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Roland sighed pretentiously, and said with some regret: "Although it wasn't my intention, it seems that I'm going further and further down the road of the evil sect."

"It's not the evil faction either," Weber comforted Roland, thinking that the other party had prejudice and resistance to the undead, seeing Roland's strange expression.

"Necromantic magic is at best heresy in the eyes of magicians. Although there are no particularly top-notch figures, his own excellence is undeniable."

"Apart from the usual need to make workshops in the cemetery, and the frequent removal of corpses, the temperament may become more and more gloomy... Probably, there is nothing like a villain."

"If you put this kind of description in any story, you will be the kind of big devil who is about to be crucified at first sight!"

After Roland said this, Weber lost his confidence, but he quickly gave up on himself and said, "There is no way to do this. Magicians are troublesome in every sense."

"I also often suffer from bad smells due to alchemy experiments. Some people have to plunge into the mountains in order to find the precious ore that inherits the dress. They live there for several years. Magicians are basically weirdos. It's much better than just digging up corpses, okay?"

"It's not that simple. The cremated corpse can only be used as a simple catalyst. It will be troublesome to replace the corpse with hints if something goes wrong. In this country, cremation culture is also prevalent. If you want to pick up the corpse, you must go to Fuji Sea of ​​trees."

Roland said calmly, and easily stated the normality, pros and cons of necromancer magic, making it hard not to wonder if he had been interested in this aspect for a long time.

"Both the corpses of magicians and monsters need to be hunted by someone. For the sake of completeness, most of the time they need to be present in person. They are killed first and dealt with first. It's just like a shark that smells fishy or a hyena chasing carrion."

Weber also sighed a little: "Magicians are like this. They are chasers who abandon ethics. If you want to step into the path of magic, you must have such awareness."

"I will send you the template and materials of necromancer magic later. In this regard, I have nothing to teach you."

Weber stood up and said seriously: "So, as your guide on the path of magic, let me teach you the last lesson."

Roland's originally smirking expression also put away, and turned into a gentle indifference.

In these days of getting along, Roland left the deepest impression on Weber, no doubt that talent that surpasses everything else, besides that, is the unusually indifferent and casual attitude.

For things he likes, he will play with them like a cat until he dies, and for things he doesn't like, he won't even look at them. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to contact him, Roland will ignore them at all.

This is a standard magician's attitude, coupled with excellent talent and rich wealth, Roland is simply the person in Weber's dream.

But Weber is not Roland after all. He seized every opportunity from the difficulties, single-mindedly, and moved forward with inexhaustible enthusiasm. It is because of this that he can understand that an overly large talent is a burden instead.

"Roland, you are too perfect. Your excellent aptitude prevents you from encountering bottlenecks, and your strong learning ability allows you to make rapid progress. Among all the magicians I have met, I would like to call you the strongest."

"Whether it's Teacher Kenneth, who I can only look up to, or the successors of other monarchs, they are not as good as you. You are so perfect that you can't find any flaws. However, this textbook is as perfect as your biggest flaw."

Perfection is a flaw.

This kind of point of view may make Guiwu Tsuji feel angry when he hears it. Roland thought of this, but there were some waves in his heart. He knew that Weber would become almost the best teacher in the future, and he also recognized the other party's talent, so , Roland just listened calmly, covering up the throbbing in his heart.

"When I first met you,

That's how I feel, Roland, you're hollow. "

Weber's eyes revealed an indescribable expression, "During the contact these few days, the sense of confusion that you can't find your way has always existed."

"Although as a friend, I shouldn't interfere with your lifestyle, but the way of a teacher is to check for omissions and make up for vacancies, so I still have to speak out."

"From the beginning of your practice, you have always been perfunctory with the devil's way with a playful mentality."

"On this point, I should be very serious."

Roland was silent for a while and said that he would only take the initiative to learn the magic way if he was really interested in it. The best proof is that he has been holding the classics with fondness for the past few days.

However, Weber shook his head and said: "Maybe you are serious, but under the cover of talent, can you understand what is serious? With your aptitude, studying seriously, and pretending to study seriously, will cost you a lot of money." The time is always the same."

"If you are really serious, why have you been together for so long, and your eyes have always been calm? My aptitude is very poor, but only my learning ability can barely be compared with yours. For me, learning the magic way requires Everything is under pressure, if you don’t learn today, you may not learn it tomorrow, fighting like hand-to-hand combat on the battlefield.”

"In modern terms, do you know the history of computer development? The first people used people to do things that could be done in a few seconds, and spent hours making programs for machines to process."

"Do you think those people are passionate about computers because they knew that computers would be popular all over the world? No, they think it is very pleasant and interesting to do this thing, and they regard it as their life goal, so they rush on it Yes, at the time, it was indeed an inefficient effort, but there was no reason to be ridiculed."

Hearing this, Roland froze.

Weber stared at him, and continued: "I am also willing to do this because I really like magic. You can think that I am a person without talent. If I don't work hard, even the simplest modern magic can't achieve great success. , but I really found the process interesting."

"Roland, you do act out of fun, but your talent is so powerful that you can do whatever you want. Even if you have a new interest, it will soon end because of the completion of your goals. Day after day like this Going down, it’s not surprising that you will be confused.”

"But you, a genius like you, may not realize that even broad and conceptual goals can be approached step by step by short goals one by one. As long as you have goals, you should not be confused."

"If you have something you really want to do, why not give it a try and work hard to complete it?"

Although he was criticized for a while, Roland must admit that he felt the long-lost fun.

From Weber, but also from...myself.

"Then, I will take my leave, and I will return to the Clock Tower today."

Weber, who said what he was holding back in his heart, felt a little more relaxed. He didn't dare to look at Roland's face. He ran out of the room with small steps. When the door was pushed open, he still turned his head unconsciously. .

"Roland!"

"Um?"

Roland subconsciously looked at Weber, watching him throw a bag of handmade amulets over.

"Although the effect is not good, the variety is quite comprehensive, and the storage time is still very long. You are going to participate in the Holy Grail War, so I can't say nothing."

"Finally, don't die, my...friend."

After saying farewell a little sensationally, Weber covered himself because of the shy expression on his face, and ran out, leaving only Roland standing there alone, thinking about his words before leaving, holding the heavy bag of amulets in his hand .

Roland took a deep breath and said softly: "Is encounter the only thing that can change a person?"

"Incomparably correct, Lord Roland."

Oni Wu Tsuji Muyou quietly appeared in the shadow of the room, and exclaimed in admiration.