining crystals.
Minas Nir didn't reply, and just asked Imrik to pretend to raise the staff and shake it casually.
The pyroxene at the top of the staff began to emit a faint blue light, and seemed to have reacted. As the "magic apprentice" waved the staff, a piece of pyroxene rubble the size of a human head appeared from the staff, dragging it with it. The long peripheral vision flew towards the wall, and after a sound of crystal shattering, a big crater had been blasted out of the hard rock.
Um?
Se Lian, who was originally waiting for this disciple to be unable to cast spells, immediately widened his eyes. He had never seen someone learn magic for the first time and use the introductory pyroxene magic gravel like this. Could it be that he had made a mistake? This disciple might really be a genius.
"You try the pyroxene arc." Selian, who was still a little doubtful about Imrik's magical talent, immediately asked him to cast another spell. If this disciple's talent is really so high, maybe the academy's affairs are not unsolvable... ...
Imric didn't think much after receiving the order. He didn't owe him anything. Instead, he taught him magic. He couldn't be angry because of such a tone. Now he is just a little fader in the border area, not a card. Prince Ledoron.
So without any hesitation, under Lao Mi's help, a curved arc of pyroxene that was as big as a guillotine knife appeared from the staff, creating a deep crack in the target rock wall like cutting tofu.
Even Imrik, who "cast" this magic, was shocked. Although this effect could only be achieved by casually slashing with the Dragon Fire Sword in the past, he still has to think about what his body is like now. , I really didn’t expect that Lao Mi still had a deep talent for magic.
After completing the entry test, Imrik looked at Se Lian with confidence. This ability was impressive. Although compared to the ancestors of the dragon tamers, the destructive mage was just a drop in the bucket, but It is also a big improvement. Presumably, his old man has a spirit in the maelstrom, and he will be happy that there is a person with magic talent in the family.
"How about it? I'm pretty talented, right? Tell me all those magics quickly. When I become the King of Elden, I will make sure to grant you the title of the Supreme Mage of the border area." (End of Chapter
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