"Okay, I see, thank you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Al smiled and nodded, and replied politely.

In fact, all this service was exchanged for yellow gold coins by Al, if it was an arrogant nobleman or a child of a magical family, he might be able to raise his head very contemptuously or nod his head expressionlessly as a reply, because they also knew this very well, but Al obviously would not do this, and he had not yet learned to be arrogant. Perhaps the biggest regret is that because of the hood, the other party can't see the smile on Al's face.

The recorder named Mona stepped back with a smile, she certainly didn't get to see the smile on Al's face, and whether she could see the smile on Al's face or not, the smile on her face would be the same standard, because that was her professional habit.

However, if you can really see Al's face and see the smile on Al's face, presumably the professional smile on Mona's face will also add more things called sincerity.

Al walked over to the Spell Patrol Room, where the spellcaster stood with a very visible mark, and began to recite the incantation with his mouth open.

As Al began to chant the spell, Recorder Mona pressed the meter to begin counting the time, and began to prepare to operate the other recording instruments, and to begin recording.

But when she heard Al chanting the incantation, Mona couldn't help but grow her mouth slightly.

She began to wonder if there was something wrong with her ears, because what she had heard was a spell from the Fireball Technique!

Experimenting with fireball in the Level 1 Spell Training Room?

Are you kidding!

Although there was a great deal of incredulity and even a little contempt in her heart, Mona still habitually continued the movements in her hands.

The other party's chanting spell was a little loud, and every word could even be heard quite clearly, although it was just a recorder, but the spell of the fireball spell Mona was still familiar to the next point, and she quickly heard the difference.

The customer's vocalizations seemed to be more coherent than normal fireball spells, and many of the two words that should have been separated were pronounced by him with the effect of a single word.

What's going on?

Did he want to recite the mantra faster in this way?

Mona had a flash of inspiration, and she felt as if she had guessed what was in the other person's heart.

But is this really possible?

Logically speaking, each spell in particular has its own specific pronunciation rules, and the words and syllables of each spell directly control the flow of magic and the formation of magic in the body.

Just as Mona, the recorder, was worried, Al had finished reciting the spell of the first fireball spell.

A normal fireball spell takes about five seconds to chant the spell, and a fast person may be able to increase it by a few tenths of a second, but Al has just gone from reciting the first syllable of the fireball spell to the end of the last syllable, and it only took 3:95 seconds!

Such an accurate number was of course counted by the recorder Mona using a stopwatch, and she was shocked by this number.

That's almost a full second!

In a real battle, this can determine the time difference between life and death, a fully armed swordsman can use one second to sprint a distance of more than ten meters, and an arrow can shoot a distance of nearly 100 meters in one second.

But does this vague spell really work?

Mona still had such doubts in her heart, after all, magic spells, especially those as common as the Fireball Technique, had been pondered by so many people and so many geniuses, and it was so difficult to transform a single star.

She stared at Al with wide eyes, wanting to see if the other had succeeded or failed.

But in Mona's eyes, the cloaked customer didn't start to fire the fireball spell at all, but just started chanting the second spell without stopping.

This made Mona even more confused.

Could it be that he already knew that he had failed at the moment of reciting the spell, so he began to recite the mantra a second time? But logically speaking, this does not make sense at all, casting spells and chanting spells are not archery, even if the first arrow completely misses the target, it does not mean that the second arrow will not be able to hit the bull's-eye, and if the spell casting and chanting fail, it stands to reason that he should stop immediately and look for the reason.

After a few years of Mona and a few more guesses, Al had finished reciting the spell of the second fireball, and then he began to recite the spell of the third fireball.

"What the hell is he doing? Does he think that by reciting the same incantation over and over again, he will be able to cast a spell?"

At this time, even Linden, the swarthy man who was in charge of tidying up the field on the side, couldn't stand it, although he couldn't hear that the spell that Al was reciting was the fireball technique, but he could also hear that the customer was actually reciting the same incantation.

Mona shrugged her shoulders and gave her colleague an expression that she couldn't understand.

But it was at this time that the change finally happened, and when he finished reciting the spell for the third time, a white ball of light suddenly appeared in Al's hand, and it emitted an intense light comparable to that of the sun in the sky.

When the three staff members stared blankly at the ball of light in Al's hand, just surprised but too late to think more, Al threw the ball of light (fireball) in his hand towards the farthest training dummy in his hand.

Rumble!

The flames and explosions in the sky were deafening.

At this time, the hardware advantages of the first-level spell training room were quickly displayed, and the magic defense arrays arranged in the corners and around the walls were instantly activated and began to play a role, and several blue translucent barriers then unfolded to block all the tongues of fire.

After the powerful explosion, there was not even a trace of flame burning or impact on the wall closest to the explosion point.

It is worthy of being a first-level spell training room, and even the power of El can even be said to be more than the fireball technique of the ordinary three-ring spell, which is perfectly defended by the defensive magic array that has been arranged, and those test dummies are almost completely burned by the explosion and flames, especially the test doll made of wood, which is completely gone, and only a few pieces of pitch-black char lying on the ground seem to silently show evidence that they once existed. (To be continued.) )