Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

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

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

"Sink down, what did I tell you? Huh? Isn't it possible for the noble Regent of the Empire to do such a small thing?"

The mage scolded Guilliman sternly without hiding his voice, but the victorious troops outside just turned a deaf ear and even stood a little further away calmly.

Guilliman wanted to refute him. Meditation and calming down were not the same thing at all, and it was not a trivial matter. But he still knew that he could not defeat the mage in a simple verbal confrontation, so he did not speak after all.

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He just honestly started to keep trying.

Meditation is as difficult as ever.

People with an active mind like him are not very suitable for meditation. In the magic system that He Shenyan has gradually sorted out, people like him should have other ways to absorb magic power, but He Shenyan

Shen Yan didn't want Guilliman to do this.

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

Furthermore, he believed that Guilliman would one day be able to meditate freely. Although politicians must always be concerned about the treacherous and complex political situation, he was also a primarch, and it was impossible that he did not even have this talent.

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

He heard the mage's voice coming from a place that seemed like his ears and the horizon.

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

It was pitch black. In his own mind, Robert Guilliman replied.

"It's just dark... Next, you will see the light."

Just as he said, light appeared - a soft, sincere, and warm light emerged in an instant. However, what was hidden behind this light was something that almost made Guilliman cry out in pain.

of severe pain.

What is this? he asked with difficulty.

"It's a spell."

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

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

He rambled, distracting Guilliman's attention and making him feel less uncomfortable. After a long period of darkness, 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 he explain this person who looked exactly like him and even looked equally surprised?

"Because he is you. To be precise, he is your clone. It has been a long time since I took someone to use this thing, and it turned out to be successful. How do you feel?"

The two Guillimans replied in unison: "Very strange."

They were stunned at the same time.

"you..."

"you..."

"I..."

"I..."

The mage on the side couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "If you two communicate with each other, there is no need to speak out loud, just communicate directly mentally... So, have you 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 do you ask?"

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

Ten games of stone-paper-scissors, each game was a draw, and even the speed of the punches was exactly the same. The expressions on Guilliman's faces were becoming more and more surprised and weird. He had never thought that magic could still return.

Can you do such a thing and even share your senses?

"Then, that's it. The synchronization rate is good. You two can decide for yourself who should attend that very important meeting and who should stay here to continue correcting government affairs."

The mage said this without taking it too seriously and looked at Guilliman with a smile. Although he didn't say it explicitly, he actually just wanted to watch the show.

And both Robert Guilliman... don't want to be the ones who correct government affairs anymore.

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Let's zoom out from the Macragge's Glory to the Terra Space Station, where many things are happening.

Including a fearless person who is asking his descendants about history.

"In other words, the original body has returned?"

"Yes, Elder Yonide, he has returned."

The person who asked the question had a calm face, and his gray-brown eyes made his gaze look extremely intimidating. The person who answered his question did not give in, and his expression was so calm that he was almost indifferent. Unfortunately, he

The slightly twitching corners of his mouth still betrayed his excitement.

"This is really the greatest good news I have ever heard."

Yonid 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 had been awake at that time, I would have said

Maybe things will turn around.”

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

Hearing this, Yonide snorted coldly - he hadn't been able to make such a sound for a long time. After m37 entered Fearless, he lost the opportunity to speak through his own throat and could only use instruments to speak for himself.

.

"Don't excuse them. Who doesn't know that the Inquisition is full of scum?"

Yonide's words were rude, and his eyes were almost ready to burst into flames: "How many brothers and innocent mortals died at their hands? How many injustices, falsehoods, and mistakes were allowed to happen by them? Those who should have been punished

The corrupt officials are fine because they paid enough taxes... Ha!"

Titus could only respond in silence.

A fearless elder is indeed qualified to talk nonsense about the Inquisition. In fact, he can find a surviving Inquisitor and slap him in the face without any problem. But he can't, even if the Inquisition has been banned,

Titus also understands the troubles of being cautious.

He didn't want to discredit the war group anymore because of his own reasons.

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

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

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

He replied: "Perhaps, during the afternoon meeting, you can ask the Primarch this question in person, and he will be happy to answer it for you."