When she heard that Ian wanted to learn magic, Isha covered her mouth and almost cried.

"Young Master...... You know...... You know that you've always said that magic is handsome, and you've always wanted to learn magic. ”

"Then why didn't you study then?" Ian looked at her suspiciously.

"Because you can't learn. Isha wiped her tears: "Later, Miss Gu Feier went to study, and her talent is not bad. ”

Ian rolled his eyes inwardly, thinking to himself that his body was such a dish.

"Let's learn and take a look, and get things out. ”

In his previous life, he was also a generation of soldiers, and if he can sit in his position, his outstanding learning ability will not be bad. Maybe it's just that Ian's learning methods are not good and his subjective initiative is not strong.

Just as he was thinking, Isha had already brought a large pile of books from the basement, and there was a magic behind her to carry dozens of heavy codexes, which were placed in front of Ian with a bang, and the room was full of dust.

"To be honest, it's only three days, and I can't learn anything. Isha wiped her sweat and said, "But I can at least teach you how to distinguish magic, how to prevent and dodge, if your physical strength is enough, the other party is weak, and the mage below the third order, it is still no problem to rely on some small means." ”

As she spoke, Isha pulled out a treasure box from the stack of books. When you open it, you can see that inside the dense latticework, there are a variety of badges and jewels inlaid with jewels, and the gems are full of brilliance and seem to be full of incredible power.

"Take it first, these are teaching tools, and they can also be used for self-defense. Isha also took off the necklace and ring from herself, which also contained powerful magical powers, and if Isha had a thought, these magic weapons could raze the place to the ground in an instant.

Of course, it is not impossible to raze the House of Lords.

"What is this?" Ian looked at the corner of the box, the gold badge that took up the most space. It seems to have the year written on it, as well as Isa's name.

"Oh, this is the chief badge of each student of the Black Tower, and the gold medal of the Black Tower's annual mage competition, and this, the outstanding graduates, and the rest are exclusive titles, which are generally golden, mainly collectible. ”

Ian picked up one casually, and it read: Most Contributor to the Code of the Year, Isa Shear, Immortal Page.

"That year I added 264 blank codes, of which 241 were self-invented spells, and the rest were extensions of some existing spells. Isha shrugged: "But there is no record, the record holder is an immortal page, I suspect that this old man snickered in his heart when he presented me with the award, heh." ”

It seems that this is not a master to be messed with, it is estimated that in the past few years, he has chosen to hide behind the scenes like him, and he is also a little overlord who puts his sword in the sheath and draws his sword to see blood.

But his father must have promised something, otherwise such a strong man would not be willing to be a noble housekeeper.

"Speaking of that student chief badge, isn't it, isn't it...... ...... hiss" Ian couldn't remember for a moment.

"Gu Fei'er, yes, the second-year chief. Isha put the treasure box away and put it back in the corner: "It's not a big deal, I have it every year." ”

Heh, Ian rolled his eyes inwardly again, and then opened the first codex.

But it took half a day to read half of the book, combined with Isha's explanation, Ian gradually understood the principle of the spirit spell.

The spirit spell is mainly composed of three parts: the spell, the magic circle, and the spiritual weapon.

The focus of spells is on awkward syllables and long chantings, and good mages don't memorize by rote, but increase the speed of casting by incorporating countless syllables into just a few words. The magic circle that requires both hands or even a special spiritual weapon to draw is stimulated by the spirit spell and transformed into countless syllables and vibrations, spreading to the surroundings, thus guiding the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and casting the spirit spell.

As for spiritual weapons, they are just storing energy.

"Learn to chant mantras, and your body will slowly condense a little spiritual power, as long as you can practice to cover your fingertips, you can start to learn to draw a magic circle. Isha stretched out her finger, and a blue light suddenly jumped on it: "At this stage, ordinary people need to study for about a year, and if you don't succeed in the end, it proves that you are not suitable for learning magic." The Codex is shared among all citizens in various libraries and can be practiced on their own and then go straight to the first grade in the Black Tower. It is also possible to pay money to enroll in pre-school and drop out after one year if you are not qualified. In fact, it was your father who initiated the Codex Sharing, and because of this, many students, including me, had the opportunity to go to the Black Tower, which in turn attracted more talented mages. ”

"I'll be honest, it's already a very standardized education model. Ian put down the book and looked out the window at the full moon, and before he knew it, the two had studied until the evening: "But I always feel something...... emmm...... Familiar. If the core of mantras is memorization, and there are no detours in this, then how do you train your magic circle?"

