Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

Kronos stood in the mage tower. He couldn't feel the magic breath here, but he still knew that the tower could not be a simple human creation.

He was standing in the hall on the first floor, and the armchairs and tables quickly became the size of his body when they saw him coming. And there was nothing on the ceiling—the stars outside could be directly observed, but it was still daytime when they came, obviously, it was some kind of magic that he didn't know.

mage.

Chewing these two words, he sat down on a chair. The mage went to teach his disobedient she-wolf. As far as a wolf is concerned, her body size is obviously too large, and her intelligence is also very high. Kronos unconsciously began to think about how to deal with such a wolf, and he quickly realized what he was doing and shook his head.

She is not the enemy.

Not long after, the gate of the tower was pushed open, and a young man with white hair walked in. He was also of good quality, and Kronos couldn't help but reprimanded himself: Why do you want to be drawn into the war group when you see someone?

However, another voice in his heart also defended himself: this is understandable, the quality of the people in this place is too good. No one can't help it, after all... the battle group is now withered.

The young man saw this tall warrior at a glance, and he first touched the short knife on his waist vigilantly. However, after hearing the noisy voice of the mage at the top of the tower, he quickly relaxed.

The young man bowed to Kronos, and he could understand what the young man was saying: "My name is Jie, guest, please forgive my rudeness."

Kronos nodded, took off his helmet, and said in his magnetic voice, "Cronus Tiberius. Who are you from him?"

Jie was not surprised by this somewhat abrupt question, he bowed slightly calmly, and said, "I'm studying with Mr. He."

"His disciple?"

"As much as I'd like to say it - it seems that Mr. Ho has no such willingness at the moment, but I'm satisfied."

Jie nodded politely at him again, then went upstairs.

On the top floor, he saw a mage whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He was sitting Feng Feng under him and rubbing her head fiercely. Jie was envious. He wanted to touch it too, but he didn't say it. On the contrary, he seemingly calmly nodded to He Shenyan: "You're back."

The mage smiled and nodded to him, then made an inviting gesture: "Would you like to come and try?"

"..."

It's just a little while to get started,

He'd been feeding Feng for several months, but she just wouldn't let Jie get her hands on her. This was a perfect opportunity. But looking at Feng's threatening eyes, he still didn't extend his hand.

Shaking his head: "No, sir. Shen left ten days ago, and he said he had found the true meaning of balance."

He Shenyan nodded lightly: "Yes, how about you?"

"Forgive my stupidity, sir. I still can't understand the true meaning of the way of balance—perhaps, I can't understand it in my life." Chie said bitterly.

"Everyone has their own way, don't be arrogant... Besides, do you really think the balanced way is the best?"

He Shenyan said meaningfully, hearing the words, Jie shook his head firmly.

"Look, that's the problem. You're resisting equilibrium, and with that attitude, how can you understand what equilibrium is?"

"However, I don't think I can deceive myself anymore, sir." Jie said sincerely, he rarely has the moment to open his heart like this: "In the past, I only want to repay the kindness of the master's nurturing, unconditional. I believe in the way of equilibrium. However, after breaking out of that blind faith, I realized that equilibrium is not the best solution.”

"At least I can't convince myself to continue working for a sect that has done so many evil things - I can't imagine, this is just what we found. And before this, before us, how many bitter words were sent out Such an order?"

Jie's body trembled, and his face was very gloomy.

He Shenyan tapped Feng on the head easily, and after getting two crisp muffled sounds and the latter's glaring eyes, he smiled and said, "Don't deny the good things that the Equilibrium Sect has done because of a little bit of evil, you Too extreme, quit."

"But!"

He waved his hand and stopped the ring that he wanted to argue, and the Master said calmly: "No matter what Kusuo turned into in the end, he was bewitched by something. The kindness he once did cannot be erased. Right and wrong have to be looked at separately, quit. You used to treat Kusuo as a god, but now, this false god has collapsed, and you have begun to completely deny everything about him."

"Then, when the next statue you find is the same, the gold paint falls off, revealing the stone statue inside, do you want to deny it completely?"

