The "Loenbergen" Hotel, a large room temporarily converted into a magic laboratory.
"Mr.
Evans, this is the two third-level divine skills you want, Thorn Bush and Harvest Source."
Alestine's tone was cold, and he handed Lucien two pieces of paper as yellow as bark but elegant.
This "elven paper" is made from the bark naturally dropped by the elven tree, which is a specialty of the elven family, and is praised by many magicians in the Magic Council as one of the best materials for making high-level magic scrolls, which can be comparable to dragon skin, but unfortunately the quantity is limited, and it is often priceless.
These two druids of the "natural haters" are worthy of being members of the elven royal court, and they are so generous as soon as they make a move, which makes the "hillbilly" Lucien quite greedy.
Taking over the two pieces of paper imprinted with divine magic, Lucien saw that the "three-dimensional" imprint on it was very messy, and many parts gave people a feeling of lack and fragmentation, and there was no balance and mystery that a supernatural power model should have, so he frowned slightly and said: "Prince Exilyon, Princess Elastine, I think these two imprints of divine art are not complete, since you have come to cooperate, it is best to show sincerity." ” "Our sincerity is to try to sabotage the cooperation as much as possible" Ellerstine cursed in her heart, and then replied with an elegant, perfect but cold smile: "Mr.
Evans, we are druids, not magicians, and the extraordinary power we use is a gift from nature, and only with a heart that loves and protects nature can we feel the will of nature, remember and construct a model of magic."
We have never learned, and will not ever learn, the knowledge of analyzing and drawing divine marks, and we have done our best to be able to draw like this. ” For his sister's explanation, Exirion was very satisfied, and added in a haughty tone: "If you want to see the complete magic imprint, we can directly map the magic by making magic items, but then it will be protected by the will of nature, and it can only be destroyed, and the content inside cannot be analyzed."
Mr.
Evans, do you have what it takes to keep the Divine Mark intact intact while piercing through the natural barrier?"
He was telling the truth, there were many artifacts seized by the Magic Council, but he still stalled in cracking the mysteries of magic.
One of the reasons for this is that most high-level mages have no way to stabilize the internal structure of the Divine Mark when bypassing the Divine Barrier.
The Grand Arcanists with this ability, after removing the magic barrier, found that according to the construction principle of the magic mark, they need to rely on the inexplicable "power" in the underworld, and this power is unknowable and unpredictable for the time being, so if the druids use magic at the critical moment of analyzing the principle, they may be rewarded.
Lucien had a ninth-level magic item "Said Crown" on his body, but he had been unable to analyze the magic mark in it except for leaving a spiritual power imprint to stimulate the magic according to Maskilin's message, so after seeing the uncooperative attitude of the two druids, he said in the tone of a research madman: "Okay, then Mr.
Theodor and Mr.
Julian and I will analyze this part of the imprint first." ” "Since Mr.
Evans is ready to start, it doesn't seem to be useful for us to stay, we want to go out and take a walk first, observe the land and other research groups, and lay a good foundation for our future experiments."
Although he is a little arrogant and impulsive, he can't control his mouth, but Exirion, who was born in the royal court, still has a good talent for finding high-sounding excuses.
Lucien pushed the gold-rimmed glasses: "No, when analyzing, we need to use magic for us to observe and sense, otherwise we will not be able to continue."
Didn't the two of you cooperate sincerely?"
Before the Elven Court and the Druid Elders of the "Natural Hate" gave further orders, neither Exilion nor Ellerstin dared to openly say that they were either uncooperative or here to make trouble, which was simply an excuse for the Magic Council to send them under house arrest and others, and the Elven Court would not question such obvious wrongdoings later.
Then the two elves replied gloomily, "Of course we are sincere in cooperating, but Mr.
Evans, we have nothing to do when you analyze the magic, so we just sit and wait."
"You can sleep, you can pray for the will of nature, you can talk in a whisper, you can read the books I have brought, and in any case stay here, so that I can be the first to cooperate when I need it."
Lucien tried to imitate the image of the arcanist who was obsessed with experimenting with impersonal feelings, "If you still feel like you have nothing to do, I have a few beginner math problems here, do you want to do them?"
This is an Olympiad math exercise for Annick and Sprint to "exercise their minds".
Looking at the thick stack of white paper in Lucian's hand, looking at the numbers on it that seemed to contain infinite mysteries and curses, Exirion and Elastine, who relied on the fusion of natural will to obtain the imprint of divine magic, suddenly had a feeling of swelling in their heads and dizzy throbbing, they were the worst at math and hated the most "This Mr.
