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"Magic, in fact, is to communicate with the earth, and then use the power of the earth. As long as it is the property of the earth, we can almost control it. Simplify the property of the earth to fire, water, wood, earth, and gold. How to control, How to use it is your own choice, there is no certain magic." Furla summoned his magician, "If you want to control these elements, you must first know them, and when you know all the elements, you will naturally Know what elements are right for you."

Furla squatted down, holding the magician with one hand and touching the ground with the other.

On the soil with only soil, some green seedlings broke out. The seedlings in the green center grew into a big tree in the blink of an eye, and the rest of the seedlings turned into grasses between the roots of the trees.

A green leaf fell from the big tree and turned into a flame the moment it touched the ground. The flame gradually increased, and then became a thick fire that would not go extinct.

Accompanied by a low sound, the ground beneath Furla's feet gradually rose, and it stopped when it reached a length of about one meter.

Under the small but frequent sound, countless shiny particles drilled out of the soil, and the mutual attraction between the particles formed pieces of uneven metal the size of a palm.

The soil on the other piece of land became darker in color due to its dampness, and a stream of water spewed out from the center, gradually forming a small pool under the force of the water.

"Try to feel them one by one," said Furla, who came down from the raised ground.

Diss looked at Furla, and clenched his magic husband in his right hand. He finally understood why Furla's name was often mentioned in his family.

Furla is unanimously recognized as the best magician in Tierra because he is skilled at manipulating five elements, whereas an averaged sorcerer can only control three elements.

Furla is not particularly honored, in his words he is simply too greedy a magician to communicate more deeply with the elements.

"In order to recognize them, you don't need to use a magician." Aware of Dis's gaze, Furla looked back at Dis.

"But, but, you just weren't..." Dies couldn't help but look at the magic husband in Furla's hands.

"I need a magician to summon them, but that doesn't mean I need a magician to know them."

"But I already know them." Diess made a flower grow on the ground, burned the flower with a fireball, summoned water from the front of the magic man to put out the fire, made the soil form a stone, and pierced it with a sharp metal Stone.

Although Diess can also summon five elements, what he can do is very limited, and two different elements cannot exist at the same time.

"Are you sure you know them? Did you feel the vitality of wood, the heat of fire, the coldness of water, the strength of earth and the unity of gold? Different people have different views on them, but you have Do you feel anything?"

"..." Diess couldn't answer Furza's question, because the only thing he could feel from the beginning to the end was the touch of holding the magician in his hand.

"It's not too late to start getting to know them now. Diss Kuliocida."

When Furza's sermon to Diess ended, the first class of the quintet officially began.

Secura first walked to the big tree. When she touched the rough outer skin of the big tree and closed her eyes, the surrounding voices gradually moved away from her, and she heard the seemingly non-existent singing that led her out of the labyrinth. Incomparably peaceful.

When she walked towards the fire, the heat of the fire had already come, and the closer she got, the hotter she was. She reached out and touched it and immediately retracted her hand because it was burned. Some people say that the incarnation of the destruction of fire, but Secura felt the fire It is very simple, because it shows its own light and heat without hiding.

When she walked to the water's edge, her reflection appeared on the calm water, but as soon as the wind blew, her reflection immediately became blurred, and when she reached out to touch, the coldness of the water seemed to be conveyed from her fingertips to heart.

When she touched the readily available soil, she felt a sense of security from within, as if nothing could hurt her as long as her feet were on the ground.

When she picks up a piece of metal, she can feel the hardness and change of the gold, which can be a protective shield or a wounding weapon.

As Furza said, Secura knew what the elements she wanted to know more about.

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Although Secura knows what she wants, some ghost doesn't know~