The Pochi Castle in Bay City was in disrepair, and the servants brought by Alan had been cleaning the damp and dilapidated old creature these days, which was supposed to be a tedious process, so the slightest thing could get the servants' attention.

"Isn't that Young Master Allen?"

"Yes, it's Master Allen. ”

"He came back so early today. ”

"Ao, maybe it's not too busy, I heard people outside say that the young master's work is not very smooth. ”

"Why do you say that?"

"You know, this isn't Reef City, there are a lot of pirates hiding in the city, and..."

"It's scary!"

The two young maids hid in the corner and muttered until a sharp reprimand came from ahead: "What are you two muttering?

They shuddered.

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Ascending the stone staircase from the castle to the study on the third floor, Alan closed the door, then closed the open window, and finally sat down at his desk, raised his left wrist, and took a deep breath.

At this time, the six corners of the six-pointed star on his left wrist were constantly emitting a gray shimmer, vibrating slightly from time to time, as if to remind Alan that it had been recharged.

"Let's get started!" Allen's mind moved, and his surroundings suddenly quieted;

The constant sound of the waves outside the castle, the clanging of the blacksmith not far from the castle, and all the other small sounds seemed to be cut off, and could not be heard at all.

Time seemed to stop temporarily, and everything around Eren was frozen, except for the six-pointed star on his left wrist!

With Allen's order, the light of the six corners of the six-pointed star suddenly brightened, and then the six gray lights broke away from Allen's left wrist, like six elves, and turned in a circle along Allen's figure, and then formed a circle, spun and floated in front of him.

At the same time, six illusory and hazy images appeared in six gray rays of light.

A marching cauldron boiled to a boil, with a white thick soup bubbling inside

A blue streak like an eye was shining on the wooden door

A small gray fish with large eyes and a narrow tail roaming the river

A one-handed sword with a faint glow of fire, lying quietly in the furnace

A jasper-like crystal ball was held in the palm of the hand of the old witch

The last one was an orc with fangs, terrifying and red-eyed.

As long as you make up six energy clusters, you can start this lottery-like gift program in front of you, and most of the items are strange. Alan had already made the gift four times before, and he knew the process well, so he didn't make a rash choice, but watched each image with his eyes intently.

In the marching pot was a pot of white thick soup, already boiled and smoky, and with Allen's gaze, five fonts emerged.

【Battlefield Cooking】

"Battlefield cooking? Some foodies might be interested, but I didn't think about being a cook in the Big Soldier. ”

Shaking his head, he looked at the others in turn.

The blue eye pattern is called [Arcane Mark], and Alan guesses that it should be a spell.

The small gray fish is called [Abixien Longfin Fish], and he thinks that this should not be a pet, because fish pets seem to be rare in his cognition, let alone such a small fish.

Then it could be a magic material.

The one-handed sword that was glowing with fire was called [Glöfen's One-Handed Sword], and the name seemed quite bluffing, but Alan himself observed the fire, and it didn't seem to be very big.

The crystal ball held in the witch's hands is called the Witch's Eye, which looks mysterious, and Alan can't guess what it does.

The last one was an orc with red eyes, but his name was [Fury], and Alan was a little disappointed by this, he originally thought this was an orc follower.

Gastronomy, Arcane Seals, Small Fish, One-Handed Sword, Crystal Ball, and Fury, after reviewing all the items that appeared this time, Alan pondered slightly.

The presence of six items doesn't mean he can get them, he can only choose one of them, and alain has no way of knowing what these things do other than their names.

But Alan didn't complain about it, this mysterious six-pointed star that awakened a year ago was already an unexpected surprise, what else did he want?

The study on the third floor of the castle has been in a static state, and six hazy objects have been floating quietly in front of Allen, waiting for his choice.

Alan thought about it a little and then took the lead in giving up battlefield cooking. Again, he didn't want to be a chef in the big soldiers.

The second is the Abixien longfin fish, he guesses that this fish is very likely to belong to the category of magic materials, he has not yet condensed his magic power, he is not a magician, and he has not been exposed to the knowledge of magic materials, so he also gave up.

Then what he gave up was the one-handed sword, the faint light of the fire could not see how much power it could have, and Allen's future career plan was to be a mage, not a swordsman.

