"Our strength is a taboo in this world!"

After Duchamp pronounced these words, Reem III's back straightened, and his eyes radiated a brilliance that did not match his age.

Such a result was almost unexpectedly expected by Mr. Remel, and no one in the entire Ruley Technical University knew Duchamp's talent better than him. At the same time, he was very aware of the weight of the book, and many years ago, because he was disapproving with the teachings of Reem III, he had secretly tried to open it unconvinced, only to pass out undignified without reading the first line.

However, he also clearly realized the gap between himself and his father, and made a painful decision to enter the army. There, through the breakthrough of willpower, the potential of the body can be greatly increased, and he will become the strongest among the martial arts.

But even so, he became more and more aware of the insurmountable gap between himself and his father, and what was even more unwilling, it was almost a natural factor, no matter how hard he tried the day after tomorrow, he could not make up for it.

In the memories of the past, the chagrin and tears hidden under the mask of the tough guy gradually surfaced in his heart, his hands clenched tighter and tighter, and the delicate silver spoon in his hand was crumpled into a ball.

Suddenly, an unshakable coercion enveloped him. A firm and powerful voice rang in his ears.

"Elanvis, have you forgotten what I taught you about virtue, praise, perseverance, and the fountain of strength?"

Remur suddenly woke up and found that his realm had been shaken by his father's coercion, and he was taken aback, only to realize after a while that the strength of his penance was based on 'perseverance', and that the greed and jealousy of this power had shaken the foundation of his strength in a moment.

"This most primitive thirst for power is terrifying! Can't even a person like me resist this temptation? ”

He was so immersed in his own realm and introspection that he could no longer concentrate on listening to Duchamp read the entire title page of the book:

"Our strength is a taboo in this world!

It transcends the rules set by the gods and draws directly from the power of the origin of this world.

God has blocked the power of man, but he cannot block the power of this world and is naturally in harmony with man.

Those magical spirits, they give us the first magical enlightenment, inspire us to resonate with the power of this world.

We communicate with the Seven Jewels, and from the Seven Jewels, we come into contact with the Origin of this world, and the magic transforms our essence, bringing us closer and closer to the Beginning of Creation.

Only the magician is the hope of humanity, and only the magician can restore the glory of the ancient Semria, thus making humanity the true ruler of this plane.

There is a true inheritance in Eastia, and only those who control the power of the Seven Jewels can reach the Secret Realm, only those who have insight into the essence of the Seven Jewels can discover it, and only those who transcend the rules of the Seven Jewels can have it! ”

After Duchamp pronounced the third sentence, Reem III forgot to teach his son and stared intently at Duchamp's mouth, expecting him to pronounce the fourth.

When the fourth sentence jumped out of Duchamp's mouth effortlessly, a burst of ecstasy welled up in Reem III's heart, such an outstanding talent, he had never encountered many in this long life!

When Duchamp read the fifth sentence, Reem III was full of emotion, and he himself could only read the first half of the sentence. When he heard the second half of the sentence, he was already in tears. Draw near to God! Only the sacred surname of Reem could have written such words. From this sentence, it can be deduced how brilliant magicians were hundreds of years ago, thousands of years ago.

Then Duchamp sweated profusely and read the sixth and the deafening seventh.

He flipped back a few more pages and found that there was a blank space behind it. "Uh, no, such a thick book, just such a little content!"

The spiritual world of Rayam III rumbled, and he struggled to listen to every word Duchamp slowly pronounce, and the meaning behind each word. The old mage's mind was completely occupied by the last sentence. He had read all the family texts and the notes of the wise men of his predecessors, but never this last sentence, perhaps the ancestors were warning future generations not to think about it? Or perhaps, no one in the past generations of reem has been able to read the last sentence!

Duchamp regretfully put the book back on the table, he already knew that no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to learn anything more from it.

The results of the identification have come out, and this magic item has been bound to Reem III, and unless the old mage is dead, he will not be able to turn over the contents of the back. But he's got enough today. The content of this page must have come from a powerful magician, and each character is attached to the strong spiritual power of the writer, and the reader must pay more mental power to parse it, and the result of the analysis is not just words. As he read, Duchamp clearly felt that he was communicating with a will from hundreds of years ago, and those magical words could give him some kind of enlightenment.

For a moment, the three people at this large table were all lost in thought.

Trained servants quietly remove the dishes that have been cold and reheat them.

Reem III was the first to come to his senses, and he carefully observed Duchamp and his son, who had been pondering, until he was convinced that they could not have any more epiphany, and then he pulled their thoughts back and resumed the lively conversation.

He explained to Duchamp the origin of the book. This book is called Rayham's Notes, and the real content is only the first page, and the rest of the content can only be seen by those who are called Rayem, but it doesn't matter, it's all the notes of previous generations.

The feast lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. Reem III went on and on about how hundreds of years ago the family had worked with the royal family of Arnor in order to gain a real foothold in the world. In addition, he also talked about many forces hostile to the magician, and repeatedly reminded Duchamp not to show his talent outside. He also specially instructed Mr. Remur that he must be optimistic about Duchamp in school, and not let others see through Duchamp's secrets, and so on.

Remel shrugged his shoulders and explained that he had been doing such things for a whole year, and told the old man that Duchamp was much smarter than he thought, and that he knew how to hide his talents from the time he entered the school.

"The incident of the Red Moon last year, now it seems that they were looking for Stellory, but Stellary is very smart, and during the entrance test, he only maintained an ordinary five-ring talent. As a result, the group did not recognize it. ”

Duchamp pretended not to understand, smirked innocently, and thought to himself, 'I didn't intend to hide my talent!' ’

Reem III asked about Lady Helen at school, and from what they said, it seemed that the two knew each other very well. Duchamp asked him what the 'magic elves' mentioned in the book were, and the old mage told him that if he felt that Yao Li was very active in the middle of nowhere, maybe it was the magic elves nearby, and as long as he showed the talent of a magician, those elves would appear on their own, but remember, you can ask some simple questions, but you must not disturb them, otherwise you will never find them again.

The old mage mentioned that he had an adventure in the forest when he was a child, but he just foolishly played with the elves for a while and did not ask any questions, and when he learned the importance of the magic elves, he went to look for them, but he never saw them again.

"When you have time, you can go for a walk in the Great Forest of Westia, maybe you can really meet it, but don't take this sentence too seriously, I heard that the magic elves only play with children."

Although the old man kept chattering, Duchamp felt warm in his heart, and he sincerely thanked Reem III for his care, and seriously warned himself to pay more attention in the future.

After coming out of the palace of King Reem III, Mr. Remr insisted on driving Duchamp back.

On the way, Duchamp curiously asked why Reem III had such a bad attitude towards Teacher Reem.

Remer slapped the steering wheel and laughed and said, "At that time, the old man was even more nagging than now, and when we were very young, we were required to constantly do all kinds of magic training, and we could not show the slightest bit in front of outsiders. Where would a child think of a big question such as inheritance, I just thought that magic was too motherly, and I thought that the axe was majestic, and I took an axe to chop in the yard all day long, and the old man was half angry. ”

Duchamp didn't feel it, and he seemed to be able to understand the old man's mood at that time.