After some effort, Lukka ended his meditative state, opened his eyes and asked, "How is it?"

"Well, it's not bad. Shut up and nodded, "The stun technique you cast can probably stun one or two rats, and next time if someone's granary is infested with rats, you can go to work to earn some extra money." ”

"You're not kidding!" Lukka said, "I'm not unskilled in my vertigo, and I'm sure I'll be able to stun dozens of people." ”

"So what? With only this one spirit spell, do you want to be promoted to a high-level mage?" Shut up and shook his head disdainfully.

"How many spells do I need to master to level up?" Lukka asked.

"At least four of them in the emotional category. Shut up and fly onto the table, turning into a book and spreading it out.

In the spiritual system, there is a large branch of spells that affect emotions, and there are many of them, and the slightest difference is a different kind, which also includes a variety of complex emotions.

The four spells mentioned by Shut Up: Joy, Fury, Grief, and Fear are the four most basic of them, which will cause the caster to produce the four basic emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and fear under the influence of magic.

Lukka jotted down the spells and gestures, closed his eyes and returned to the mental space, trying them one by one.

In less than five minutes, he opened his eyes with joy on his face: "It seems easy, I have succeeded in all four of them." ”

"Stupid!" "Shut up and turn back into a parrot and peck him on the shoulder with his beak, "The difficulty of emotional spells is not whether they are successful or not, but how much you can affect the mood of the target!

"How do you decide? The simulated target in my mental space doesn't cry or laugh. "Luca is a little embarrassed.

"Anyway, these spells won't cause physical damage, so you can find someone to target. Shut up and said.

"Makes sense," Lukka nodded, "you can help me get the gnomes, if he doesn't have time, the goblins will be the goblins." ”

Moments later, Mayor Finch was taken to the captain's quarters. He didn't know what Lukka was going to do to him, he was curious about everything in this cabin, and he kept touching this and that.

"Mayor Finch, do me a favor, I can give you this paperweight. Lukka saw that he couldn't put down the paperweight on the table, and suddenly became generous.

Of course, his so-called "paperweight" is nothing more than a random pebble that can be found everywhere on the beach. It's just that he often uses his right hand to cast a miniature wind blade while thinking, and countless sharp blades are scratched on the surface of the stone, and in the eyes of those who have not seen much magic, this thing is indeed unusual in appearance.

"Really, what do you want me to do?" Finch's eyes flashed.

"You don't have to do anything, just sit in this chair. Starting tomorrow, three days, eight hours a day, when you are done, this paperweight will be yours. "Of course, if things go well, maybe it can be done earlier." ”

"Are you going to practice portraiting? Do I have to stay still? It's a bit tiring. Finch was a little hesitant, he was not young anymore, and he didn't know if his waist could stand it after sitting like this for three days.

"No, no, no, you can move as you please, and I can ask Nora to prepare you some drinks or snacks or something, as long as you don't leave this chair and turn your head on it. Luca said.

"Forget the somersault, what about going to the bathroom?" Finch hesitated.

"As long as you tell me in advance. "Luca's conditions are really lenient.

"Okay. Finch couldn't find a reason to object.

The next morning, he went to the captain's quarters as promised, sat in a chair for three hours, and nothing happened.

Finch even felt that the human captain must have had the water in his head, and invited himself to eat and drink for nothing, and finally gave him a paperweight, just to sit in the chair opposite, with his staff in hand, and glaring at him with words in his mouth.

By the afternoon, the time had passed again to the sound of Finch "clicking" and chewing snacks, and there was still no progress in the Joy Technique. He was a little bored, and his mind drifted back to decades ago, when young gnomes spent a lot of leisure time barbecuing and singing on the beach. A smile tugged at the corner of Finch's mouth.

"Is this a success?" Lukka wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to shut up.

The parrot snorted: "It's still early, he just smiled so casually, he didn't even make a sound, who knows if your spell has an effect, or if he has a bag in his head, and he has nothing to do." ”

"Well, you know I'm not deaf, right?" the smile on Finch's face disappeared.

"Don't be like a parrot, it's a cheap mouth, and who hasn't been ridiculed by it on this ship. Lukka said with a smile.

"Alright," Finch pulled out his pocket watch and looked at it, "it's full of time today, I'm going to dinner." ”

Lukka waved his hand to let him go, rubbing his eyebrows and relaxing, casting spells for several hours in a row consumed him a lot.

The next day, presumably unwilling to share a room with the goblins, Finch left his cabin early and ran to the captain's room to knock on the door.

"Why are you more anxious than me. Luca yawned and began the next day's practice.

More than an hour later, just as Finch was bored and drowsy, a funny play he had watched a long time ago suddenly appeared in his mind, and his memory was already a little blurry, and he made up a lot of details in his own mind, which was even more funny than the original play.

Finch suddenly hugged his stomach and laughed, not only this play, but all kinds of scenes that made people laugh appeared in front of him like a marquee, and the dwarf almost couldn't breathe with laughter.

"Stop, stop!" Shut up, slapping his wings in Luka's face.

"What's wrong? Isn't that good?" Lukka wondered.

"Are you trying to suffocate him to death?" asked Shut Up, pointing his paw at the red-faced dwarf.

"Ah, I'm sorry. Lukka quickly unspelled the spell and poured Finch a large cup of tea himself.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, it's good to smile, I haven't been so happy in a long time. Finch said breathlessly.

Lukka poked his closed stomach: "This joy technique is qualified, right?"

"Qualified?" Shut up and rolled her eyes at him, "See for yourself, is it still a joy technique?"

Lukka lowered his head, and there was still a trace of the mana flow left over from the spell cast, and he made it carefully, and found that this figure was indeed slightly different from the joy spell.

"You started with too much force, and the angle of the mana flow was not right at the end!" Shut up and said, "What a joy spell, and it made you laugh!"

"Sounds pretty much the same, right?" Lukka scratched his head, "Anyway, laughter is also a spiritual spell, so don't be so nitpicky, okay?"