"Then, Erastro," at this time in Ulysses's villa, in addition to Don Quixote, there is also Erastro who came with her, after all, her current identity is a little sensitive, and the dragon clan that exists now, except for Ulysses, will not have a good impression of her, so Silvermoon City, the city she once established, it seems that there is no place for her to stay, before leaving, until the matter is finally dealt with, following Don Quixote and Ulysses is the only option," Where are you going from here?"

"It doesn't matter where you go," Erasdra shook his head slightly, and took a few steps back without a trace, "You don't have to worry about this, Lord Ulysses." As always, she is indifferent, although she is no longer resentful, but she has a habit of emotional cleanliness, she has obviously completely drawn a boundary with Ulysses, which is also a common characteristic of this type of people, that is, no matter how deep the feelings are, when she wants to let go, she will really let go, there will be no trace of dragging, there will be no turning back, even if she is sad, or tears, it will only be in a place where there is no one.

"How about it, do you want to go to me, my Third Republic Magic Knight Academy of the Third Republic of Earman is just lacking a strong ** master like you," Don Quixote is not a whim, it is not a whim, obviously, according to the prophecy, as well as Don Quixote's own speculation, in the future of the world of Ferron, the magic net is likely to have problems, such as being greatly weakened, or even completely ineffective, at that time, I am afraid that the end of the vast majority of mages will come, losing the magic net, and those mages who have no basic element affinity have become a group of extraordinary people who only have more than ordinary spiritual energy, but they are no longer mages, and at the same time, because of the severance of the ancient inheritance, the remaining mages, for a long time, I am afraid it will be difficult to exert the ability that mages should have。

Of course, all this is just Don Quixote's speculation, but he has always liked to be prepared, he still set his sights on Erastro, first of all, this woman has a clean background, so there is no need to worry about backlash, secondly, this woman has no worries, the only concern, I am afraid that it has been cut off just now, and finally, and most importantly, she is an ancient magician, mastering most of the skills of casting spells before the magic net, even if it is because the memory is missing, but it can also rely on the part of the memory that is retained to deduce the remaining approximation, so that in the future, when the mages of the whole world are at a low ebbDon Quixote could also have an army of mages, and he never thought that he would survive the catastrophe that could affect the true god with just one person.

"But I don't know how to use magic nets," Erastro was a little moved, she said to Ulysses that she was a wandering elf, and she was going to wander, but it was just a scene, in fact, the current Erasdra was just a poor person with no money on her body and no fixed place, and now she had almost no understanding of the world of Feeron, and more importantly, the broken soul did not know how to use the magic net, and at the same time lost the root of faith, there may not be any dragon who held a grudge and wanted to kill her, although she was now a lich, but when Erasdra only thought of losing this body, she would have to cling to those rotten and degraded bodies, will instinctively rise up a feeling of wanting to vomit, these together, Don Quixote's request, really moved her heart.

"I'm very interested in the Elder Mage, and on top of that, I'd like to talk to you about it in depth, if we have the advantages that the Magic Net Mage doesn't have, we can complement each other. ”

"Alright," Erasdra thought for a moment before nodding, "I think I also need a place to quietly re-understand the world thousands of years later, and then I'll trouble you." ”

"You're also welcome," said Don Quixote to Ulysses, who was staring at the two men but couldn't interject, "I have time and opportunity, I can come to Delman to play, I'm in for a treat." ”

"Ha, thank you, thank you, Lord God"-

A small jet airship flew above the clouds towards the distant Germanic Empire, there were only two people on it, one Don Quixote, the other was Erastro, obviously, this was done by Don Quixote on purpose, Don Quixote knew very well that people like Erastro, when they were hurt in some way, they needed a relatively isolated place to vent alone, as a very important chess piece in the hands of their future self, this is a favor, he is still willing to help, so at this moment, Don Quixote is writing the plan of how to spread the altar of reincarnation in the study of the airship alone, and Erastro is hiding in her own room, sitting on the bed silently shedding tears, venting all this in her own way.

"What do you see?" After a long time, Ellas muttered to herself in the air, obviously, she had noticed that Don Quixote was peeping, although there was no definite evidence, but he was once one of the people who stood at the top of the ranks of Ferron, and that strange feeling was still there, "Haven't you ever seen a woman cry?"

"Brush, brush!" As soon as Erastro's voice fell, the paper drawer at the head of the bed was automatically pulled out of a few tissues, and flew in front of her, seeing this, Erastro was not polite, grabbed the paper drawer, first wiped his tears, and then woke up his nose, as if he didn't care about his face at all, after throwing the tissue into the paper basket in the corner, Erastro turned over and jumped out of bed, and walked towards Don Quixote's study.

