After arriving in the living room, perhaps bored, the cat left the room decisively after staying for a while and returned to the roof to bask in the sun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Leave Mila Jenny alone to face Hayberion. In the face of the giants of the wizarding world, even Mira Jeanne is inevitably a little nervous. And she was still worried about the situation with Woz, so she acted even more absent-minded.

"Miss Strauss don't worry, you should know more about Monsieur Frenner's abilities than I do, and I believe it will not be difficult for him to learn a magic. Hayberrien said.

Mira Jenny nodded: "Yes, I know this very well. But now he's in a bad state. ”

"Is it because of the previous war? I have received detailed information, and it was indeed the largest war in half a century. Fairy Tail's performance is excellent. Hayberian did not hesitate to praise him, "It is worthy of the guild created by Mebis!"

Mira Jenny held the teacup with a heavy heart, everyone in the guild did do a good job, but what about herself?

Nothing has been accomplished! The self-blame that the girl had repeatedly deliberately ignored came to her mind again. Sora has the title of S-class magician, but he has not made a contribution to it, what is the meaning of his existence?

In the war, even his younger brother Aeluffman broke through the shadow in his heart, successfully liberated the strongest force, and achieved great results. And what about yourself?

She couldn't help but clench the cup in her hand. Woz is now working upstairs to improve his strength, even if he is already that strong! Because after that, Woz will face more powerful enemies and fiercer battles, and not only him, but also the guild will continue to face more difficult challenges. How long will I be able to carry the name of this S-class magician? Everyone is constantly moving forward, and only themselves are still immersed in the pain of the past and cannot extricate themselves.

Mira Jeanne told herself, I can't go on like this, I must regain my strength, I must become stronger! Otherwise, I will not even be qualified to keep up with him and be his pawn!

Hayberrien watched the girl fall into deep thought, and his hundreds of years of experience naturally made him see the girl's troubles.

"Miss Strauss, I have heard of your deeds, and the name of the demon is also very strong. ”

Mira Jenny smiled wryly: "That's just a thing of the past......"

Hayberian chuckled softly, but no longer argued, but began another topic.

"Do you know what magic I'm best at? Oh, blood magic, of course, I mean what exactly blood magic looks like...... Let me tell you, it's the Sword of Blood, it's very simple, it's about using blood to condense into the shape of a sword, and then it's rushing up to fight with swordsmanship. As if thinking of something funny, he couldn't help but laugh again, "I think that in the beginning, in order to cooperate with my magic, I also spent twenty years practicing swordsmanship. So don't look at me as old, but if it's really about swordsmanship, there are not many people in this world who dare to say that they really surpass me. Even the first goose in Broken Wall City is also my junior. ”

It's hard to imagine that the most powerful magic of a Four Heavenly Kings of the Wizarding World in the early years was nothing more than using magic to make a sword, and the most powerful means of combat was to attack with a sword!

Mira Jenny was suddenly surprised, not everyone can be like Elusa, who is a magician but refines her martial arts. Elusa also determines her fighting style because of her magic. And Hayberion's blood magic is clearly not suitable for melee style. With those twenty years, with his natural qualifications, specializing in the in-depth development and research of blood magic, what he can achieve is definitely far more than what swordsmanship is practiced!

"Isn't it strange? Because fencing was popular among the nobles of the kingdom at that time, I also thought it was handsome to fight with a sword!" said Hayberrien laughing willfully, and as he spoke, his nails slashed on the palm of his hand, cutting a wound, and the blood gushed out, condensing but not dissipating, gradually turning into a slender blood-colored sword. The blade of the sword is carved from pure agate, and it is also carefully painted with ornate ornaments, the style is delicate and luxurious, full of the popular elements of the aristocracy from a hundred years ago.

With a flip of his wrist, a brilliant sword flower shook out, reflecting his deep knowledge of using swords.

"Why did you choose this magic?" asked Mira Jeanne.

"I said it because I'm handsome enough!" Hayberrien's answer made people speechless, is it really a hundred-year-old nobleman?

