The sudden question once again silenced the balcony.

The two looked at each other, and time seemed to stand still.

The morning is bright and the breeze is warm, how beautiful this scene is, but this silence is deep and difficult to understand.

The bell rang again in the distant school building, shattering the silence.

"It's time for class. Lisa turned her head to look away, her eyes closed slightly, and she smiled.

The meaning in the eyes is deep, and the smile is indescribable.

She slowly stood up and orbited towards the star: "Let's go?"

Star Track's gaze moved, and he hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly.

*

In class, the instructor on the podium was explaining the theory of magic guidance, but Star Rail didn't listen to a word.

He sat alone in the corner, pen in his hand, looking out the window, still remembering the conversation he had just had with Lisa.

Ideal Township!

It seems that he has not had such a concept for a long time, and since ten years ago, his goal in life has been established without doubt, and his penance day and night is also supported by this goal.

But Lisa's choice actually shook his heart that he thought was extremely firm.

Not everything in this world develops in a linear way, and can be done one by one.

If one day he is faced with such a choice, how will he choose?

Star Track's thoughts became more and more messy, and unconsciously, the pen in his hand was pinched by him, making a crisp sound.

He suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the students around him who were struggling to copy the words of his mentor, and suddenly envied them.

The vast majority of the people sitting here should be able to reach the graduation standard of the four-star and third-order by the time they are in their third year in the future, and become a typical middle-level magister, distributed to all corners of the kingdom and even the empire, matching the profession that suits them.

Then, working, getting married, having children, watching your children go down a similar path, and so on, is life.

It may be the ordinariness that some people are tired of, but for others, it is an unattainable peace.

But Star Rail never thought that his life could be spent in such peace, because that goal was too far away, and he might need to spend most of his life to achieve it!

In a messy mind, time flew by, and after the morning class was over, Star Trail left the classroom alone and headed straight for the library on the west side.

The library and training hall are integrated, divided into three floors, the lower two floors are self-study rooms and some scattered time reading materials, and the third floor is the real library loft.

When the star track went up to the third floor, it was discovered that the entire library loft was actually going diagonally up along the top of the dragon scale building, covering the training hall.

There are seven levels of the Library's Loft, with only the first four floors open to the public and students, and the last three floors that require special status or incentives.

Star Rail had already learned from Lisa during the casual conversation last night that the reward for first place in practical training would give him access to the sixth floor of the library attic, and the pass qualification had already been matched by the academy system to his student card.

However, Star Rail did not rush to the deep attic, but directly stopped on the first floor, which had the largest number of people, and flipped through the books about the knowledge of the magic channel.

He flipped through them at random, and found that they were almost typical of the senior department's first-year books, many of which were officially issued materials and exercises, and which made little sense to him.

The star track walked all the way inside, and the books on the second and third floors also corresponded to the level of the second and third students of the senior department, but the fourth layer was quite interesting, and there were many basic assessment books of the academy and the military school and the needs of various occupations, which were obviously prepared for the students who were about to graduate.

And Star Rail also found that the further you go inside, the narrower the sides of the library attic, and the structure of the entire library loft is like a pyramid embedded in the roof of the training hall, and the further you go, the closer you get to the top of the pyramid.

"Sure enough, it's the style of the Dragon Song Kingdom. "Star Rail knows the purpose of this structure.

The pyramid law of the food chain, if the founder of the Dragon Song Kingdom had the ability, maybe he wouldn't stop at just one kingdom, right?

In a short time, Star Trail had reached the end of the fourth floor of the library attic, and a wall and a door blocked his way.

Star Rail took out the student card and placed it in the recess in front of the door.

The light floated, and the door opened suddenly, but silently, and its structure was clearly quite exquisite.

Star Rail stepped into it, and when he stepped over the threshold, he could clearly feel a bit of resistance, which was obviously a defense mechanism that used the Boundary Force Magic Technique to prevent someone from taking advantage of the void, and the moment he stepped through the door, the door behind him also closed instantly.

The loft on the fifth floor is not spacious, only about ten meters to the left and right, and the number of books is much smaller.

Startrack looked all the way along the bibliography and found that almost all of them were transcriptions of the magic books of some well-known magisters in the past.

As a typical medium-type equipment of the magic guide, the magic guide book is used to record the lifelong perception of the magic master, and there are many ways to record it, most of which are burned on the magic guide book with their unique magic power and soul, so as to condense the huge perception data into a small magic guide book.

So, to read a book of magic left by another magister, you either need to get the approval of that magister's lineage, or decipher it yourself.

Deciphering is a very difficult and tedious task, not only does it require one's own soul and magic to feel, but also a little bit to understand the style of the owner of the magic guide book in order to complete it gradually.

Nowadays, the transcripts of various classic magic books are deciphered by others into words and pictures, and presented in a mode that ordinary people can read. Because of this, it can take dozens of transcripts to record a translation of a magic book.

Therefore, this method is much slower than directly perceiving the Magic Book, after all, directly reading the information of the Magic Book can be felt in a way that uses both soul and magic power, while the transcript can only be read one by one by sight.

This point, Star Trail is very clear.

Because the 'Book of Forgetting' in his hand is the magic book that Andres has given him the qualification to inherit, and he can directly comprehend it.

Even if he wasn't a magister, his soul could still read far faster than a regular transcript.

The fifth layer seems to have thousands or hundreds of transcripts, but in fact, they are all in dozens or even hundreds of copies to interpret a magic book, redundant and complex, and only suitable for some people who have enough time.

"Magic Guide Book ......" Star Track looked at the full transcripts around him, and sighed with emotion.

For the Magi of the old era, the Wizard Book was a lifelong effort, a witness to the path of the Wizard, and it did not have any other Wizard equipment.

He also often fantasizes about one day having a magic book that is truly his own.

Thinking like this, Star Rail couldn't help but take out the Book of Oblivion and caress it on the plain writing.

At that moment, he heard an exclamation.

"Anyone here?" "Anyone here?" the star trail darkened, and as he followed the prestige, he saw a woman staring straight at the Book of Oblivion in his hand.

"You ......," said the woman, "what is the relationship with Lord Andrés?"

*

Wednesday's second shift. I'm sorry, I have something to deal with, I only came back in the middle of the night to catch a watch, and there was a wave of explosions on the weekend.

(End of chapter)