Chapter 119: His Name Is Abel (Middle)

Rewind the clock to the time when Troy had just passed the magic measurement and stunned the onlookers with his super-high numbers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info didn't move on, and the boy standing still seemed to be thinking about what kind of magic would be better to use to complete his second mission.

How about using the Flame Spear? No, it seems to be a memorable thing, but it's still a little weaker, right?

Without much special thought, Troy thought that he just wanted to "do what his companions said", but he was still entangled, unable to understand the meaning of this assessment, and because of Vena's unclear words before, he didn't know whether to use ordinary fireball magic casually, or use full strength?

Since 'use all your strength' is to be put in the back, then let's do it according to this.

Raising his arms, concentrating on the large number of fire elements around him to reveal a red light, I don't know if it was his own illusion, the young man felt that the magic elements gathered this time were much more "active" than before, and the spell casting became more enjoyable.

Is that what makes the School of Magic special?

For Troy, it must be admitted that performing magic was "fun".

"So, which one is better? Fire elemental magic is certain, as Vina seems to like it. The corners of the boy's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly when he thought of Vina's smiling face, which would make him feel very comfortable.

Completely ignoring the other people's surprised, embarrassed, envious, or jealous eyes, Troy's heart moved, and the two-colored fireballs of light and dark had already formed in his palms, and suddenly there was a noisy wave around him.

- Flame Blast.

"Goo! quack...... Woo!"

This time, the rich kid who had repeatedly tried to stir up trouble finally let out a weak wail that meant submission. If the results of the previous mana measurement could still comfort him with the malfunction of the machine, then now, the brightly colored flame in the young man's hand was undoubtedly the real flame blast technique, the symbol of a high-level magician.

"How is that possible...... Even me, the high-level magic that I, Master Camui, who has been instructed by the Horwood family, can't ...... This country kid ......"

The angry, distorted voice of the inability to accept reality could only be heard by others as a mutter, and of course, no one noticed the ugliness of this "Master Kamyi".

One thing that might be "funny" is that what would have happened if he had learned that the boy had mastered the magic after watching Vina perform it once?

"Good, looks fine. ”

The plain whisper revealed the peace of mind inside, and in fact, it was the first time Troy had tried to use this spell. Magic is really a wonderful thing, and after comprehending its structure in meditation, it is natural to use it in reality if the magic allows.

- Go!

This was only whispered in his mind, and the boy had been told by the sorceress that "it is a very stupid thing to shout the name of the move". However, at the time, he was a little unimpressed with Vina's teachings, as he felt that he could not use magic to call out the name of magic.

But now, Troy suddenly understood that maybe he hadn't used magic enough times before, and this time, there was a strange force that seemed to control his entire body from the inside out when he cast his magic, urging him to call out the name of the trick.

"It's good to hold back. Well, it's a magical experience. ”

If it weren't for the strange "magic" behind him that he felt the moment before the Flame Explosion was released, otherwise, the boy would definitely say the above words after the spell was cast.

The moment the two-color fireball came out of his hand, he inherited the magic power and also inherited the magic perception ability of Lance, which was not much inferior to Moore, and Troy suddenly sensed that there was a magic power that could not be described in words and appeared out of thin air, but the magic in his body suddenly disordered for no reason.

"It's ...... What?"

At the same time, a very uncomfortable feeling entangled his spirit, nausea, nausea, dizziness, and a "retreat" that sprouted for some reason.

"Ah, Fang, Si, no, it's different......"

This is not the first time this feeling has occurred, and Alphonse, who was covered in darkness during the battle in the pirate camp, had also brought similar feelings to the boy, "similar" rather than "same". Gritting his teeth to keep his spirit from dissipating, the boy suddenly noticed that his magic power was declining, and he could no longer feel the connection with the Flame Explosion Technique, and even his body did not obey the call.

-- Missed.

"Boom!"

In a trance, a strange image appeared in Troy's mind, that it was something he had forgotten. A roar rang out, and the two-color fireball that didn't quite hit the circular machine sent a cloud of dust up to the sandy ground where the protective magic had been cast.

"So, why was it designed like this?"

The onlookers were all focused on the spiraling fireball, and almost no one noticed that the boy was about to fall because he couldn't control his magic and body, and suddenly, the above words appeared in Troy's mind filled with too much information.

"Sorry, it doesn't seem like this is the time to gossip. ”

Once snatched away, and now another wave of memories came out of his head with this gentle and quiet word, Lance's voice not only gradually restored the boy's restless magic to normal, but also seemed to manipulate his body in place of his will, so that he would not fall to the ground.

"What's going on? Who is the owner of that magic? Why are you only here now? Why the hell are you here?"

The strange fragments of memory dissipated, and the young man who noticed that he had reappeared in the pure white space looked around, and then locked his questioning gaze firmly on Lance, who was sitting leisurely at the far end of the space like last time.

"Well, you seem to have made a pact with Vina to ask questions one by one. ”

"But that's a real thing! Now, we're not in that world, are we?" Troy, who was shouting at the other man, realized his gaffe and was unhappy with himself, "Here it is...... My world of thought, isn't it? A conversation like this isn't a conversation at all, is it?"

Troy didn't understand, and it was as if the words weren't what he wanted to say.

"Looks like you've grown, boy. ”

It was too far away, and this time, he couldn't see Lance's expression. However, he always felt that the man's gaze gradually changed to a look that disgusted him.

"Without further ado, it's a pity that I also have a lot of things to think about that I can't understand, so this time I can only answer your second question. ”

β€œ......”

"Abel, his name is Abel. It shouldn't hurt to tell you, he ......" Lance's words became indistinct here, but immediately, the gentle words as the morning sun reached the young man's ears clearly, "You seem to be starting to hate me a little, don't you? It doesn't matter, but you'd better remember the following words, because the lives of your companions are at stakeβ€”"

"Don't get too close to him. ”

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(To be continued.) )