The city was damp for days of rainy weather, but today the sun miraculously shone down again.

In Wells Mage Academy, Professor Thorn is talking about a second-level spell knowledge, and the mage apprentices below are all brushing and brushing records.

Just as Professor Thorn watched with relief as a group of hard-working children below worked hard, a panicked figure fidgeted in his seat, as if searching for something.

Why is this little guy again? I haven't seen him safe! He is smart and talented, but he ......

"Why don't you record what I just explained, and are you going to spend a lot of gold to go out and copy this spell?"

At this time, the students below, who were all looking down to transcribe what the teacher had just said, raised their heads and looked at Stolly.

It was a young man with short blond hair, wearing the uniform of the Wells Mage Academy, but the crooked collar and crumpled shirt could tell that this child should be extremely unkempt on a regular basis.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, his face turned red, and he stood up and said very respectfully, "I'm sorry, Professor, I lost my spell book again. ”

After saying that, the boy was actually in front of Professor Thorn, and he burst into tears, and the whole class burst into laughter.

"Quiet! Keep copying the paragraph just now!Stolly, come out with me!" Professor Thorn looked at Stolly, who was crying aggrieved, and had to take him to his office in order not to disturb the other students.

"Why did you lose your spell book again? Did you look for it?" Professor Thorn asked as soon as he sat down in his office.

"Professor, I've looked for it! I've really searched everywhere I've been yesterday, but I really haven't found it!" Stolly's little face wrinkled aggrievedly.

"This is already the first time you've lost a spell book, something so important that others can't keep it personally, and you've been losing it?

What if you lose the spell book when you graduate and go to the battlefield?, let the soldiers use their lives to help you find the spell book?" Professor Thorn said with some headaches.

Stolly tried to justify himself, but Professor Thorn interrupted him and continued to reprimand:

"How many times have I told you, don't copy so many spells, just pick a few that you usually use, why don't you listen? Other people's 100-page spell books are more than enough, and your 300 pages are not enough for you.

Even if you have a little capital, but you have copied the same spell four or five times, and you have spent four or five times more gold than others, why don't you remember it for a long time?

Storley, this is my last chance for you, the lives of soldiers are also precious to the country, and I can't deliver them to a mage like you, who can't even keep a spell book.

If you can't find your spell book, go home by yourself, we can't teach you in the house, get out!" Professor Thorn said, ignoring the kid and returning to the class alone.

After listening to the professor's words, Storley cried even more, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and the more aggrieved he became, the more he wanted to cry.

I don't blame me for losing this spell book, who can carry several large spell books on their backs every day? Space long equipment is so expensive, can I, a second-level wizard, afford it?

In this way, Stolly's good mood today because of the sudden appearance of the sunshine disappeared without a trace because of the loss of the spell book and the possibility of being persuaded to retreat.

"Detect that the buyer has a strong demand, please enter the chat room after three minutes. Just as Storley was crying as he set out on his journey to find the spellbook again, a voice rang in his head.

He stood blankly and looked around, because it was class time, so there was no one in the academy, so where did this voice come from?

"Hello, is there anything I can do to help you?" Just when Stolly was still confused, thinking that he had just had auditory hallucinations, a figure appeared in front of Stolly out of thin air.

Stolly looked carefully at the young man in front of him, he didn't seem to be as old as himself, but how did he know I was in trouble?

And where are the others? Is this a projection? Doesn't it mean that only gods can project the mortal world?

Rolf was originally in the cultivation space, and had just finished carving the spell model of the space folding technique, ready to try the power of this upgraded spell, who knew that the system would actually assign tasks to himself.

On weekdays, the quality of those tasks that they actively match is getting worse and worse, and they are all worlds that can't make any money and can't even trade for a long time.

But he also found a pattern, that is, the tasks assigned by the general system are relatively advanced worlds, or worlds that can attract him to long-term transactions, so he can't wait to start talking with buyers.

"I've lost my spell book again, do you have one spell book that won't be lost?"

Stoke asked while crying, anyway, he couldn't find the spell book at the moment, so it was better to see if this mysterious person could help him.

Rolf was stunned, what is a spell book? If you lose it, you lose it, and if you cry like this, do you want "Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense" or "A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration"?

It was only when he continued to talk to Stolly that he learned that if a mage in this world wanted to cast spells, he had to have a spell book as a medium, just as the Harry Potter world needed a wand to cast spells.

Rolf suddenly became interested in this spell book, so he said, "I don't know much about your spell book yet, can you get me a spell book and a few spells first, and let me study it first?"

Stolly looked at Rolf with some suspicion, this guy can't be here to deceive himself into spell books, right?

But he remembered the spell book he used when he was at level 1, maybe he could still find it, right?, so he turned around and ran back to his dormitory, rummaging through it.

Of course, the result was that there was nothing, and how could Stoli, who couldn't even find the spell book he was using now, find a book from a long time ago?

He had no choice but to run to the magic book store again, and with great distress, he bought a basic version of the spell book that was only ten pages long.

Rolf looked at the new notebook-like thing in front of him, and opened him with some curiosity, but he flipped it but didn't turn it?

"You need to inject magic before you can open the ......" There was a reminder of Stolly's weakness on the other side of the video, why did he feel more and more that this kid was unreliable, could he really help himself?