Naturally, Roddy wasn't idle and bored to talk to Akasha about this kind of topic.

Although Akasha is defined as a team role as a "wet nurse", as a modern person, one thing that is clear to Roddy is... In order for a team to work together truly tacitly, a mechanical relationship between superiors and subordinates is completely unworkable.

A team that understands and trusts each other, and is willing to share common topics and goals is the one that can survive in a healthy and positive way.

Of course, in previous games, Roddy basically didn't play the role of "leader", so he didn't have much practical experience in actually building a strong team, and the "theory" mentioned in the above sentence is also the knowledge that forum theorists have brought out by their ears and eyes.

So it's not hard to explain why Roddy talks about this "sensitive" topic - I think his understanding of the word "trust" is probably only at the level of "sharing secrets".

"This time it's actually for Angmar to see, we want to take Kig Town, so naturally we have to pay the chips... Ansadine's list can only be used as a reference, and if you really want to arrest all the traitors, just a piece of paper is not enough..."

Luo Di looked at Akasha's expression a little stunned, knowing that she was not good at thinking about this kind of thing, so he could only pause and smile: "Then let me change the subject, the book I taught you today has something about spells, can you understand this?"

This is finally an area of interest to Akasha, she has a good memory and is obsessed with magic, so the content of this "Energy Essence" is indeed appetizing, after thinking about it, Akasha replied: "I... I can only understand some concepts, but I think... What this book says is an exaggeration. ”

"It's true that the high elves have always been an exaggerated race, but I advise you to believe these exaggerated messages. Roddy took a sip from his glass of water, "These books look inconspicuous, but those great mages are probably willing to fight for their lives in order to get them." ”

Akasha's eyes widened in surprise to confirm that Roddy wasn't joking, and then she realized what level of thing the book she had just seen... But after thinking for a moment, she asked suspiciously: "But according to its statement, it seems that even 'divine magic' can be counted in the arcane system, and 'necromancy' doesn't seem to be much different from 'divine magic'..."

This theory surprised Roddy: "Ah? Why didn't I see that?"

"It's the paragraph about 'spell composition'..."Akasha's talent is at the full level, and at this time he even recited that paragraph, which made Roddy dumbfounded and had to admit that although this "nurse" looked dull, it was really exaggerated to learn things.

"Of course, this is only a theory, and if it is practice, it is estimated that it is still far from it, and it is probably not a realistic thing to let a holy priest cast the 'Finger of Death'. ”

Roddy shrugged, seven years ago, he had not been exposed to anything like the "Elemental Theory" at all. The concept of spells in his head also basically comes from the player's experience and forums, and when it comes to these advanced and complex "spell knowledge" in the game, he can't say that he knows anything.

"Since you're interested, I'll put the book there for you to read first, and if you don't understand a word at any time, feel free to ask me. ”

Roddy thought for a moment, reached out and picked up the "Energy Essence" and handed it to Akasha, and then grabbed a bundle of scrolls from the desk - "You should be able to use these scrolls as well, take them with you, and use them as an aid when you have an accident." ”

"Thanks... Thank you. ”

Akasha was amazed, the "Spell Scroll" was an absolute rarity, and it was almost the hole card at the bottom of the box for any spellcaster. Luo Di said that he gave more than a dozen sheets, which made her feel more inexplicable satisfaction in addition to surprise.

After a casual conversation, Akasha went back to her bedroom with these things in her arms - it was still early, and the sentries outside the manor had already changed, so she naturally didn't need to go over and keep staring. Seeing that there was nothing to do, Akasha sat down at the table and continued to flip through the book The Nature of Energy.

The pale autumn sunlight reflected in the room, and the stacked precious scrolls left a messy row of shadows on the table, but what Roddy and Akasha didn't notice was... In the pile of scrolls that should have belonged to the "cursed system" spells, two scrolls marked as "exclusive to necromancers" were inadvertently mixed in by Roddy.

Akasha was unaware of this, she lowered her head and read the high elf text she had learned today, her lips simulated holding those letters and words, occasionally remembering Roddy's words, but she couldn't help frowning slightly-

"The Holy Priest casts necromancy... Is it possible?"

When the beautiful pastor had doubts in her heart, a lecture on a similar topic was going on in the "Temple" of the "Rosicrucian" sect, which was thousands of miles away.

“... As for the nature of 'divine arts', my personal understanding is roughly here, and there can be more progress in theory, but as you know, I prefer to start from the practical point of view - so what can you see from the divine techniques I have shown you?"

