Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Probably looking at my past life."

Cheese turned his gaze to the other party. He didn't recognize the woman in front of him, even though she was wearing a gray robe. This is not surprising, although the age of the gray robe is roughly the same, but as the youngest gray robe, Cheese naturally has many fellow students who have been trained earlier than him and have grown up.

Adults in gray robes will not hold any ceremony or celebration between the same door, they just go out silently, some will come back, some will not come back. Besides, it is not difficult for a mage to change his appearance. The face you know may not necessarily correspond to the person you know. A familiar face may be a strange enemy, and a strange child hole may also be a close friend.

Therefore, mages generally distinguish the appearance from the inside quite clearly. The skin is only temporary, and the things inside the skin are often easier to identify and more trustworthy.

"I didn't know there was a poet among us."

The female gray robe's hair fluttered in the air, together with her long robe. Only then did Cheese notice that she didn't wear shoes, and she stepped barefoot on the icy snow, not just shoes, and half of her calves were not protected by clothing.

As she straightened her hair, he was sure the lady wasn't wearing anything with sleeves either. So even if she wore dozens of layers of thick sweater on the part covered by her gray robe, her limbs should have been frostbitten and fell off in such a low temperature and harsh environment.

But of course that didn't happen, and in fact, her skin was unusually shiny.

"I'm not a poet, and I don't intend to study poetry. Those rhythms and grammars and what lies behind them confuse me. So there is nothing metaphorical about what I just said."

The cheese can faintly feel the magic power on the opponent, which is very weak, but not without it. This hidden wave of magic told him that the fellow in front of him was at least not anyone he had seen before, not a silversmith, nor a sleeper.

Who is she? The cheese is not in a hurry to find the answer, because he may not be clear about what the other party said. Many gray robes have been bred in this high tower, but none of them have given themselves a famous name.

"Oh, you're hallucinating. Hypothermia?"

Although the female gray robe said this, she didn't mean to check the cheese's physical condition. Hypothermia is a fatal symptom for ordinary people, but not for gray robes. Almost every gray robe can handle this problem by itself without anyone's help.

"No, there is nothing wrong with my body."

Cheese felt that the other party seemed to be less anxious than herself. She was still entangled in the initial question, and had no intention of advancing the dialogue at all. But just as he was thinking this way, the interlocutor's next sentence almost made him jump from the snow.

"It's not without problems to have a magic hole in your body."

There are actually quite a few people who can see the magic void. Almost all the gray robes have their own way of perceiving magic power. As long as they glance at Cheese with it, they will not ignore his continuous leak of magic power like a broken balloon.

The problem is that the gray robe in front of her didn't glance at him, or in other words, when she glanced at Cheese, Cheese didn't notice anything. This is almost impossible, because Cheese asked himself that his current magic perception ability is infinitely close to his teacher's level, and it is hard for him to imagine who can do so without a trace in front of his eyes.

However, the cheese quickly calmed down, and there was no point in panic, so showing hostility was even more short-sighted. Now that you've noticed it, just admit it. "It doesn't hurt or itch. I think it's a problem that's nothing to worry about."

The silver-haired man tilted his head, thought for a moment, then nodded, showing a surprising smile, "That's right. Since the problem can't be solved, then it's not a problem. What's your name now? How should I call you?" "

"Cheese. The research direction is outside the world."

Seeing that the other party was not hostile, Cheese naturally reported his name and research field. This is not a secret among the gray robes. Who studies what is not something that needs to be hidden from them.

"Chang Xia. The research direction is... itself."

The gray-robed mage who claimed to be Chang Xia changed back to the expression that showed no emotion at the beginning. But compared to this, the cheese is more concerned about the other party's research field, itself? He vaguely remembered this person, because she was unique among all the gray robes.

Soon Cheese found more relevant information in his mind. Strictly speaking, the field of research itself is very subtle. It is related to almost all magic categories, but not so related. The purpose of this type of magic research is to strengthen the body, or in other words, to enhance the vitality in the body.

Some people may say that this is very similar to the idea of ​​casting spells of the School of Life, but the School of Life advocates the study of the abstract concept of life itself. Human life, animal life, and plant life are all within the scope of their research. As for the magic itself, it is completely private, except for the caster, it can't help anyone, and it can't directly harm anyone. It only cares about one thing, and that is the caster's body.

This of course includes the body's strength, flexibility, coordination, and even appearance, organ strength and longevity, but these are just appearances. What magic itself pursues is the essential answer of individual life.

"In a way, we're looking at the exact opposite."

What Cheese said is right, his research is so huge and so vast that it can't even accommodate the scope of the world, but to spy on the taboo boundaries outside the world. And the magic itself is very inner, very subtle, to explore the origin of one's own life inwardly, to find the essence that is more appropriate and deeper than the soul.

There is absolutely no similarity between the two in terms of research objects or research methods. They are diametrically opposite and can never intersect.

"That's right. I've heard about you. An Lina always talked about you at the time. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Recently, other people have also talked about you. I heard that you went to that floating city?"

Chang Xia squatted down so that his eyes were level with Cheese's. Her squatting movements had a strange sense of fluidity, which could not be described, it only made people feel comfortable.

"You should be talking about the City of Ten Thousand Laws. When it left the ground, I was on it. Have you met Alina?"

While answering the question, Cheese immediately turned the topic to the side he was more interested in. If Chang Xia had a conversation with An Lina, what is her current position? This is critical.

"Yes, I have. Tell me about that city again. Where is it now?"

Chang Xia seems to be very interested in the City of Myriad Laws, no, it should be said that any spellcaster will be curious about this city of mages. Regardless of the technical content of this, they have indeed achieved what can be called a spectacle.

Cheese stood up with his staff. He felt that the snow under his body was too cold. "We might as well go in and talk. I know a lot about the City of Ten Thousand Laws. It is inevitable that there will be omissions in the lecture here."