However, the person cursed by the vampire was in a good mood at this time, and the mage tower from Zoth had been repaired for a while, although it was not fully restored, but the basic functions were complete, and the wizard was able to use his own methodology to fill in the core of the mage tower, and set up a projector in Edmund's mansion so that he could stay in the mage tower for a longer time.

Magicians, especially high-ranking magicians, are homely creatures, and the reasons for this are self-explanatory, so once they have a stable nest, they will try to minimize the number of times they go out and show their heads.

This not only enhances the safety factor, but also saves a lot of time for research.

The projectors were not only set up in the Edmont Mansion, but also in several other areas where constant communication was required.

He was a little uncomfortable with the device when he first used it, but after a few times, he was at ease, spending more time in the mage tower each day, and his life became more relaxed.

Learning spells is too simple for him now, with the arcane affinity and insight that this body gives him, any spell can be comprehended after reading the scroll a few times, and after a few practices, this talent makes the black-robed master who has lived for thousands of years envious - it is also a perfect human body directly condensed in the life source power, but compared to Penny, he lacks a shattered Mithic energy core, which makes him unable to control the arcane as instinctively as Penny.

"A rare arcane instinct. He buried himself in the pile of information, and at the same time commented on Penny in a jealous tone: "It took me sixty years to get to where you were, but with the reset of the methodology, it floated away like flowing water, oh, I am really jealous, if you can successfully complete the whole of the methodology, you will directly improve by two levels." ”

"Two levels?" the wizard was puzzled.

"Thoroughly penetrate the methodology, the flow of source power and consciousness, and form an instinct, the guy who can do it to this point is enough to be respectfully called a master by those superficial guys, tsk tsk. The black robe shook his little head as he spoke, as if he was very disdainful: "Although it is still worthless compared to the true connotation of arcane. ”

"What is the true meaning of the arcane?" Penny was intrigued by the old monster's topic, "Is it legendary?"

"It means 'seed'. The black robe shook his head, and this action made by the little boy's body looked very ridiculous: "The legend is just the beginning, and you don't understand it." ”

Hearing such a perfunctory answer, Penny had no choice but to press his temples, shake his head, and abandon the topic.

"Oh, by the way, I've got what you want me to check. As she spoke, Hyrust picked out a stack of materials from the large pile of materials on the side and handed it to Penny.

"What is this?" the wizard took the thick hundreds of pieces of parchment, and for a moment he was confused.

"Huh?" Helast looked at Penny with a strange look, "Are you really a wizard?"

"Uh...... This, I don't really know what it is. Penny flipped through the stack of vellum, which was full of descriptions in the Loshauen language, with so many terms and data mixed in, that Penny knew each of them, but when they were so connected that he began to get dizzy just by looking at them.

Hylast lifted one of her palms and covered her face heavily, as if she had heard something from Penny's mouth that made him feel speechless.

"I'm sorry, black-robed senior, I really don't know what this is. Penny smiled wryly, knowing that he must have unconsciously shown some 'incompetence'.

"That's the methodology. Hyraster groaned in pain, as if marveling at Penny's incorrigibility: "The methodological fragment of the guy who made this bead of blood. ”

"What?" Penny was shocked, he looked at the stack of papers in his hand in disbelief, and couldn't believe that a wizard's methodology could be recorded in writing.

"Oh, it looks like you're surprised. Hylast raised an eyebrow.

"Yes...... Black-robed seniors. Penny nodded, "I can't imagine this thing being able to write on paper." ”

"Hmm, this was the basic skill of an advanced wizard in our time, and it seems that Faeron's arcane level has really regressed greatly. The black robe shrugged.

"Wizards nowadays keep their methodology a secret, even to ordinary mage apprentices, as if to ensure the safety of the mage community. Penny frowned.

"Well, of course, for safety. The black robe was silent for a moment, then turned his head away, his tone a little disappreciative: "This era is much more dangerous than that era, especially for us hapless wizards. ”

"Forgive me for taking the plunge. Penny had some doubts in his heart: "Black-robed senior, in your era, arcane ...... Is it safe?"

"There are not a few unlucky guys who hung up because of experimental accidents. Hylast's tone was very nonchalant: "But in our time, there was no female animal named Mystra who crouched around the source to watch every wizard who invoked the source power, and there was no garbage system called the magic web. ”

"This ......" Penny's brow furrowed again, and through some of Helast's words, he was once again confused about some concepts of sorcery, "Didn't Mystra and the Magic Web exist shortly after the multiverse began to be born?"

According to the legend of Torel Abor, the battle between Suren and Shar gave birth to the first generation of the goddess of magic, and the magic web appeared at that time.

