Cecilia exudes her spiritual power, just as Demerara once used her mental power to give Cecilia a physical examination. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, Cecilia just wanted to follow the three rules of the magic net and try to do something, however, what Cecilia herself didn't expect was that when her spiritual power was concentrated all at once, the magic flow of the entire magic net seemed to be still.

"!?" Cecilia.

There was no color, no sound, and against the gray-white background, it seemed that the magic of the magic web of the entire area was affected by Cecilia's spiritual power.

"What's going on?"

Cecilia was a little baffled. But soon, her idea was correct. These magic powers can really be affected by her spiritual power.

"This—This is!"

Cecilia's heart was about to jump out with excitement. Magic!Blue energy was wrapped around her hands at this time, and according to the setting of this world, at this time, as long as she learned magic carving, then she could probably use these magic to make a small fireball, right?

"It's simply true!"

But just when Cecilia was a little too excited, there seemed to be some sound on the background of no color, no sound, gray and white, although the sound was very subtle and subtle, but Cecilia still noticed it, she immediately pricked up her ears, like a little white rabbit in the grass hearing a strange noise, looked up with a hint of vigilance, looked around, golden brown eyes, and because of panic, and thinned, yes, it turned out to be thin, slender and slender, it looked like some kind of animal.

Whew~Whew~

Cecilia could hear the voice very clearly, as if someone was there breathing from time to time. But was there really anyone around? No matter what Cecilia looked at, she still didn't notice. But the voice! Cecilia dared to vouch for her own discipline, she had absolutely no auditory hallucinations.

A minute later...... As the saying goes, "how bold a man is, how productive the land is". When Cecilia realized that the snoring sound had not done anything to her for a minute, she gradually emboldened herself. She lifted her feet and walked forward step by step, following the direction from which the voice had come from, but no matter how hard she tried, the voice was sometimes east and sometimes west, as if there was no accurate location at all.

"Sounds like something alive, but ......"

In the end, even Cecilia was not sure. Cecilia gave one last look in a daze, then dispersed her mental power, and then, tried again, sure enough, it was still okay, dispersed again, tried again, and the magic net was still in her grasp. In this way, Cecilia was content to find the most basic and basic magic portrayal tutorials.

And in this world...... What is certain is that every magician must have a fixed direction of cultivation, such as fire specialization and water specialization. However, almost every apprentice magician has the ability to master all kinds of magic, and the key is only proficiency. The first thing Cecilia saw was the fire-based magic, the Fireball Technique! Although the Fireball Technique was just a spell that could not be simpler, its simplicity made Cecilia learn it instantly.

Cecilia immediately couldn't wait to try it after reading the introduction to the fireball technique.

"Imagine the heat of the flames!"

Cecilia concentrates her magic on her hands, and in general, she probably doesn't need to really rub it, but Cecilia felt that if she rubbed it, it would probably feel better, so she ......

There is a person who is like a fool and does what is in the game.

Half a minute passed......

The magic barely changed except for the frenzied surge in Cecilia's palm. And the introduction of the fireball technique says that if it is about to succeed, then the caster himself will inevitably feel the palm of his hand slowly start to heat up.

"This imagination is really too difficult! No wonder I read ten books, nine of which all say that spiritual power is the foundation of a magician, and magic power is just a tool. The stronger the mental strength, the faster the learner of magic. Isn't this just like that, the more concentrated you are, the more efficient you will be in class. ”

I have to say that Cecilia does not have any advantage in terms of mental power. The point is, she is still a newbie, and it would be nice if there could be someone to show her.

Cecilia's idea is undoubtedly very correct, because this is like a person who has never eaten watermelon, and you ask her to imagine how delicious the watermelon is out of thin air, so is it possible? This must have been eaten before it is possible to know - whether the watermelon is sweet and salty, refreshing and crunchy when bitten into it, obviously if someone teaches it next to her, at least it is better than self-study, and the effect is dozens of times better, otherwise why build a school, why should there be a profession as a teacher.

When Cecilia found Charles Carson again, that is, the chief butler of the royal castle, Charles Carson was embarrassed for five seconds, although he had deliberately spread the red carpet in the middle of the corridor floor of the castle, but every time he saw their princess fall in three steps, Charles Carson's face was unbearable.

"Mr. Butler!"

I don't know why, today's princess seems to be happy.

"Does the princess need any help from the old slave?"

Cecilia looked at the old butler, how would Charles Carson describe it, simply three words, that is, "professional"! Although Charles Carson's hair has turned gray, don't think of him as a useless old man. He was rigorous, faithful and attentive, managing a team of governesses, cooks, gardeners, tailors, nannies, and servants in the castle, not only arranging the daily affairs of the entire castle, but also being the private secretary and confidant of the king and prince.

And, crucially, he's still a magician, because Cecilia had seen that when some kind of candle in the hallway was suddenly blown out by the wind, Charles Carson just clicked his right index finger and middle finger, and the candle that had been extinguished lit up.

"You're a magician, aren't you?" asked Cecilia expectantly.

Charles Carson didn't seem to expect Cecilia to ask that, so he replied with doubt: "Yes, I'm a good magician, but so what?"

"Well, then you're sure to fireball!" Cecilia.

"This, the old slave naturally knows. "Charles Carson.

"Can you, can you do it in front of me? "Cecilia.

"This ......" Charles Carson.

"Just once, just once!" Cecilia.

When the fireball appeared out of thin air in Charles Carson's palm, Cecilia's side also quickly closed her eyes.