"Does your shoulder hurt? I once had a beast fighting exercise with Worley. It''s a game of totem school. We will integrate magic into mimicry figures and turn them into our common spells for simulated combat. It''s usually called by animal spirits. His two wolves are quite difficult to deal with in my opinion, but since each one has only one eye, it''s not difficult to find a chance to defeat. But that The bite force of the two beasts is really impressive. Your robe is very good. It''s hard to imagine that the cloth, even the enchanted cloth, can resist such a strong puncture. But you''re obviously not so strong. "


    The bearded man walked ahead and said in a soft, hoarse voice.


    Cheese can certainly shout pain, and he should also shout pain, because the more serious the injury, the representative of the school will give more severe punishment to the mage who wounded him.


    But cheese didn''t do that, or his attention was not here. Although he looked ahead, his eyes glanced at the little figure following him. He could feel that there might be a problem between himself and his apprentice, but he still didn''t know where the problem came from and how to solve it.


    The only good thing is that the little conflict just now has greatly alleviated youni''s hostility to his teacher. Now the boy is very confused, just like cheese.


    "Oh, maybe you think I''m talkative, but in this school, everyone is like this. We quarrel, we ridicule, we speak frankly, and we don''t calculate, because the little abacus at the bottom of our heart will be known by the totem. So please forgive me for crossing the boundary, but I have to remind you, Mr. grey robe, there''s a problem with your spell casting. The spell you just want to release can be killed All the masters of the city of ten thousand dharmas who died in the presence are very amazing. Even if I stand in that position, I''m afraid I can''t absolutely guarantee my safety. But your casting is like, like squeezing a cloth bag full of holes filled with flour. "


    "This is a simple metaphor. I think you must understand that flour is magic, you are a cloth bag, and your way of casting spells may be accused of recklessness in other schools, but we appreciate this style. However, the problem lies in yourself. Your magic courage, that is, a virtual organ that we use to describe the human body that can resonate with magic, always exists or may not exist It''s badly damaged. It''s deadly. Now you''re like a broken ball. The inside is still intact, but the lack of protection on the surface will affect it sooner or later. In other words, if you continue to cast this way, no one can tell what will happen to you. "


    Cheese turned his eyes slightly, looked at each other''s back, and continued in an indifferent tone,


    "There are no more than two consequences of continuing to use magic. First, I lose control of it in the process of magic circulation. When I am destroyed by magic in a casting, my body structure may explode, all the water may be taken away and become dry, may spontaneous combustion, may disappear on the spot and become a pile of debris. Believe me, I can say no for three days about the appearance of magic after it is out of control Repeat. Second, my magic courage, which is a good metaphor, will completely lose its function. I will become a person who can''t perceive magic, an incompetent person. "


    "Did you follow my train of thought to make further inference, or..." the mage who walked in front stopped, turned his head and said in a surprised tone.


    "I knew it last night. It''s not difficult to feel the problem. If you can see it, of course I noticed it earlier. But it''s not easy to convince myself to accept it and continue to think down."


    Cheese was still in an absent-minded tone, half of his attention was on the apprentice, as if what happened to him was just a minor disease that would soon disappear. This kind of ease can''t be pretended, so it will make people feel impact.


    "You are a powerful caster. I have seen what mages who have lost their ability to cast spells look like. Some of them are crazy, some choose to end themselves, and some are addicted to sound, color and alcohol. For us, magic is a part of our life, and losing it is no different from death. I also imagined that every mage imagined the day when I lost my ability to cast spells , that''s our deepest nightmare. I can''t be like you. "


    "It doesn''t matter. I also felt pain and anxiety last night, but now, I don''t think these are important. Besides, what is my calmness at this time? I know a person who can see his death. Do you know what this means? It means that everything he does, everything he loves and everything he pursues is in a fixed period. He is forced to do it once Once again, I confirm that all my experiences will turn into nothingness. Compared with him, I am really lucky. Besides, the way of magic is never completed in one person. I get knowledge from my teacher, and it will spread from me. The fire will not go out. "


    The representative of the totem school was silent for a few seconds, and then said in a formal manner,


    "I''d like to introduce myself again. My name is zayek. I''m temporarily the representative of the totem school in the six member Parliament. Although your current official status is a distinguished teacher of the psychic school, I think that Fu literature and magic construction technology are your better choice in the future, less magic application and greater return. I can provide you with a formal position, including your apprentice."


    "Let''s wait until I can come back alive after I finish this task. Now, it''s better to talk more about the mirror world than my future position and salary. How much do you know about it and the people hiding in it?"


    Yuni is listening. He is trying to understand what Cheese and the mage named zayek are talking about. But he couldn''t understand their words, those sentence patterns, metaphors, metaphors and proper nouns.


    What he knows is that maybe cheese is not ready to abandon him as he thinks. After all, no one will save a person to be abandoned, right? Or maybe he was just pitying him, just as he found him that day on the dark, damp, moldy and smelly board in the lower part of Pentium.


    What are they talking about? Why does he look at himself from time to time? Is he going to give me to this man?


    Too many questions, too many doubts.


    The child doesn''t know what the world looks like in the eyes of adults. He hasn''t experienced those things. All he can do now is to follow behind the cheese and let him take himself to the unknown place.


    But youni didn''t think it was a bad thing. He still remembered how cheese taught him the first spell and the only spell he mastered. He remembered flying in the night sky that night.


    He also remembers the fear that deformation could not be completely relieved yesterday.


    Is it complicated? Of course it''s complicated. How to face it?


    He doesn''t know. Maybe in a few days, he will know.


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