At sunset, Angre and Natalie stand side by side outside the town, watching the gray carriage go farther and farther away.

"I'm leaving too. Natalie whispered suddenly. "I've been here for so long, and I've made so little progress. ”

Anglie didn't speak, just listened quietly, which is also Dennis's usual style.

He knew that if he couldn't enter the third-class apprenticeship before the age of 18, he would never be able to become a full-fledged wizard, and from what Dennis said, Sidman and Natalie had not made any progress here for several years, so you can imagine how big a blow it was to them, not only from themselves, but also from the pressure of the family that supported their studies, which was difficult for them to bear.

The two returned to the villa, and neither was in the mood to talk. After washing up, they went back to their rooms.

At night, Angre had to pretend to clean the room on the second floor. When I went up with the mop, there was a faint sound of turning the pages of the book from the other side of the study.

"Is that Dennis? Makolov's somewhat tired voice came from the study.

Anglie pushed open the door to his study.

"Mentor, what's the matter?"

The room was a mess, and Makolov's desk was full of books, and he was flipping through a book to find out what it was, and from time to time he picked up a pen and wrote on a stack of parchment.

"I can't find some of the materials, so could you please help me pick up some of the books in the basement? ”

"Okay. ”

Angle's answer, glancing at the pile of books on his desk, noticed that Makolov's eyes were densely bloodshot, and it seemed that he had not rested for a long time.

Is this old man dying? He could feel that the aura on this old man's body was no longer vigorous.

On the parchment on the table, there is a faint inscription: "Simplifying the calculation of compressed energy".

Angre turned and descended the stairs.

In the dry, gloomy basement, there was a large basket of parchment books in red shells. After carrying all the hundreds of kilograms of books.

Makolov told Anglie to go back to rest on his own. The study was still bright.

Time flies.

In a flash, Anglie has been here in Makolov for almost three months. He's almost healed from his injuries, and he's still waiting for the heat of the wanted warrant to pass.

"Dennis. Makolov summoned Anglie to the study on the second floor, while he himself sat in a chair and looked out the window.

"Teacher. Angliel hurriedly bowed his head in response.

"Aren't you leaving, Dennis, my brother should have sent a urging letter?" Makolov seemed to have aged a lot at once, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were dull.

Angli did not reply, he did receive a letter from the other side of town, a letter from Dennis's house urging him to leave. In the family, he found another way to enter the organization - a demonized item.

"I don't want to leave, I believe that the teacher's knowledge is the best!" Angre whispered after a long time. This is indeed what he said in his heart, although Markolov's energy compression method is too difficult, but it is indeed an excellent way to find a new way, but it is too difficult and he also wants to delay until he is completely cultivated.

As for Dennis's family, it had no influence on him, he just waited until his injuries were fully recovered, and then prepared to leave here. After all, he's not the real Dennis.

And after these observations over time, Anglie has come to understand a little bit of the character of Makolov.

He seems to have had a lot of helpless past in the past, and he has a wish that has not been fulfilled, but he is dragged by something else and cannot do his own thing freely. This hesitation and helplessness can often be seen when he likes to sit in front of the window and look into the distance.

"Alright, you go down first. Makolov whispered, a hint of comfort flashing in his eyes.

Angree took two steps back and opened the door, just in time to see Natalie outside the door. This delicate girl also looked at him with slight surprise at this time. It doesn't seem to understand that he will be called to the second floor by his mentor.

Natalie walked into the room and closed the door with her backhand.

Anglie shook his head slightly, and the injuries on his body would be completely healed, and after a while, he would be able to leave. Everything here will have nothing to do with him. Although that kind of energy compression method is good, it also has the principle of energy compression of the academy for him, so he is not very tempted. The main thing is that there are still unknown marks on his body, and he doesn't want to delay his trip because of a little greed, and be chased by the people behind him.

Angree was about to leave the hallway when suddenly a voice from the room came from behind him.

"Natalie, you're here. I have prepared a detailed material for you this time, it is about "Simplified Compression Energy Calculation", you did a good job last time, with this information, you can definitely move on to the next stage soon, in the information, I added "Teacher, I'm going to go too" Natalie interrupted him.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

It took a long time for Natalie to speak again.