As his mind turned, the abandoned items quietly dissipated into ash, and finally there were three things left: the arcane sigil, the witch's eye, and the wrath spell.

Giving up the anger technique, a skill that can only be used in melee combat, Alan struggled a little, and finally chose the arcane mark.

The reason for abandoning the Witch's Eye in favor of the Arcane Mark is that the former is a magic item and the latter is a spell skill.

As far as he knew, most magic items needed magic power, and he hadn't condensed it yet.

Of course, magic skills also require magic power, and Eren can't use the arcane sigil either, but the main reason he chose the skill is not just to learn it.

Rather, I fell in love with its side effects.

The skills given by the gift are instantly instilled in Allen's mind, and countless knowledge that should have been mastered after a long period of study is instantly understood, and of course there will be some side effects.

This side effect is not much, it will only consume a lot of his mental power when the knowledge enters his mind.

It's not a good thing, because a lot of mental energy consumption can cause migraines, which last for several days.

However, Allen took this seriously, because he was stuck in a bottleneck.

The cultivation method of mages in this world is to first practice the primary meditation technique, which is similar to the contemplation method in the previous life, and then after a long period of practice, they can be regarded as entering the door of magic after condensing the first wisp of strange spiritual power that can be controlled by the mage's own will.

The six-pointed star awakened a year ago, and Alan figured out that it took almost half a year to figure out its effect, and then he could easily sense the convenience of the mage by using the six-pointed star, and he changed it from a mage who was short of money to the most basic meditation technique of the mages, and has been practicing until now.

At first, he could feel his spirit getting fuller every day, and he felt that it would not be long before he could control his first wisp of controllable spiritual power, which the mages called magic.

It's a pity that half a year has passed, and he has no other gains except for a better and better mental outlook.

Recently, I can't feel that my uncontrollable spiritual strength has increased.

He wasn't too frustrated, because at the beginning, the mage who traded with him had said that a mage like him who was a halfway monk would usually complete the initial cultivation process in about a year, and it only took Alan half a year to feel the bottleneck, and I have to say that it was already fast.

If he followed the normal cultivation process, he would probably have an epiphany one day, or after a long period of hard cultivation, he would naturally cultivate his magic power, but this uncertainty was probably not acceptable to anyone.

Alan has another option, and that is to give away.

He chose a spell when he first opened the gift, and then he was consumed with a lot of mental power, so much that he had a headache for almost a week, and finally found that because of his magic power, the spell he chose could not be released.

That feeling of being a cheat made him depressed for several days, so much so that he never chose a skill class after that.

However, at that time, he was not without gains, and after the headache, he found that his spiritual power had increased greatly, which once made him think that he had found a unique cultivation method.

However, the headache of depleting his mental power felt really uncomfortable, and his previous cultivation had been going well, so he didn't use this partial method anymore.

Until recently, no matter how much he cultivated, his spiritual power could no longer grow, and naturally, he thought of this.

Although his current mental power is not what it used to be, the large consumption brought by his skills may not be the same as it was at the beginning, but it should be somewhat stimulating.

He felt like he was just a little bit of excitement away from crossing the threshold!

"Hopefully my feeling is right. ”

Now that the choice has been decided, Alan no longer hesitates, and as soon as his mind moves, the floating image turns into a cloud of gray smoke and burrows into Allen's head from his mouth and nose.

The process seemed terrifying, but he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, until a continuous flood of memories erupted in his mind.

In the long and continuous memory, a figure is constantly busy, it is Alan, but it is not.

In his memory, he had no clutter, from memorizing spell knowledge points to constantly practicing, as if ignoring the fact that there was no magic power, and as if ignoring the passage of time and physiological instincts, he didn't eat, didn't sleep, and kept practicing this spell called the secret law mark until - the release was successful!

The memories kept flowing in his mind, and the moment he released the spell came to an abrupt end, Allen's eyes went black and he passed out.

There was nothing unusual in the study on the third floor of the old castle, and if anyone had been observing this place, they would only see that Alan had just raised his empty left wrist and was stunned, and then collapsed on the desk.

Outside the window, the waves roared, the blacksmith shop still struck iron, and the two lazy little maids downstairs whispered.