"Whew...... It's finally done...... A thousand second-order magic arrays ......" When the last second-order magic array was successfully reflected in his mind, Mick let out a long breath of turbidity, slowly leaned his back back, and leaned against the edge of the stone table behind him, stretching his hands forward with a big slump.

On the left-hand side was a thick, slightly fluffy stack of papyrus, each with different folds, and on Mick's right-hand side, there was only a blank space. After two months and twelve days, he finally completed the project given to him by Calvin, however, the final excitement, excitement, and joy quickly faded into a feeling of exhaustion and nothingness.

It's just that Calvin's slightly tired face immediately appeared in front of Mick, rubbing his hands excitedly and said, "Done?" I thought it would take at least three months! ”

Mick sat up, looked at Calvin and said, "Professor, didn't you tell me to finish it in two months?" ”

"Hey, isn't this procrastination a common problem in every one of your students? Then I'll just shorten the date by a month. Calvin said quite smugly, but the two deep dark circles on his face made Mick very worried, so Mick tentatively asked, "Professor, are you okay now?" ”

Calvin waved his hand, showing a casual expression and said, "Of course it's okay, since you have memorized these thousand magic arrays, let's talk about how you feel." ”

Mick frowned, the thousand magic arrays flashed in his mind like a marquee, and he slowly spoke: "How to say it, it seems that it doesn't seem so difficult to memorize other magic arrays......"

Calvin snapped his fingers and said, "That's right, remember this feeling, come, look at this, can you know what it means?" ”

I saw Calvin scribble something on a piece of straw paper and held it up in front of Mick, it turned out to be six magic runes, and Mick looked at this line of magic runes, and almost subconsciously blurted out: "Whistling among the thorns." ”

"Good." Calvin smiled, "That's what I want you to do." ”

Mick reacted consciously, but then frowned and said, "Professor, does this make any sense?" ”

Calvin sat down beside Mick and said, "We don't know who created the magic runes, maybe it's a god, maybe it's some other ancient life, but it doesn't matter. The important thing is that it is a kind of writing, because it is only human beings who are able to talk to the elements and then use magic. If you just want to be an ordinary genius magician, then my next words are. But if you want to become a great genius magician, then you have to gradually learn to weave your own magic and create your own magic. ”

"Create your own magic?" Mick froze, his blue eyes full of shock, but gradually rippling with anticipation.

Calvin nodded, "That's right, it's creation." Do you know what the total amount of magic in existence is? ”

Mick recalls the knowledge in his head, but doesn't seem to have a clear record, so he shakes his head.

Calvin sighed slightly, "The answer is that I don't know, although we know that there is an upper limit to the total number of magic, but so far we have not counted the total number of magic in existence, do you know why?" ”

Mick shook his head again.

"Because there's no need," Calvin looked at Mick and said seriously, "There is an upper limit to our spiritual power, even if it is as strong as Lord Omi Statham, we can only use sixth-order magic ten times a day, which is the so-called limit of human beings. Therefore, no matter how much magic you learn, the magic you can use in a game or battle is limited after all, and most of the magic will be useless, at this time, creating magic that suits your own style has become the only way for every outstanding magician. ”

"But Professor, even if I can't create magic, isn't there more magic than I can count? Isn't it just a matter of picking the right one for me? Mick was puzzled.

Calvin clasped his hands on his chest and said, "Do you remember the first thing I said when I was teaching you about magic warfare? ”

"Seeing through the enemy's magic and making predictions is the first and most important part of magic warfare." Mick, who had a very good memory, replied immediately.

"Very well, any existing magic can be seen through by your enemies, but it is absolutely impossible for you to create magic, which increases your chances of victory. And because it's a magic you've created yourself, it's even more handy to use. And, of course, it's important to note that in the process of creating magic, you'll get a sense of pleasure that you would never have imagined. At this, an intoxicated expression appeared on Calvin's face.

And Mick and Narumi on the side, Calvin, who was already a middle-aged uncle, showed a girl's nostalgic expression, and they couldn't help but get goosebumps.

"Alright, alright, Professor, I think I already know what you mean." Mick didn't really understand what magic creation meant to him, but seeing Calvin's intoxicated face, he could roughly feel that it should be a great thing.

"So, Professor, what am I going to do next?" After completing the memories of a thousand second-order magic, Mick felt that he should be able to challenge the third-order now, but Calvin's advice was naturally very important.

