This time Hall felt good, and there were no issues with gestures and output.

Sure enough, a syllable on the reel suddenly shone slightly, and slowly disappeared from the reel from the bottom to the top!

Hall could barely believe his eyes, and he almost jumped for joy, for this was the first syllable of his own branding, and it was so memorable.

Then he sighed again and said to himself: "Maybe someone else has already succeeded in branding, hey......"

Calming down a bit, Hale continued to practice the spell. It wasn't until more than sixty times that his mana dried up, and two of the twelve syllables had been successfully imprinted by Hall.

The night passed quickly, the sky was slightly brighter, and dawn was approaching.

There were only half syllables left on the spell of the illumination, and it was never able to break through. He was a little surprised by his speed, he was able to imprint half of it in one night, wouldn't it be two days to learn illumination?

After thinking about it, he shook his head again, and felt that he should have thought too much, because his qualifications were very poor, how could he learn so quickly? Maybe the last half of the syllables were very difficult, and it would take a long time to learn them.

Although Hale was already very sleepy, he did not have the heart to sleep, and continued to study magic until noon, when there was a knock on the door.

Hall hurriedly rolled over and got out of bed, but the man just shouted outside the door, "Hall, come out to eat, it's time for lunch." ”

He heard it to be Anglo's voice, rubbed his tired eyes, and Hale got dressed and walked out.

When he went out, he saw eight children setting up a small pot by the pond, and everyone was gathered around the small pot, chatting enthusiastically, a puff of green smoke was wafting out from under the pot, and the air was filled with the smell of food.

Hale remembered that everyone hadn't treated him well the night before, and hesitated to go.

At this time, Anglo stood up and shouted, "Hall! Come! The potato mushroom stew is almost ready!"

Hall hesitated for a moment, then took a step forward.

When they saw Hall coming, all of a sudden, the children became silent, each looking to do something else.

Seeing this atmosphere, Hall walked over with some regret, but he had already come, and he still sat down next to Anglo.

"Haha, how was your practice last night? Look at the way you look, I'm afraid you haven't slept, okay?" Anglo said with a smile on the shoulder, patting Hale on the shoulder.

Hall was about to speak, but was interrupted by Anglo, who continued: "It's okay, many of us here haven't branded a syllable, so you don't have to worry. ”

Hall choked for a moment, wondering if Anglo was wrong, how could it be that he hadn't been branded at all?

At this time, the children seemed to be rejuvenated and began to talk about their "achievements" last night. When Hall heard this, he was completely stunned, most of the children here practiced until two or three o'clock in the evening, and the most powerful one actually only imprinted two syllables.

The most powerful child was called your, and his eyebrows were dancing now, and he took out his scroll, and everyone saw that two words were missing, and they sighed.

Some children are happy for him, while others sigh that they have not succeeded in branding.

Hall seemed to want to say something, but he endured it, his heart was really full of questions, but the children here probably couldn't answer them for him, and he had to wait until the magic was practiced and ask Arno about them.

At this time, a broken bowl was handed over, and your, who was showing off just now, took the initiative to hand over the boiled potato, and said with a smile: "Hey, little guy, eat it." ”

Hall looked at his handsome face under his long golden hair, smiled as well, and said, "Thank you!"

"Your, why are you so nice to him, yesterday it was obviously he who caused us to wait so long, and offended Mr. Arnold. A little girl with freckles pouted.

Ur sighed and said: "Sanna, Hall is our partner, he is the youngest, we should let him, we can't blame him yesterday, I can't learn magic, no one will be reconciled, if it's you, it's weird if you don't make a lot of noise!"

"Yes, yes! she had to take a bite of Mr. Arnold!" Anglo took the lead, and the children laughed.

Sanna's face turned red and she said, "Nasty!

Hall's mood was much better because of this, and he also showed a smile when he saw that everyone was in harmony.

A group of children talked and laughed, finished their lunch, and went back to their rooms to practice magic.

Hall, who had learned the rules of meditation, was much better than before, and even though he hadn't slept all night, he didn't feel tired.

He first meditated for four hours, and then began to recite the mantra to see if he could continue to imprint the remaining syllables.

After the first recitation, all of a sudden, the two syllables on the scroll lit up together, and Hale was shocked, because the remaining syllables were not as difficult as he had imagined, and now there were only four syllables left.

