Els, who was sleeping, let out a slight sob, and even in her dreams, the girl was still agonizing that she had been forgotten by her lover.

The voice regained Rhaeggar's senses, and the geist looked down at Els, who was still asleep. He knew that the girl in front of him was not the real Philos, as early as the beginning of that battle, the goddess who was extremely loyal to him had been killed, and her soul had dissipated in the universe, and the current soul of Elsie was just one of the fragments of the soul that survived, and it had even lost its original consciousness, if it were not for the fact that the owner was asleep, it would have been firmly suppressed in the depths of the soul as the consciousness of Elsie as a mortal.

But Rhaegar still couldn't do it.

Looking at Els, who still had tears on her face, the geist used her mind to open the quilt for her and put it on her body, and then walked through the wall and returned to her room.

Rhaegar was annoyed.

It didn't seem like a good word for an undead who had a reputation for reason, but he was troubled right now.

"Your gesture appeared too soon," Rhaegar said to Els, who was standing in front of him, trying to restrain himself, "The last gesture to cast the magic hand should be issued at the same time as the last spell. He whispered a spell, and with gestures, the boulder more than ten meters away from them seemed to be dragged towards them by an invisible hand.

"Do you see clearly?" Rhaegar said as he said in a routine manner, then stepped aside and watched as Elsie practiced this difficult but practical fourth-order spell.

In order to better practice magic, the Storm God's apprentice mages tend to form learning partners in order to supervise and advise each other, and this partner can be freely combined or assigned by the mentor, and Rhaegar was assigned by Carson to become Els's partner at this moment.

However, Rhaegar would rather face a hundred ferocious beasts than do this: whenever he was with Els, whenever he had a little free time, the female mage would look at him with a tender gaze filled with water, but that was exactly what he feared, lovers could remember every minute detail of each other when they were in love, and the difference in these details was likely to make Elsie see the flaw.

"I can't always practice," it was clear that Elsie hadn't learned much from practicing the magic hand, and after half an hour, she still couldn't get the boulder to move even a centimeter, "Maybe I'm really not fit to learn this spell." ”

"Even those archmages can't master all magic," Rhaegar comforted Elsie like a patient senior, "A lot of people who have reached the eighth or even ninth order can't use some of the simplest second-order spells, and that's nothing. I suggest you start by learning telekinesis, its effects and the composition of spells and gestures are similar to those of the Magic Hand, but much simpler, and it may help you learn this spell. ”

"He's really changed," thought Elsie, looking at Rhaegar who spoke to her in a gentle but deliberately distanced tone, "He used to just scratch his head and tell me that if I kept going, I would succeed, or laugh like a kid and practice with me, but he would never show me the way in such a sharp way... There must have been a lot going on with him. ”

"Telekinesis is just a third-order spell," Elsie immediately realized her gaffe, and she changed the subject without a trace.

"Dear Els," Rhaegar said in an extremely serious manner, "I think it's necessary for me to remind you of the first thing we learned when we came into contact with magic: there are only useless mages, and there is no useless magic. The rank of a spell only represents the lower limit of the power required to use it, but it is by no means equal to its practical value, any spell that has been handed down to this day has its meaning of existence, and judging a thing by appearance alone is by no means what a mage should do. ”

This sentence seemed to touch a nerve in Els's mind, and a flash of inspiration flashed through her mind and disappeared without a trace.

"That's the end of our practice for today," Rhaegar said, "I need to go back and meditate, see you tomorrow morning." ”

Returning to her room, Elsie did not enter into meditation, the thought of a flash of inspiration still haunted her, and the beautiful female mage desperately recalled the thoughts that had occurred to her, and eventually, after many failed attempts, she gave up the practice.

There was a knock on the door as she was about to meditate, and when she opened the door and saw Rhaegar standing in the doorway, Els's heart pounded violently.

"Is there anything wrong?" she said, trying to control her agitated thoughts, in a tone as calm as she could, though even she could make out the unusual tone in which she spoke.

"I think we need to talk. Rhaegar still looked serious, which shattered the illusion that Elsie had in her heart, and she swallowed the disappointment in her heart and let the door go.

"You seem to be absent-minded lately," Rhaegar said as she looked at the messy objects in the room, causing a flush to appear on Els's white face, "but for a mage, this state of mental inability is undoubtedly dangerous. ”

"Listen," Rhaegar turned to look at Els, "I have no way of knowing what happened to us in the past, although your attitude and that of others tell me that we once had an extraordinary relationship. "They told me that I had lost my memory, yes, I barely remembered everything except magic and some other instincts of life, but at least, after I had consciousness, I had a life of my own." ”

The geist's gaze fell on the crystal ball on the table, where the images of two young men and women snuggled together were magically fixed.

"You told me that I gave it to you," he continued, "but it wasn't me, not me, to be exact. Everyone is changing, they will grow up, they will get old, their thinking will also change, it can be said that everyone is not the same as before, and I am the same, but I have changed more. ”

He paused slightly so that Elsie could understand the meaning of his words.

"Our past belongs only to the past Rhaegar and the past you," eventually, he said his purpose, "but we live in the present, not in the past, so," he said, looking into Els's eyes, "let's forget the past." ”

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