Mordred leaned against the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the library, reading quietly with a somewhat ancient book in his hand, and a trendy object called eyes on the bridge of his nose, I heard that it was passed from the realm of mankind, and it was used as an aid to restore the eyesight of those who read books and lost their eyes, but basically no one among the sub-elves would have eye problems, so this thing appeared more as an ornament in the Atlantean Empire. The reason seems to be that the wife of a certain nobleman felt that she had made herself more demure after wearing her eyes, and then she wore glasses and appeared at a high-class party, and her intellectual charm instantly made many people start to follow suit, and gradually began to become popular in the upper circles of the empire, but for most people, this is undoubtedly still a very impractical thing, because the import volume is small and the price is inflated.

In fact, Mordred didn't have much of a book to read, he had been in this brand new campus for a few months, and he had seen some of the senior colleges that were more than the senior colleges, of course, he was shocked to see him, so as time went by, there must be no way to hide his identity. After a brief shock, many students formed a small group with the goal of defeating him, among which the most students graduated from the empty academy.

He took the trouble to hide in the library to relax, after all, it was the only place where loud noises and fights were strictly forbidden.

Not to mention, after wearing small eyes, his appearance is really a little gentle, and the appearance of his eyebrows and well-defined faces actually have a kind of beauty of a tiger, so that several girls even have no intention of reading books and whispering in the distance.

Who doesn't like such an almost all-powerful man? The teacher is prominent, handsome, and has excellent circuits, and it can also make people feel very secure, the only thing that is not very pleasing is that he and his teacher Diaxun have the same temperament, they are both rigid and unsmiling, but from another point of view, this is also a very secure thing, after all, if there is such a boyfriend, it will never be possible to mess with flowers and grass outside.

So during this time, there have been a lot of senior sisters who have secretly sent autumn waves to him, but he just treats them as nothing.

In fact, Mordred's heart is not at peace, he is always troubled, and there are many problems that seem to be the tip of the bull's horns that always torment his heart.

"Do you know your teacher? In his head, Tabasis often rings in his head.

"Of course I know a lot. This was his first answer.

"Do you know what he looked like when he was young? It's not that long ago, about two hundred years. ”

Although Tavasis said that "it was not for a long time", it was also dozens of times longer than his life for a teenager, and he was afraid of his teacher, since Diason had never talked about his experience, then he naturally did not have the courage to ask.

"You've been imitating him, but you've only learned shapes, but you'll never really be as strong as him. As the old saying goes, students are like death, and you are not far from death now. Tavasis said this excessively, but Mordred did not look annoyed, but bowed down and asked Tavasis what he should do.

Tavasis stared at the bent young man with deep eyes, as if he was a little happy and a little disappointed, happy because he knew etiquette very well and was very much in line with the values of the tower, and the disappointment was indeed disappointed by Diasun, this child's character would not satisfy Diasun, the Pope was the Pope because of his self-confidence that made the vast Black Sea capital surrender.

Thinking back then, how indulgent and uninhibited and debauched Di Yaxun was, the old Pope said that he could top ten sentences, and Tabassis at that time didn't dare to get too close to them, and the old Pope couldn't help but shoot him to death, it's not a big problem, it's good to say, it's not good to hurt the pond fish.

But the kid in front of him was too rigid and restrained, and obviously not the kind of person who really recognized these rules, or rather, he only respected the group of people he thought were strong.

This is not a good sign.

"I'm giving you this book, and there's some very secret stuff in it, and I want you not to spread it. After you read it, you will naturally understand. Tavasis folded his robes in front of him, his expression indifferent.

Mordred bowed again and thanked the Lord of the Tower.

As Mordred got the slightly old parchment and was about to leave, Tabasis stopped him again, and then uttered the words that had made him suddenly enlightened, but still uncomfortable because he still couldn't break through the shackles.

"There is no such thing as perfection in the world, and the more you demand perfection, the more flawed you will actually appear to others, but most of your current peers still can't feel it. ”

He remembered that he had replied with the words of the tower master.

But Tavasis just smiled and pointed to his chest, and Mordred's eyebrows instantly darkened, because the place Tavasis was pointing at was the only wound he had suffered in Tabi, the almost incredible thunder spear.

Even...... Penetrated the defense of their own advent.

After that, the direction of my original study became how to make my talent stronger. Of course, generally speaking, there is no way to become stronger through acquired efforts, because talent means that you have a certain talent, if this bonus is quantified, it is constant, and it may be a function because of age, but it can be better played through exercise, because learning is good or exercise, in fact, it is very much like a process of doing business, the more time and energy invested, the more natural harvest will be, and it is no wonder that the elf king will put forward the "transaction theory" that is considered to be the ultimate utilitarianism.

