Chapter Twenty-Three: Tulips

"Beginner Yingma, although this is the first time you have touched the wind control technique, you can't use it so badly!

Today is Yingma's second day in the Lone Peak Dragon Temple, yesterday morning he was taken to Lone Peak by the Enlightenment Herald Sserlians, in the afternoon the Council of Elders officially recognized his identity as Sever, and in the evening he encountered an uninvited guest, Wright Light, the head of the Seven Swords of the Evil Heart, and several sand orcs.

It was the sight that his guide, Carly, Jasmine, was able to use all sorts of spells against the vicious sand orcs and he could only sit on the sidelines and be anxious (at least that's what Ima had in mind), that he decided that "I'll learn some useful spells in this Order of Sévar for the time being, and it will be easier for me to slip away." ”

Rao is like this, his naturally lazy and indifferent personality also determines that it is difficult for him to concentrate when manipulating the flow of spells, and it is such an elemental magic as Wind Control that requires a strict flow of energy to weave.

His elemental magic mentor is a female follower named Lucy Tulip, and it seems that the other low-level Sevals are very friendly to her. Of course, this Lucy also wears a mask, and Ima thinks that all low-ranking Sevars must wear that mask and the hood on top of the long black robe, but he doesn't know exactly how the classes within Sevar are divided.

"It should be the biggest, then the Elders, then the Enlightenment Pioneer, and then what kind of follower beginner, so what kind of monster is that 'Enlightenment Caller'?"

And today he also found a few other Sévar beginners, who seemed to have been to this lonely peak more time earlier than Yingma, and they all looked sad, and did not talk to each other much, except sometimes to answer some questions from their mentor.

Just as Yingma was about to look sideways to see the beautiful sky of the western dragon wing platform, she suddenly felt a pain in her ears, and hurriedly turned her head, only to see the Lucy tulip facing her, and the eyes on the mask seemed to be about to erupt fire.

He immediately knew that this mentor must have used a wind control technique that he couldn't use flexibly, and he was angry and helpless, so he had to turn his head and listen to this mentor once again explain to him how to use mental power to weave a flow of magic energy that can control the wind.

Lucy's tulip mask obscured all of her expressions and eyes, but Ima could fully imagine the follower's helplessness and anger towards her.

"Now again, there are five cups on the stone table opposite, and you are going to knock them all down one by one with the wind control technique—I've repeated this phrase many times! Don't you get tired of hearing it?" Lucy Tulip's tone trembled slightly, as if the last patience for the beginner was slowly fading.

Yingma is also conflicted in her heart, on the one hand, she is full of dissatisfaction with this irritable elemental mage, and on the other hand, she is full of gratitude for this Lucy Tulip's many teachings—in fact, Yingma's heart has always been conflicted.

He narrowed his eyes, and then he heard Lucy shout: "Do you think you are a charlatan! Don't close your eyes, focus your eyes on that cup, yes, as if this bluestone goblet is your great enemy, good, yes, now chant the incantation gently in your heart Well, this time there is no mistake, you have taken the right step." ”

Beginner Yingma breathed a sigh of relief, at least he could recite this obscure wind control spell in its entirety, and he had memorized it all wrong the previous times, and then was severely reprimanded by Lucy. Lucy Tulip believes that spells are the root of elemental magic (at least all of the world's elemental magic) and that reciting the wrong spell is the last thing she tolerates.

Yingma could feel a stream of energy flowing into her fingertips, "The next thing you need to do is take it out and put it in front of you to weave." He thought silently in his heart, sweat smearing his forehead, and then he realized that although the big black robe kept out the cold, once it was warmed up, it would become a steamer that tormented the wearer.

A breeze blew through his fingertips, and he knew that it must be his own spell that had worked, and he felt a burst of joy in his heart, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of Lucy's stern eyes, and secretly screamed that it was not good.

"How long has it been since this has passed, how long will they give you when you face the enemy, like those sand orcs?

Yingma did as she was told, and then struggled to control the flickering current.

