Castle in the sky, Alinge Magic Tower.

Berkeley had become accustomed to the grandeur of the building, and was no longer amazed by its very different appearance from other magic towers, but only liked and admired it from the bottom of his heart.

Moreover, as soon as he saw this magic tower, Berkeley felt a sense of stability and steadiness, no longer afraid of being afraid, no longer waking up from his dreams as often as he used to, fearing that he would be found by the night watchman and burned at the stake.

"This is a magician's paradise......" Berkeley closed his eyes and sighed softly, and then a fire seemed to burn in his heart, would she still be there today?

He quickened his pace and walked through the halls of the Magic Tower, directly into the first floor of the first floor where the "General Arcane Library" was located.

Since many Arcanists are accustomed to reading or delving directly into the library after borrowing books, so that they can understand what information is missing as soon as possible, the Council of Magic has established a "Reading Room" in the vacant area of Sector 1 to provide a quiet reading space for Arcanists.

Later, many arcanists found the environment to be ideal for reading books that did not require experimentation, and they also came here to study.

Berkeley took out two thick black-covered books from his storage bag, took two deep breaths, and then slowly entered the "reading room" as if he wanted to study them carefully.

As soon as he entered, his eyes looked towards the window, hoping to see a beautiful figure there.

"She's really here again!" Berkeley's heart was pleasantly surprised, and his expression couldn't help but brighten.

The sun shines through the window and pours silently on a beautiful girl. She is focused and indifferent, her facial features are exquisite, her lips are dark but full of demonic charm, coupled with the halo caused by the sun, the whole person is like a fairy of ice and snow, difficult to describe and paint.

It was the most beautiful and fascinating woman Berkeley had ever seen in all parts of the continent, so much so that he had spent most of the week in the "reading room," quietly admiring the young girl.

"No, it can't go on like this...... Berkeley muttered to himself. It's as if you have to make up your mind to work hard. "No one knows if she will come to the reading room next week, after all, she rarely came before, you must know her, you can't miss it!"

He puffed himself up. After dozens of seconds, I finally made up my mind. He walked over to the girl with a book.

"Don't be afraid. Just a normal acquaintance of friends!"

"Take out the courage you used to contact the noble lady!"

Countless thoughts came to Berkeley's mind, and he felt as weak as his heart.

The girl looked intently at the book in her hand, and from time to time she was doing something on the scratch paper. Didn't notice Berkeley's proximity.

Her hair seemed to be made of ice crystals, clear and sparkling above the sun, reflecting a faint halo of colorful light, and Berkeley was dizzy to watch.

"Dear lady, may I sit here?" Berkeley asked, his lips dry, and he felt his voice tremble a little.

There was no interruption in the rustling of the quill brushing the paper, and the beautiful girl did not raise her head, still focused.

"May I sit here, dear lady?" asked Berkeley, holding back his timidity to turn away.

The book flipped and the elf-like girl nodded indistinctly.

Berkeley thought unconfidently, but he immediately told himself that he wouldn't care, as long as she didn't directly object, then agree!

He cautiously sat down across from the girl, glanced at the other party secretly, and was once again shocked by the delicate and unreal face, and at the same time noticed that there were two badges on the other's magic robes, a four-star Arcanist badge and a two-ring magician badge.

A mid-level arcanist at such a young age, Berkeley was shocked, and then his mind kept racing, trying to make sense.

"Ma'am, I've been in the council for several years, and I've never met anyone with so many arcane levels that exceed the magic level, you're truly an arcane genius. Berkeley struggled to make his smile elegant and handsome.

The girl took the quill and continued to write something, without even making a mummmm.

Berkeley's smile froze on her face, she didn't like the topic?

So, he said, "Ma'am, you seem to have the blood of the Ice Elves? This is a very rare bloodline, I remember that only the Northlands can exist. ”

As soon as the words fell, the girl's left hand suddenly raised, which surprised Berkeley very much, and finally reacted!

The girl's thin eyebrows furrowed, her left hand supported her cheek, and her index finger unconsciously reached to her mouth, touching her lips, but she still didn't look at Berkeley or say a word.

Berkeley was first captivated by the beautiful picture, and then a great depression swelled up, and the frustration of defeat gnawed at his soul deeply.

No, you can't just give up!

If you miss it, you won't have a chance, who knows if she is from the Northland, and who knows if she will return soon!

After a few minutes, Berkeley plucked up his courage again and softened his stiff smile: "Ma'am, I admire your concentration and am curious what you are studying. ”

As soon as he spoke, he wanted to slap himself hard, because he could see that the books in front of the girl were full of familiar mathematical symbols, and it was not difficult to guess what type of book it was.

The index finger of the girl's left hand seemed to have reached into her lips a little, her eyes were fixed on the scratch paper, and the quill held in her right hand continued to stroke, as if only she and the books, paper, pen and ink in front of her were left in the whole world, and no one else existed, even if she sat opposite her, it was regarded as air.

Berkeley was silent for a few more minutes, his heart was burning and could not be extinguished, so he regrouped and said: "Madam, I have taken a look, you seem to be learning calculus, I don't know what problems you have encountered, you can say it, let's discuss it together, although I have only been in the council for a few years, I still have a good grasp of calculus, after all, it is related to the solution of the spell model......"

He tried to start with the girl's main concern.

Before Berkeley finished speaking, the girl raised her head suddenly, and a pair of translucent eyes like ice crystals looked at him seriously, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

"How should the limits be defined strictly in order to avoid the problems that arose before?what about continuity?what about derivatives?what about infinitesimal ones?how should they be mathematically self-consistent......" The girl's voice was cold and refreshing, as if the snow was drifting in winter, and her tone was full of seriousness.

Berkeley was dumbfounded, his mouth half-open, and he couldn't close it, what was this? What the hell was she studying? It's, it was terrible!

His brain seemed to be swept away by the legendary spell "Spirit Storm", and he couldn't find anything empty, and the girl looked at him intently and seriously, seeing that he subconsciously replied: "I, I didn't think about these problems......"

The girl let out an "oh", without a little disdain, only a faint disappointment, and continued to bury her head and write her thoughts.

Looking at the cold girl bathed in the bright sunlight in front of her, Berkeley felt that her heart was destroyed and she had no fighting spirit, she was the goddess of the arcane realm, she could only watch from afar, she could only admire, and she could not get close. (To be continued......)

PS: The characters are here for the time being, and tomorrow it will be more "Parliament Rise", and in addition, seek to realize the dream~