"My carriage, it's out of town, thank you for taking care of me for so long. Natalie turned and opened the door and rushed out. Glancing at Angree outside the door, he didn't speak, and trotted downstairs. The footsteps are getting farther and farther away.

Anglie looked back at the room, didn't say anything, and went downstairs with a light step.

Natalie is also gone.

The whole villa, only Angliel and Makolov, looked extremely empty and deserted.

At night.

Makolov called Anglie into his study again.

His form is getting worse and worse. The skin has completely lost the slightest luster. His eyes were blank, and he sat in his chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

Angree entered the study, and neither of them spoke.

There was silence for nearly half an hour.

Makolov spoke slowly.

"I know, you've been secretly looking at my collection of books in the basement these days. It's rare that you're so studious, here's some of the information I've compiled, take a look. He picked up a thick stack of materials from the table, and it was densely covered with handwriting that hadn't completely dried. It was all written word by word.

He handed over the information, and there was a faint hint of expectation and pleading in his eyes. A powerful wizard actually pleads with an apprentice in order to pass on his knowledge, this kind of helpless sadness is indeed a little uncomfortable.

Angliel opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say. As a wizard in the gasification stage, he has also seen during this time that Makolov's physical functions have deteriorated day by day, almost to the point of ordinary people.

This is a sign that the wizard has reached the end of his lifespan, as recorded in the books. There are no injuries, no backlash, it's just that the life is up. The limit of lifespan. I guess that's why he's getting more and more urgent.

Seeing Makolov's expectant eyes, Anglie suddenly felt a trace of emotion in his heart.

He reached out and took the thick piece of information.

"Thank you, teacher, I will definitely live up to your expectations. He nodded heavily.

Makolov is just a helpless wizard who wants to pass on his inherited knowledge.

"The energy compression formula, seventy-two in total, has been passed down from my teacher's teacher. I can't let him get lost in my hands. A smile finally appeared on Makolov's face, "Since you want to learn so much, I'll give you another detailed explanation note." I wrote it down letter by letter letter with my teacher. ”

With some difficulty, he stood up, removed a metal cylinder from the bookshelf beside him, and pulled a circular scroll from it.

Handing the round scroll to Angle, Makolov sat down again.

"Okay, from today onwards, you come to me every day to get a copy of the document. Dennis, you have to remember that although your qualifications are not good, hard work can make up a lot of the gap. Don't give up. ”

"Okay. Angre nodded hurriedly.

Makolov's scroll is so difficult that perhaps no apprentice, even a wizard, can fully understand it.

And Anglie has a chip and a strong learning ability, so he quickly understands the content inside. It's all about advanced tips on how to simplify the energy compression step.

Because of the influence of the chip, Anglie unexpectedly discovered that this energy compression method, after he mastered it, used it to concisely optimize the compression of his metal force field, which could actually cause extremely strange changes. Due to the lack of data in the chip side, it is completely impossible to calculate and analyze this change.

And after mastering part of this compression method, if all his sorcery power is compressed in this way and then released, the power can be greatly increased.

It was a bonus.

Makolov seemed to ignore Angliel's understanding at all, and just stuffed him with a lot of information every day, all of which were handwritten. He seems to just want Anglie to pass on this system in its entirety.

And Anglie is also happy to use a large number of chips to scan and photograph memory, and constantly enter data, and his current brain also has a strong logical thinking ability, almost a day and a large number of crazy learning this compression system that helps him.

Even if the injuries on his body were healed, he didn't plan to leave immediately.

One of the two is only in charge of giving, and the other is only in charge of learning, and for a while they cooperate tacitly.

At first, Angli didn't notice anything abnormal, but later, he realized that this unique way of energy compression could actually compress the spirit.

He kept a large number of records of all the books and notes collected by Makolov in the villa, and finally found a way to compress his mental power.

Because he had long realized that the feeling of being tracked by people that had been haunting him was attached to his spiritual power. Compression Spirit, on the other hand, can destroy the model structure of this type of tracking spell.

(To be continued)