"Because only magic that is handsome and beautiful enough can dispel people's negative impressions of my blood magic. The old nobleman put away the sword of blood and said leisurely, "With such a simple and direct magical effect, and such an upright fighting style, such a guy can't be an evil magician—all I ask for is the opinion of the world." After all. Because of the magic of blood, we in the Hayberion family are always considered vampires. When I was young, as the only heir to my family, I wanted to change people's stereotypes, so I chose such a path that was definitely not suitable for magicians. ”

"Are you comforting me?" asked Mila Jeanne.

"Of course not, I'm admonishing, even if I spend twenty years honing my swordsmanship, in the end I can't change the eyes of the world, I still fear me, I still hate me, and the ignorant will always be ignorant. But when my strength continued to improve and become stronger, until I became the Four Heavenly Kings of Izhgar, I looked back, and I was still Hyiberien, the magician who used blood magic, but no one dared to question me anymore whether my magic was evil or not!"

Hayberian looked at the silver-haired girl with the eyes of a junior: "So what I want to say is, don't care what other people think! Miss Strauss, I know your situation, because we are actually very similar, you are a 'demon', I am a 'vampire', both are feared and rejected by the world. But so what? It's not the magic you use that determines whether you're evil or not, it's up to your soul! Settle down, go on, and when you're strong enough, you'll find that all the doubts and rejections are a thing of the past. In fact, you're doing a great job, you're already an S-class wizard of Fairy Tail, and your companions won't hate you for your magic - it's much better than I was in at the time! So what do you have to worry about?"

"Your magic is sealed because of the problems in your heart. Because you're questioning your magic. As I said, all magic comes from our souls, so when your soul starts to waver, then you can't use magic. Child, I can see the confusion in your heart, but this is the only one that no one else can help you, and you can only rely on yourself to find a way to solve it. All I can do is tell you about these experiences. The rest is up to your own will and determination!"

Mira Jenny hurriedly thanked her solemnly, although she still hadn't found a way to unlock her magic seal, but Heyeberrien's experience still gave her a lot of encouragement and inspiration.

The old nobleman thought for a moment and added: "I can give you a basic piece of advice, which may have been mentioned by many people, but it really works: when you are confused, it is better to go back to the source and recall what was your idea at the beginning?"

"The original idea?" muttered Mila Jeanne thoughtfully.

In the upstairs study, the protective barrier was opened again, and the good sound insulation made it possible for the explosions that rang out from time to time in the room without the slightest outlet.

Not only the glittering runes flowing on the walls of the room, but also a layer of dark golden text flashed on the surface of Woz's body - this was the shelter that Woz had imposed on himself to prevent damage from his failed magic.

There is a faint smell of blood in the air, the magic of blood blasting is to use your own blood as a medium to draw a magic array, even if the amount of blood required each time is very small, only half a drop, but it can't stand a large amount!

Yes, in just over an hour, Woz basically mastered the art of casting this magic. The only difficulty is how to control your blood flow and squeeze the blood you need out of your fingertips. But this is not a problem at all for Woz, who has a natural reading ability and can completely control every muscle in his body.

So after quickly learning the art of spellcasting, Woz began to complete the magic. However, the difficulty of outlining the magic array with a bloodshot volley was still much more than Wox expected, causing him to fail hundreds of times in a row, which made the smell of blood in the air increase.

In order to fully understand this magic, Woz had to give up the shortcut of using natural abilities and began to truly use magic to perceive the power contained in the blood. This is the only way to reach what Hayberrien calls the "entry" requirement.

Because Woz understands the cold and has been in close contact with the cold and ice, he has been able to master the magic of ice forming.

What's more, because Woz is proficient in his word symbols, he can be proficient in word magic!.

So what happened: "How can we get in touch with and become familiar with this strange new magic?"

Woz thought for a moment, squeezed a drop of blood out of his fingertips, and then quietly observed the blood.

The magic of blood, old people like President Makarov and Hayberion, their life force has been fused with their own magic, so their blood is already full of magic, and any drop can be used as an efficient magic ink.

But young people like Watts are not so exaggerated, and even if they contain some magic, they can't be compared to those predecessors.

What he needs to find is the power contained in the blood itself!