Time flies, and before you know it, it's been two months. There was a little more warmth in the air unconsciously, and even the cold night didn't seem so difficult.

Nanoka pushed open the door of the study, and the big red ponytail poked inside, and only after finding that no one else was present, did she walk in.

"Daddy."

"Huh?"

Xinluos, who had his back to the door of the study, heard the voice of his second daughter, and turned around and put a glove on his right hand. The sharp-eyed Nanoka noticed that her father's right hand, which had been wrapped in bandages, had been removed at some point. And on the white hands, three bird-shaped runes as bright red as blood were flashing with demonic light.

"What's wrong, Nanorka?"

Her father's smile was as warm as ever, and Nanoka immediately put those doubts behind her. The daughter smiled and threw herself into her father's arms, and after rubbing it for a while, she took out a small golden bottle from her small bag.

Xinlos took the bottle, and immediately felt a majestic breath of life coming from the bottle towards him, just holding it like this made people feel a hundred times more energetic.

"This is"

"The quality of Desmond's spring water is so high, such pure and unpolluted by magic is very rare in Belica. It just so happened that there was still a little bit of pure remains, so I used it to make an original bottle, but the wound on Dad's right hand seemed to have healed."

Nanoka, who was still a little excited, was a little depressed when she talked about Xinluos's right hand, and her originally lively ponytail also withered.

"If you get hurt, it must hurt, right? If I had known earlier, Dad would have been."

Because it was winter, Sinloth kept his injured right hand in his sleeve. Unexpectedly, this kid has already noticed it.

[Nanoka's primordial bottle: The alchemist Nanorka uses concentrated pure remains and Desmond spring water to refine and make a treasure made of guò gold. The spring water in the bottle contains the breath of life, and has an excellent healing effect on any external injury. 】

Why do you always meet these people who treat him sincerely? He's going to leave this world sooner or later. Xinluo felt guilty, he put down the golden bottle, touched his daughter's ponytail, and said in a more gentle tone: "My Nanoka is really a good child, and she will definitely become a good mother in the future." ”

"Whew"

Looking at Nanorka's blushing little face, Xinluo didn't continue to tease her, but asked with a smile: "By the way, Nanorka, what are you busy with these days, why can't you always see your people?" ”

Hearing her father's concern, Nanoka swept away her previous shyness, but became extremely excited: "Dad, look", Nanoka took out a crumpled white paper from her small bag, "I'm here, here, and here, all of them have been arranged." As long as I do this again, Mirror City will succeed! As long as Nanorka is used a little sparingly, the workshop will definitely not lack magic."

Listening to the girl's serious narration, the smile on Xinluos's face was even worse, but he held back the blood that was about to spurt out in his throat.

Nanoka, this cheating daddy's bear child! He also wondered how the elements seemed to have become active recently, it turned out that Nanoka was arranging the Spirit Gathering Array!

But he really couldn't interrupt the spirited Nanorka, and it seemed that he had to find an opportunity to ask Hermint. They magicians, there should be a way.

Sinloth roared in his heart, but the smile on his face was even gentle. And what the lord who lowered his head and listened to Nanorka's grand plan didn't know was that at the slightly open door, Ellie was biting her fingers and staring at the two of them blankly.

Elie Crisis!

Helmint walked the corridors of Desmond Castle stretching his back, and Kemparella was a good disciple, and he devoted twenty percent of his enthusiasm to the novelty of the wizarding world. The crazy energy of forgetting to sleep and eat in order to learn magic made him, a real magician, feel ashamed.

However, he was not a good disciple. He had some magical talents, but like his anger talents, they weren't really that good. Luckily, magic is always different from anger, and if you don't have talent, you can always achieve something as long as you work hard to accumulate knowledge.

I don't know exactly how long it will take, but for Helmint, it doesn't really matter.

Kempareira can learn something, so he is naturally honored to be his magic teacher. But if he doesn't get a glimpse of the door, it doesn't matter to Helmint.

Establishing a good relationship with the baron's subordinates, increasing his voice in front of Sinlos, and letting this soft-tempered guy start his royal hegemony, and then officially leave the school as soon as possible, this is his goal.

When I thought that those guys who were at the same time as him had started to bring their own disciples, I was super unhappy in an instant! Every time I get together, I will be asked if I have a teacher! What a shame!

Hermint was thinking about his thoughts, but suddenly he was blocked by a small golden-red figure. The visitor wore a cute kitten hat on his head and a large pillow in both hands.

It's the eldest lady.