"Use this. Isha lifted an iron plate, and the tiny iron beads were connected into a very malleable plane, and her fingers crossed it, easily changing the shape: "The Black Tower uses this device to standardize the writing of the magic circle, and the strict teacher will use the spirit spell cloth to prohibit it, and if the writing circle is out of range, the fingers will be injured." ”

Isha moved her fingers, and a shiny, labyrinth-like circle appeared on the iron plate. As long as the fingers are moved within the forbidden area, the circle can be written perfectly without injury.

Now, Ian knew what was more familiar.

"I said, if I can put my spiritual power into my pen, can I also write spiritual spells?" Ian asked.

"Uh...... Yes, but the pen may not work as well as your fingers......" Isha put the board down, scratching her head.

"You can make a pen into a ritual instrument. ”

"Pen?" Isha picked up a pen from the table, dismantled the structure, and said to Ian, "How can you stuff a spiritual power crystal or magic bead into something so small? ”

"Have you ever seen that the tip of the pen is made of hair?" Ian snatched the pen, his wrist dangling in the air, and his four fingers pressed lightly against the pen, "That's how it is written." ”

Isha shook her head.

"Okay, I'll make one tomorrow. Ian smiled evilly, thinking that the knowledge he had brought from Huaxia Kingdom would finally be able to be used a little.

Isha couldn't make sense or understand it, so she could only pile up the textbooks on the table, and in a huffled manner, she copied a copy of the code and went into the bathroom to read it. Ian was left alone in the study, experimenting like a child getting a novelty toy.

This is not a bad thing, Isha glanced at the study, at least our new young master is still studious.

。。。

Three days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of afternoon tea in the House of Lords.

This activity is not known to the public, and in their eyes, it is nothing more than the bosses getting together to chat, which does not mean anything.

But from Isha's mouth, Ian learned that many important policies involving Manda Country were discussed at the tea party.

Even, including whether or not to support the Black Tower, was the conclusion that Ian III reached at the tea party.

But now that place, to Ian, is the Longtan Tiger's Den.

"What the hell do I need to do? Lie? I really won't. Ian straightened his arms as Isha tried on his latest outfit.

"Then what else can I say?" Isha used magic to remove all the dust from her clothes: "The young master is now grown up and has his own ideas. ”

Ian shrugged.

"Don't move. Isha tapped him on the shoulder.

Three hours later, the Ian family's carriage once again entered the gates of the capital. Ian could only eat a sandwich for lunch in the car, and it is said that the whole tea ceremony and wait was very long, until 4 p.m., before he could eat.

Outside the carriage, there was a gradual commotion. Ian lifted the curtain, and the road was lined with people who came to see the excitement.

Nemesis jumped into the carriage from nowhere, and the newspaper in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

In the latest "Speech Desert Daily", Ian casually flipped through his headlines, and the next page hung the results of his panic.

True: Lie = 38729:75269.

"If you can come out of the House of Lords, I'm sure a lot of people will think you're real. ”

"Hmph, if I can survive in the next half year, it doesn't matter if it's really true or not. Ian flipped through the newspaper, the news people in this world are worse than Huaxiaguo's literacy, full of lies, and there are still people who believe it.

Perhaps what they want is the truth hidden in a lie, just a few words.

"Young Master, the House of Lords has arrived. Isha's head appeared in the carriage: "Have you brought everything with you?" the House of Lords is not allowed to carry weapons, put my necklace on, if something really happens, I will go in and save you." ”

Before the words could be spoken, Isha and Ian's eyes fell on the seat at the same time, where a boxy thing was hidden in velvet.

Ian understood her eyes, in the capital, this thing can't be taken out casually. He sighed, straightened his clothes, and slowly stepped out of the carriage.

The entrance to the House of Lords, as well as the square farther away, was densely packed with people.

"Ian IV, the real Ian IV. ”

"Invitation to afternoon tea in the House of Lords, dukedom, does the House of Lords really admit that he is back?"

"Vote, vote, it's definitely a conspiracy!"

"Which side?"

"Stupid! Vote for him to tell the truth!" a member of the crowd looked at Ian IV's back, and the voting machine in his hand voted for half his year's income.

Ignoring the whispers of the crowd, Ian stood in front of the House of Lords again and glanced at the hostess at the door, who looked at him condescendingly with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"Ian IV, please show your invitation. ”

Ian handed them the letterhead, but the latter only glanced at it and didn't take it.

"Ian IV, please. ”

It's just a tower, but Ian feels at this moment.

It was an abyss.