It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right?

Grete's opportunism failed, so he could only endure it and copied the book honestly for two days. On the third day, he went to the Magic Tower again. Before the horses stopped in front of the Magic Tower, he heard a familiar sound——

"boom!"

It's still the fourth floor of the Magic Tower, it's still the same window, it's still the same figure in the robe, dancing and flying out along a parabolic trajectory.

Gretel: "..."

This time he rode much slower. Arriving at the landing point, Elliot was indeed staggering again, floating downwards in disgrace. As he landed, he cursed:

"You bastard, if you can't say anything, just blow up someone... You're not afraid of blowing yourself up... Hey, why are you here?"

"Mr. Elliot..." Gretel looked at him helplessly: "Let me see if you need help..."

Elliot wanted him to get lost. Unfortunately, the last time I flew out of the mage tower, I only came back with Gretel's help. Otherwise, I don't know how long I would have to jump on one foot. At this time, I couldn't say anything harsh, so I could only get up and walk back.

He doesn't cause trouble, but those who do cause trouble don't let him go. There was a clang on the fourth floor of the mage tower, and a window was opened. A young man with bright blond hair stuck his head out and shouted in a strange accent:

"Come if you can!"

Elliot glanced upward, said nothing, and continued walking with his head down. Gretel accompanied him around a quarter of the circle. Seeing that the boy's blond hair had disappeared from sight, he asked in a low voice:

"Can't beat it?"

"Who said we can't beat him!" Eret's voice suddenly rose: "That brat and I are on the same level! How could we not beat him!"

Gretel said nothing. Elliot took a few more steps, his shoulders slumped, and he sighed:

"It's just a little bit close!...Hmph, he comes from a famous family, he has the best meditation method since he was a child, and his mental power is stronger than mine. It's just a little bit short, I can cast four magic spells in a row like him!"

"Meditation method?" Gretel's heart beat heavily and he immediately took the opportunity to ask: "What kind of meditation method is better?"

"Boy, are you trying to take advantage again?" Elliot raised an eyebrow at him. Without waiting for Gretel to bow his head and make a gesture of repentance, he sighed:

"Since you still know how to come and pick me up, let me tell you. ... Anyway, this is not a secret. With your mental strength, it will be a matter of time before you become a mage. It is not difficult to know these things."

Gretel immediately perked up his ears. Master Elliot said slowly:

"Boy, listen up. The meditation method is divided into three parts: 'core', 'shell', and 'thread'. The core is to create a spiritual core, the more like yourself, the better, so that you can get support from the body;

Shell is to shape an outer shell. The better the shape, the better it can attract and filter the power that is useful to you, and at the same time resist the impact from the outside;

Thread teaches you how to use your spiritual power to perceive and influence the world. Good meditation rules have unique techniques in these three aspects. For ordinary mages, they should either use the "Basic Meditation" book, or learn from a teacher or exchange it with the Magic Council. "

It sounds like some basic theoretical stuff. Grete was engrossed and wanted to listen again, but Master Elliot paused and stopped talking.

no yet? Or is the charging part next? Grete hurriedly asked: "Mr. Elliot, the spiritual core must be like yourself. Does this mean that every detail must be as similar as possible?"

"Yeah..." Elliot sighed. "But who can do it? It's not easy to shape the facial features, limbs, how many bones, and where the internal organs are. Even the details, I don't know... By the way, you ask this do what?"

Under the morning light, in front of the mage tower, Grete stood upright holding the reins of his horse, raising a confident smile.

"I think I may know...the details of the structure of the spiritual core, what it should look like."

"you?!"

Elliot's eyebrows jumped. He grabbed Gretel and hurried out, dragging him until he was next to the stable before letting go and standing still:

"What do you know? You can't even meditate!"

"I meditated last night," Grete insisted. He broke away from Elliot's pull and jumped sideways to avoid a pile of horse dung at his feet:

"Yesterday afternoon, you released a "Language Mastery" for me. I used this time to memorize "Basic Meditation" on the bookshelf and tried it after I got home.

——First, I constructed the spiritual core according to the human body framework in the book, and then corrected the details according to my own knowledge. After the correction, I feel that my mental strength has become much more solid. "

Elliot frowned. He stared at Grete, his body subconsciously leaned forward, and his fists clenched loudly. The way he looked at people was as if knives were flying out of his eyes. Cut Gretel open and take a good look at his spiritual core.

Gretel stood firm and let him watch. One minute, two minutes... Elliot was suddenly shocked, his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream. He took a step back, stared at Grete with new eyes, and breathed out in a long breath:

"Yes, yes, you are a healer...you already know what the human body looks like...you know..."

Elliot groaned and murmured, with all kinds of thoughts swirling in his mind. Order him, force him, trick him - anyway, this little guy Gretel has just started to learn magic, he doesn't understand anything, and he can't even get ten gold coins out of his pocket -

Give him some benefits, or help him perform a few copying spells as he requested, he will definitely be willing to tell... If you are afraid of being exposed, tell the teacher about the meditation method, everyone will get the benefits, and we will definitely be able to keep the secret together... …

No knowledge comes without a price. And meditation, something related to the foundation of a mage's power, is even more valuable than many spells.

In the mage tower, all spells from level one to level three are disclosed to the mages in the tower; however, except for the introductory book "Basic Meditation", there is not even a single word about the meditation method.

That was a price he couldn't afford.

He stared at Grete blankly, feeling war between heaven and man in his heart. It is of course easy to use some means to obtain the meditation method, but, but...

However, not to mention that the other party is a healer, he is a person who has stepped into the door of spellcasting like him, so he cannot take advantage of him in such a clever way. The morality and perseverance in Eliot's heart did not allow him to do such a thing himself.

Elliot hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, turned around and left. ——Observe the human body as a healer, and then modify the spiritual core according to the observed details. This idea alone, an idea that unilaterally claims to be effective, is worth all his money in exchange for it.

No matter how many things there were, even if Gretel was willing to tell him, he couldn't exchange them for anything of equal value.

The young mage walked very quickly, his black robe billowing, almost creating a big wave. Grete smiled slightly from behind, watching the black-robed mage who had been taking care of him flee and seem to leave. After he took three or five steps out, he shouted: "Hey!"

"No time!" the man in front said rudely without looking back, as if he was afraid of regretting it. Gretel smiled even more happily:

"Don't try it yourself, I'm telling you!"

With a plop, Elliot's feet smashed the garlic on the ground flatly.

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