As the morning sun shone in obliquely, Allegri stood leisurely on the terrace, observing the surroundings.

Magic Tasi, along the post road built along the Broken Jade River, there is still an endless stream of chariots and horses, this trade route connecting the north and the south, enough to shorten the distance of tens of thousands of miles, can bring huge profits to the merchants, make them flock to it.

At the same time, some of the profits have been channeled into the pockets of the major powers through taxation, and fortunately, as the most important sentinel of this trade route, Allegri has also taken a share of it.

On the grassy slope in the distance, a team of 200 people was seriously drilling. The old magician took a few small barbarians with great strength as overseers, and looking at the faces of those little mercenaries, he actually had a deep fear of the kind-faced Herseus.

Allegri smiled and shook his head, it seemed that they had tasted some pain. He wondered if he should care about them, and since Herseus was willing to be evildoers, he reluctantly showed that he was okay.

Beckoning Brooke in, Allegri smiled and commanded. The old student nodded in understanding, and not long after he walked out, another student walked in.

"Teacher, my father will be here in a few days. Afra jumped up the tower and laughed.

"Oh, is it?" Allegri had just opened a magic book, turned around and smiled, "Uncle Mendel has brought many people, I want to be ready to receive him,"

"He had come with a caravan to inspect the trade route. Afra sat on a wooden chair on her side, her feet barely reaching the ground, and she could only sway around.

"He's definitely going to be drawn here," Allegri said confidently, "yes." Afra, how did you learn the spell you were taught yesterday?"

"Is that the Wind Step?" Afra laughed, chanting softly, a light wave of magic swirling around her feet. She was already delicate and light, but now she was more like she was levitating, and she was extremely agile when she walked around the room.

"Not bad. It's okay," Allegri was secretly surprised by her talent in her heart, but she had to show such a calmness on the outside, "The low-level 'Wind Step' is the primary form of the high-level spell 'Wind Wing Technique', and it will be very helpful to understand the principle structure now for the future, you come here, I will take you to deconstruct this spell." ”

Afra leaned over lightly, and Allegri smiled and opened the spell book.

Carefully explain his understanding of spells. It wasn't until lunchtime that Allegri took Afra to finish the basic structure of the spell.

"I've got some business in the afternoon, so you can go back first," Allegri smiled, "and we'll continue tomorrow this time." ”

Watching Afra obediently descend the tower, Allegri stretched and stood in front of the window to the north, thinking about something.

Looking out of the north-facing window. The sky is still blue, and the snow is still white.

Are the Nasians still the same?

Shake your head to shake off superfluous thoughts. Allegri turned intently and stared at the crystal plate on the stone table. Two or three palm-sized crystal plates were crystal clear, fixed to the table by a silver-gray metal bracket, and a light purple halo flowed slowly, connecting with the entire magic tower, reflecting every move within the control range.

Allegri sat in front of the stone case. Stretching out his finger and tapping it lightly, the purple fluctuations spread out like ripples, as if some order had been issued.

Feeling a tremor beneath his feet, Allegri closed his eyes, but his fingers still didn't let go.

In the magic circle on the floor. A fiery red streak slowly lit up, and the violent flame magic flowed up, climbing up the stone case like a fiery serpent, and pulling out of the crystal plate.

The magic pattern dimmed again, and the flame magic that was conveyed gradually formed into a small cloud of suspended flame.

Allegri withdrew his finger, the tip of his finger, and the flames swirled.

He pressed his finger lightly to the center of his brow, and the painful expression suddenly appeared, the flames burned there black, but they did not cause physical damage like real flames.

Allegri struggled in the sea of souls to recall a few of the basic spell circuits that had recently been resolved, and summoned all his mental power to construct a rough model of it. The last time he was unexpectedly promoted to the top position, Allegri himself had not figured out many things. But this realm must be consolidated by itself.

Recently, after some success in analyzing spells, Allegri decided to use the power of the "Energy Furnace" to try to solidify several basic circuit structures again.

The spiritual power he mobilized slowly gathered in it, but he always couldn't find a way to fuse it with the magic power and construct the amount of power introduced into his body into the structure he needed. He first tried to use his spiritual power to draw a structure on the paper as he usually used to cast spells, and then solidify his thoughts. But once they were done, they always wanted to squirt out, and that impatient look made Allegri quite helpless.

Later, he used his spiritual power to construct a groove in the sea of souls, and after constructing a groove like inlaying a magic circle in a magic tower, he forced his magic power into it to solidify it. However, those suspended above the sea of souls, the structural stars that have been solidified, seem to have a strong attraction. After the flame magic flowed through the grooves of spiritual power, it flowed towards those stars, blended into them and disappeared. Only the stars that glow slightly after absorbing mana indicate that they also have the purpose of storing mana.

