After twenty days of repeated practice, Margaret began to master some ways to store her magical powers. Although the Ice Princess of Winter was qualified to learn magic, Golia had no time to teach her magic, and all magic-related exercises and knowledge were instructed by Luciano, a "beginner" in destructive magic.

Margaret didn't know how well Luciano mastered other types of magic, but she was sure that Luciano wasn't good at destroying magic, as she had surpassed Luciano when she first came into contact with it.

"Your mana has increased a little more today," Luciano helped Margaret increase the amount of mana her body could store, following the way Miss Goliath had taught, "enough to hit the 'Light Wheel' twice." The light wheel that Luciano was referring to was the same magic he used to kill the two bandits on the night the thieves entered the village.

This kind of destructive magic, which turns magic into power, can be deadly, but its power has a lot to do with the user's ability, and even the user's personality can have some effect on this type of magic.

Luciano claimed to be a weak and timid man, so the light wheel he hit could only fly at an extremely slow speed, and if he had used this magic by a brave and decisive person, it would have been impossible for the second bandit to dodge the light wheel attack that night.

"Can I finally hit the light wheel twice?" Margaret was excited, she was very accomplished in her hard work during this time, especially on the tenth day of learning magic, when she played the first light wheel - when the branches of the big tree were cut off by the light wheel, she suddenly felt that she could also protect herself, and no longer drag down her brother Jack and others because of her incompetence.

"Yes, the magic power in your body is enough to hit twice, but the power of the second time will definitely be much weaker, and..."Luciano secretly glanced at Margaret's chest, and he immediately turned his head away when he was almost noticed, "and you will become very weak after hitting the second light wheel, and I will have to support you back to rest when the time comes..."

Margaret felt uneasy at the thought of her frail appearance. The experience of being caught by the bandits is still vivid, and being at the mercy of her body and will is what Margaret hates the most in her heart, she doesn't want to be dependent on others again, and she doesn't want to show her weak side to others, even if it is this "teacher" named Luciano.

"I... I'll try my best to control the consumption of mana!"

"Alright then, get ready, I'll confirm the target for you. With that, Luciano walked into the distance, and placed a thin plank on a long wooden frame, which was Margaret's target, and she could no longer target the tree in front of her.

Where the two of them stood was a very spacious open-air garden, one much lower than the city level. It is part of the dungeon, and the underground garden is connected to the passages of the other dungeons. In the center of this garden there is a tree with a thick trunk that five people holding hands cannot fully hold its trunk. Its branches and leaves are like dark clouds in front of the moon, blocking most of the garden sky and absorbing all the sunlight, so you will feel especially shaded when standing under the big trees. The number of roots is also terrifying, and the entire rectangular garden is almost entirely above its roots, larger than the central square of Doret City.

According to Luciano, the tree was planted after Miss Goliath came here, but she didn't expect that a small seed would grow into such a towering tree in just over a year. All the citizens who saw the tree were amazed, and they thought that it was the tree of life that Goria had cultivated with magic, and that it was a miracle of the goddess.

Margaret stood twenty meters away from the wooden frame, which was only ten meters away from the beginning, but Margaret had hit the target accurately with the light wheel she had hit the target the first few times, so she chose to go farther this time. At the same time, the target this time also became a plank less than five centimeters thick, and the last time it was a long branch.

"Ready!" Luciano gave a thumbs up next to the wooden frame, and when he saw that Margaret was also giving a thumbs up, he immediately walked away to the side.

Margaret held her breath and focused, feeling the magic in her body. A short incantation was silently recited in her mind, and a pure white wheel of light waved out.

The light wheel flew fast, more than three times as fast as Luciano, like a bird swooping down on the water.

With a "click", Magalette struck out the smooth wheel and cut the wooden frame supporting the plank in half. The light wheel shot from 20 meters away did not hit the target, but only hit the wooden frame half a meter below the target.

"Failed," Margaret leaned over, gasping for air. This was the fifth time she had used this magic, but this time she consciously controlled the amount of mana consumed, and because of this unskilled move, she lost her aim and hit the light wheel without fully aiming.