Calvin stood up, and then said to Mick, "Now that you've learned a thousand second-order magics, plus your status as a fourth-order magician, I think it's time for you to think about your magic pairing. ”

"Magic...... Collocation? ”

"You can't fight forever and just improvisation, you need to have your own tactics, you know? And now, you have a thousand spells to choose from, and I think it's better to think about how different spells match each other in battle than to boost your mental power. ”

"Fighting? Professor, what fight? Mick said with a blank expression.

Calvin looked at Mick in disbelief and said, "Don't you know about the September tryouts?" ”

"Tryouts? What is that? ”

Calvin raised his forehead and said, "You should know about the Holy Grail Sacrifice, right?" ”

"Holy Grail...... Sacrifice to? Mick said with a confused look in his eyes.

"Well, it's not too late to know." Calvin sat down next to Mick again, put his arm around Mick's shoulder, and said, "Every December, the brilliance of the Four Holy Stars becomes stronger than usual, increasing the elemental concentration of the entire world. In the state religion, there is a magic weapon called 'Holy Grail', which is said to collect the starlight of the four holy stars throughout the year and transform it into a liquid called 'Star Extract'. At the end of December, the Holy Grail of Enhancement that accompanies Starlight will eventually overflow, and it is said that drinking the Essence of the Star will greatly increase the spiritual power and elemental affinity of the human being. Two hundred years ago, the secret of the Holy Grail was discovered by magicians outside the state religion, so the war between the Magician Association and the state religion broke out, and the two factions suffered many casualties, and finally the emperor and the six-pointed council intervened, and the two factions reached an agreement to share the holy grail under the supervision of the six-pointed council, so the holy grail sacrifice was born. ”

"The Holy Grail Festival starts in November every year, and two top academies are selected in each region, and then a total of eighteen teams from the nine regions plus two teams from the state religion will go to the imperial capital Castro to participate in the Holy Grail competition, and only the top five will be eligible for the Star Extract, and the amount obtained will naturally be determined according to the ranking."

"So, the Holy Grail Sacrifice is a grand gathering of the best young magicians in the country. Mick, you are indeed very good, but there are even better geniuses in this country, such as the kid named Rickon and Negles in our academy, try to defeat them, I think if it were you, you would be able to do it. ”

Calvin looked down at Mick's handsome face and said in a firm tone.

The words that affirmed himself so much came out of Calvin's mouth that Mick felt a sour look in his eyes.

"Can I—really do it?" Mick and Calvin looked at each other, and their hearts wavered.

Calvin nodded slowly, "There are still three months left, and the next task I give you is to qualify for this year's Holy Grail Festival." Rest assured, I will do my best to guide you. ”

"Whew......" Mick felt that his shoulders had become heavy again, but his heart was full again, so he exhaled, no longer had any hesitation in his heart, and nodded to Calvin, "Then please, Professor!" ”

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The next day, because Alva accepted a gift from Principal Honeyman, Claire had to take the Honeyman delegation into the Lutheran Tower.

One morning passed, when Vincent walked out of the Lutheran Tower, his face was full of unfinished color, and he only felt that his mental strength seemed to have improved slightly, so he retracted his previous words, and said to Claire with sincerity: "Claire, I was wrong, this frost and snow sycamore is really worth it. By the way, take us in again in the afternoon. ”

The scoundrel Claire had already learned to turn a blind eye to Vincent, and still took the Horniman delegation to experience the Potions class of Luther College according to the established itinerary, and finally ended the three-day exchange at Honeyman College with a grand dinner.

At 9 a.m. on June 14, Krall and all the ministers of the student union bid farewell to the Horniman delegation.

Vincent looked at Claire, who was always calm and unsmiling in front of him, a trace of sympathy flashed inexplicably in his eyes, and when Taylor walked in front of him after shaking hands with Claire, he was not in a hurry to shake hands, and slowly took off his gloves and said, "Claire, you won't be in trouble in the preliminary round this year, right?" ”

"Hmph, instead of worrying about us, you might as well worry about whether you can get Derrickley's representation this year." Claire said as she looked at Vincent.

"Why should I worry about such a natural thing?" Vincent shrugged, then reached out to hold Clal's warm palm, and there was a hint of seriousness in his playful eyes, "Don't capsize in the gutter again, I still want to have a serious fight with you before I graduate." ”

"......" Clal didn't say anything, just a little more force in his hand.

"Alright, so be it. Krar, let's see you at Castro. And cousin, goodbye~" Vincent smiled and waved his paws to Maddie not far away, then turned away without hesitation, and boarded the carriage with Honeyman's students and left.

Krar looked at the carriage in the distance, his eyes silent, but a fire was already burning in his heart.

This year's Holy Grail is destined to belong to Lutheran College!

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ps: There is no update at night~