It is a sleek and bright square hall with a heavy historical atmosphere permeating this ancient building, which was built 600 years ago. The "Orclair Lecture Hall" could hold three hundred people, but there were only twenty or thirty people sitting here at this time, and the audience was dressed in simple white school robes, most of them with unusually young faces.

"Stewart, what do you think?"

Above the podium, a silver-haired but energetic old man raised his hand slightly, and not far in front of him, a young boy who looked to be only fifteen years old answered the question softly-

"Professor George, I don't think the 'divine arts' of the light attribute are necessarily different from the elements manipulated by the elementalists, and perhaps under certain conditions, their boundaries are not as profound as we are now..."

"Hmm—good idea, I've worked in the direction you said, but I haven't found that 'specific condition' yet. The professor on the podium had the grace of a scholar, and his words were gentle but powerful, "But just because you can't find it doesn't mean you don't, Stewart, you're saying a good thing." So—Miss Sally, what do you think?"

"Professor George, since the original name of 'Divine Magic' originated from the gods, why did it be compared with the elements? I have looked through a lot of materials, and the books give two completely different answers to the birth of the elements and the birth of 'Divine Magic'. The 'source' of their power is different, and if the 'end' is summed up in the same point, although it is true that it is manifested in front of us, is the main reason due to the change of human will, and not the 'consciousness' of the source of power itself?"

Sally's answer formed a rhetorical question, and her strong and independent character, coupled with her status as the daughter of a duke, made her exude a rather charming temperament, so that the young children of fifteen or sixteen years old in the lobby couldn't help but turn their eyes over.

"It's a good place to start, and you've got two of the keys – is the energy 'conscious'? here..."

In the afternoon, when Professor George's lecture had finally ended, and the gifted young men in the lecture hall had dispersed after their salutes, Sally picked up her book, soothed her slightly tired body, and walked towards the outside of the lecture hall as she checked the schedule written on parchment.

This is the "Temple", the core of the "Rosicrucian" to which countless clergy look up.

Here, "talent" seems to be the least valuable thing - Sally is still outstanding in the territory of Ivta, but in the "Temple", the progress of her cultivation is not as good as that of those young "classmates", so the only thing she can do is to study harder and try not to be left too far behind...

Thinking about the books that she needed to read all night today, Sally rubbed her eyes, and when she looked up tiredly, she was stunned - in front of the door of the "Saint Laurent Cathedral", a familiar figure was greeting her.

"Lord Overseer. ”

Sally hurriedly saluted Rubens, who smiled and raised his hand to stop - although it was a relationship between "recommending" and "being recommended", because of Angmar and Roddy, Rubens was extremely trusting and close to Sally.

At this time, he was holding a letter in his hand, and Sally stared straight at the letter since she saw her, to which he simply handed the letter over and said, "With such news, I guess you can feel more at ease." ”

After unsealing the crimson fire paint wax seal and reading the content, Sally quickly showed a look of surprise - "Roddy... Did you really kill that guy? He... He's not hurt, is he?"

Rubens was amused by such words: "You're not worried about Angmar's safety. ”

Seeing that Sally blushed a little, he didn't sell anything anymore: "Roddy is unharmed, and now he has become the target of attention within the sect, and many actions within the sect will be related to him in the future - presumably the Tasman guys will pay a heavy price for this..."

Hearing these words, Sally couldn't help but be a little stunned: "Roddy... How can they all have such influence?"

"Taking advantage of the situation, he has a sensitivity to the situation that none of our old guys can match. Rubens acquiesced to Sally's words, "But now he's in an equally dangerous position... The order was down, and although the trend was set, I was not only worried about the influence of the undead among the nobles, but also about the erosion of the sect by these guys. ”

"So I'm here today to ask you to write a letter to Angmar, in secret..."

Rubens whispered something, Sally's face became slightly serious, but after listening, she first looked around and asked in a low voice, "There are also traitors in the sect?"

Rubens sighed slightly, and said helplessly: "I'd rather believe you and Roddy, but I can't believe some people in the sect... It's a joke to say something like this. ”

This is a few heartfelt words, he shook his head, and then said solemnly: "Write the letter as soon as possible, and then practice with peace of mind, don't mention such a topic to the second person." ”

Rubens whispered a few words of advice, and Sally nodded yes, and then the old man, who was in a high position in the sect, quickly left. Sally, on the other hand, looked at the old man's back, but she couldn't help but worry about the guy who was still stirring up trouble on the other side of the kingdom...

Be careful, Roddy.