"'Strength is particularly great', 'strength' must not be explained by me, Mr. Xiu, of course you understand what this means, 'big' doesn't need to be said, the key is the word 'special' here. ”

"'Special' here is not just a word that accentuates the tone, but also plays a coherent role, making these words a complete phrase, which implies the principle of magic, and if I don't add this 'special', the length is not correct, this tattoo will not do anything, which is the result of a day and a night of meditation. ”

Norman pointed to the slogan "Particularly strong" on Monroe's body and explained it to Xiu with great interest.

Xiu frowned, pondered for a while, but still didn't understand the truth in it, so he had to ask, "Then what is the truth contained in this, which spell theorem does it fit?"

Norman looked at Xiu with a surprised expression of "You don't understand this?", which made Xiu's face flush a little for a while, and he felt as if he had asked a stupid question.

However, although Xiu was very stupid, Norman did not dislike him, but explained to him dutifully: "Of course, it is the 'Third Law of Spells' discovered by the origin mage Mr. Slav, which has a simple but profound explanation of the spell length and the effectiveness of the spell, and this spell is completed under the guidance of this law, and now it seems that the effect is good." ”

The Third Law of Slavic Spells?

Xiu's brows furrowed even more, and he tried to recall it, but he couldn't remember that he had heard of this character, and in the end he had to blame his own loneliness.

After Norman finished explaining this, he moved his finger and came to another place, "And the 'fast running' here, I guess I don't need to explain more, right?"

This time the correction found a loophole, and hurriedly said: "But according to Mr. Slav's third law of spells, isn't the length here incorrect?

Norman was pointed out the loophole, but his face did not change, and said: "That's right, according to the third law of Slavic spells, it really can't be done here, but as a mage, the most important thing is wisdom, and we can't be rigid in the use of spells, we need to use them flexibly." ”

"The famous white-robed mage Thatcher once left a spell notebook that recorded all her experiences in the study of spells during her life, including the study of the length of spells and the effectiveness of spells. In that account, she made it clear that there was a close relationship between the validity of a spell and the overall environment, and that as the environment in which the spell existed, the internal relationship of the spell would change accordingly, which she called the 'dance of spells,' which later generations often attributed to the third law of spells......"

Norman spoke very quickly, and it was full of all kinds of new theories that Xiu had never heard of, and Xiu's mind was dizzy and shaky when he heard it.

He had also thought that Norman would explain these new theories in detail, but before he could speak, Norman saw it, and asked thoughtfully, "Mr. Xiu, you don't even know these theories, do you?

Just kidding, he is a dignified black-robed mage, and it is estimated that he will be promoted to a red robe soon, and his future is even more limitless, how can he show his cowardice in front of a gray-robed mage who is not even a formal mage?

Norman's willingness to take the initiative to tell him these things is Norman's own business, and he "guides" him from the side, which can be regarded as giving some help to this junior, but if he is condescended to take the initiative to ask Norman about these basic things, then what is it?

At most, after waiting for a while, when I go back, I quickly take out all the classics at the bottom of my box and flip through them carefully.

Norman and Xiu are here as if no one is studying it, and Monroe, as a model, is motionless, but his eyes are dripping and rolling, and his eyes are complicated.

The more he listened, the more frightened he became.

They looked more and more like a real mage, and it was a very powerful kind - didn't you see that the mysterious and powerful mage cultivators looked like strange students who studied and listened carefully in front of him?

Monroe even began to wonder if the reason why he suddenly became powerful was because of the help of Barton, in addition to the magic treasure book he had picked up by stepping on shit.

This made his mind very confused now, and the idea of turning over and becoming the master of the house that he had already thought about was also greatly shaken in his heart.

After all, I have only just begun to learn those divine skills, and my strength is not yet as great as that of the great knight, so is it better to wait until my strength is stronger and then think about these thoughts. Otherwise, not to mention Barton, who can't figure out the details, is a cultivator who has a good relationship with him, and it is estimated that it will be enough for them to drink a pot.

“...... That's not right. ”

Although Xiu's brain was a little dazed by Norman's chaotic theories, he was a mage in the end, and his mental power was stronger than that of ordinary people, so he was not yet confused, and he was still barely thinking. And it was also under this kind of thinking that he suddenly discovered a fatal key problem.

"Mantras have always been made up of ancient languages, but all of them are lingua franca!"

Puzzled, Xiu Da stared at Norman with his eyes intended.

This guy can't fool himself, right?

Xiu, who had been fooled for a long time, finally showed the traditional virtue of the mage-wisdom-discovered this fact, but Norman had already shown his talent for mouth cannon when he was still a sage, and now he had reached the realm of a strong mouth king, how could he be asked?

Norman didn't panic at all, and said with an unchanged face: "You're right, spells have always been composed of ancient languages, but spells are not. ”

"Spells, spells......"

Xiu muttered to himself about these two very similar words, only to realize that he seemed to have fallen into some misunderstanding - or a trap early on.

"Ancient languages are extremely important in the spell system, but many things don't necessarily need ancient languages to be presented, such as potions, such as magic circles. Take magic circles as an example, their main body is just a pile of lines and patterns, many times they don't use ancient words, but they can exert the effect of stimulating spells, and the same is true for spells. ”

Xiu listened to Norman's words and could only nod.

"Of course, Mr. Xiu, your idea has provided me with a new idea, maybe we can try to use your idea to try again in the future, maybe it can play an unexpected effect! But for now, let's go back here first, let me explain the rest to Mr. Xiu, and I hope that Mr. Xiu can put forward some insights on this from a professional point of view, that will be of great help to me......

