Another world, I have an elf magician

I opened my mouth wide and was so shocked.

Turning around, I saw Gandalf and the others in the distance looking at me dumbfounded.

Gandalf came to me again and patted my shoulder heavily, "I never expected that I would be able to meet such an outstanding student in my lifetime. You... are a magical genius with the attribute of thunder!"

"Thunder attribute? Master, you are mistaken. My magic attribute is water."

"No, your magic attribute is thunder. It is exactly the same as that student of mine. The first time you used thunder magic, the effect was so amazing, even better than him!"

"What, Randy is also a lightning-attribute magician like me?"

Tuoji came over with a confused tone.

Gandalf smiled slightly and asked him: "Tuoji, it's impossible for you to have the magic talent measured through the magic stone tablet before, right?"

Tuoji nodded, "Yes, thunder magic is a high-level magic. It is based on other magic elements and is superior to them. The stone tablet cannot test it at all.

Magicians with this talent can only be classified into other attributes. "

"What...what do you mean?" I was very puzzled.

Tuoji said: "To put it simply, the magic stone tablet can only test six basic magics, such as healing, light, and thunder, which cannot be tested at all.

For example, if a magician's natural attribute is thunder, then the magic stone tablet can only select the closest one from the six basic magics as his attribute.

Therefore, it is easy to cause misunderstandings. For example, those geniuses who are one in a million and possess advanced magic talents are trained as ordinary magicians.

My magic attribute was originally measured as fire, but later I accidentally used thunder magic. Only then was I discovered by the school teacher. After multiple tests, it was finally determined that I was a genius who was good at thunder magic. "

Hearing this, I suddenly realized.

It turns out that my magic attribute is not the water type as originally measured, but actually the thunder type?

Gandalf smiled brightly and said: "Randy, the magic trick just now is called Thunder Falling, and it took me ten years to research it.

Except for that student, no matter how talented a magician is, it will take at least three months to learn the spells and techniques before they can barely cast them.

And you...are a genius that comes only once in a century! "

"I am a genius!"

I pointed my finger at myself, in disbelief.

A year ago, I was called a waste without magic by people in this small town.

A year later, a great mentor actually called me a genius!

This feeling is really shocking. I didn't expect that I had been buried for so long. I thought I was a waste, but in fact I was a piece of gold that could sparkle.

I suddenly thought of those words of encouragement that Grandpa Rodney said to me.

He said that my parents are magicians, so I will definitely be able to become an excellent magician like them in the future.

Now it seems that I really have this ability, but I have never discovered it.

"Randy, I heard that most people with advanced magic talents have different physiques than ordinary people. They inherit the excellent bloodline of the previous generation. Are your parents also magicians with thunder attributes?"

Mia came over and asked.

I rubbed my head and said, "I haven't seen my parents since I was a child. I was raised by my grandfather, who is a farmer."

"Farmer?" Mia looked surprised.

I continued: "But grandpa said that my parents are magicians, so I should have inherited their excellent blood."

Gandalf chuckled and said slowly: "The total number of thunder magicians in the entire empire does not exceed a hundred. If they are inherited by blood, the Oranst family has this characteristic.

Hey, it's a pity that Randy is a child of a peasant family, so you can't be of noble blood like them.

If you were a noble, your living conditions would definitely be better than your current one, you would have enough resources, and your talents would be maximized. "

I smiled lightly and said: "Then I have to work hard later and strive to become a noble under the leadership of Her Highness Mia?"

"Hahaha, that's the right thing to think about. Come on, if you are strong enough, I will definitely help you." Mia nodded lightly.

Gandalf then began to teach, imparting the corresponding knowledge to Tuoji and others.

The next day, everyone started practicing, with Gandalf guiding them.

While we were on our way, we learned the corresponding magic skills and knowledge from him.

I found that as a key training target, I was deeply envied by others, especially Tuoji.

After I was discovered by Gandalf that I was a magician with thunder attributes, I began to learn the corresponding thunder magic.

Soon, I showed amazing talent in this area, and my ability exceeded Tuoji.

He has a lot of magical questions recently, and he needs to rely on me to answer them.

I was very keen to help him and found that he gradually developed a liking for me and was very obedient.

It’s good to have one more friend, let alone an obedient one.

He used to be very aloof and indifferent to others, but now it seems that he has become my little fanboy.

In the spiritual space of The Lord of the Rings.

Even if it is night, I will not let this time go and use it to practice magic.

Elena was very surprised when she learned that I had a magical talent with thunder attributes, and claimed that even she could not recognize such a high-level magical talent.

If I hadn't met Gandalf, maybe an ordinary road would have been waiting for me.

In the future, you will never find out that you have talent in this area and may develop in the wrong direction.

This shows how important it is to meet a noble person who can discover yourself.

Since ancient times, there have been many talented people who wanted to do great things, but in the end they were frustrated and disappeared in the long river of history.

Ultimately, the most important reason is to meet someone who can appreciate and discover yourself.

Thousand-mile horses often exist, but bole does not always exist. There is no better reason than this.

Even if you are a thousand-mile horse, you are no different from other horses without Bole.

It was the second month after we left Humda City.

On this day, I got up early as usual to practice magic and run to exercise.

When I came back, I saw everyone chatting around the fire, and the atmosphere seemed harmonious.

Amya caught two rabbits from the nearby wild fields. After I roasted them, I sent the meat to Gandalf's tent.

Gandalf is dead.

When I sent the things over, I found that he couldn't wake up no matter how I screamed, and a bad premonition arose in my heart.

Putting my fingers in front of his nostrils, I found that he was not breathing and his body was cold.

After I told the news to others, everyone was silent for a while.

I remember last night, Gandalf chatted with me and gave me his staff.

The staff looks more like a walking stick, with the tip shaped like a rolled-up squirrel tail.