As for learning, some people learn fast and some learn slowly, and for normal people, this is probably because the same amount of time is invested in studying, but some people are easily distracted and some people are very attentive. But for gifted people, they are naturally faster to accept than others, and if they have a talent such as sensitivity, it may be much faster. Some can even do things that are difficult for others to do.

It has also been mentioned that any gifted person will have a certain degree of learning ability bonus, but it is not as direct and powerful as Sensitivity. But Mordred's talent is an accident, it is said to be a "talent", but it is better to say that it is a "divine grace", because this talent is not simply enhanced by his physical or spiritual enhancement, but also requires a lot of faith to communicate with the god who guards him, and if he has a good relationship with God, he will be stronger when he comes.

But just like Mu En's talent, only one person can release the existence in his heart, the advent itself is rare, and no one can summon the true body of the god completely, but even so, this is a powerful talent that can determine the balance of the balance in the late stage.

So Tavasis's words were by no means untargeted, he saw through what Mordred was thinking, this is a person who is very demanding of himself, it may be that the dark yellow spirit of the Sea God Temple and the high pressure of Diason have made him like this, but this is not about Tavasis.

After Mordred left, a black suit stepped out of the room, and the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a lot because of the man's arrival.

"If you say that, it's too easy to kill. The man spoke, his voice like a deep magnet, cold but still irresistibly attractive.

"That's your problem, too, don't let the Holy Temple become a factory that only produces these gloomy things, okay. "Tabasis was not polite to him.

Di Yaxun was silent for a while, thought about his possible answer and the other party's possible answer, and felt that the winning rate was too small, so he still didn't talk to these scholars.

"The smell of your body is getting heavier. Tabasis seemed to casually mention it like this, which made the unsmiling Pope's expression a little embarrassed. As if he had no self-knowledge, Tabasis continued: "I did not expect that you did not marry at such an old age because you did not like human beings, and it is also the courage that makes my heart yearn for it. The son of Di Yaxun has always disdained the ordinary road. ”

"Just say a few words, you old madman doesn't have this ability, I think you're jealous of me. ”

Tavasis laughed, waved his hand and said, "That's really not at all, I'm afraid I'm not blessed." ”

"It's good that you know. ”

The two saints mocked each other in Tavasius's office, but no one heard that in the writings of later generations, both of them would inevitably be sealed in a coffin, and they, as 'contradictory but true people', were destined to be forgotten.

And when his thoughts returned to reality, Mordred's eyes still carried some incomprehension, the people in the book were so different from the people in his impression that he could hardly believe in its authenticity, and the old people often did not tell the children when they talked about the real story, so what the world was like was still to peep with ignorant eyes after all.

He looked up, and the sunlight shone through the window and on his eyes, and he could see the rainbow light from the side. Suddenly, he seemed to have decided what to do and stood up, he didn't know if he was doing right or not, and he didn't even know why there was right and wrong in the world, he showed that relieved smile for the first time, picked up the book and walked out, and even greeted his classmates along the road.

Walking out the door, someone was already waiting for him.

"You kid......"

"Come to war, fight, what so much nonsense. His eyebrows were furrowed, but the corners of his mouth were hooked into a smile, and he looked so handsome and evil. The next moment, there was the sound of waves.

What happened before was a few months ago, and of course Diaxun had already returned to the Sea God Temple now, he seemed to sense something, put down the teacup in his hand, and nodded with satisfaction.

"That's what makes me a saint. ”

Sackovik's autumn twilight is still warm, but a light rain adds a bit of coolness, and it may be time to put on long sleeves, or the common people may catch a cold in the unpredictable weather.

Mu En raised his head to feel the raindrops, not a hit, but in fact, it was a little uncomfortable, Simon next to him wanted to raise his hand to hold up the barrier for him, only then did he remember that he had no magic power.

In the Colosseum, the corpses of gladiators and fears are floating in the water that has been dyed red, but it seems that the people around them can't feel the coolness of life leaving, and they are still venting and roaring to their heart's content.

Mu En felt a little unhappy, in fact, if there is no other reason, the people who have died in this recently should be innocent lives, even if they are fierce beasts, they just want to survive, there are very few lives in the world that hunt just for play, in this regard, cats and people are very similar.

"I don't want to watch it. Mu En said softly, this sentence was not drowned in the sea of people, because he used his magic power to hand the voice directly to Simon.

Simon was once again amazed by Muen's magical control, although Muen's soul had cracked, and his mental power was not as good as before, it still didn't mean that he was behind.