Elemental Order, when he is not studying arcane and discussing meat, is really an out-and-out elegant gentleman, humorous, knowledgeable, handsome, polite, and at the same time has a good artistic appreciation and quiet and calm temperament, more attractive than many male elves, but as long as there is meat, arcane appearance, he will completely reveal his devilish evil and ruthless side, which is hated and disgusting" Ellerstine, who had a good sense of Lucien, secretly regretted a "gentleman" 's appearance is inconsistent, hating him so much that his teeth itch.
After Exirion and Ellerstin sat down on a chair in the corner of the laboratory surrounded by elven guards, Theodor took a look at the complex magic imprint, and then used the "teleportation technique" to tell Lucian: "I have a headache when I see these models, and the rest of the analysis is up to you."
This is a short-distance transmission magic, originally used as a second ring in the ancient magic empire, but after being simplified and improved by many arcanists, it became an apprentice-level magic, wrapped in special energy for sound wave transmission, adapted to within ten meters.
At the same time, the sound of Julian's headache also sounded in Lucian's ears through the "teleportation technique", and he was also afraid of the mathematical foundation required for reverse analysis of divine arts.
After handing over the "burden" to Lucien, the two battle-mad mages pretended to look at the magic sigil and wrote with the quill in their hands, but in fact they were in high spirits drawing the winter scenery.
"In this way, isn't it just me who is analyzing magic" Lucien was deeply "desperate" for this arcane research group, and then took out a stack of blank papers and began to solve the basic mathematical problems assigned by Lavendi.
Since he had not studied advanced mathematics in depth in his previous life, Lucian's foundation in this area still had many flaws, which could be quickly made up for with the help of Lavendi's guidance, after all, the Magic Council that began to study complex functions was equivalent to the level of the early to mid-nineteenth century on Earth, which was beyond the scope of most people's common sense learning.
Except for the books in the Soul Library that have not yet been unsealed, Lucien is currently ahead of the Magic Council in terms of mathematical knowledge, such as line algebraic matrices, axiomatic systems, and mathematical conjectures to which he does not know the answer.
In this world, because mathematics fully embodies the spirit of serving the practice of exploration and the application of magic, there are not many studies in number theory, conjectures, etc., Lucien once thought that after he became the high-level of the Magic Council, he would put forward those famous mathematical conjectures one by one and publish them, so that the arcanists of the other world could enjoy a "mathematical feast".
In the corner, Ellerstin and Exirion looked at Lucian's serious and handsome face, the quills that kept moving, and their hearts were as happy as they wanted: "No matter how serious you are, no matter how genius you are, when the magic mark is incomplete, I will see how you can quickly reverse the analysis."
The joy of having the upper hand in the ploy fermented in the hearts of the two elves, making them feel that time was not difficult.
As the minutes passed, Lucien suddenly spoke, "Prince Exirion, please cast a thorn thorn magic spell. ” Exirion's face became serious, and he unleashed the three-ring magic as quickly as he could, and clumps of dark green bushes like iron thorns appeared in the room, quickly completely enveloping the laboratory floor, making it difficult for people to step on, and its flickering glow seemed to pierce the knight's defenses.
"Good, I'm a little inspired."
Lucien nodded expressionlessly, then turned around and continued to do mathematical exercises, and after a while, Lucian's request sounded again without any emotion: "Princess Elestine, please use the magic of the source of the harvest."
"Okay."
Divine Wave is generated.
"Prince Exirion, please use the source of the harvest."
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"Princess Ellesteen, please release the thorny bush one more time."
Again and again the demands echoed in the laboratory, and the magic fluctuations were generated again and again.
"It's lunchtime, Mr.
Evans, how are you doing, have you figured out the principles of the magic," Exirion asked, getting up a little tired.
Although they delayed from time to time under the pretext that they needed to recover in order to thwart the analysis, by lunchtime, they had each unleashed their magic dozens of times.
Lucien put away the white paper on the table and told them with a serious face, "I'm sorry, but due to incomplete magic marks, my analysis has not made any progress. ” Exirion and Ellestin couldn't help but cheer in their hearts, and at the same time squeezed out an expression of understanding: "It's okay, Mr.
Evans, the beginning of anything is difficult, don't rush. ” "Yes.
Let's have lunch first.
Lucien said with difficulty keeping a dead face.
Having solved a problem, it was time to enjoy the meal with a pleasant mood, and at the mention of lunch, Teodor, who was almost asleep, scurried out like the Urian rabbit.
"By the way, Mr.
Evans, those two elven papers are back to us, I think you have memorized the magic mark."
Ellerstin didn't want to cheapen the abominable magician Lucien's flesh ached.
Three days later, Ellerstin and Exirion, who were "trapped" in the magic laboratory and couldn't leave, happened to hear that other research groups had begun experiments with land, so they found Lucien with some suspicion.
He hasn't made progress yet, is he perfunctory to his brother and sister?
To be continued: