Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

【Who is a serious person learning magic in Marvel?】 【】

If Guilliman was given another chance, he felt that he would devote all his precious free time every week to learning magic.

That way he wouldn't have to suffer the predicament he's in now.

"Calm down, what did I tell you? Huh? Could it be that the noble regent of the empire can't do such a small thing?"

The mage sternly reprimanded Guilliman without hiding his voice, but the ever-victorious soldiers outside just ignored it, and even stood a little further away calmly.

Guilliman wanted to refute him. Meditation and meditation were not the same thing at all, and it was not a small thing. But he still knew that it was impossible for him to beat the mage in a pure verbal confrontation, so he still didn't speak after all.

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He just started to keep trying.

Meditation was as difficult as ever.

A person like him with a lively mind is not very suitable for meditation. In the magic system that He Shenyan has gradually sorted out, a person like him should have another way to absorb magic power, but why? Shenyan didn't want Guilliman to do that.

There are many reasons, the most straightforward point... the quality of magic power obtained from meditation is always the highest. He Shenyan also has certain requirements for his apprentices.

Furthermore, he believed that Guilliman would definitely be able to meditate freely one day. Although a politician must always keep in mind the treacherous and complicated political situation, but he is also a Primarch, so it is impossible not to have this bit of talent.

After an unknown amount of time, Guilliman finally fully entered the state of meditation.

He heard the mage's voice coming from a place that seemed to be near his ears and seemed to be in the sky.

"Very well, hold on, Robert, what do you see?"

Total darkness. In his own consciousness, Robert Guilliman replied.

"Black is right... Next, you will see light."

As he said, the light appeared—a soft, sincere, and warming light emerged in an instant. However, hidden behind this light was a severe pain that almost made Guilliman cry out.

what is this? he asked hard.

"It's a spell."

He Shenyan's voice was very calm, but it was farther and farther away, as if it came from the other side of the world, and Guilliman almost felt that he was dead. However, He Shenyan's voice continued.

"Apprentices like you do feel pain when using it for the first time. This is normal. High-level avatar spells are different from common phantoms..."

He rambled on, distracting Guilliman's attention and making him feel less uncomfortable. After a long period of darkness passed, he finally opened his eyes instinctively.

In front of you is a mirror.

Is it a mirror?

He didn't remember the existence of a mirror in his study—but since it wasn't a mirror, how should this person who was exactly like him, even with the same surprised expression, explain it?

"Because he is you. To be precise, he is your avatar. It's been a long time since I used this thing with my hands, and it turned out to be a success. How do you feel?"

The two Guillimans replied in unison: "It's strange."

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They were taken aback at the same time.

"you..."

"you..."

"I..."

"I..."

The mage on the side couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "If the two of you communicate with each other, there is no need to speak aloud, just communicate directly in your mind... Then,

Ever heard of rock paper scissors? "

The two Guillimans looked at each other, and the one standing behind the desk replied, "I know this ancient game, but why are you asking this?"

"It's just a small test to see the synchronization rate between you." He Shenyan smiled. "Come on, try it."

Ten rock-scissors, each of which was a draw, and even the speed of punching was exactly the same. The expressions on the faces of the Guillimans were becoming more and more surprised and weird. He never thought that magic could do such a thing, even sharing the senses?

"Then, that's enough. The synchronization rate is good. The two of you can decide for yourself who will go to that very important meeting and who should stay here and continue to revise government affairs."

The mage didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he looked at the Guillimans with a smile. Although he didn't say it clearly, he actually wanted to watch the show.

And the two Robert Guillimans... don't want to be the one who criticizes government affairs anymore.

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Let's zoom out, from the Glory of Macragge to the space station of Terra, where many things are happening.

Including a Dauntless who is asking his descendants about history.

"In other words, the Primarch has returned?"

"Yes, Elder Yoonid, he has returned."

The person who asked the question had a calm and prestige face, and his taupe eyes made his gaze look extremely intimidating. The person who answered his question didn't budge, his expression was so calm that it was almost indifferent. Unfortunately, the slightly twitching corners of his mouth still betrayed his excitement.

"This is really the best news I've heard."

Yoonid Hill sighed sincerely, and at the same time raised his hand and patted Titus on the shoulder: "In addition, I am very sorry for the unfair treatment you suffered. If I was awake at that time, say Maybe things will turn around.”

"This has nothing to do with you, elder. It was normal for the court to have doubts about me." Titus replied with a normal expression.

Hearing this, Yoonid snorted coldly—he hadn’t made such a sound for a long time. After m37 entered Fearless, he lost the opportunity to speak through his own voice, and could only use an instrument to speak instead of himself .

"Don't excuse them, who doesn't know that the court is full of scum?"

Yoonid's words were unceremonious, and his eyes were about to burst into flames: "How many brothers and innocent mortals died under their hands? How many injustices, falsehoods and mistakes were condoned by them? Those who should have been punished Corrupt officials who paid enough taxes and got away with it... Ha!"

Titus could only be silent.

A fearless elder is indeed qualified to speak out against the Inquisition. In fact, he will be fine if he finds a surviving Inquisitor to slap him in the face. But he can't, even if the Inquisition has been banned, Titus knows the trouble of being cautious.

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He didn't want to tarnish the Chapter for his own reasons anymore.

The silence lasted for a while, Yoonid sighed, raised his hand, stared at the new and strong arm, pursed his lips and shook his head.

"I still can't believe it's true...is it true, Titus?"

Facing his question, Titus showed a rare tinge of humor.

He replied: "Perhaps, at the afternoon meeting, you can ask the primarch this question yourself, and he should be happy to answer it for you."