The Wizard World

In the setting sun, Angelet and Natalie stood side by side outside the town, watching the gray carriage go further and further.

"I'm leaving too." Natalie said softly suddenly.

"Being here for so long, I've made so little progress."

Angelet didn't speak, but just listened quietly, which was Dennis' usual style.

He knew that if he could not become a third-class apprentice before the old age, he would never be able to become an official wizard, and from what Dennis said, Sidman and Natalie hadn't made any progress in the past few years here, which is conceivable. Knowing how much it has hit them, this heavy blow not only comes from themselves, but also the pressure from the family that supports their studies, these are difficult for them to bear.

When the two returned to the villa, neither of them was in the mood to talk. After washing up, they went back to their rooms.

At night, Angelet had to pretend to clean the room on the second floor. When he went up with the mop, there was a faint sound of pages being turned in the study.

"Is it Dennis? Come in." Makolov's tired voice came from the study.

Angelet pushed open the door of the study.

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

The room was messy, and Makorov's desk was covered with various books and materials. He was flipping through a book to find out what it was, and from time to time he picked up a pen to write on a stack of parchment.

"I can't find some materials. Could you please help me bring some of the books stored in the basement up? I want those with red shells."

"OK."

After Angelet agreed, he glanced at the pile of books on his desk. He noticed that Makorov's eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.

Is this old man dying? He could feel that the old man's aura was no longer strong.

On the parchment on the table, faintly written: "Simplified Compression Energy Calculation".

Angelet turned around and went down the stairs.

In the dry and dark basement, there is actually a big basket full of red-shelled parchment books. After all the books weighing hundreds of kilograms were carried up.

Makolov asked Angelet to go back and rest by himself. There was still light in the study.

time flies.

In a flash, Angelet had been with Makolov for nearly three months. He is almost recovering from his injuries and is still waiting for the heat of the arrest warrant to pass.

"Dennis." Makolov called Angelet to the study on the second floor, while he sat on a chair and looked out the window.

"Teacher." Angelet quickly bowed his head in response.

"Dennis, are you still leaving? My brother should have sent a reminder letter?" Makolov seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, his hair was messy and his eyes were lifeless.

Angelet didn't answer. He did receive a letter from Dennis's family urging him to leave. In the family, he found another way to enter the organization, a magical item.

"I don't want to leave, I believe the teacher's knowledge is the best!" After a long time, Angelet whispered something. This is indeed what he said in his heart. Although Makorov's energy compression method is too difficult, it is indeed an excellent method to find another way, but it is too difficult, and he also wants to delay it until he is fully cultivated.

As for Dennis's family, it has no influence on him. He is only planning to leave here until he fully recovers from his injuries. After all, he is not the real Dennis.

And after observing for a long time, Angelet already had some understanding of Makolov's character.

He seems to have had a lot of helpless past events in the past. He had a wish that was not fulfilled, but he was held back by other things and could not do his own things freely. This kind of hesitation and helplessness can often be seen when he likes to sit by the window and look into the distance.

"Okay, you go down first." Makorov said in a low voice, but a trace of comfort flashed in his eyes.

Angelet bowed his head and took two steps back. He opened the door and saw Natalie outside. This delicate girl also looked at him in slight surprise at this time. It seemed that he didn't understand that he would be called to the second floor by the instructor.

Natalie walked into the room and closed the door behind her back.

Angelet shook his head slightly. He can leave after a while after his injuries are fully healed. Everything here will have nothing to do with him. Although that energy compression method is good, it also has the energy compression principle of the academy for him, so he is not very tempted. The main reason is that there are still unknown marks on his body. He doesn't want to delay his trip because of a little greed, and be chased up by the people behind him.

Angelet was about to leave the corridor when suddenly voices came from the room behind him.

"Natalie, you are here. I have prepared a detailed document for you this time, which is about "Simplified Compression Energy Calculation". You did a good job last time. With this document, you can definitely Quickly enter the next stage, in the information, I added mm"

"Teacher, I'm leaving too." Natalie interrupted him.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

It took a long time before Natalie spoke again.

