God says that the unpredictable should be treated with care, and no one knows whether there are claws or flowers behind the fog.

Lillard's class has four students with outstanding magical talents, which has caused a lot of shock in the academy, although having talent does not mean that they will definitely inherit the past and achieve a generation of magical greatness on the road of magical cultivation in the future, but at least they have touched the threshold of magic in advance when their peers are still struggling to find and master the elements.

"I don't know what shit luck you've had, old sloppy. "The dean of the well-maintained Hongtong Magic Academy is in his sixtieth year, but the wrinkles on his face are much less than those of his peers in front of him. Lillard, who was lazily dressed, stretched his sleeves and took a sip of the wine glass on the table nonchalantly, and responded with a burning eye: "Four gifted children, ten years, as long as ten years, I can make the entire empire look sideways." ”

Dean Philip rolled his eyelids and glanced at him, and said with a shock: "Don't say that you still have ten years to go, even those families can't let you, a bad old man who is just a high-level magician, hold their precious hopes in his hands for ten years, maybe just spend the early days in the academy ......."

"I know, so it's up to you next, isn't it more in the interests of your Dorne family to cultivate a few amazingly talented future Empire Pillars?"

"Dude, I'm going to retire next year. Philip was silent for a moment, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes, "This is the rule of the Magic Society. ”

There was silence in the room, and Lillard let out a low sigh, patted his old friend on the shoulder, and walked out of the dean's office.

Time flies, this year, three summers without rain in Deppshire, the back lake of Dusk Castle is still as dry as ever, a humble pawn shop on Crossstreet is still not doing well, a reddish-brown haired gate guard has added a croaking baby to his house, and the conscientious deputy dean Bloom Melenster has taken a rare long vacation at the time when the old and new dean alternate.

The life arrangement of the Academy of Magic is not tight, and it can even be said to be leisurely, but less than two hundred students can always create topics and incidents in the academy. Arthur and Fred, on the other hand, consciously or unconsciously avoided these troubles, and always hid in the old library of the academy for most of the day. From "A Brief History of Magic" to "Chronicle of Imperial Wars" to "Elemental Matrix" and more, no one can imagine two children flipping through a dictionary while reading books that are still young for their age, especially "The Elemental Matrix" The writer turned out to be an ordinary magical mathematician in the empire, and the obscure technical terms and strong logical thinking made many adults feel headaches, but the two of them were like chewing the most delicious snacks, and they were very interested in it, and slowly broke up these spiritual foods, and swallowed them in small pieces.

"Hey, do you say that any energy can be arranged vertically and horizontally on top of each other?" Fred scratched his hair, a little puzzled that the energies explained in the "Elemental Matrix" can interact with each other under certain fit conditions, so the order of these arrangements is more or less not explained in detail in the book, this is more like an overview under a huge proposition, and the more practical and concrete text needs to be slowly practiced and discovered by each reader.

Arthur glanced at the books spread on the ground, and sighed: "The diversity of the elements causes the size of the energy to be different, it is really difficult to know which energy can be arranged at will, and it needs to be discovered slowly, but at least one thing can be determined, that is, the energy will not disappear, and it used to ...... I've heard the theory of a great sage who said that energy is conserved, that it does not arise out of thin air or disappear out of thin air, but only changes through the transmission of media, similar to the statement in the book "Introduction to the Transfer of Energy in Doria" that you read earlier. Looking at Fred's blank eyes, Arthur had no choice but to patiently add: "Although the "Matrix" does not explain which energies can be superimposed and arranged, through other verified theories, we can at least know that the energies cannot be superimposed and arranged at will, and if you rashly arrange the energies that you can't control, it will definitely cause big trouble. ”

Fred sat on the ground and thought about it for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said: "The Elemental Matrix also says that energy is not only in the magic system, but also in more ...... Bigger ......"

"More macro?"

"Well, it exists on a larger scale, and if every energy circulation system is considered a matrix, then we ...... Does it count as a matrix?"

Arthur's heart was shocked, and he looked up at him, from the vast universe of the infinite earth to the human beings with mortal eyes, isn't it a matrix that is constantly running? Although I don't know if other people have the same idea, but at a young age, Arthur not only thought of Fred with the little red flower to receive the award.

Light a light at a dark intersection at night, and the rest of the way will only be known when someone else walks down.

"Little madman. Arthur smiled and sighed.

"Hey, hey. Fred continued to read.

With the popularity of private book collections, there are fewer and fewer students and teachers who come here to read books, aside from the hustle and bustle between the children of the nobility outside, it is a rare paradise pure land.

Fred is a little bookworm who has a tendency to crawl out of the stacks of books, and has an almost paranoid hobby of reading, and after a long time, Arthur is familiar with his temperament, so he walks to the window and looks into the distance. The dry season caused the tree to lose most of its leaves prematurely, and although it was early spring, there was still little sign of recovery. The figure of the cloaked woman involuntarily appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but be a little curious and complaining, how could there be such a teacher who was absent from work? After thinking for a while, I sighed silently in my heart, and I didn't know when the lake would be full.

"Smack. A slight noise disrupted Arthur's thoughts, and he didn't have to turn his head to know who was coming. During the long period of her father's absence, the little girl's range of motion slowly decreased, and finally she often came to the second floor of the library to stay with them quietly, and did not speak, but was in a daze.

"Hey. Arthur avoided the messy books and drawings on the floor, crouched down in front of Anna, and looked at her calmly. The little girl tilted her head and smiled reluctantly, in response. Arthur pushed away the musty book next to him and sat down side by side with her, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Such a day is as plain as water, peaceful and quiet, which is good.