Without waiting for Xie's answer, he continued: "Sometimes one has to learn to let go of those false idols - if you can't do that, you're not going to make any progress in your life. Take a good look out there, Ionia. How are people living? Tell me your truth."

"...Most people, are doing well."

"What about the small part?"

"...I can't describe it, sir."

He Shenyan nodded: "What do you think about those evil spirits from the spiritual realm?"

Jie said without hesitation: "All evil spirits deserve to die."

The Master laughed and said, "Isn't it worth it? You drilled too deeply, quit. Do whatever comes to your mind. If you want to do good and save people, go to help those poor poor people. You want to help the dead innocents. Go get your revenge and kill those damned ghouls. And if you think equilibrium is no longer right for Ionia today..."

After a meaningful silence, he laughed even more happily: "...just do what you should do, don't hesitate, just follow your heart."

Obeying my heart...Jie recited these four words silently in a trance, and then heard He Shenyan's voice: "Of course, it is very difficult to do this, so... ."

He heard the sound of a book being thrown on the table.

Looking up, it was an ancient scroll. The Master pointed to the book and said, "Take it and study it. I will do a random check in a week."

Jie's reaction after getting the book is not shown, although he went downstairs with a face. But He Shenyan knew that he would probably be very excited. After all, this was the proof that he was officially admitted. However, Ji's aptitude is very good, and he doesn't actually need to instruct him, at most he can correct him when he makes mistakes.

As for now, he is torturing the wind.

It's not quite right to say that it was torture. After all, he just tied the wind to the cold stone platform and kept feeding her with things like dragon heart and dragon liver. Although Feng has repeatedly expressed that she can't eat it, He Shenyan still did not stop - Feng couldn't deceive him, and what she ate was turned into pure energy almost instantly.

The physique has been changed a lot, and it seems that it is time to take the next step.

The mage's pupils turned blue, and through the skin of the wind, he saw the bones and flesh that had begun to alienate. Including her internal organs - she had grown a third heart, and Feng knew nothing about it.

How do we do this?

He thought about it seriously, the materials he had left were only enough to support a large-scale transformation. After that, if he wanted to do this kind of transformation again, he would have to find a world with dragons to cut leeks—of course, yes Evil dragon.

Feng's physical fitness has been able to match some Yalong species, although due to the suppression of the mage, she is not clear about this for the time being.

Want to add wings?

Thinking of a flying wolf in his mind, He Shenyan shook his head, forget it. It's a bit unreasonable for the dragon wings to grow on the wolf, how to change it...

Lying on the stone platform motionless Feng looked at the mage's contemplative profile, and his heart suddenly felt cold for some reason.

three days later.

"Yes, that's it, grow your mouth a little more -- grow up!" The mage stretched out his hand to rub Feng's mouth, and she kept whining.

Out of desperation, she had to grow her mouth, He Shenyan nodded with satisfaction, pointed to her teeth, and said with satisfaction: "I said it won't hurt, I'm not one of those who lied to you and said it doesn't hurt and it hurts. A dying dentist."

"woo woo woo woo!"

"...Who taught you to curse?"

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

"I'll tell you not to eat tonight!" He Shenyan threatened.

She immediately quieted down, and the mage straddled her. Feng's body size was exaggerated. After three days and three nights of drowsiness, she woke up and found that her body size had become several times the original size, which made her feel terrified. Dragonborn tend to use their innate abilities when they are frightened - fire-breathing, lightning-causing and the like.

So the mage's tower suffered, although it did not really cause any destruction, but the big movement was inevitable. The wind can now not only breathe fire, but also wave her claws to cause lightning, and she can even fly against the wind for a short time. Considering that she is only a young Wurm, she should be able to fly in the not too distant future.

He Shenyan smiled and was in a very good mood. In fact, the transformation of the wind is just a means for him to relax his mind. But seeing myself completely designing a new creature from scratch gave me a very strong sense of accomplishment.

The wind quieted down and let the mage sit on top of her. One man and one wolf (?) sat on the top of the tower, looking at the night sky of Ionia, and did not move for a long time.

