Back at the age of ten, I closed this heavy book called Chronicles of the Magic Empire, and then opened a book called History of the Nobility of the Magic Empire, which was quite thin. As I said before, this is an era where the strong are respected, and the status of the nobility is difficult to pass down from generation to generation, and there are too many examples of dads being heroes and bears. However, the family that can seize the opportunity to gain a foothold in the adversity will definitely be able to become a terrifying monster.

There was once a business magnate whose son became an eighth-order powerhouse by fate, so the giant wanted to use money to constantly collect retainers, and when he reached a certain class, he would all be accepted as righteous sons, in a vain attempt to use this behavior to create a huge aristocratic family. At that time, such a move was a shock, and even some members of the council were already thinking about how to limit the rights of that family. Suddenly, the family collapsed in an instant, like a sandcastle on the coast, without warning, even if the business tycoon himself and his powerful son were still alive, it was completely impossible to stop it.

Looking at what happened to this family, I could only sneer and laugh, and going against the trend would only break apart. A group united by interests will inevitably be divided in the future because of interests; this is not the kind of stable society of the rule of law in the previous life, and this world believes in the law of the jungle in which the strong are always strong and the weak eat the strong, and the fools who are blinded by the illusion of stability and cannot see the essence of this world will surely be crushed by this world.

In my opinion, I have seen through the essence of the world, and there are only five groups that have established a powerful family, known as the five nobles of the Protectorate, and ordinary people can't even meet each other. Even after turning the pages of aristocratic history, deducting the general ostentation and meaningless disguise, the only thing that can enter my eyes is their family crest, lion, eagle, viper, pentagram and scepter. The founders of these families were all supreme and powerful, and in addition to the successive generations of their own families, they also supported their children's marriages. And the powerhouses above the fifth order, if they are favored by these families, it can be described as a step to the sky, whether it is the tilt of resources, the teaching of experience or even the protection of people, it is not comparable to being a nobleman and being a city lord.

The bloodline inheritance of the strong must have a greater chance of producing the strong, although it is impossible to make detailed statistics, but purely from the perspective of historical data, it should also belong to one of the rules of this world, of course, the closed family with the supremacy of the bloodline is extinct because of the curse. I boldly estimate that the only antidote to that curse is probably eugenics, and it's really scary to be uneducated.

And according to my estimate, their five major families must have touched the essence of the power of this world, and in addition to the deterrence of the supreme powerhouse, the more important thing for a family is actually a stable output of the strong. Ten eighth-order powerhouses could not do more than a hundred seventh-order powerhouses. And this understanding of the essence is like an enlightenment textbook, which is not enough to help the ninth-order powerhouse enter the supreme hall, but it can allow more people to enter the ranks of the strong.

Therefore, I had to go to the Noble Magic Academy, and before that, I had to cultivate to the third order before I could achieve the most basic admission requirements. Come on, five hundred questions for the entrance test, five hundred magic words you have to learn, essay guides... At that moment, I remembered the nightmare and fear of being dominated by the college entrance examination.

A month earlier, on my 10th birthday, Grandma Emma had handed me the basics of magic, a knight's training guide, and a sacred tome that I had hidden. Then, without hesitation, I stuffed the other two books into the depths of the bookcase, why did I come to the wizarding world to be a knight and a priest.

"Listen to my plea, O water elves, gather yourself into a clump and clear all obstacles for me. 」

"Water Polo!"

I looked ahead in the way the book says.

.....

Nothing happened!

Well, it scared the hell out of me.

This is my progress in the past month, I finished reading the whole book, and then I couldn't release any of the system's elementary magic, and it was completely an unadvanced waste.

Damn, that auditor didn't say she would help me adjust my constitution, or that I could learn magic.

I finally resisted the urge to take out the holy book and the knight's guide. I also avoided thinking about the hegemonic ideal of building a blast furnace and starting farming. No, you have to be persistent, you have to go through magic when you say that you can go through magic, what is going on with farming!

In fact, I know what is going on.

On the first page of the magic book, it is written that you must first believe that you can do it, so you can do it. That is, the practice of spiritualism that does not explain anything.

But from the previous life of technological development, I am definitely a materialist, if I suddenly believe that I recite some shameful mantras, and then it will cause some unknowable effects, who believes it?

yes, who believes, so I make no progress.

At this time, I missed my wise and beautiful mother, who was a third-order magician. Weiss's mother's care and Emma's grandmother's experience are great, but in this matter, it really doesn't come in handy...

Thinking about the black magic crystal that I pulled out of my pocket, I burst into tears again. There is no instruction manual... How is this stone going to be used?

In desperation, I saw it with my eyes, meditated on it, bit it, and even boiled it in soup, but it didn't work, and I didn't even leave a trace.

"Damn the black-robed man... I have the opportunity to take revenge on you, but I can't learn magic. The black-robed man was not surprised to lie down, although this pot should be on Anna's mother, but how can my wise Anna's mother take the blame, black-robed man, I swear to you!

This is not going to work, I walked out of the city with a sad face.

"Good morning, Master Allen, have you had breakfast, do you want to come to our house for some food?" 」

"Young Master Allen, why are you sad, are you being bullied, tell your aunt. 」

"Young Master Allen must be Sichun, do you want me to take you to Storm Castle to relax." 」

I respond to the enthusiastic lords one by one, Stormcastle... Of course I'll go, no, certainly not as the lewd uncle said. And the obscene uncle has been arrested by his wife and taken back to the small firewood room, and it seems that he will not be seen for a short time.

"Look at me, just heroic onslaught!"

"I'm not going to let you succeed, look at me, Earth Ball. 」

No, it's not a duel between the strong, it's just a roadside bear kid playing around. Looking at the sticks they were holding and playing with the dirt balls, an idea crossed my head in an instant.

Yes...

Water polo, in the final analysis, is to gather water together and throw it out, which is no different from dirt balls. So, instead of chanting a mantra stupidly and believing that they will coalesce into a ball on their own, shouldn't we find out what power brings the water together into a ball?

That's the way of thinking, when I thought about it hard, I couldn't figure it out for five years, but I figured it out when I saw the children on the street playing.

I walked out of town to a small river in the nearby forest, thinking about how I could experiment. I feel that this experiment has to fall on the magic crystal first. If I'm guessing correctly, maybe I can find the essence of magic.

I took out the magic crystal and pointed it at the river, this time instead of reciting the stupid incantation, I imagined it directly. Imagine a hand that reaches into the river and scoops up the water.

It was as if my consciousness had suddenly entered another world, and the world in front of my eyes suddenly became particles, or that everything was no longer made up of blocks of color, but of seemingly loose particles. Trees are made of green particles, the earth is made of yellow particles, and rivers are made of blue particles. And under his own imagination, a stream of gray particles suddenly emitted from the magic crystal, and the gray particles converged into a rough hand. As soon as the big hand fished forward, he directly scooped up a water balloon.

"Water Polo!" Under the control of my imagination, the big hand pulled directly back, and smashed the water balloon out. I saw the water balloon smash into a tree. The strength is far greater than that of ordinary water polo techniques, which usually can only wash their faces because of their lack of hardness, and this special water balloon directly breaks the trees.

"I... I see—" A tired sting stabbed into my head like a needle. It was pitch black in front of me, and I fell straight down in the forest.