Robert is a very good fighter, which can be seen from the fact that she often bullies Xia Li's berserker. But the maid is very bad at needlework. At first, she seemed to be planning to embroider a lion on Ellie's nightcap - but unfortunately, when she was finished, everyone agreed that it was a cat.

But you can't say this in front of her, and your head will be pressed against the wall with a fingered hand.

Don't ask him how he knows.

Hermint squatted down with a gentle smile on his face: "What's the matter, Miss, are you looking for Lord Sinloth?" It's not good to stay outside on such a cold day. My lord has been preparing for spring ploughing for the past two days, and I'm afraid I'll be busy for a while, so I'll send you back to your room first. ”

Ellie shook her head.

"Huh? Isn't it? ”

The eldest lady bowed her head and looked a little depressed, she seemed to say something, but until Hermint put her ear to her mouth, she could only hear a series of muffled babbles.

"Uncle Helmint, I want to learn magic"

Why is it called Jeremia, that middle-aged man is an elder brother, and when he comes to me, he is an uncle.

The resentment in the magician's heart, Ellie naturally does not know. However, Ellie offered to learn magic, and after a moment's thought, Hermint agreed.

After all, Sinlos is also good at magic, and since the lord himself can, he also has a lot to do with the two masters. So teaching the eldest lady magic by himself, he shouldn't be guilty of any taboos, right? After all, the magician is no longer the glory of a thousand years ago. But the church is not the same church it was thousands of years ago.

It's always good to have an extra magician companion.

Thinking so, Hermint took the eldest lady and walked towards his workshop.

Helmint held a small ball of light in his hand, illuminating the spiral staircase ahead. Illumination is different from Fireball, and for this non-destructive spell, Hermint is still very handy to use. And Ellie, who was holding a pillow, followed closely behind him. Ellie has been at Desmond Castle for a few months, and sometimes plays castle adventures with the energetic Lijie. But she never knew that there was such a large space under the basement of the castle.

"Keep up, Miss, these stairs will move."

"Will it move?" Before Ellie understood the meaning of Hermint's words, she felt a tremor under her feet, as if the old staircase began to turn on its own. In the extremely dark space, the staircase is like a ferry boat moving forward on the ocean, leading them to the unknown.

"Huh?!" Ellie hurriedly hugged Hermint, so that she did not fall.

Is this magic, it's amazing

Looking at Ellie's nervous and cute appearance, Hermint laughed silently. Such a small trick, I don't know how many lackeys of the church have been killed. Countless magicians, because of this spiraling staircase, have bought time to escape.

Of course, because he had only been in Desmond for a short time, and the deadly traps of the spiral staircase had not yet had time to be installed.

After walking through the staircase that would move on its own, what appeared in front of the two of them was a wall that looked extremely strong. Ellie looked at Hermint suspiciously. But before she could ask, Hermint had already stretched out his finger, and he tapped the wall with great speed, and after a loud sound, the wall parted on its own, revealing the bright magician's workshop inside.

The atelier was very simple, with two chairs, and a long table with a jumble of glassware that Ellie couldn't understand the purpose of. On the walls, there are many beautiful golden butterflies, radiating a warm glow like the sun.

"Hey"

Helmint walked into his workshop and casually removed one of the rows of robes hanging on the wall and put it on his body. The dark purple robe like night is dotted with a few stars. The white-haired mage lowered his hood, an act that made him a little less mysterious as a mage, but it made him a little more relatable.

Ellie didn't pay attention to the mage's changes, her big blue eyes looked at the golden butterflies that only stopped on the wall, acting as a light source for the workshop, and her eyes showed a little impatience.

"Ahem, Miss."

Helmint naturally wouldn't let Ellie succeed, and he coughed a few times in time to save his sun butterfly.

"Ah, Uncle Helmint"

So, it's Brother Hermint, my eldest lady.

"Miss, before you start studying magic, I have to ask you a question, why did you come to study magic?"

The mage's turquoise pupils stared at the somewhat uneasy eldest lady, flashing with an inexplicable light. Many years ago, the teacher also asked him this question, and now, it was his turn to ask his disciples. By the way, what did Kempareira say at the time?

Magic is power, and power is justice.

Ellie tightened the pillow in her arms and snorted for a while, but she still had the courage to reply: "Ellie saw that Dad and Nanoka would praise Ellie if Ellie could also do magic."

I knew it. I can't expect a little girl of this age to have any great dreams.

