Heroes of Silver Moon

In an empty darkness, Simon's pure white soul was looking at the magic structure floating in front of him with a happy mood.

This empty dark space is exactly the inside of the spell scroll, and Simon entered here with the soul body under the guidance of his mentor Clifford.

And what floated in front of him was the spell frame of the magic strong bow.

"Tsk, is this old **** quite capable?" Simon couldn't help but sigh with emotion as he looked at the more delicate spell frame in front of him.

But for some unknown reason, bursts of jealousy floated out of his mouth.

The frame structure was moved with both hands, and the spell frame floating in front of Simon continued to flip as Simon turned, showing all aspects of its structure clearly in Simon's eyes.

This spell was first invented by Simon, and later sold to Dean Gansel. Now the spell frame in front of Simon has been changed beyond recognition by Gansel.

Compared with the framework created by Simon before, the spell framework presented to Simon now is simpler and more stable.

Previously, Simon's frame had two brackets extending from the middle of the Mana Bow, which were used to fix the slots that hold the bowstring.

Now after Ganssel's improvement, the two brackets have been moved to both ends of the bow, extending backwards to form a triangle and meeting together.

As for the previous card slot, it was directly deleted by Ganssel, and replaced by a protruding barb at the junction of the two brackets.

"It's really exquisite!" Simon couldn't help sighing again after carefully observing the two triangular brackets.

Two simple changes not only make the structure of this spell more concise, but also increase the stability of this spell.

Although he looked down on Ganssel's character, the spell he improved really made Simon feel the gap.

After observing the overall structure of the spell, Simon began to simulate it in the scroll space.

The simulated spellcasting in this scroll space only uses spiritual power, and the simulated spells are not destructive.

And if the simulation is successful with mental power, it basically means that you have learned this spell.

Although this spell has been modified, its origin was invented by Simon after all, and the principle has not changed in any way.

Simon only simulated it two or three times before he fully mastered this improved spell.

Controlling the soul to return to reality, Simon slowly opened his eyes, and then immediately left the spell scroll with both hands.

"Huh", after Simon left with both hands, the spell scroll immediately burned itself into a pile of ashes.

"Tsk, interesting, which genius invented this spell scroll?" Simon rubbed his chin with interest as he looked at the pile of ashes left after the scroll burned itself.

This kind of spell scroll not only allows users to learn spells in detail, but also prevents others from stealing them. It is indeed too convenient.

"It seems that the Mage Union has very strict control over spells!" Simon thought thoughtfully again, sweeping the ashes in front of him into the trash can.

When he used this spell scroll before, he had already signed the scroll to ensure that he would not pass on the spells he had learned.

Now after using the spell scroll, the spell scroll immediately self-destructed. All the signs showed that the Mage Union was determined to crack down on stealing spells.

The previous signature on the scroll was more than just signing his own name.

The paper used for the scroll is the same as that used when Simon and Gansel signed the contract before, and it is a divine contract witnessed by the God of Integrity and Fairness.

If any signatory violates the promise, he will immediately suffer backlash from Shenwei.

Of course, if you are so powerful that you can ignore the power of the gods and fight back, then this kind of divine contract is basically like a blank sheet of paper.

But it would be too difficult to completely ignore the backlash of divine power, and there would never be more than ten extraordinary people in the entire world.

Therefore, only a contract signed with this kind of divine contract can convince the people of this world.

"Okay, what should we do next?", letting go of his emotion for this spell scroll, Simon lay on the bed in the quiet room, and began to "think about life" again.

"The tutors in the academy are all on vacation in advance, which means that they can't learn about alchemy with Clifford tutor."

Looking up at the ceiling of the quiet room, Simon counted himself one by one, what other serious things he could do.

"Hmm~ It seems like there's nothing wrong with it!", Simon's eyes wandered, trying to forget Clifford's entrustment when he left.

"At that time, what did the mentor say, whether to practice well or rest well, um~ let's rest well!", Simon's excited hammer hand finally succeeded in completely tampering with Clifford's entrustment in his mind.

"Let's go and play with Guy and the others!" Simon put on his cotton padded coat, wrapped himself tightly, and then stepped out of the quiet room after hesitating again and again.

"Huh, Huh", the cold wind in January kept destroying the little heat remaining in the cotton-padded clothes. Simon was shivering from the cold, but he still managed to return to the dormitory.

"Hey! I'm going to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Why are you all here?" Seeing a lot of friends in the dormitory, Simon suddenly turned pale with shock.

Could it be that this group of people had telepathy, that's why he wanted to go and play with Guy, but the group of people immediately gathered together.

There is still an invisible big hand behind this, constantly controlling their life trajectory behind the scenes.

At this moment, Simon pushed silently, eyes reflecting on the bridge of his nose, and then a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "Huh, interesting!"

"Hey, Simon, are you playing monster cards?" Seeing Simon push the door in, Guy hurriedly held the monster card in his hand and greeted him.

"Hey, Da Da Da", Simon instantly turned back to being funny, nodding his head like a chicken.

"Whirlwind", Guy released the cards in his hand.

"I dodge." Seeing this, Simon released a dodge card.

The heater installed in the dormitory dispelled the cold brought by winter, and Simon, a big house member, happily played.

Snowflakes fell in the sky again, and the church staff, including Cirillo, guarded the cold dark place without complaint. They are all master-level professionals, and this bit of coldness is nothing to them at all.

The soldiers on the city wall of the royal capital wrapped their cotton clothes tightly, guarding the city wall in every possible way.

Although it is basically impossible for anyone to dare to cause trouble in the capital, even though the weather is very cold, they are still performing their duties.

The nobles in the aristocratic area are singing and dancing in the house; the people in the civilian area are preparing hard for this year's work;

The old women in the slums are worrying about how to survive this cold winter. The whole family has no cotton coats.

Everything looks so peaceful, but not so peaceful.