"This can't be, do you think it's so easy to write poetry? you're insulting literature!" said Shalotia as she stood up and pointed at Muse. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Please don't judge others by your own indicators, what you can't do doesn't mean I can't do it!" Muse Ne was also annoyed, although he had a good temper, it didn't mean that he didn't have a temper, and the girl of the elf clan in front of him was messing around again and again, which made Muse a little irritable.

"You, with you, an apprentice who has never been a full-fledged spellcaster, and who have never even met the minimum standards for writing poetry, is wasting my time talking to you, and you wouldn't have had a chance to say a word to me in your life if it weren't for Ne... "When did Sarotya receive this kind of treatment, since she was a child, she lived under the protection of the entire elf race, she habitually felt that ordinary people and herself were not the same world, and she always had a downspun mentality for Muse.

"Calm down, please calm down, since Muse Ne said that he would give an answer in a month, then why should Sarodia wait another month. Nerina laughed.

"You think I'm as boring as you are. Shalotia glared at Nellina viciously.

"You know you're a busy man, but you can't afford to wait for a month. Nellina poured a cup of tea for Sarotya as if she were a servant.

"Hmph~ For your sake, there is no second time. Salotia said helplessly. If your best friends have done it to this extent, then you can't help but give face.

Seeing this, Muse was relieved, although he also lost his temper, but now that he has calmed down, he naturally doesn't want this deal to be blown up.

"By the way, Muse, do you know elven?" asked Nerina, as if suddenly thinking of something, to Muse.

"Elvish language? ”

"That's a problem, if this book of poems is for elves, it should be written in elven language, and if you don't know elven language in Muse, it will take a little more time. Nerina could already imagine Sarotya's ugly face at this time.

"Hmph, I'll give you five years, and if you can produce a book of poems, and the literary attainments of the poetry collection satisfy me, the deal still counts. Salotya impatiently left these words, and then turned and left the tea plantation.

"Muse, I still have something to say to Shalotia, so I'll leave first. Nerina hurriedly followed in Sarotya's footsteps, not forgetting to say hello to Muse.

Finally caught up with Sarotya's footsteps, and before Nellina could explain, Sarotya had already spoken first.

"Nellina, I think you'll have to give me an explanation, didn't you say that Master Tagore was in Dan Lipton. What about people now?" said Shalotya. She made a special trip to see Tagore on this trip, but now not to mention that no one has seen it, but she has encountered a bunch of unpleasant things, even in the face of her best friend, it is difficult for her to have a good face at the moment.

"As you can see, Tagore is the Muse. Nellina said weakly.

"This is impossible, have you been deceived by him, thinking that he wrote a good poem is Master Tagore, I admit that the literary attainment of this poem is indeed good, but it is still far from the realm of Master Tagore. ”

"Well, time will tell. Nellina didn't explain, she knew that Sarotya was upright, and she couldn't hear a word of half a good word about Muse, even a classic poem, which was affected by this, and was forced down a few notches in Sarotya's mouth, and reduced to a good evaluation.

"Who the hell is he, you deserve to be willing to owe me such a big favor. After calming down, Shalotia couldn't help but wonder.

"It's just a friend, don't think about it, do you know why he wants the eaux-de-vie? Nerina ignored Sarotya's meaningful gaze and explained calmly.

"If you are willing to reveal your true face in front of him, maybe he will abandon his former lover and become obsessed with you. After all, the man who chases you can get out of St. George's city, I don't think he can resist your charm. ”

"He's completely different from those vulgar fools. Nellina said helplessly.

"yes? I don't think it makes a difference. ”

・・・・

Returning to the Pallas students, Muse immediately walked towards the towers of the library, and as soon as he entered the library, he immediately ran to the shelves about languages, and selected a copy of "Introduction to Elven Language" from the shelves.

In order to make Philomena able to refresh his qualifications as soon as possible, he was determined to spend as little time as possible in mastering Elven language, and for this reason, he planned to abandon his courses in literature and magic.

Muse flipped through the books in his hand roughly, and with the memory corridor of the caster's talent, a book with the same content appeared out of thin air in the sea of Muse's spirit. Muse turned over a few more books on the classification of elven languages.

Throughout the day, Muse was immersed in a sea of books, sucking the moisture of knowledge like a dry sponge, until he could no longer support it, and then went back to the dormitory to rest.

"Muse, you're back, and I'm starving to death wherever you go. Nellina's face was overjoyed when she saw Muse returning.

"Peter, I'm sorry, I'm so tired, you go to the cafeteria to solve it, I'm meditating for a long time, I have to go back to the library again, I want to master Elven as soon as possible." Muse said apologetically.

"Well, if it's something important, there's no way to do it. However, I may be able to help with the Elven language, and I know a friend of the Elven clan, so I naturally know a little about the Elven language. Nellina sighed, wondering if it was because she couldn't get the Muse's food or if it was something else.

"If that's the case, that's great. Muse was pleasantly surprised, and didn't bother to rest, and hurriedly raised the questions he had accumulated. The knowledge in the book is dead after all, and without the guidance of a mentor, the progress will be much slower.

"This syllable, which seems to have some accent with Ξ, is the meaning of the representation between them close, or perhaps the same?"

"This section of the elves is obviously composed of five words, and it can be sung in syllables, but only four voices are used, what is the reason?"

Considering that he had a request for others, Muse was embarrassed not to meet Nellina's request, so he naturally dragged his tired body to cook by himself, and during the process, he was distracted and asked his own questions.

After finishing Nerina's meal, Muse's doubts were almost solved, and he couldn't stay up, he couldn't even maintain meditation, so he threw himself on the bed, and in less than a minute, he fell asleep.

Nerina looked at Muse, who was lying asleep on the bed, a trace of envy appeared on her face, and she said to herself, "What a happy girl." “

As time passed, Nerina found that the questions raised by Muse became more and more difficult, and by the time a month passed, Muse had mastered the most commonly used elves, which was of course due to Muse's efforts, but there must have been some special reasons for this.

"You're saying I'm learning Elven fast, maybe it's because of the memory corridor. "Muse didn't hide his talent as a spellcaster.

"I see. Nellina nodded abruptly. At this pace, Muse should be able to master Elvish language in just three months.

This learning progress is also difficult for the caster to do, voice is the foundation of a race, and learning a voice is by no means as simple as reading a book. Usually it doesn't take two or three years, it can't be mastered, and Muse can master it in three months, which is indeed a bit special, but for this world where magic exists, these things are just a little bit of concern for Nellina.

Nelena thought she was going fast enough, but Muse's progress was much faster than Nelina had imagined, and at the end of the following month, Muse finished her studies of Elvish and began to write a book of poems.

"Muse, are you really sure you'll write a book of poems in a month? It's a book of poems, not one. Nellina still finds Muse's statement two months ago a little hard to believe.

Although Muse wrote a poem on the spot twice, and the literary attainment of his poetry is quite remarkable. But as a member of the writers, Nellina knows very well that the foundation that supports literary creation lies in inspiration, and even the best writers cannot have inspiration all the time, and if Muse Ne falls into a blank period of inspiration, naturally, he will not be able to write excellent poetry.

"I'm going to have to try, and I've got plenty of time since Sarotia gave me a five-year deadline. Muse smiled, but the confidence beneath her eyes did not escape Nerina's eyes.

"Oh my God, this guy is serious, he's going to write a book of poetry in a month!" Nellina thought in shock.