Hermint withdrew his stern face, and he rubbed his nose with dead fish eyes. The little girl's interest came and went quickly, and I don't know how long this enthusiasm can last. But after all, it was the eldest lady, and Hermint was still patient and explained it to Ellie.

"Okay, Miss, I know that the so-called magic is actually a way to communicate with the ubiquitous magical elements in this world, so as to spy on the truth of the world, we know" Seeing that the mosquito coil began to turn in Ellie's big eyes, Hermint quickly stopped reciting "Magic Enlightenment", but changed his words: "Basically, magic is divided into two types. One is the discipline of magic, that is, the most primitive and pure magic, through the study of magic theory, to achieve the reality of the world. The other is practical magic, and those who study this kind of spell do not pay attention to theory, but only constantly practice to test the correctness of magic. ”

"Of course, those two missing people usually call themselves battle mages, damn Miss Plastic, do you want to be a noble and elegant mage like me? Or do you want to be the same stupid people as you are? ”

Ellie thought for a moment, and then whispered, "Ellie wants to be like her father, such a powerful and powerful magician." ”

Although he didn't face the fireball of Lord Baron, the extremely brutal way of using the element, at first glance, was born in the plastic energy department.

Thinking of this, Helmint suddenly lost interest. However, the eldest lady's requirements must still be met. He thought for a moment, and pulled a pitch-black wand from the drawer of his desk.

Ellie looked at the ordinary wand, and there was a strange emotion in her heart, and the little girl always felt as if this wand was born for her.

"According to the rules of magicians, if you want to learn magic from me, then you should worship me as a teacher. But considering that I haven't been taught by the teacher for the time being, then it's better to postpone it first, and it's okay to postpone it first, right, Miss, this is for you. ”

Ellie took the wand in a daze, the pitch-black wand contrasted sharply with the girl's white and tender little hands. The moment she took the wand, Ellie keenly felt that a powerful and cold force had melted into her body. But Ellie did not reject the cold power at all, on the contrary, as the power entered, Ellie felt as comfortable as bathing in a hot spring.

The core of the phoenix feather and the body of the yew wood combine life and death to bring the power of the wand to the limit. If he hadn't majored in prophecy, this wand wouldn't have given him much bonus to his spells, so he wouldn't have given it away so lightly. It's not that simple to pit things from the teacher who picks the door.

Hermint felt that the fact that he didn't use the wand had absolutely nothing to do with it being only thirty centimeters.

Hermint didn't notice Ellie's abnormality, and she motioned for her to sit down. Then he took out his magic notes and put them in front of the eldest lady who was a little stunned.

As a child, there is always something unusual about magic when they first come into contact with it.

Helmint turned his back and tried to remember what it was like when Fortuna taught him magic when he was a child, and began the first lesson: "We know that the world is made of magical elements, and the eldest lady is not here to learn these theories, so we will skip the above directly, which is the basic theory of magic, eldest miss, please open my notes." Let's start with the basics, and let's try it according to what I wrote in my notebook. Don't care about success or failure, it's normal to fail the first cast. Those guys who succeeded in casting the spell for the first time are not normal Miss, close your eyes and focus"

Except for witches and demons, no one is born with magic power in their bodies, and no matter how great the descendants of magicians are, they must go through some special means to obtain this strange power. Of course, Hermint knew this, but he only wanted Ellie to experience the process.

No matter what school it is, it is impossible to teach spells directly in the first class.

It must be noted here that Helmint's habits are different from those of others, and this guy's notes are taken from the back to the front. Because of this strange habit, this time Helmint was destined to pay the price.

Ellie looked at the dense, incomparably complex spell model on the notebook in distress, she looked up at Hermint with her hands behind her back, and finally chose to believe it. Following his instructions, he closed his eyes. Ellie meditated, remembering the notes in her notebook, and began to gather her will, trying to mobilize the ethereal magic in her body. After a while, although she still didn't feel the presence of the magic power, Ellie still stretched out her dark wand and aimed it straight ahead.

"Avada suo!"

The two black headbands on Ellie's head shimmered slightly with a layer of black light that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Listening to the name of the spell shouted by Ellie, Hermint shuddered violently, feeling the surging and cold magic behind him, he subconsciously held his head and squatted down.

Syllable.

With a crisp explosion, a sun butterfly parked on the wall was directly blown into dust. Helmint shuddered and turned away, only to see the green smoke rising from Ellie's wand and Ellie's soft smile.

"Uncle Hermint, Uncle Hermint, Ellie has succeeded~"

"Arvada"