quicksilver blood

Chapter 196 Natalia

"Natalia..."

An Ruosi's mood is very complicated now, and the pace of his feet has slowed down a bit.

She was the first female wizard An Ruosi met after entering the White Tower.She is a class higher than An Ruosi, so she can be regarded as his senior sister.

Natalia is different from ordinary female wizards.She did not choose to become a mind-confusing witch, but instead became an enchantment wizard with boring, boring, repetitive and heavy work.

The enchantment wizard who is responsible for the maintenance and reinforcement of items and enchantments is okay.But more enchantment wizards work in mining areas, underground, or in dangerous laboratories.

They are responsible for preventing rock formations from collapsing and protecting against explosions. They work more than fourteen hours a day, and the work of the enchantment wizards at the bottom basically has no creativity at all.

This is a discipline that very few female wizards choose to specialize in.

However, Natalia chose this department.

Perhaps because of her background in the Suze Military Department, Natalia didn't like the way the Confused Witch handled things by provoking conflicts and taking advantage of people's hearts.She told An Ruosi that she preferred people who were pure, kind and without any scheming.

Therefore, she is very tired of staying with those witches who always hide their words.

It is precisely because of this that among a large number of suitors, Natalia finally chose An Ruosi, who had no intentions.

In the end, An Ruosi chose to specialize in the enchantment department because of her influence.

Under the effect of habit, even if An Ruosi later found out that his talent in the astrology system was much higher than that of the enchantment system, he still habitually used the spell formation method of the enchantment system on weekdays.

Thinking of this, An Ruosi couldn't help sighing.

After he left the small village of Karal at the age of 12, An Ruosi directly entered the Overlook White Tower, studying hard like a sponge, absorbing all the knowledge he could get his hands on.

It wasn't until more than a month ago that he left the White Tower to find a mercenary group for graduation practice.

Starting from the White Tower in the early morning, An Ruosi spent six days crossing the high mountains of Farajo, and another eight days crossing the plains of Caral, heading west into Bantha.

This is his first exposure to the outside world.

For more than 20 days before the holiday, he has been trekking, heading west.There are more than twelve hours of non-stop travel in a day.

At the beginning, An Ruosi had some complaints, such as "Why can't I use teleportation to rush?", "What's the point of this internship?", "My feet are blistered and won't be infected, right?"

However, An Ruosi quickly grew up.

Traveling across three countries, An Ruosi saw all kinds of customs and customs.The scholarly atmosphere unique to him also gradually faded under the sunlight, turning into a gentle and peaceful self-confidence.

In the past two months, he witnessed the deer hunting process of the mountain people, tasted the taste of roasted deer and rabbits without adding spices, saw the crystal lake of Mount Fararo from afar, and paid homage to the White Wolf Duke of Karal Tomb, was involved in the struggle among the nobles in Bansa, joined a strange mercenary group with only two people, escorted the viscount's daughter to smuggle from the forbidden area, picked up Roland, fought several battles with the cultists, and returned to the White House. The tower was also beaten by the Lord of Violence...

Although there seemed to be some strange things mixed in, there was no doubt that An Ruosi's two months were more fulfilling than his previous 18 years combined.

An Ruosi could feel that the self now was different from the self who only knew about witchcraft two months ago.

It's like smashing a crack in a room full of water - after stepping into the official stage, An Ruosi's knowledge acquired over the years exploded, bringing his strength into an unprecedented blowout period, every day Can feel progress.

On the day An Ruosi set off, he had just put on his formal wizard robes.

Yesterday, after being beaten up by the Lord of Violence, An Ruosi felt that he had entered the Black Iron Step after waking up.

The advancement of wizards is similar to that of priests in a sense.Every time you advance, your personality will undergo subtle changes, and when you enter the silver rank, after the soul changes, you can almost become two completely different people.

An Ruosi can now clearly feel that he is no longer as gentle as when he left the White Tower.

Along with it, An Ruosi's longing for Natalia also faded a bit.

An Ruosi couldn't help feeling complicated.

A faint panic gradually emerged from my heart——

He couldn't help wondering whether he could maintain his relationship with Natalia after he entered the Bronze Rank or even the Silver Rank and his soul was alienated?

And Natalia is also a wizard, can she be consistent with herself?

Inexplicably, the faces of Roland and Claudia flashed past An Ruosi's eyes.

An Ruosi stopped walking.

"Robert..."

He hesitated and said, "Are we going to find Natalia now? We have just come back, should we go to the instructor to report the itinerary first? And Herlan is still sleeping there, in case she wakes up I couldn’t find it when I came here…”

"—Are you afraid?"

Robert interrupted An Ruosi's words softly. An Ruosi turned her head blankly, only to find that Robert was just looking at him with a calm face.

An Ruosi felt his head explode with a buzzing sound, and his eyes were blank.

Robert sighed.

"Anxin, An Ruosi," Robert took off the smile that was always on his face, stopped, and turned around to look at An Ruosi behind him, "I felt the same way at the time."

"This...feeling?"

An Ruosi repeated in a murmur.

"The feeling that the brain is extremely clear, the mood becomes flat, and everything seems to be indifferent-do you mean this feeling?"

Hearing Robert's words, An Ruosi suddenly turned his head away.

Robert nodded in satisfaction: "It seems so."

"Wait a minute Robert... is there something wrong with this feeling?"

An Ruosi's heart moved, and he asked suspiciously.

Robert looked relaxed.

He put on that smile again, and shook his head: "No, this situation is normal. This shows that you are the most orthodox kind of wizard, and you did not covet temporary strength and advance with special rituals... only Only in this way can it show that you have enough talent to enter the golden rank."

...and I have lost that possibility.

Robert added in his heart with a wry smile.

Anyway, he has no reason to become a great wizard.It is the kingly way to advance as quickly as possible and obtain higher authority to memorize some more precious information.

"Robert! Is this feeling permanent? Or will it fade later?"

An Ruosi asked urgently.

"Of course it's permanent. This is the only way for a wizard to evolve into a perfect creature... If the level of wizardry used by wizards is only different if they are advanced, those wizards who focus on research will not advance at all. Bar?"

Robert almost laughed.

The smile on his face was as bright as the sun, and there was some malice in it that An Ruosi couldn't understand: "Why do you think your mentor doesn't want you to fall in love prematurely? You really think he is worried about your falling in love Will it delay my studies?"

"……Is not it?"

"of course not."

Robert sighed deeply: "It's too easy for a wizard to break the limit of the race. Especially you geniuses who have been taught by the tower master, you can basically become the gold rank in the end."

"If you think about it a little bit, you will know why those great wizards often only consider the issue of offspring after their own advancement becomes slow."

"Marrying, having children—this kind of emotion comes from Ya'an's hundreds of instinctive fears of death. It is precisely because of thinking about what will happen after death that people are ready to create the continuation of their own lives."

In An Ruosi's eyes, Robert still had a smile on his face, but the smile gradually faded away, as if he had thought of something.

"However, the more people know, the more they learn, and the more they see, the less they are afraid of death."

Robert was resolute, and the smile on his face twisted and melted into an almost mocking look.

It was as if he hated something that was taken for granted.

A tragic aura of being an enemy of the world surged out from his distorted smile.

(End of this chapter)