Charles and Elizabeth walked in the Lynn for two days, first to the west and then to the northwest.

It was night, and the two of them were resting by the campfire.

Since Charles killed a bunny rabbit and killed the winged snake that fell from the sky with volatile poison on the first morning, he was responsible for the weak chicken monsters he encountered along the way, and the strong beasts fell to Elizabeth's hands.

Not far from their campsite tonight is a small river a few meters wide, and they are boiling fish soup on a campfire.

Elizabeth suddenly asked Charles, "Charles, what do you think about the relationship between magic and magic?"

Charles was stunned for a moment by the sudden magic teaching, and then went into thinking mode.

He stretched out his right palm, and then a water ball appeared above the palm, and after the water ball was thrown away, another fireball appeared in his hand.

These two spells are as simple as gathering the surrounding water and fire elements and letting them circle there in a simple pattern.

It's just that the power of these two kinds of magic is very small, just like splashing people with a basin of water and burning people with a small torch.

If you want to turn a water ball into a high-pressure water cannon and a fireball into a blowtorch, then the path of the magic is another matter.

Then Charles replied, "It's the flow of magic that produces magic." ”

"That's right. With that, Elizabeth stretched out her left hand and stopped to the right hand of Charlestow's fireball, and then a small fireball that was identical to Charles's hand appeared on the palm of her left hand.

Immediately afterward, the fireball in her hand became hotter and hotter, and the color was constantly changing. Eventually, the fireball floating above her palm reached a white-hot level.

She continued, "The fireball in your hand and the fireball in my hand are the same in terms of the amount and configuration of mana, but the mana in my fireball flows much faster than yours. ”

Charles nodded thoughtfully, and Elizabeth's explanation partially confirmed what he and Diana had guessed about magic and the ability of the Demon Breaker. At that time, Charles proposed that magic is the embodiment of magical movement, and the ability of the Demon Breaker Sword is to make the magic of movement still. Later, Diana used the magic of her world as a reference, and thought that this conjecture had great reference value.

Elizabeth continued, "In the future, when you are going to use heat or cold magic, remember to use other magic to protect yourself. There are many beginners in magic who get burned or frostbitten by their own magic every year. ”

After she finished speaking, she threw the white-hot fireball in her hand into the small river, stirring up a large cloud of water vapor.

"Listen up to what I'm going to say next. Elizabeth said in a serious tone, "This is the most basic guiding principle in the study of magic. ”

Charles immediately perked up.

Elizabeth said slowly and clearly: "The world is material, matter is in motion, movement is regular, laws are knowable, understanding is development and change." ”

She said it in both lingua franca and elfish language.

Although she couldn't read Charles's expression under the mask, she saw Charles staring at her motionlessly, thinking that he had failed to understand the meaning of this sentence.

Elizabeth patted Charles's head lightly and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know it now, but you have to keep it firmly in mind, and you will learn and experience it in the process of learning magic in the future." ”

After she finished speaking, she scooped a bowl of fish soup and a few pieces of fish meat from the pot and handed them to Charles.

The fish in the soup is fried from a nearby river, and in addition to salt, some wild onions and ginger collected nearby, as well as a few fruits picked from nearby trees.

The fish that live in the wild rivers swim constantly, so the meat is elastic and the milky soup is delicious.

After Charles had finished eating a bowl of fish, Elizabeth scooped another bowl for him, but this time the fish in the bowl was only a little minced meat, and half of the bowl was wild onions and the fruit that had been cut into pieces.

Elizabeth patted Charles on the head again and said, "Children should not only eat meat, but also vegetables." ”

Charles looked at the wild onions and fruit chunks in the bowl, and he wondered what the concept of vegetables was in the eyes of the elves.

After eating a loaf of bread over the second bowl of soup, Charles asked a question about a place in Elizabeth's magical teachings that he had been thinking about for a long time while he was eating dinner.

"Sister, is magic also material?" Charles asked.

Elizabeth asked rhetorically, "Why can't magic be matter?, or what is your definition of matter, do you think wind is matter, is light matter?"

Charles was stunned for a moment, and then found himself in the misdirection of his previous life's experience.

In his previous life, magic only existed in the imagination of human beings, and in his subconscious, he still thought that magic was an ethereal existence.

In this world, however, magic exists objectively, and dialectical materialism can be used to guide the study of magic.

"That's where it gets interesting. Charles thought.

Then he thought of another question, and asked, "Sister, what kind of existence is God?"

Elizabeth rubbed Charles's head and said, "It's too early for you to ask, someone will tell you later." ”

She stopped Charles' further questioning, and began to prepare the blanket for sleeping tonight. A thicker blanket was used to cover the body, while a thinner blanket was used to cover the body.

"You keep watch tonight for the rest of the night. Elizabeth said to Charles, "And don't do any more weird things." ”

"I just helped you get rid of the bugs last night!" Charles reluctantly explained.

Elizabeth, who was lying on the blanket, said "hehe" twice, "I woke up to help me chase the bugs, if I didn't wake up, who knows what your hand was going to do." ”

"Then what do you think I can do?" Charles whispered, "nothing." ”

After Charles finished speaking, he felt a murderous aura, and the elf with long ears heard very well. So he slipped away to check the surrounding guards.

After looking at the traps around him and stabbing a few slimes to death, Charles returned to the campfire and began his vigil tonight.

He and Elizabeth allotted time for the vigil during their stay at Limhi, and he kept watch for the first half of the night and then Elizabeth kept watch for the second half of the night.

This is not a problem for Charles, who used to stay up late, but there is nothing to pass the time to do, which makes the vigil a little boring and difficult.

The bored Charles's gaze fell on the sleeping Elizabeth's face.

This was the first time he had looked closely at Elizabeth's face, her face was about the same shape as a goose egg face, her facial lines were soft, her slender silver-white eyebrows, and her pink lips made people look gentle, but her slightly high nose bridge brought her a heroic spirit.

Charles sighed, this elf is beautiful, not only does he wear everything beautifully, even if he is covered with a blanket.