Luciano came over and said, "It's okay, I feel like you need to concentrate more, and when I first started learning magic, Miss Goliath told me that concentration is a compulsory course for all magicians, and if you can't concentrate all of it, it will have a great impact on the magic you cast." ”

Margaret took the other party's words to heart. For someone new to magic, these experiences were what she needed most, and Luciano didn't hold back.

"I really didn't get my full focus this time," Margaret straightened up again, and she began to feel the magic left in her body, "You go and get ready, I'm going to try to hit the second glowing wheel." ”

"Good. Luciano took out a wooden shelf again and placed a long branch on it. This time he suggested that Margaret walk back to the ten meters, after all, the first time she cast her magic, she had already consumed most of her mana.

However, to the surprise of both of them, the second light wheel became very thin, as if it were transparent. It was also so powerful that it could not cut off a branch that was only the thickness of a finger, but it left a shallow mark on the branch, as if a very thin and sharp piece of paper had been cut across the branch.

Although the power was small, this light wheel had already consumed all the magic power in Margaret's body. As St. Goliath admonished, those who use up all their magical powers, whether ordinary people or magicians, become very weak, and the degree of weakness is related to the constitution, and a delicate young woman like Magalet immediately collapsed on the grass due to exhaustion, exhaling heavily.

Luciano went to get some water before returning to Margaret, who had rested for more than ten minutes, was finally able to sit up on her own, but at this time she didn't have much strength, and Luciano could only chat with her beside her.

This shy teenager claimed to be an orphan, the son of a mercenary. The mercenary and Miss Gloria were old acquaintances, so when the mercenary died, Miss Gloria brought him back to live with the other orphans who had been adopted by Miss Goliath. In fact, the person who took care of him and arranged his life was not Goliath, but Goliath's sister, Miss Delia.

Miss Delia is a beautiful mercenary who takes great care of Luciano and of course the other orphans. At first, Luciano was treated differently by Miss Delia, who had him taught to read and write, but taught the other orphans to wield swords with crossbows. At that time, Luciano thought that it was because of his physical problems, so Miss Delia asked him to do the lightest work. Then Miss Gloria came to the place full of orphans and took him to another place. The orphans of that place were learning ancient scripts, those that had long since ceased to circulate on the mainland. At that time, Luciano noticed a difference in the new environment, because the orphans who were selected to learn ancient scripts were very intelligent and few in number.

It wasn't until he was about fifteen years old that Luciano was really introduced to magic. After reading the old books on his own, Luciano realized that he had been selected to study magic, but he had always been concerned about the fact that many of the orphans he had studied with him were gone, and Miss Goliath would not tell them where their classmates were.

"Well... I didn't expect your background to be so pitiful," Margaret had almost regained her strength and was able to wave her arms at will, "but you're also lucky to have the qualifications and conditions to come into contact with these." ”

Luciano smiled sheepishly, "I'm the worst qualified, and I'm stupid, I don't know why I was chosen to be in that group that studied magic... Ji'er, Felisty, and Ayrne, who studied ancient characters with me, were all much smarter and more gifted than me, and even the gentle and intelligent Carrie didn't join that group, and I don't know why I was chosen..."

"Isn't Carrie a magician?"

"No, she had been with Miss Delia before returning to Miss Delia," Luciano looked sad at the mention of Delia's name, "I don't know how Miss Delia is now, Miss Delia has not told us about her sister's condition. ”

Margaret is not interested in what Miss Delia is, she is only interested in other magicians who use magic. Because she cared so much about what Golia had said that day—"This continent only needs one kind of magic, and that is the magic that follows my will." ”

This sentence made Margaret haunt her, because she knew very well that she could not become a weapon of the Saint Goliath or Theoguna Empire, her heart had always been connected to the Kingdom of Cose, and everything she did was not only to make herself independent, but also to become a person who could contribute to her mother country, which required the support of magical knowledge.

"That's right... Miss Margaret, a man of such dignity as you... Have you ever killed someone?"

"Of course not..."

"But anyone who wants to learn destruction magic can become a mage with blood on his hands," Luciano was a little frustrated, "I'm not really good at destruction magic, but I also know that I need this kind of magic, otherwise I won't be able to protect the people I want to protect." He remembered the crucial moment in the Battle of Dorett, when the whole world stood still.

Margaret rested her chin on her clenched knee, "If for something to protect... That's homicide... I wouldn't hesitate either!"