The idea of selling a man to gain a high position has been seen through, and our Norman is now ashamed, but fortunately Lancelot has relieved him.

This good comrade, who just talked about "eating soft rice" and "respecting women", did not go any further after talking for a while, but talked about the main purpose of his initiative to come to the door this time.

"I'm different from Gawain, he thinks it's important to teach you to be a nobleman, but I think it's more important to make you a nobleman successfully......"

As soon as Lancelot came up, he overturned all of Gawain's past policies and directly opened up a new direction, and Norman listened to the content of his speech, and vaguely understood why he had just broken his true thoughts: in this way, Lancelot succeeded in erecting a "Lancelot is stronger than Gawain" in the minds of his Norman and all the mages Gawain said that people have the instinct to obey the strong, so that Lancelot and Gawain's new policy direction, which is completely different, can be smoothly promoted and accepted by everyone. Then, by smoothly promoting a policy that was radically different from Gawain's, Gawain's mark on the Templars was completely erased, and in the end, Lancelot became the new leader, and Gawain would no longer be remembered.

This is a complete reproduction of the story of a certain king that Gawain once told Norman.

Of course, Norman held all this in his heart, didn't say it, just listened to Lancelot talking.

“...... Lord Norman, can you tell me how you felt after you pronounced that old phrase last night? ”

Lancelot did go in a completely different direction from Gawain, and he didn't tell a story and came directly to the spell, but it happened that Norman also wanted to study the spell to see if there was a way to cast it, so he hit it off with him, and immediately elaborated on his feelings, "I didn't feel anything when I read that old saying I didn't understand, but the first two spells were different......

He recounted his experience of casting the spell in detail, and after listening to it, Lancelot quickly made a judgment.

"At first glance, spell spells don't just need to be pronounced, but you need to know the content of the spell. It is precisely because you do not understand the phrase 'life and death of the country for profit, and it is not for the sake of misfortune and fortune to avoid it', so you cannot use the corresponding spell, of course, it does not rule out the possibility that this old saying does not have any magical effect, and everything we do is just speculation without the exact facts......"

Lancelot's initial judgment was no different from Norman's, and they both believed that they needed to understand the spell before they could cast the spell, and Lancelot finally made a request.

"Can you try that spell again now? the one that Peggy showed you, the spell you should be able to understand, if you don't remember, I can tell you. ”

In the Knights Templar, there are many backups, and all kinds of data backups, as long as Norman has seen and heard of them, basically all of them.

But Norman didn't.

"I remember. ”

Since it was the only spell Norman knew, he was still very impressed, remembering every ancient saying, but he didn't understand Lancelot's request.

"I can't cast spells without a channel. ”

Lancelot said, "Try it and you won't lose a piece of meat, maybe it's done?"

If it was Gawain, he would definitely take the opportunity to say a lot of truth at this time, but Lancelot didn't say anything, Norman thought to himself.

But he didn't shirk it, he got up from the ground, stood in the candlelit room, closed his eyes and recalled the contents of the spell. After confirming that everything was correct, he opened his mouth and began to chant.

"Thy faithful believers pray for ......"

Just like the last time he chanted in the alley, Norman clearly felt something flowing through his body as he chanted, and the direction of his sense was the direction of the meditation space.

It's the magic that flows!

Just like last time, the mana quickly drained away as he chanted the incantation, but unlike last time, this time Norman clearly remembered the time when the mana drained.

It was when he pronounced the word "prayer" that the magic ran dry.

However, Norman did not stop immediately, but continued to chant, "...... Before and after me, please come down. ”

The paraffin wax in the room continued to burn, emitting inferior black smoke and a pungent smell that barely illuminated the small room.

As before, nothing happened.

"How?"

Lancelot asked as soon as Norman stopped, and Norman gave him the truth: "Just like last time, I felt the magic flowing when I said the mantra, but when I said the word 'prayer', the magic ran dry. After saying that, he turned around the room again, looking back and forth, left and right, "And nothing happened, the spell failed." ”

Lancelot did not speak again after listening to Norman's description.

Norman waited for a while, but he didn't wait for him to speak, and he sat down again, took the Adrian's notebook, and looked at it again.

But before he could read two pages, Lancelot spoke again.

"We just discussed a conjecture: if you can recite the entire spell before the mana runs dry, you might be able to succeed. ”

Norman listened to Lancelot's idea and objected: "How is this possible? First, I didn't sign a contract with the gods, and secondly, how could I recite such a long ancient sentence in such a short time when the magic has been draining?"

"Rules are meant to be broken,"

Lancelot has been in the job for so long, and finally taught Norman the first thing, "The same is true of the three elements of spells, if you don't try and someone tells you that you can't do it, then you have failed." ”

Norman listened thoughtfully.

Lancelot then added, "As for your second point, it's entirely possible to recite that spell in a short period of time, just speed up your speech. At this point, Lancelot gave an example, "You've heard the bard sing, haven't you?"

Norman replied with an "yes".

Bards, of course, are meant to sing, and many of the stories are sung in the form of songs, and for the former Normans, the melodious singing of the bards who pass through the village every year is the most wonderful enjoyment.

"There's a form of singing, different from the one you've heard, called rap. Specifically, it's about singing the song at a very fast speed, which we've just tried, and in this way, you'll be able to recite all the mantras by the time you say the 'prayer' as soon as possible. ”

Rap?

It was a new old phrase for Norman, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like to sing very quickly.

Is that still singing? Ah, no, aren't they talking about spells? How are they talking about singing?......

Lancelot didn't care what he thought, and still said, "As long as you master the art of rapping, you can finish the spell before the magic runs dry, and you may be able to cast a spell." ”

Finally he muttered to himself.

"Rap mage? Interesting......"