Seeing that the magic power introduced by the "Energy Furnace" had almost been exhausted, Allegri was helpless, and directly extended the groove of spiritual power until it became a spiritual pipeline. The twisted spiritual pipeline constructed a model of the circuit, and he drove all the remaining flame magic into it, and then quickly sealed all the entrances and exits, sealing the magic inside.

Allegri could feel the magic rushing around, like a torrent trying to find a breakthrough. He gritted his teeth and endured the burning pain, but he didn't let go of his control over his mental power.

After a long time, the magic gradually settled, like a hot molten iron solidifying in a mold. Allegri slowly loosened the control of his mental power, and the fiery red structure slowly flew towards the cloud, gradually shrinking into a star. It's just that the structure is still a little loose in the past, and it looks a little immature compared to the companions next to him.

Prepare the four basic circuit structures of the slang. Only one is solidified, and the mana is exhausted. Allegri slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a cloudy breath, at least he found a way, and he could slowly cast it.

But this must be a long way to go, and he has just discovered that the stars can actually store magic power. Now it seems. Compared to those real great magicians, their own storage is so poor that they may not even be able to compare to a tenth of theirs.

But in this way, there was the impetus to move forward, and he stood up, moving his sedentary and stiff body, and re-energized.

As twilight began to rise, a whole afternoon was consumed by just one curing, and Allegri couldn't help but feel that time was fleeting.

The horn of the break sounded. The little mercenaries with crooked steps walked towards the cafeteria under the guidance of the old magician, sighing one by one, looking exhausted.

After a pause, Herseus suddenly stopped.

The little mercenaries hurriedly stopped, looking at his back with some fear.

"Are you tired?" the old magician turned and casually pointed to a small mercenary, "You say." ”

"Tired...... No, no. Not tired. The little mercenary hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to do what he liked.

"Not tired, then you can go run ten more laps." The old magician snorted coldly. He pointed to the training ground.

The little mercenary was almost scared, shaking his head again and again, and was about to hold back his tears, "Tired, tired, I'm so tired." ”

"Do you want to play such a trick in front of the old man?" Herseus casually pointed to the mercenary in front of him. "You say, are you tired today?"

"I'm tired, I'm dying of exhaustion. With the experience of the past, this time the answer is simple.

"Then tell me, do you have a little resentment towards the old man?" Herseus stared at him.

This little mercenary looked left and right. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said softly, "Yes...... Dot. ”

Herseus nodded, the expected storm did not hit, and the little mercenary secretly raised his head and saw that the old demon actually smiled at him.

As soon as he was excited, he heard Herseus suddenly raise his voice and say in a loud voice, "Not only is he tired, but all of you are tired, and you will definitely have some resentment towards me, and even some people have already retreated and want to leave the group......"

"If you want to go, you can go, just talk to me, you can leave at any time," Herseus glanced at the teenagers in front of him with burning eyes, and lowered his voice, "Go back, continue to go back to live that life of exile in a foreign land, running around for a full meal tomorrow, even kneeling and begging, abducting and deceiving ......"

"But what do you do in the world, if you don't want to live like an ant, then follow me and continue to suffer," said the old mage with a splash of saliva, "you will ask what you can get by going on like this, but a month, I only need a month, and I will make sure that each and every one of you will rise a whole class in a month." Then according to your talents, you can become a warrior, an archer, a scout, a respected adventurer......" He pointed to the magic tower behind him, the flames in the twilight were scorching, exuding endless power and temptation, Herseus shouted, "—even, to be able to enter the tower, learn spells, and become a great magician...... So what do you say, what is the end of today's fatigue?"

After Herseus's words, the faces of the little mercenaries were filled with more thought and expectation, and those once withered faces regained a trace of rejuvenation.

"Now, then, who wants to go?" Herseus looked around, saw that everyone was silent, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Okay, now go to dinner, I have prepared a sumptuous dinner for you." ”

Smelling the tempting aroma coming from the hall, this practical benefit made the little mercenaries look even more encouraged, and they respectfully passed by Herseus, saluted him, and then entered the cafeteria.

"Teacher, this ......" Allegri on the tower shook his head helplessly, "It's obvious that I asked Brooke to arrange the dinner, but you are really a good guy and a bad guy." (To be continued......)

PS: (Double Update,It's finally back.,Resume normal time update from tomorrow)