After a few more attempts, Hall's excited voice finally came from the room: "[Illumination]!

The first magic has finally been branded, and Hale has finally taken a solid step on the long road of magic!

A blazing white light lit up on Hall's right index finger, although its light was not as bright as the sun, it was several times stronger than a candle, but such a strong light, Hall didn't feel dazzling under his direct gaze.

The white light flickered a few times, suddenly became brighter, and then quietly extinguished.

Excited, Hall opened the door and ran out.

Because it took him two days to accomplish something that someone else would have taken a month to complete, he had to report it to Arno, and Hale had to prove to him that he wasn't a magical waste.

When he came to the big room, he suddenly hesitated, and now it was night, and there was no light in the room, so he didn't know if Arno had slept.

Remembering Arno's cold look, Hale sighed and turned to walk back.

At this moment, the door behind it suddenly creaked and opened.

Hale hurriedly turned around and saw Arno dressed in black, with a pipe in his mouth, and the flickering light of the fire illuminated his stubble-covered face.

He said, "Sooner than I expected, come in." ”

In the room, Arno lit a candle, but the light was still dim.

Hall had come in with excitement, but when he saw Arno's cold expression, he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"Have you practiced [Illumination], then you can activate it now and show me. Arno said unemotionally.

Hall had a bad premonition, and as his mind moved, a white point of light lit up on his finger, faintly at first, and then it shone brightly, illuminating the whole room, brighter than the first time, and then the point of light dimmed again, and so on several times, and it went out silently.

In the candlelight, Arno showed a sneer and said, "Very good, do it again, this time try to maintain it and not let it go out." ”

Hale nodded, gritted his teeth, and activated the illumination.

He concentrated almost all his energy on maintaining the intensity of the illumination, and soon beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but the effect was not ideal, the light seemed to be very mischievous, always flickering and dimming, and there was no certainty.

The more anxious Hall became, the more energy he put into controlling it, and as a result, the light became brighter and brighter, brighter and brighter, until Hall felt a trace of burning pain on his fingertips, and the light was almost so bright that it could not be seen directly, and suddenly it exploded with a snap.

Halton felt his eyebrows scorched by the fire and smelled a scorching smell.

The light in the room dimmed suddenly, leaving Hall gasping for breath, his vest soaked with sweat.

Arno's voice sounded again, and he said coldly, "It's just [Illumination], if it's [Fireball], your head will be shattered by yourself now, if it's [Flame Dragon Break], you'll be reduced to ashes along with a town!"

Arno looked at Hall's embarrassed appearance, as if he was not ready to wait for his answer, and continued: "Because of the elemental affinity, it is the ability of the magician to communicate with the elements, and it determines whether you can control the magic or not. I know that your mental power is very strong, you can learn magic faster than others, and you may have more elemental energy in your body than others, but ...... Hey......"

"Do you know what [Illumination] is? [Illumination] is to create a constant fire elemental crystal that can continuously emit light, and you are not called [Illumination] at all, you can't even use performative magic movements, how do you become a magician?!"

This time Arno was not angry, but just stated a fact in a very flat tone.

But it was precisely this tone that could destroy Hall's heart the most.

He had come here with great excitement, but now it was extremely cold, and he fell to his knees silently, bowing his head deeply, his fists clenched, his teeth clenched, and tears pouring out of his eyes.

Arno stood up and said boringly: "In the future, try to use [Illumination] as little as possible, so as not to hurt yourself, in order to be responsible for your life, I will not teach you other magic, I will give you a period of calm, you should think about whether to accept my advice that day." ”

"Please, Mr. Arnold......," Hale choked up, trying to say something more.

Arno was gone, looking a little tired. He knew very well in his heart that if this kid's elemental affinity was a little higher, he would be able to control the magic, in that case he would be the best seedling here, but unfortunately the magic affinity could not be reversed.

The glimmer of hope he had for Hall was dashed, and his mood was actually no better than Hall's, and he would be facing a group of students with inferior qualifications in the future.

The quality of magic apprentices determines the status of the elders in the academy, and Arno has only accepted so many apprentices in his life, and it seems that he will never have a bright future, and his ambitions can only be disappointed.

That night, Hall knelt in the cabin until dawn.