After all, he had not studied culture specifically, and Norman held the pen in a very strange posture, holding the quill in his hand with a knife in his backhand, and then began to write on the parchment in front of him.

However, although the posture is not good-looking, and the old language patterns are crooked and unaesthetically pleasing, Norman did draw the two newly learned old words in their entirety.

It can be seen that, in addition to being a little ugly, Norman painted a lot of the parts that should be painted in these two ancient words, and there are no more brushstrokes in the places that should not be painted, and they are indeed exactly the reproductions of the two ancient words that Franklin painted on the slate just now.

Not only was he able to pronounce the pronunciation and remember the meaning at once, but he was also able to memorize the structure in its entirety at once, a performance that satisfied Franklin beyond words. Even if Franklin hadn't found out through dialogue when he was in the alley that Norman had learned from Bernie and them, Franklin would have wondered if he had learned it before.

"Good. ”

Franklin stopped talking nonsense when he was satisfied, and went straight to business, "Then I'll teach you a few new old words, you can learn ...... well."

Franklin took the pen and paper and eagerly began to teach. It was the first time in his life that he was so eager to teach others that if his wife saw it, she would wonder if her husband had been cursed by the evil mage.

Since Franklin was so willing to teach, Norman naturally had no reason not to learn, and listened carefully.

Norman's learning of ancient languages was mainly in two ways, one was to steal it from Peggy, which was a little difficult to learn, after all, he was lying to Peggy at that time, and Peggy would only say it once and would not explain it in detail, and the second way was to learn it from Bernie and his students.

When the kids taught him, they would explain it in as much detail as they could, because of his fists and other things, so it would be easier for Norman to learn than it would be when he stole from Peggy.

However, compared with Franklin's own teaching, the efficiency of those two kinds of learning is still lower: whether it is pronunciation, interpretation of meaning, or depiction of ancient patterns, Franklin and those students are obviously not at the same level, and Franklin has been engaged in teaching for a long time, and he also has his own unique set of methods to facilitate students' learning, for example, the splitting of ancient language patterns. He also used this method at the moment, and the eighteen kinds of martial arts were exhausted, which made Norman feel that he was learning a little faster than before.

So the two of them taught one and learned the other, all over again, and Norman's mastery of ancient languages continued to increase, and the font base was expanding rapidly.

To, shrimp, plum, grass, sister, cool, star, ancestor, bird, ear, hand......

In that mysterious space in Norman's mind, as the Norman's font expanded rapidly, new stars lit up in that starry sky. One after the other, they joined in a line like the last time, and then joined together, spreading like a fire, sweeping across the starry sky.

Sparks burn the prairie fire.

At the same time, in the real world, it was still afternoon, the sun was blazing, and the huge fireball of the sun hung in the sky and scorched everything, and the light sprinkled on the sky and the earth, there were no stars, let alone a starry sky.

For ordinary people, the stars will only rise after they raise their eyes and descend the mountain, and there are no stars during the day, but for some special people, such as mages, they will know that there are stars during the day, but they are only hidden by the sun's rays to the point of invisible.

But today is different, the stars seem to rebel, and not to be outdone, they emit a much stronger light than before, which can be detected even during the day.

A homeless man lying in the corner looked at the sky and cursed, "Damn it, it's hot...... Huh?"

He had seen that the sky was brighter than before, and the sun was obviously hotter, and he was about to curse the heat, but before he finished speaking, he realized that the sun was not hotter, but seemed to be cooler than just now.

This is the reaction of some ordinary people who notice the subtle anomaly of the sky, and they don't think much about it, and they immediately forget about it, but for others, it is obviously not a "subtle" or "uncaring" anomaly.

In the study of a residence somewhere west of the Third Ward, a man in his forties was crouching on the ground with his head in his hands, and a girl of about twelve years old was sitting on the edge of the desk, out of reach of her feet, swaying back and forth.

"You'll be my teacher from now on, don't you hear?"

The girl blinked her green eyes and said this to the man who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, and the man hurriedly said, "I heard, I heard!" From the gap between his arms, I could see that his face was blue and purple, as if he had just been beaten by someone.

The girl nodded in satisfaction, and was about to teach her "teacher" for a while, but suddenly she noticed something, and her little head turned sharply towards the window on the side, and the more she looked out, she looked at the sky, her face was a mixture of curiosity and excitement, and there was an urge to try it.

In the Harris Bakery in the sixth district, it is the time of the day when there are the fewest customers, the strong guy is lying on the side with a face towel covering his face, and he is left to sit behind the counter, with his right hand supporting his head and knocking his head, his eyes can't be opened, and he looks like he is about to fall asleep at any time, but suddenly his eyes opened, staring hard at a pair of cloudy old eyes, stretching his neck, looking at the sky outside the door, his eyes are full of thoughts.

In the side garden of Yabei Cathedral in the first district, a woman in a white robe was chatting with the blue-robed old man opposite her while drinking tea. But suddenly, the two of them looked up slightly in unison and looked at the sky above them.

"There is ...... again"

The blue-robed old man muttered softly, with deep jealousy in his eyes and a trace of disgust hidden deeply.

The white-robed woman didn't say anything, just looked at the sky quietly, and for some reason a strange and familiar man's face flashed in her mind.

On Duller Road in the 6th arrondissement, on the side of the street, an old fellow was curled up and sleeping soundly, but he could not sleep when the sky was bright.

After turning over several times, but still unable to sleep peacefully, the old fellow could only get up with a curse, cursing quietly and groping up and down on himself.

"Niang Xipi, do you have any quality, and let people not sleep, come ...... again"

It's obviously an old guy, but this scolding is full of energy, and his body is obviously very good.

He groped around himself for a long time, and finally pulled out a silver nar from his crotch, and then stopped scolding, shook his head, and held the silver narr in the palm of his hand and shook it towards the direction of the tavern.