"How is it," Don Quixote leaned back on the swivel chair behind him, crossed his hands in front of him, and looked at Erastro who came over angrily with a smile on his face, "Are you in a better mood now?"

"I don't know, is there anything Your Excellency Eagle Goodman is looking for me?" Sitting down, Don Quixote stretched out his hand lightly, and the swivel chair opposite the desk went back a little, just behind Erastro, and then with a force forward, he knocked Erastro into the chair, and finally slid in front of him, "Tears can help you wash away the grief in your heart, but this thing is like wine, too much, it hurts." ”

"Are you showing off your mastery of spells like me?" Aerastra said this, but his face couldn't help but have a hint of admiration, because Don Quixote had just made a series of tricks that did not use psionic powers, but constructed three spells, all of which were completely handy, without the slightest order, and of course could be described in another word, freedom, "And thank you for your concern, although this body of mine is weak, it is true that it will not let itself die because of crying." ”

"Ha," Don Quixote customarily lit a cigar, the fragrance of which made Erastro frown slightly, "I won't advise you to look away or anything like that, no one else can help you with these things, but I don't think it's a thing to praise to shed tears all the time, so I'm going to change the subject and talk to you about the ancient magicians." ”

"It's rare for you to be so comforting," Aerastra was a little surprised by Don Quixote's very casual tone, but it was also quite fresh, and the most interesting thing was that he did not hide it at all, "And I am not sad, but I am a little emotional, obviously a very good life, but suddenly it dissipates without a trace, and there is no going back." ”

"In those days," Don Quixote shrugged, "even if your enemies had died in the later Wars of the Guards, you know, that battle was really dark, and people like you were really dead, but at least you survived, didn't you?"

"Perhaps," Erasdr didn't seem to want to dwell on this matter anymore, glancing at the strangely named codex on the table, "Are you the plenipotentiary agent of the reincarnation god in the world of Faeron?"

"Sort of," Don Quixote still didn't say anything, "If you can, tell me about the ancient magicians, to be honest, after so many years, there are not many really useful things that can be handed down, who wants to have another more convenient magic net? Try this, the best tea from Char's United Nations, I think you, as an elf, must like it." ”

"Thank you," after taking a gentle sip of the teacup, Erastro admired Don Quixote in his heart, although there were no lichs in her time, but after Don Quixote's explanation, as well as his own analysis of the fate box these days, Erastro really admired Don Quixote's secret technique of attaching himself to the body of a living person from the bottom of his heart, in her opinion, the structure of the isolation magic array was simply a stroke of genius," The profession division of ancient magicians is probably apprentice mage, formal mage, great mage, and at my level, I was also called a god of law in that era. ”

Don Quixote nodded slightly, although the names are different, but he roughly understands the meaning, because the ancient mage does not have a ring spell position, so between the formal mage and the mage of the realm, there is no ring mage to say this, and the different formal mages are also estimated to be evaluated by their respective strengths, what kind of intermediate mage, senior mage and the like will be called if they die, as for the great mage, it should be the mage of the corresponding field, "The conditions for becoming an ancient mage are very harsh, I heard." ”

"Well, first of all, the spiritual power, that is, the spiritual energy that you often talk about now, must exceed the standard of at least five times that of ordinary people, and it must be innate, not innate, useless, and then there must be elemental affinity, wind, water, fire, thunder, lightning, metal, wood, earth, space, time, without one of these nine elemental affinities, you can't become a mage, and the more a single series of affinities a person, the easier it is to go to the end and become a great magician, or even a magic god, so, at that time, it is indeed a very difficult thing to become a mage。 ”

Hearing this, Don Quixote pinched the bridge of his nose, all this is very similar to the novels he had read in his previous life, at first glance it looks a little thunderous, but with his current strength, if you think about it carefully, it is extremely reasonable, in the early days of the world, the laws are very rough, and the ready-made laws are easier to use, as if it is easier to directly use the fire laws existing in the laws than to use everything in his own structure, and at the same time, people have not reached the realm of basic elements, which is like the worldview on the earth, from the very beginning of the molecule, to the atom, to the last quark, the earlier it is, the thicker the classification。

"At that time, there were not as many types of spells as there are now," Erastro, who had also learned about some magic spells recently, involuntarily compared, "The speed of the structure is not at all comparable to that magical spell bit, but I compared it and found that the power of ancient spells should be greater." ”

"However," Speaking of this, Erasdrand was also a little discouraged, "Compared to the instantaneous spell with a spell bit, and a richer variety of spells, even if it is a great mage or a mage, it will suffer in the face of the current magic net mage of the same level, and it is an inevitable trend to be eliminated by the world." ”

"Not really," Don Quixote smiled, "at least the ancient magicians are free. ”