The next day, Cyril did not go to the training ground with Matthew, but studied hard alone in his room. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The few learning tools that Helo chose for him are very easy to use, and he can quickly write Chinese characters in his head.

Magic ink that looks like pure black, but changes color depending on your mood when you write it, and a notebook that can record a lot of knowledge, but looks thin and small.

Cyril's room was temporarily prepared for him by Andrista and Vanessa, in the far corner of the second floor.

Although the rooms are slightly smaller than those of the others, the room is also very clean and tidy under the decoration of the two, and it is very warm.

On the right hand side of the door was a small bookshelf, in addition to the basic magic books I had purchased earlier.

There is also Matthew's fantasy novel "Vulcan Movement" that he was very passionate about, "The Radiance of Radiance with You" prepared for him by Andrista, and "Walking with Wolves" that Vanessa stuffed an entire bookshelf.

Only Tap, who doesn't read, doesn't stuff a few books into his shelves.

In the corner of the room is a single bed made of red maple with a thick futon on top.

After learning that Cyril was afraid of the cold, Andrista prepared a very heavy fur cover for him.

Next to the bed, there is a pair of tables and chairs that I bought only today, and the wall on which the tables and chairs lean is decorated with a large window, and curtains embroidered with blue flowers are hung on both sides.

At this point, Cyril sat at the table and struggled to take notes.

Although he can't remember magic spells, Cyril can still remember other things about magic.

He's been scrolling through his notes right now, jogging down spells that are useful and likely to be used.

Then they are arranged according to the level of magic, the attributes of magic, and the degree of commonality.

"Median low-rank thunder attribute magic chain lightning ...... The mana consumption is high, the power is high, and the spell chanting time is long. Kindness...... It's categorized as 'occasional use', followed by ......"

After gently pushing the door open, Antrysta saw Cyril who was serious about learning.

At this time, he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses prepared by Atrista, and held a quill in his hand, constantly flipping through the magic book beside him, and then recording one incantation after another.

Azvesta coughed lightly, and after Cyril turned around, she said, "Okay, don't work so hard, do you want some coffee?"

Cyril nodded, and took the coffee that Atrista handed him, the clear, dark brown liquid emitting a rich aroma.

After drinking it in his mouth, the thick bitterness and just the right amount of sourness lifted Cyril's spirits.

Andrista smiled and said, "Cheer up, don't work so hard, if there are any questions you can't ask." ”

After thinking about it, Cyril realized that she really had a few questions to ask her, not magical, of course.

Turning around, Cyril removed the glasses from his face and placed them on the table.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Well, I should be just an ordinary passerby, right? Why not only did you save me, but you didn't ask for anything in return, and you were willing to take me in with you?"

In fact, when he asked this question, Cyril himself was a little worried and scared.

After all, living in someone else's house without paying any fees is already very excessive, and it is indeed a bit too much to question others now.

Andrista sighed, then held out her hand to Cyril.

Closing his eyes tightly, Cyril thought he was going to be beaten, but Atrysta just put her hand on Cyril's head and gently rubbed his smooth white hair.

"Don't worry, if you are left alone with a lovely and amnestic kid like you, you will soon be deceived into not knowing where to go, and you may become a slave or a prisoner of war. ”

With a smile on her face, Andrista continued: "And I'm a priest who has been blessed by the goddess of light, and the good or bad of a person's heart can't hide from my eyes, so why not help a good boy like you?"

Nodding, since coming to this strange continent, Cyril has been very scared in his heart.

But after being comforted by Atrista, he felt that the uneasiness in his heart had dissipated a lot.

Picking up the magic book he had just placed on the table, Cyril asked, "By the way, I have one more question for me, which is about magic." ”

"Ask, I'll tell you if I know the answer. Antrysta nodded.

He doubled the paper in his hand to record his physical fitness, and then doubled the magic book.

Cyril asked, "Is there any special magic that suits me when my mental power far exceeds my magic power?" After all, if I only use magic to fight, I will run out of magic if I can't release a few powerful spells, and my powerful spiritual power will be useless." ”

Nodding her chin slightly, Antrysta thought for a moment and said, "Priests are indeed good at spiritual power, but we generally transform spiritual power into the power of faith, and then release magic by using the power of the gods. But since you're not a priest, you can't use such magic. ”

"Take a look at this book, it records the cultivation method of telekinesis, which is a kind of magic that turns mental power into a substantial physical attack, and is generally more popular in the eastern continent. ”

After handing Cyril a thick, beautifully wrapped book with silver runes engraved on the cover, Antresta said.

"Also, you can try it out and see if you have any talent in alchemy or engraving, and strong spiritual power is also very helpful for these two professions. ”

Holding this heavy magic book, Cyril nodded, and then said very firmly: "Don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations and soon become a powerful magician." ”

Pouring a full cup of coffee into the cup Cyril had placed on the table, Atrysta reached out again and rubbed Cyril's hair.

Then she said very softly: "Don't force yourself, no one will force you to do something you don't want to do." It's getting late now, so let's go to bed early after reading a book for a while. ”

Nodding his head, and watching Atrista walk out of her room, Cyril walked over to the table again.

He closed his notebook, opened the heavy magic book in his hand, and began to study the magical and unique magic of telekinesis.

After walking downstairs with the coffee pot, Andrista saw Matthew, who was leaning next to the fireplace, drinking without a sip of wine, looking at the beautiful woman album in his hand, and shook her head helplessly.

"Hey, I really hope Cyril can be our captain! How good is such a serious and talented child who also studies hard, I don't know how many times better than that perverted uncle who can only drink and pick up girls. ”

Matthew raised his head and asked helplessly, "Well, did I hear someone scolding me just now?"

Antrysta turned her head and said with a smile on her face, "You heard it wrong~"

"But I really think I've heard it. Scratching his head, Matthew said with some unhappiness.

The smile raised at the corner of her mouth was slightly wider, and Antrysta, who maintained this sweet smile, continued: "It seems that Captain Matthew's ears are not very good, why don't you cut off these ears that are not very good, and I will help the captain replace them with a pair of new ears that are easy to use." ”

Swallowing his saliva, Matthew showed a stiff smile and said a little unnaturally: "It's better not for you to do it, I also feel that I probably heard it wrong just now." ”

Placing the coffee pot on the table, Andrista turned around and walked upstairs. (To be continued.) )