Chapter 7: Apprenticeship
The red-robed arcanist had a neat goatee, and his slightly striated eyes were slightly raised, giving the impression that he was always despising others.
His name was Milami, a red-robed arcanist.
At this time, after listening to Charlie's request, he twisted his goatee with his fingernails, which were very neatly trimmed, "It seems that you know a lot." Indeed, as you say, you read a lot of books and are a young man chasing in the ocean of knowledge. ā
As he spoke, Miramit's bearded hand lifted a hook, and among the several Ain Stones that were 'slow' running like satellites above his head, a hexagonal crystal-shaped Ain Stone flew down 'obediently' and landed on his dry-looking palm.
"Of course we have a lot of Al Ain Stones, and these magical stones can not only open the doors of magic that are closed to us, but also give us a lot of magical abilities."
The white-robed arcanist sitting beside him nodded, "Those magicians who decay little by little over time are thinking about getting some Aein Stones from us every day and using them to study how to destroy them completely. Ha! They thought that in this way they would be able to defeat us at the root. ā
The red-robed arcanist Mirami asked, "So, how do we believe you weren't sent by those damned magicians?" ā
Charlie blinked his big emerald green eyes, even though they were obscured by the excessively long broken hair on his forehead, "I'm an imperial nobleman, I have a fiefdom, and I have some property (weak heart), and the only regret is that the magic door is closed to me, so why should I help a magician who is of no use to me?" ā
That's a lot of sense!
The white-robed arcanist Capa interjected, "Miami, old friend, don't you think we should test what faction this little guy is suitable for?" I think he fits my eyes very well, maybe a good seedling of the prophecy department. ā
As he spoke, the white-robed arcanist Capa also casually summoned down an Aine Stone floating above his head.
His Ainstone is six-square-shaped, exuding a soft milky white halo that looks like it is glowing, beautiful and mysterious.
The old man with the goatee in the red robe seemed to want to be 'top-notch' in everything, obviously he was still questioning Charlie before, but the next moment he saw the arcanist in the white robe 'robbing people', and immediately quit.
His eyes widened in disbelief, but his hand was honestly stretched forward.
Typical oral suspicion is upright.
Two Al Ain stones, one red and one white, were placed in front of Charlie, and they both exuded a soft halo as beautiful as the stars on the night.
They're all so beautiful.
"How do I use it?" Charlie still remembers that he used to hold the two 'stolen' Aein Stones, but those two were 'indifferent'.
"Just put your hand on it, kid." A white-robed arcanist with a friendlier face.
Charlie muttered to himself, 'But I've tried it before, and it didn't work......
Despite this, she maintained a curious appearance on the surface.
At the same time, she was very honest in reaching out with both hands, touching the Ayn Stone handed by the two Arcanists at the same time.
At the moment when the fingertips touched the Dao Ayn Stone, the two Aine Stones emitted a more brilliant light, just like two shining little stars!
And Charlie's mind 'boomed', as if at that moment, his brain was suddenly stuffed with two 1 trillion 'information packets'.
Those strange and unheard of knowledge rushed into her mind in an instant.
This invisible 'impact' caused substantial damage to the inside of her skull, and two nosebleeds snaked from under her nose.
Red blood beads dripped onto the table like a curtain of beads.
Compared to Charlie's short-term 'stupidity' due to the huge infusion of knowledge, the arcanist's face is even more 'exciting' when he sees two different types of Ayn Stones being stimulated at the same time.
They seem to have seen the wonders of the world 'reversed' of the Milky Way, and they seem to be in a daze with three broken views.
But they all looked at Charlie stupidly.
The hairs of the mercenary team guarding the side stood upside down, and Scarface took the lead in pulling out the knight's sword at his waist and aimed it at the two arcanists.
It all happened in just two seconds.
Two seconds later, Charlie came back to his senses, clutching his headache.
However, it was all worth it!
Because she found out! She had mastered the first two types of arcane arts, and at this moment, two Ayn Stones hovered happily above her head, like two glittering 'butterflies' dancing.
And the two arcanists were still staring at the Aynstone who was already dancing above Charlie's head as if they were looking at the wonders of the world.
āā¦ā¦ Old friend, am I dreaming? The white-robed Kappa asked with a dull look in his eyes.
The red-robed Milami didn't answer much, only released a 'cone of ice' and pierced it on the thigh of his old friend, and the white-robed Kappa in pain arched his waist like a big shrimp, and his tears came out.
"IāI've never seen an Arcanist who can master two different factions at the same time! This kid is a miracle! I'm going to take him as a disciple!" The red-robed old man was the first to come back to his senses, slammed the table and stood up suddenly, and said passionately as if he had been hit by an exuberant spell.
He was so excited that the thieves in the mercenary squad on the side almost threw a bunch of poisonous daggers at him.
The red-robed Milami didn't look at the members of the five mercenary squads, he waved his sleeves and directly froze these people into ice mounds, temporarily frozen in place, so that they could not make trouble.
Eagerly grabbed Charlie's hands, who were still having a headache, contrary to his previous attitude, "Be my student!" I pass on all my knowledge to you! Oh! And the Ainstone! I'll give you as much as you want! ā
Not to be outdone, the white-robed Capa endured the pain of being caught off guard by being poked by an ice pick, "Kid, the Plastic Energy Department is a madman who can only use spells to kill others, the Prophecy Department, the Prophecy Department is the most respected and knowledgeable Arcanist!" ā
Seeing the two old men and children seem to be fighting each other, grabbing apprentices in a 'fierce competition', Charlie, who took out his hand and picked up a napkin on the table to wipe his nosebleeds, had a 'dreamy feeling'.
Ten minutes ago, she had come as a 'scrappy'.
Was it snatched up by two great arcanists in the next second?
Not......
However, she doesn't want to choose, she wants it all!
"The ......"
Charlie let out a weak voice, "Can I choose both?" Like I used to have a lot of teachers...... They taught me manners, riding...... All sorts of knowledge. So why can't I learn the arcane of prophecy and the arcane of shaping like the two teachers? ā
The old men, who almost started pulling at each other's beards, froze.
They really hadn't thought about it.
Seem......
Yes!
After all, in the past, the arcanists with one master and one apprentice were all aimed at the situation where the mentor and apprentice were only one faction.
And the unique genius they have encountered, but there are two departments!
Wait a minute!
The two arcanists suddenly realized something, and they looked at each other keenly.
The red-robed Milami casually threw out an ice sealing technique, and also sealed the 'apprentice' Charlie who they were still fighting for before.
No one could hear their conversation, and they just started talking.
"You thought of that too, didn't you?"
"Ahh Will this kid have affinities with other factions? ā
"Do you have any other faction's Ainstone?"
"Hmm...... I remember that during the feast, the old fellow of Cadiz and I exchanged a piece of the Ironstone of the Plastic Energy Department for his apprentice's wife, and the one he exchanged for happened to be a piece of the Transformation Department. ā
"Give him a try!"
Without saying much from his old friend, Milami dug into the mage's robe, pulled out a small leather bag, tore it open, and poured out a purple and luxurious Ayn Stone, and at the same time unraveled Charlie's ice sealing.
Charlie: "......"
It's terrible, saying that turning people into popsicles will put people on the side of popsicles! Don't you hesitate?!
And Miami, who had just sealed her up, coaxed her in the tone of abducting and selling children: "Come, good apprentice, try this again!" ā
Charlie held out his hand tremblingly......