It's just that the gap ahead of all his peers has been narrowed a little, but after narrowing this "some", the gap between him and geniuses of the same age can still be regarded as hopeless.

"Then let's go back. Simon himself didn't like this scene very much, he was a romantic man, he respected every life, and the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood reminded him of his first narrative poem, the boy, those lives.

Maybe it comes from the inner insistence on the bottom line, although I can tell the jokes I have experienced, to ridicule their death because of their own stupidity.

But I still grieve the loss of my life, even if I never show it.

That's why others never know about me.

Arnold saw the two of them get up, and hurriedly asked what was the matter, Mu En told him truthfully, and then Arnold's expression seemed a little embarrassed.

"There's still the main event, don't go yet, right?"

Mu En shook his head, turned his head and motioned to Arnold in the arena, where there was more than one corpse of a monster or a fighter, "If the main event is more killing, then I can't accompany it, I can believe that these people who have lost their lives are all unspeakable to stand in this meat grinder, and the monsters they face are also villains who have hurt people's lives." But I don't think that's a reason for them to kill each other. No matter what life becomes, it should not be an object of pleasure. ”

"No life should be a means, although I can't stop it, but at least I chose not to be an accomplice, and I deeply regret that I bought a ticket today. Muen took out the stub and recited a spell to burn it all.

But before he could leave, suddenly a strong magic pressure pressed everyone back to their positions, Mu En was a little stunned, he looked up, and found that a high-level magic wizard had descended over the Colosseum.

"This was supposed to be our finale, but the lord has just arrived, and he specially ordered this process to be advanced, presumably because everyone was too enthusiastic to make the lord change his mind and present this grand ceremony in front of everyone earlier. Let us, then, give our gods a loud shout of joy first!Our lords!Let our enemies pay their debts with blood!" With that, the magician hung high in the sky with his arms outstretched, and the great white light gradually condensed, and at this time the sailor warship appeared on the water, and when he looked closely, there were hundreds of men kneeling on it with their hands tied behind their backs.

"That's the purifying power. Although Mu En was not happy, because he couldn't move, he could only watch honestly.

"Now, show your battle cry!" As the words of the High Magister fell, the magic pressure was lifted, and everyone roared like crazy, and some even pounded the back of their chairs, like mad orc soldiers.

"It turns out that we sub-elves also have such a savage side. Mu En didn't know if it was sadness or loss, or both.

The light fell, and he understood what the kneeling people on the ship were, and he closed his eyes, not praying for the sorcerers, but simply thinking that their torture was actually no different from the sorcerers who killed people.

The screams came, but the crowd was more excited like bloodthirsty wolves, Mu En couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and surged to the circuit to transfer himself directly outside the Colosseum, and even cracked the isolation circle of the Colosseum, the light flashed, Mu En had already landed, and when his eyes were raised, he found that there were already several people waiting there in front of him.

"Who are you? "The questioner is the Magus who conducted the first round.

"Muen. Creel Muen. ”

"I haven't heard of that name, can I ask you how you broke the defense circle?" The magister saw that it was a child, and his expression was much more pleasant.

"Because your magic circle copied the formula of the "Formation", it looks very good, but it is actually very ordinary. "Although Mu En can be regarded as telling the truth, any grandmaster in the tower will basically agree.

But he was only fourteen years old...... It's still a virtual age, and it will make people feel very strange to say such things.

"Have you read the Formation?" the magister became a little interested, because this book is actually not read by everyone, only the students of the inner courtyard of the tower have the opportunity to consult it from the library, and they can't take it out or copy it, if they want to copy it out secretly, the saint will be reborn, because it's the saint's thing.

Mu En was silent for a moment, realizing that he seemed to have missed something that should not be said, and he looked behind him, as if expecting someone to relieve him.

"Are you in a hurry?" Mu En asked suddenly.

"You're no small thing. The Magister replied.

"I apologize to you, but I did something wrong. ”

"It's not enough to apologize, we need to take you away for investigation. ”

Mu En pursed her lips, but still said yes, but hoped to wait.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Friends who came to help me. ”

"We'll send someone to guard here, and you tell me what he looks like, and we'll take him to the investigation room when the time comes. ”

"......" Mu En seemed a little difficult to speak.

"But I don't know who's coming. Mu En felt that Arnold's identity might not be able to withstand such a big thing, and his great-grandfather was obviously not able to be in person, which would make things go wrong, because he didn't want to stay in the investigation room for too long. I've just overused my magic, and it's very rude to sleep when I go to someone's survey.

But he didn't realize it.

"Your words make me think that you are very suspicious, so let's wait here myself, I showed up just now, they will definitely recognize me. Take him away. ”

Things are getting a little awkward.