After bypassing the question simply and briskly, Norman brought the scene back to the previous rhythm and bombarded Xiu's mind with all sorts of weird theories he had improvised about.

"'Brave', this pattern is crucial here......"

"'Kill your whole family', ha, this magic pattern is amazing, I personally think this is the most in line with the laws of nature of all the magic patterns on his body, and it is also the most beautiful magic pattern, which can be said to be my proud work this time......"

......

Although Xiu's spiritual power is stronger than that of ordinary people, he is only a black-robed mage after all, and no matter how strong he is, he is limited. Under the bombardment of Norman's fatigue, the result of his racking of his brains was a deep frown, and all kinds of things were mixed up in his brain, and the fight was so hard that it almost blew up his brain.

In the end, Xiu shook his head violently, threw the things in his head out of the clouds, and finally cleared up temporarily, and then thought faintly in his eyes: It's not a way to go on like this, so far, I haven't understood anything!

You have to think of a way......

Xiu looked at Norman, who was still chattering in front of him, and then looked at the magic patterns on the model's body, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Barton said these things in such detail and meticulously, and there was not a single ambiguity, so Barton should not have lied to him, but he must have hidden something. It is precisely because of the incomplete knowledge and the lack of some key information that I am in this incomprehensible state!

The more Xiu thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

Then a bold thought flashed in Xiu's heart: Otherwise, take some means to force him to pour out everything he knew?

This thought made Xiu's heart jump violently, and once it appeared, he couldn't get rid of it, which made his heart itch extremely strangely.

From the current point of view, although Barton is only a gray-robed mage, he has a lot of secrets about spells, which can be called a walking humanoid spell knowledge base.

What if he could pull out all the things Barton knew?

This is not very difficult to implement, because although Barton knows a lot of magic knowledge, he is just a gray-robed mage, that is, he is just an ordinary person after all, and it is really easy for a real mage like himself to deal with him.

In terms of magic power, I have an artifact in my hand, and in terms of knowledge, if I get this walking humanoid spell knowledge base to replenish it, wouldn't I be invincible? Becoming a white-robed mage seems to be inevitable!

The more Xiu thought about it, the more excited he became, but as soon as he saw the model in front of him, and then saw the slaves around him who were covered with magic patterns, his increasingly hot heart slowly cooled down, and he smiled bitterly in his heart.

It would have been nice if he had come out sooner, but it was born at this time, and it seemed too late.

Although Barton is just a gray-robed mage, an ordinary person, these slaves of his are not.

Under Patton's transformation, these slaves were already a formidable force.

Xiu had also watched the last life-and-death battle just now, and knew what level these slaves were, if he gave Xiu some time to prepare, Xiu was confident that he would still be able to deal with one or two, but there were six slaves here! Even with the help of artifacts, Xiu was not sure that he would be able to deal with them, let alone four slaves with magic patterns on their bodies in the distance.

This is a huge force, and judging from the intimacy between these slaves and Patton, this huge force is obviously firmly in Patton's hands, so it is not easy for him to deal with the current Patton. On the contrary, it will be very difficult, even life-threatening.

Alas......

Xiu sighed inwardly, secretly hating that he had missed the good time, but he immediately pulled himself together again.

Just because he can't hold his chin now doesn't mean he won't be able to do it in the future.

With an artifact in his hand and Barton teaching him pinyin, he believed that his strength would grow by leaps and bounds in the days to come. As his strength grows, it may not be long before he will have the strength to deal with Barton, and when the time comes, this walking knowledge base of humanoid spells will become his!

Xiu didn't know, he was really not a qualified actor, and when he was thinking about these thoughts, the expression on his face changed so much that as long as he wasn't a fool, he could see it. However, Norman's intermittent blindness seems to have flares up again, and he doesn't see it at all, but he has been enthusiastically showing Xiu his proud achievements in spells using foreign objects as a guy who can't become a mage.

And Xiu, who had figured it out, no longer changed color, but smiled at Norman affectionately several times, trying to hide his inner thoughts in this clumsy way, and then continued to listen carefully to what Norman said.

But there were so many slogans on Monroe's body, and it didn't take long for Norman to finish them all.

“...... That's it, Mr. Xiu, what do you think?"

Norman looked at Xiu with a smile on his face.

Xiu didn't hesitate to praise, "Mr. Barton, your research and development of the principles of spells is amazing!" and then he was speechless.

For this mage who is all about spells, you obviously can't ask him to be as casual as Norman and talk endlessly, to this extent, Xiu is already doing his best.

This is already the most disgusting sycophant he has ever filmed in his life.

Norman smiled, "Thank you." Then he turned his head slightly, looked at Monroe, and asked, "Monroe, what do you think now?" As a client, I would like to hear your thoughts, which will be of great help to both me and Mr. Xiu. ”

Probably because of the lack of a thief's heart, Monroe felt that Norman's eyes staring at him were particularly shining, like the sun, as if they were going to illuminate all the dark thoughts in his heart, which made him panic, and hurriedly said loudly: "Thank you Lord Barton for your concern, I feel very good now, very good, very good! As the Master said, Lord Barton, your wisdom and strength are amazing! It is the greatest honor in my life to be your slave!"

This fellow, who was originally a craftsman, was obviously born with the talent of being an official, and his ability to pat on the back was much more clever than that of Xiu, which made Norman very useful when he heard it, and happily patted Monroe on the shoulder, and hugged him tighter and more intimately.

And these words, an action, made the slaves around them listen with their ears pricked up, so that Jacob and Xiudu could see and listen.

Everyone was silent, but they had their own ghosts, only Norman was comfortable with this sycophant, smirking, his mouth couldn't close, and he didn't notice the strange atmosphere around him.