"This is the most ridiculous fallacy in the multiverse. Hylast unceremoniously retorted: " In any crystal wall system of the multiverse, the source sea is born and dies with the birth and death of the world itself, it can be said that it is the brain and core of a world, if the source sea of the world of Abor Torel really has a spokesperson, and it is also the god of the gods who almost never speaks out, instead of the ridiculous Mystra, her initial use is just a hard labor created by Su Lun to sort out the power of the source sea, even now, her authority cannot interfere with the real core of the source sea, only in front of those wizards whose spell level is so-so and can only reach the outer layer of the source sea, can she put on the appearance of an arrogant and inviolable goddess。 ”

His choice of words is unceremonious, and full of sarcasm: "She's actually a bitch, and she's good for nothing but to use that body, which is used every day by countless wizards to solicit thugs and doglegs for her." ”

Penny was stunned for a while because of this remark, although he was born in the same rebellious red-robed mage society, but few wizards have made such remarks, but think about it carefully, Hylast's evaluation is not unreasonable, Mistra is indeed a goddess known for her dissoluteness, with countless faces, the older ones are Azus, and the more recent ones have Samast, Ilminster, etc., and the new generation of goddesses of magic has filled in the name of Cranvo in this long list, as for the other unknown faces, there are countless others, it can be said that it is one of the most famous buses in the multiverse。

Moreover, the body of this goddess, the magic web, is indeed meditated by countless mages every day, of course, both men and women, and from this point of view, her existence has a more special value.

For such a goddess, Panny, who comes from a world with a relatively traditional concept, of course, is far away.

"Well, that is, the magic net didn't exist from the beginning, and the power of that bitch wasn't as huge as it was from the beginning. Speaking of this, the black robe spread his hands, with a complicated and strange expression on his face: "To tell the truth, a considerable part of her power is given to her by us. ”

"What does that mean?" Penny was even more puzzled.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. The black robe didn't seem to want to talk about this topic, and diverted the conversation: "...... You don't understand the methodology?"

Penny nodded, he really couldn't read the long scroll in his hand.

"Well, in our day, it would have been impossible for someone like you to graduate from an apprenticeship academy, oh, I didn't graduate back then. Hylast shrugged his shoulders: "Since the methodology is in the name of the theory, of course, it can be written on paper, in fact, there is nothing difficult, the point is to read a wizard's methodology from his magical power...... Needless to say, a half-person like you certainly doesn't understand this technique. ”

He looked at Penny with disdain as his face was full of embarrassment.

Each of these parameters and terms indicates the character of a wizard's methodology, the characteristics of his spells, the composition of his mind, blind spots, flaws, strengths, and so on. Hylast took the large volume of information in the wizard's hand: "The information that can be analyzed from that blood bead is limited, and this fragment is only less than a thousandth of the entire methodology of the guy who made the blood bead, but it's ...... It already contains some information about that guy, and if you can read it, you should be able to recognize the caster's scent, but ...... There's nothing I can do if I want to know more, unless you can get more information about his spells. ”

"Uh...... So, that's not all that guy's methodology?" Penny shook himself as he weighed the large stack of parchment, which weighed several pounds.

"Of course, who do you think I am, who can analyze his entire methodology from a tattered bead of blood?" Helast raised an eyebrow, "I'm sure there isn't a single being in the multiverse who has this ability. ”

Thinking of the strange mechanic scholar Dilpur hidden in the cracks of space, it took him ten years to observe the three red-robed chiefs to find the flaws in their methodology, so we can know how difficult it is to see through the methodology of a wizard.

In this way, Penny is not surprised, and now the more important thing is how to translate this large volume, and if he can't read the methodology, no amount of information is useless.

"Well, this is the methodological dictionary we used to teach in our time. Talking about the specific research method, Helest Blackrobe took out a gleaming chip and threw it to Penny, who was shocked because he realized that it was a soul crystal that stored memory fragments—a memory preparation spell that was stored in a constant way, and if some information needed to be stored in this way, there must be a certain amount of content in it.

At least the amount that ordinary people can understand is indescribable.

Despite the sheer size of the human brain, Penny still felt a lot of pressure as he pinched the chip.

"You can study it slowly, oh, I can give you a sample. Helaster turned his head and clapped his hands, and his masked servant came out of the hut next to him and stood in front of Penny: "As a former legendary mage, although his methodology has been crippled by me, the content is still quite rich, it should be enough for you to understand the content of that dictionary completely, well, the rest will be left to you." ”

Penny looked at this lifeless guy, and the pressure in his heart was even greater.