Then he used the energy flow to drive it against the goblet on the stone table. Although he had pretended to see the cups as the enemy in his heart, and the control of the air flow was all according to Lucy's words, the cups still did not move.

This time there was more sweat on Ingma's forehead, and Lucy walked over to the other side of the cup and bent down for a moment.

What she didn't expect was that she actually took off her mask, revealing the face of this follower, which was the face of a beautiful and delicate girl, with blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and sharp edges, almost immaculate except for a little pale skin. "I can't imagine that this fierce woman is still a beauty, and I don't know how to compare with Eloline! No! Eloline is much more beautiful, she can see the sky in her eyes, but Elolyn can see stars in her eyes, but what does Carly Jasmine look like?"

Just as Yingma was distracted, Lucy put on that ordinary mask again, and said sternly, "I feel the wind you call, and I have to admit that it is indeed a very soft breeze. Before she could finish speaking, she raised her hand when a gust of wind blew, and five cups fell to the ground and shattered.

"Well, if I had such skills, I wouldn't have had to stand by and watch my guide fight with the sand orcs last night. Yingma muttered to himself, the mountain wind blowing from the top of the lonely peak made his face hurt, and he himself felt that the wind was even more awe-inspiring than the wind of the spell he had summoned.

Lucy beckoned to him and said, "At least you look serious on the outside, are you thinking about anything else?" The weaving of elemental magic requires 100% concentration, and your guide told me that your constitution is not good, and generally speaking, people with a bad constitution have a talent for magic. ”

Yingma walked over slowly, and just as she wanted to sit down cross-legged, Lucy said, "In order not to disturb the practice of other compatriots, let's go to the Eastern Dragon Wing Platform for a walk." ”

The two of them left the Western Dragon Wing Platform and walked up the bluestone steps to the Gate of Sevar, the lowest elevation in the Dragon Temple.

"What about my guide, she brought me breakfast and then disappeared, isn't she also a follower, why doesn't she teach beginners like you?" asked Yingma at the first point.

Lucy Tulip replied, "Carly is the best of all the followers, she usually spends her time with the elders at the Midnight Tower, I don't have the right to ask what she does, you better not ask her, she won't say." ”

Ima let out an "oh" and was about to ask some more strange questions, when Lucy continued, "By the way, Prophet Sharkes told me that you are from the Empire?" Yingma tried her best to pretend to be proud, but unfortunately it didn't work.

"I'm also from the Empire, and my mother is the daughter of the governor of Yingxi City, but you people in Yuanxin City shouldn't have any impression of Yingxi City, right?"

"Indeed, but since you are the granddaughter of the governor, why did you come here?

"It's not that exaggerated, but it's also very far away. Okay, you haven't told me yet, are you not focused when you cast the spell? Don't worry, I know the crux of why you can't use good spells to solve it. Lucy's mask was facing Inma, and it was as if her beautiful face and eyes that could see the sky were also facing him.

"And what about your masks?" said Ima immediately.

Lucy seemed a little surprised, but replied anyway, "All the followers of the Temple of Severon must wear this mask, and the elders don't seem to care that we sometimes take it off without permission, as long as we don't overdo it when the Order gathers." ”

"yes, then I'll have to show you who she really is, or do you know her background?"

The elemental magister Lucy Tulip seemed to show a hint of impatience and said, "Carly Jasmine is the daughter of Bella Rose, the pioneer of enlightenment, but no one knows who his father is. As for her true face, you'll see her someday."

She suddenly turned to Yingma and whispered: "When the time comes, when you see the true face of Carly Jasmine, you must remember to come and tell me, it is me or her, who is more beautiful"

Yingma heard the shyness and slight anger in her tone, and only felt a little surprised, but she still had to nod and said, "Well, I will." ”

The two of them then walked in silence through the Gate of Seval and the ancient ruins.

Yingma kept thinking in her heart, "This woman has finally let go of my responsibility for not working elemental magic. ”