While the officers and soldiers of the Fourth Regiment were busy repairing the bathhouse, Trist, who lived on the second floor of the Qingyan Tower, finally waited for a new message from the Warhammer family master.

"Bang!"

The fine pottery teacup with the hot tea slammed into the head of the Warhammer Iron Guard.

"Rubbish! You dragged on for two days for such an important matter!"

Warhammer Iron Guard fell to one knee and let the tea with red blood trickle down his head, the pain making him tremble slightly, but he didn't dare to move:

"The young master is angry, the Praetorian Guard camp is tightly controlled, and ordinary news transmission can't come at all, if it weren't for the reason of taking you home, I'm afraid my subordinates won't be able to enter until now. ”

Trist sat on the top seat, his burly body trembled slightly with anger, he looked at the letter in his hand with a hideous face, and scolded through gritted teeth:

"Bastard, is this common news?"

"It's the stakes that are so high that my subordinates really didn't expect that Lord Lauren would hide it from you...", Warhammer Iron Guard defended.

Every word on the letter was like a sharp knife to Trist's heart:

"It's not just him, the whole Praetorian Guard is hiding it from me! they're all waiting to see my jokes!

He finally understood that Charles's strange eyes, Lauren's self-ashamed look...

It's all because he talked about apprenticeship in front of the eagles!

Thinking of this, he was like being bitten by ten thousand insects, and the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, and he hatefully forced a name from his clenched teeth:

"Charles... Griffin?

Is that how old things like these bed bugs?"

Where did the guard dare to accept such a rebellious remark, and hurriedly reminded:

"Young master, the head of the family has instructed, the lord has no intention of accepting apprentices, and the Praetorian Guard camp should not stay for a long time, and his subordinates will send you home in the near future. ”

"Go back, of course..."

The Warhammer Iron Guard was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of the fairy, but he heard Trist say again:

"Wait until I step on this bug before I leave!"

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"Phew..."Finally sending Ogu away, Charles collapsed on the couch in the hall alone.

"Oh no, I want to take a hot shower, it's over...", he thought of the bathhouse that had been smashed with a hole, and exhaled in frustration.

"Charles. Mebis's clear and transparent voice rang in his head again.

"Huh?" Charles was spending a lot of mental energy, and he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

"I found... I seem to be able to use magic too. Mebis hesitated, then uncertainly.

"What?"

Charles sat up from the couch with a ghostly expression.

The moment Mebis spoke, he clearly felt a field unfold from his crystallization and cover the edge of the main tower.

"Y-you..."

"I see, it seems that I can also mobilize the elements~"

There was undisguised joy in the cold voice.

"Flying Blades!"

Unlike Charles's kitchen knife, the flying blades summoned by Mebis are exactly the same size and style as described in the textbook.

I saw a two-finger-wide flying knife shoot out and nail it to the pillar of the hall with unmistakable accuracy.

"Good, it seems that the accuracy is fine. Mebis said quite smugly.

"You don't have to say it!"

Charles said angrily, he clearly sensed that the steel element in the air was no longer swimming irregularly, but slowly rotating around him.

"According to the teacher, once the magic is cast, the elements will continue to exist in this form unless the mage dispels the elements that have already been formed. Mebis summoned back the throwing knives from the wall.

"Well, that's right. Charles grabbed his textbook and listened to Mebis as he walked back to his room.

"In that case, it seems a bit wasteful to simply use the elements to shape and then throw shots..."

Mebis dismantled the knife into particles while mobilizing the elemental steel.

"Wow, what are you doing!"

With the rapid movement of the steel element, Charles seemed to be in his body for a while, and the power in his body quickly surged to the crystals in the back of his head.

"Hmm... It turns out that the energy is provided by you, it's hard work, hold on..."Mebis looked at the steel elements flying in the air, and estimated the progress: "Hold on for another hour..."

"I can't stand an hour!"

Charles walked to the bedside, feeling the rapid loss of physical energy, and his hands and feet were already starting to become sore.

Who knew that Mebis said slowly: "Hold on for another hour and you will be able to complete the frame." ”

"Frame?" Charles' face turned green when he heard this.

"Well, framework, I'm afraid it's going to be all done..."

The voice in his ears was getting farther and farther away for some reason, and before Mebis could finish speaking, Charles only felt that the sky was spinning, his feet were soft, and his eyes were suddenly dark.

Mebis was in high spirits controlling the room full of silver light, and the crystallized energy was suddenly cut off:

"Charles?"

Where could Charles answer him, and at the sound of Mebis's call, he fell head-on on the bed and passed out.

In the crystal, Mebis took a sip of resentment:

"Tsk, thirty-three seconds... It's useless. ”

A dreamless night.

The next day, Charles woke up with intense hunger.

"I'm so hungry..."

He moaned, trying to get up and forage for food.

Who knew that there was not even the slightest strength in his body, and he couldn't even turn over.

This feeling of losing control of his limbs was inexplicably familiar, so familiar that he trembled all over, and he woke up completely in an instant.

"What's going on? I..."

Charles struggled to recall, remembering the situation before he fell unconscious yesterday, and suddenly became angry and fled his consciousness into crystallization.

As soon as he entered the door, he scolded:

"Mei... Compare... You've done a great job!"

Mebis was still sitting under the sunlit window, holding a familiar pamphlet in his hand, and looking at it in the golden sun.

He glanced up at Charles's appearance covered in black smoke, put down the book without changing his face, changed his comfortable sitting position "enthusiastically", and greeted:

"Good morning, my young master Griffin. It's great that you're alive. ”

"I'm not good, I can't move now, what's the difference between being dead?"

Charles knew that everything here was just a false scene, and he couldn't help Mebis at all, so he sat down angrily, picked up the teapot on the table, and drank it to the spout.

"Of course it's different, have you forgotten this?" Maebis shook his delicate eyebrows and handed over the book in his hand.

"Extreme Breath!"

"Yes, your current state is the real limit, and the real only thing left is the strength to breathe. ”

Mebis nodded elegantly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a three-dimensional diagram of the human body structure appeared in front of the two of them:

"I studied the feasibility of this book, although the transformation efficiency is not high, but as long as the crystals and elements are connected, the energy on the elemental particles can be converted into biological energy to you, and you can use these energies according to the methods in the book, you can indeed strengthen yourself.

However, the teacher's method is summarized according to his own physique, which is still too conservative, and if it is used on you, it will lead to a lot of energy being wasted.

I've modified some of it slightly according to your body, so you can try it first. ”

Charles was worried about his body, and when he heard that there was a solution, he hurriedly picked up the book and read it carefully: "Hey, don't change it blindly, what should I do if my practice is broken?"

"You can't see the original anyway, according to your physical condition, maybe it will be cold after a while, just say you can't practice, right?"

"Damn, you remember it for me!"