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Kronos rarely went out these three days. He tried to walk on the first day in Ionia, but soon caused panic in the streets. Fortunately, Jie took him back to the Mage Tower quickly, so that the guards of the Presbyterian Church would not conflict with him.

Out of desperation, he had to read books about Ionian customs in the tower.

Among them, he read the most books related to the spiritual field. Obviously, this Astarte thought of something else, and Jie Ze kept himself locked in the door and studied hard. He Shenyan could feel his mental fluctuations in waves, and he hardly stopped.

It's arguably pretty calm these days, but as we all know, calm doesn't always last long.

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Racha wiped the sweat from his face. It was not easy to walk with a load of goods under the scorching sun, but he was also happy for his livelihood. What's more, being a porter is much easier than working in the fields before.

He's been in the business for almost five months, and anyone can find a place in Presidian. And the remuneration is also quite generous. The money he got as a porter for five months is comparable to working in the fields for a year before. Racha himself was surprised that the compensation here was so generous, and he was even vaguely uneasy - too much money!

His peers laughed at him, saying that only a country boy like you would have such troubles. Racha laughed it off. He was indeed from the country, and he was the only one who had such troubles. How could he deny the truth?

Sometimes, he still thinks of the monk. He never told anyone about it, but he often thought about it. There are also Fisherman, Jie and Shen.

Wonder if the fisherman is doing well now?

Thinking of this, he smiled.

Before long, he entered the city. Porters usually leave the goods at the post, and then the caravans will come here to carry the goods away. They are paid monthly. After doing all this, he came to his residence, took the fishing rod and went out the door.

Yes, most of his spare time has been spent in the river outside the city for the past few months—he is now a little-known fisherman too. Racha was a little surprised by this. He never thought that he was still talented in fishing, and all the big fish he caught.

Out of the city, the scenery on the road was very good. The scenery of Ionia was always so beautiful and pleasant. He heard the birds chirping in the branches, and the squirrels and other small animals. A smile appeared on Racha's face unconsciously. He walked along the road and soon reached the river.

But this time, his fishing plan didn't go well.

He saw two black-clad Noxians conversing by the river—it was easy enough to tell them apart, not just in appearance from the Ionians. Noxians preferred to go out with weapons, but these two men gave Racha a thorn-like threat.

He hid behind a tree, listening carefully to their conversation.

"What is the order from the empire?"

"Continue to lurk, it is not yet time to start a war."

"We've been lurking for three years, and the War Masons have never lurked for so long - if we fail, the War Mason's name will forever be remembered on the Empire's pillar of shame."

"That's not something you should worry about. Speaking of which, how are you monitoring that mage tower?"

A person let out a cold snort: "It's impossible to get close at all - as long as you get close, the spell will start to confuse me. Damn mage... This kind of Far East land also has their shadow!"

"What about other than that?"

"The mage seems to have left and is not in the tower."

"Very well, keep monitoring. Presidian is the heart of Ionia, and if the Empire is going to take it at the least cost, we must destroy it in one go."

The man hesitated: "I like this place quite a bit... I hope the Empire won't bring those damn poisonous gases here."

"Poisonous gas... a nasty thing, frontal warfare is what the real Noxians do! I really don't know what the Empire thinks, but let the gang of sewer rats from Zaun join us!"

Racha listened and broke out in a cold sweat. Invasion? Is Noxus going to invade Ionia? ! Damn, he knew that these Noxians didn't have good intentions... His brain was almost a mush, and he couldn't think properly, but Racha still knew that he was the worst at the moment by instinct. what should be done.

He quietly walked away from the two war masons who didn't even know that their conversation was overheard, and then came to the main road and ran wildly towards the city.

After entering the city, Racha gasped heavily and forced himself to calm down. He walked in the direction of the Council of Elders, which in most parts of Ionia only consisted of elders to judge trivial matters such as disputes, but the Council of Elders had another responsibility. They can report urgent matters directly to the province.

Yes, Presbyterian.

After identifying the target, he continued to run wildly in that direction.