Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

"I am a sorceress. The energy of our spells comes from the world under our feet, which is called chaotic energy, or the original force, which can be roughly divided into four types, earth, water, air, fire... ..."

He Shenyan listened with gusto to the sorceress's eloquence, even though he couldn't get any useful information from the knowledge she revealed at all. For him, the world's way of casting spells was novel, but it didn't stop there. Based on the sorceress's explanation, and after performing several more spells at He Shenyan's request, he came to a conclusion.

The mages of Geralt's world, or wizards, warlocks, and druids, don't care about names, as long as they use spells. The essence of their spellcasting is to control, suppress and utilize elemental energy. Through what is known as chaotic energy, gifted individuals acquire the ability to cast spells after years of training.

He Shenyan tapped the table with his fingers, not sure if he wanted to do it. But in the end, curiosity triumphed—a common problem with mages.

He said, "Have you ever thought about casting spells in other ways?"

Before the sorceress could answer, he smiled apologetically at Geralt: "Let's leave for a while."

Abandoning the witcher who hadn't seen enough of the show, he pulled the sorceress into the just-opened portal leading to the mage's tower. After she entered the mage tower, she immediately fell into shock.

For nothing else, just because there was a girl standing in the middle of the hall, she was casting a spell - just listen to the description, it's nothing special. But the way she casts spells is completely different from anything the sorceress can remember, and she does not call the souls of dead beasts like the druids and reshape them in herself. Nor does it absorb the surrounding chaotic energy to suppress spellcasting like sorcerers do.

She directly mobilized those energies. In the past, she was irritable and restless in the hands of the sorceress, and the energy that could devour her at any time was like a pet in the girl's hands. No matter what, she had only been here for five minutes, and she had already seen the girl cast three different spells. All of them were incomprehensible to her.

"You... me, she, this, what is this?" She stammered, completely unable to understand what she was seeing. Can't blame her, after all, when people see things they can't understand, there are only two ways. One is going crazy, and the other is, like her, trying to figure it out.

He Shenyan looked at the protective spells cast by the girl, but did not answer the sorceress's question. Instead, he said loudly: "Andrea! Did you drink your milk today?"

Andrea was taken aback, she turned around, her eyes dimmed when she saw the beautiful godlike sorceress. She said, "No, no, teacher. Haven't had a drink yet."

"You'd better drink the milk before you cast the spell. Your constitution is too weak to withstand the flow of too much magic power, so taking care of your body first is the first priority. Magic is a never-ending road, you It takes a strong body to climb." The mage's soft words surprised the sorceress beside him even more.

In her memory, the places where she studied spells were intriguing, and the teachers were eager to be apprentices to them for a lifetime, and they often had to pay a lot to learn something.

As for someone like him who cares about the physical condition of students? Basically no.

And this girl's face is not very good, basically can put an end to his thoughts in a certain way. The sorceress narrowed her eyes, and she began to plan something. The next second after these years rose in her heart, the mage turned to look at her. With undisguised warning in his eyes.

He gestured to the girl: "Now go upstairs to practice, there is a present I prepared for you in the second drawer from left to right on the table in your room."

She nodded and quickly ran upstairs. He Shenyan reached out and beckoned two chairs. He sat on the left and motioned for the sorceress to sit on his right.

After she was seated, He Shenyan said, "Thank you for your willingness to tell me that knowledge. Let me introduce myself. My name is He Shenyan, and I am a mage. It's not the one you think."

The genie answered in her language, soft and muted, like a ballad: "Enid Ann Glinna. You can, of course, call me by my common name, Francesca Fanta. cowry."

After she finished speaking her name, she paused deliberately, wanting to see some surprised expressions on the mage's face. But she failed, the mysterious man's face didn't fluctuate at all, and he wasn't even tempted by her beauty. You know, she has been called the most beautiful woman in the world for many years, and her beauty has given her a lot of advantage in talking to men.

But it didn't work for him, he was like a stone, sitting there silently, like a statue.

"Hello, ma'am. You have two names, which shall I use to call you?"

The elf still didn't give up, she relaxed and lay on her back in the chair, allowing her body curves that were attractive to men to be fully exposed, which was something she had never done before, but she found that she was doing it as well. Very handy. The elf said in a languid and seductive tone: "As you please... my lord."

Her elf-accented Common was deliberately accentuated on the word grown-up.

The mage disappointed her again: "Although I admire your beauty, ma'am. I must have a title, otherwise I can only call you a elf, which is very rude. I believe you won't like it either~ www.novelmt.com~Are you a rock?... Forget it, when I didn't say it." She sat up, sitting gracefully, in line with her identity: "Just call me Francesca. Okay, so what else do you want to know from me?"

"Many, for example, how did your race travel across the world? Another example, the inheritor of the ancient blood, the mysterious Jivielle, the Swallow who brought spring and resurrection, where is he now?"

His question changed Francesca's expression slightly, and few people knew that the elves (who called themselves Ain Shedi) were not natives of this world. They just arrived much earlier than humans. Even among elves, this is a secret. Not to mention the latter, but how did this man know?

"Where did you know that?"

"Excuse me, out of your head."

Her face turned blue and white, and He Shenyan had to admit that it was interesting to see such a beautiful woman angry. But Francesca was obviously not just angry, her expression was distorted by a deep sense of powerlessness and shame, she showed her teeth, and because there were no canine teeth, she was not a deterrent: "What did you see?!"