"My carriage has already arrived outside the town. Thank you for taking care of me for so long. Natalie turned around and opened the door, and rushed out. She glanced at Angelet outside the door, and trotted downstairs without saying a word. Footsteps The sound is getting farther and farther away.

Angelet looked back at the room, said nothing, and went downstairs lightly.

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Natalie is gone too.

The entire villa, with only Angelet and Makolov left, looked extremely empty and deserted.

night time.

Makolov called Angelet to the study again.

His condition is getting worse. The skin has completely lost its luster. His eyes were blank, and he sat on a chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ange went into the study, and neither of them spoke.

There was silence for nearly half an hour.

Makorov opened his mouth slowly.

"I know, you have been secretly looking at my collection of books in the basement these days. It's rare that you are so eager to learn. Here are some materials I have sorted out. You can take a look." He picked up a thick book from the table Overlapping the materials, the densely packed ones are full of incompletely dried handwriting. This is all he wrote word for word.

When he handed over the information, there was a hint of expectation and pleading in his eyes. A powerful wizard actually begged an apprentice in order to pass on his knowledge. This kind of helpless sadness is indeed a bit uncomfortable.

Angelet opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say. As a wizard in the gasification stage, he has also noticed during this period that Makorov's physical function has been declining, almost to the point of an ordinary person.

This is a sign that the wizard's life span recorded in the books has reached the end. No injuries, no backlash, just the end of life. The limit of life. It is estimated that this is the reason why he is more urgent.

Seeing Makolov's expectant eyes, Angelet suddenly felt a little emotional.

He reached out and took the thick document.

"Thank you teacher, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations." He nodded heavily.

Makorov is just a helpless wizard who wants to pass on the knowledge he has inherited.

"The energy compression formula, a total of seventy-two, was passed down from my teacher's teacher. I can't let him be lost in my hands." Makorov finally showed a smile on his face, "Since you want to learn so much, I I will give you a detailed explanation note. This is what I wrote down letter by letter with my teacher back then."

He stood up with some difficulty, took down a metal cylinder from the bookshelf beside him, and pulled out a round scroll from it.

After handing the round scroll to Angelet, Makolov sat down again.

"Okay, from today onwards, come to me every day to get a document. Dennis, you have to remember that although your aptitude is not good, hard work can make up for most of the gap. Don't give up."

"Okay." Angelet nodded quickly.

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Makorov's scroll is really too difficult, perhaps it is impossible for any apprentice, even a wizard, to fully understand it.

And Angelet had a chip and a strong learning ability, which allowed him to quickly understand the contents. It's all about advanced tips on how to simplify the energy compression step.

Because of the influence of the chip, Angelet unexpectedly discovered that this energy compression method, after he mastered it, used it to optimize and compress his metal force field, which could actually cause extremely weird changes. Due to insufficient data on the chip, it is completely impossible to calculate and analyze this change.

And after mastering a part of this compression method, if all his witchcraft power is compressed in this way and then released, the power can be greatly increased.

It was a pleasant surprise.

Makolov seems to completely ignore that Angelet didn't understand it, but just stuffs him with a lot of information every day, all of which are handwritten by him. He seems to just want Angelet to pass on this system completely. go down.

And Angelet is also happy to use a lot of chips to scan, take pictures and memorize, and constantly enter data. His current brain also has a very strong logical thinking ability, and he is learning this kind of compression that is helpful to him almost every day. system.

Even when his injuries healed, he didn't intend to leave immediately.

One of the two only cares about giving, and the other only cares about learning, and they cooperate tacitly for a while.

At first, Angelet didn't notice anything abnormal, but later, he realized that this unique energy compression method can actually compress the spirit.

He recorded a large number of books and notes collected by Makorov in the villa, and finally found a way to compress his mental power.

Because he had long ago discovered that the feeling of being tracked that had been haunting him was attached to his spiritual power. And compressing the spirit can destroy the model structure of this type of tracking spell.