The Jinshan ore vein is located in the middle of the mountains fifty miles away from the Salid Fortress, and there is a 10,000-strong legion on the periphery of the vein to patrol and defend all the year round, but with the escalation of the riots of the old opponent on the opposite side, under the military order of the northern consul, the seventh legion will no longer patrol, but will be stationed for a long time, and the entire Jinshan ore vein will be impassable, and the Dragon Sect Knights are one of them.

", what a boring errand. Lying in the carriage, Herculus held a grass branch in his mouth, and in his hand was a freshly baked blue crystal nucleus, the stone skin on which had not yet been peeled off, but a gentle blue glow emanated through his fingers. In the center of the crystal nucleus is a white core, the spar material is transparent, similar to crystal, but the material is much looser than other gemstones, there is no possibility of carving at all, sometimes a piece of spar may be broken if you hold it hard, which is one of the reasons why the gold mountain vein has not been flocked by jewelers.

"Fool, put it away. Andrew, the logistics officer who was in the same carriage with him, tucked the exposed tarpaulin again and looked ahead with some concern. The large army stationed in place makes the interior of Jinshan indeed much more stable, but there are more checkpoints to go through, a total of five checkpoints, although the defenders of these checkpoints are not embarrassed by their own people, but the logistics officer who is meticulous in doing affairs still feels that this move is too risky. There have always been factions in the army, and what they are most afraid of is not the knives and guns whistling on the battlefield, but the daggers from behind the smile.

This was the fifteenth transaction since the start of the trade, and almost once a month, most of the hedrons were hidden in the splints of the carriage under the guise of the Knights of the Dragon Horns' military procurement, and brought out of the mine safely. Andrew, as a logistics officer, naturally follows the car every time, with his meticulous and smooth communication, which is almost a job without any difficulty, and every time he can smoothly contact the person opposite, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, all in silence in the dark.

"I always felt that something was wrong. The carriage had just passed the last checkpoint, and the guards at the checkpoint had not changed, but Andrew frowned and felt a faint uneasiness after completing the entry and exit certificates. Heculus, who was lying flat in the carriage, had no such troubles, took out his wine bag and took a sip, and made a cynical joke: "You have the shrewdness of a fox, but you don't have the courage of a lion, Andrew, and that's why you are destined to stay in the rear for the rest of your life and not go to the front." ”

"I was originally a civilian member of the Order, and it is a matter of course to stay in the rear, idiot. Andrew replied with a flat expression, his mind filtered the situation of the last level again, but he did not gain anything, and his thoughts gradually flowed deep with the bumps of the carriage.

"Why can't the civilians go to the front?" Herculus rested his head on the guardrail of the carriage, and beside him was the giant axe that had accompanied him for more than ten years, and if he looked closely at the mottled blade, there was a hideous lion's head mark above it.

"Shrewd ghost, you forgot that some civilian personnel will also be transferred to the front line when needed, damn, you can't fight, you can always do laundry and cooking, hahaha......"

"That's right!" Andrew swept the confusion in his eyes, slapped his thigh, hurriedly looked at the back of the carriage, and whispered to the big man next to him: "I said that the final level is a little weird, I couldn't figure it out just now, but now I finally figured it out, that is, the guards who handled the entry and exit certificates for me were civilians, positions, people, and members!"

"What?" Herculus looked at him blankly.

"Idiot!" Andrew snatched his wine bag and said with a serious expression, "The person who handled the documents for us used to be a guard at the checkpoint, and today he was suddenly replaced. ”

"Hey, what's that? What level doesn't change every day?" Herculus rolled his eyes disapplausively, his messy hair draped over his forehead, and if it weren't for the armor on his body resting somewhere else, he would have been able to crouch on the side of the street and beg without makeup.

"No, the guard's palms are delicate, and there are no traces of wind and sand erosion on his face, and besides, the eyes look at us are a little different, and I feel like I can't put it into words......"

"Don't you smile?"

"Yes. ”

Herculus pondered for a moment, sat up, and said with a solemn expression under the gaze of his companions: "Damn, did he take a fancy to Lao Tzu's handsome appearance?"

“......”

At a col along the border, the knight in a black cloak who had been waiting here for a long time was not on a horse, but crouched on a thick branch, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and the image of a ghost perched in the treetops looked down on the earth. As the carriage swayed into its chosen place, Herculus jumped out of the carriage first, placed the boxed hedron in front of the carriage, glanced up, snorted disdainfully, and unbuckled his trousers to form a steaming stream under the trees.

The branches of the tree moved slightly, and with the wind and waves set off by the giant wings, a giant long-eared owl with big eyes staring at the lantern landed lightly on the ground. The knight, with his face covered, jumped off his back, threw two bags of gold at the carriage with a grim expression, walked up to the carriage, picked up the box and put it under his armpit, and then returned to his mount with ease, and departed. The whole process was crisp and neat, and his skills were even more weightless, so that the pupils of Herculus who were watching shrank, not to mention that the two bags of gold weighed more than 100 pounds and could be thrown at a distance of more than ten meters, the box of spars alone was much heavier than gold, but he didn't know how to pick it up and leave, the big man thought that he could do it easily, but if the knights who were still watching him on his head were all like this, then once they fought and they ended up being the most likely to become bird food, most of the Kapila warriors on the border did not have such strength.

"Night Stalker Knight,. Herculus touched his stubble chin, jumped into the carriage, and turned around with his companions.