"Actually, this is a good training for a wizard, especially when you want to construct a methodology, if you can write down the expected methodology through words and proofread it, the chance of blind spots and mistakes is much lower than relying on instinct and thinking, after all, it is better to remember the surname than to write badly. Hylast took a sip of water, "Especially at a time when such a great change is about to happen. ”

"A big change is coming?"

"Oh, a cataclysm is about to engulf all of Torreel. The black robe turned to Penny and smiled mysteriously, "In this incident, all wizards whose methodologies are not perfect and stable will be eliminated, and there are less than three years left. ”

"Uh......" The shocking news startled Penny, and he looked at the black robe in shock: "That sounds like a prophecy." ”

"Of course it's a prophecy, that old guy in Shadow Valley predicted it three years ago, and I just did it a little earlier. The smile on Helast's black robe became more and more strange: "You must know that mental insanity brings not only harm, but also more chaotic and divergent thinking...... Belch...... It's often possible to see things that normal people can't see, and that's the case in the law of cause and effect, and it was the news that prompted me to do that experiment, oh, I have to cherish this opportunity. ”

Penny's heart pounded, and he didn't look good until Helaster left the lab.

As a wizard, after hearing such amazing news, of course, I couldn't feel better.

However, at this time, all he can do is to mature his methodology as quickly as possible.

He sighed and pressed the glittering chip to his forehead, pouring all the information into his mind— For most wizards, this kind of behavior is tantamount to suicide, and the huge amount of information that pours in in a moment will make them immediately insane, but Penny's mind has been tested so much that there is no pressure in the face of this relatively ordinary amount of information, and in a quarter of an hour, he has already eaten up a dictionary that is enough for an ancient Imaska wizard's apprentice to learn for ten years, and then began to observe carefully around the silent masked wizard.

Penny tapped lightly on the wizard's coat, an invisible protective film blocking his fingers, and he frowned, the depths of his two pupils glowing pure white, cutting through the masked wizard's magical armor like a scalpel, trying to capture traces of methodology in the vast amount of data.

When the supernatural perception is fully activated in the form of vision, Penny's pupils will take on this light, which has been present since he changed his body, and by now, the wizard is completely used to it.

Under this kind of light, a lot of information about arcane arts is as if it has been dissected, and even the shields on the low-level mages whose methodologies have not been formed can be seen at a glance, which is very powerful, and of course, it is still very difficult to deal with the spell shields of former legendary spellcasters such as the masked wizard.

After a long time, the light in Penny's eyes retracted, and the whites of his eyes were filled with dense bloodshots, and he turned around and took out a large stack of parchment, and wrote dozens of pages, then threw away the pen and paper, and walked back to the bedroom in a groggy manner, fell down on the bed, lifted the quilt, hugged the soft body into his arms, turned over, and fell asleep as usual.

These days have been like this, the matter of the Wizards of the Coast has been solved, the mage tower has been repaired, the wizard has more time to mess around with Lanny at night, but the feeling of this night is a little strange - the most intuitive feeling is that the body in his arms seems to be cooler, the skin seems to be softer, and the less bullet surname is more delicate, which undoubtedly makes Penny a little confused, but some tired brain makes him not think much about it, so when he wakes up the next morning, he is embarrassed.

The woman next to the pillow had stray blond hair, pale yellow skin as pale as if she had just recovered from a serious illness, and her face still had a little pink color, and she opened her eyes at the same time as the wizard woke up—which shimmered with pure color.

The slightly upturned nose and small mouth made the wizard's mind stagnate, and in his memory, this girl should not have been here at this time.

As he continued to look down at the blood on the sheets, the muscles of the wizard's body began to stiffen.

While Penny was in a daze, a smile bloomed on her face, and two slender arms wrapped around the wizard's neck.

"Hiccol. He frowned and whispered in her ear, "Why are you here?"

"Hey, hey. A mocking smile came from behind Sheckel, burrowing into the wizard's ear, and he raised his gaze slightly, skimming over Sheckel's neck, and could see two heads, one large and one small, poking out from the covers.

Nephies held her chin in her hands and looked at the wizard motionless with wide eyes, while Lannie rolled her eyes at the wizard, a smile on her face that looked like she had succeeded in a prank, and spat out a word in a judgmental tone:

"Idiot. ”

The constant smell of Penny getting into his nose made him almost an idiot, and it took him a while to remember that just yesterday morning he had agreed to Hiccol's request to move into the Mage's Tower.

But the scene in front of him was not something he could have imagined.

He looked at the three faces in front of him that were facing him silently, but with different expressions, and felt ridiculous for a while, and then laughed at each other.

(To be continued)