My Magic Age

I looked at the magic book filled with magic symbols and detailed text annotations speechlessly. This torn-out page alone is also very precious to me. This magic book may still be found in the library. , but those annotations and comments written all over the page are a very rare experience. It will save me a lot of detours. Looking at the jagged cracks on this magic paper, I feel like I can't cry. Others throw away things, but I regard them as treasures. This contrast makes me feel like there is a mountain pressing on me, making me unable to breathe.

Magic scholar Yerkes touched the black ash on his hair, came to my side and asked me: "Why, isn't there enough paper?"

I quickly waved my hands, regardless of whether the newly bought tuxedo would be stained, I sat directly on the ground, spread the magic parchment full of words on the casing of the gramophone, held the magic engraving pen, and thought in my heart Every word spoken by the magic scholar Yerkes was brewing. Seeing that I was reluctant to practice, Yerkes said impatiently: "You try to draw it first. It doesn't matter if you are wrong. It's just for practice. You can try to draw another one. No one can do it at once." Successful, but it seems that the dance is about to begin, and there is not much time left for you. "

Only then did I see that there was indeed an inch-long wound on the palm of Yerkes' right hand. The flesh was turned outwards, but there was not much bleeding. The wound was very deep. I reluctantly calmed down my nervousness, and then officially held the magic engraving pen.

Seeing the way I held the pen, Yerkes squatted beside me, sighed and whispered in my ear: "From the way you hold the pen, it can be seen that you have not received professional training. The posture of the knife is wrong. This habit is very bad. Hey, it seems that this posture has It is engraved in your memory and is difficult to erase. However, if you dare to tell me now that you have never learned inscriptions, believe it or not, I will send you to the Magic Tribunal. Even if you are a wild person, there is no such thing. After three or five years of practice, you will never be able to achieve this.”

Apart from me, only Moraya, who was by my side, heard what he said. She was disgusted by Yerkes' words, but she did not open her mouth to refute.

"Do you think my words are unpleasant? You can question my level as an inscription master, but you absolutely cannot question my vision." Yerkes raised his face quite confidently, with a proud smile on his face and looked at the people around him. Morayaer said this.

While they were talking, I had condensed my magic power into threads, and the threads were passed from the magic pool along the meridians of my body to my arms. Finally, under the control of my mental power, those countless threads formed spiral lines, slowly flowing from the tip of the pen. The ground overflows. Yerkes was no longer talking to Ya at this time. He stared at my hand holding the magic engraving pen with his mouth open, his face filled with disbelief and surprise. He wanted to make a sound in his throat, but he had lost his voice.

Next, I lowered my head. Because there was no suitable workbench, I had to hunched up my small body. Continuous magic lines flowed out from the tip of the pen, and drew smooth lines on the magic parchment full of writing. lines, those magic lines are made of countless The magic filaments are rotated and woven together, intertwined with each other like real silk threads, extremely tough, and the most important thing is that these lines actually adhere to the magic parchment honestly before forming the magic circle. , the magic power is only weakly dissipating.

He must have been surprised when he saw my method of handling magic power. Originally, the magic power only needed to be condensed into a thin thread using mental power to meet the standard. However, such a thin magic thread has the biggest shortcoming, that is The loss of magic power is very serious. Before the magic circle is formed, the magic power in the magic lines on these parchments will dissipate very quickly. If this magic pattern array is not completed within a specific time, then this magic circle will It is doomed to fail.

Obviously. Yerkes, the magic scholar at the scene, knew quite a bit about this matter, and his magic perception was so keen that he discovered something abnormal about the magic lines attached to the magic parchment so quickly.

After a while, I had drawn the magic stripes Yerkes described on the magic paper. This was a composite matrix of magic symbols, although this matrix did not show any effect after I finished drawing it. , but looking at it condensed on the magic paper, the magic power slowly flowed along the lines I drew. At this moment, I knew that I had successfully completed part of the drawing of the magic pattern array.

Morayar and Yerkes, who were standing aside, both had their mouths open and looked at me in disbelief.

I squatted next to the gramophone, looked up and said to Scholar Yerkes, "Scholar Yerkes, what do you think I should do next?"

"Well, you have to keep this feeling, and then recall how you did it just now. If you can be as perfect as you just did, then you can copy along the magic lines on the Thorium plate. This piece of Thorium There is only one point on the board where the damage is broken, you just need to follow Go all the way down the enchanted lines, find the broken place, and use the magic engraving pen in your hand to connect the broken points according to the feeling you just felt!" Yerkes explained carefully, only in the place he was familiar with! In the field of magic, he seems so confident when he speaks.

I picked up the magic engraving pen again and prepared to repair the gramophone quickly. There were more and more people around. Many people passing by stopped and asked the spectators: What's wrong, what's wrong, what's going on here? And those who are watching will say: It’s the people from the magic academy who are repairing the magic machine!

For those onlookers, magic is a very mysterious thing, so there are far more people watching the excitement than those attending the dance.

"Wait, don't you know that magic ink is needed when drawing any magic pattern array?" Yekis quickly stopped me, fumbled in his magic waist bag, took out a small glass bottle, then unscrewed the lid of the ink bottle, and said hurriedly: "Dip a little quickly, just a little is enough, don't dip too much."

"What is this... ink?" I asked Yekis curiously, and dipped a little carefully.

"Qiu Xian ink." Yekis said calmly, and I didn't feel much at this time. (Many years later, I realized the true value of the high-level magic ink Qiuxian Ink. Just one drop of it was enough to buy a phonograph.)

I didn't think too much at this time. I just followed what Yekis said and found the broken point of the magic pattern array on the silver plate. In fact, it only took one stroke, but it felt like I had drawn a complete magic pattern array in the air. As the light on the silver plate flashed, the magic array on the metal plate of the complex front part of the phonograph was actually repaired by me.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Yekis was still squatting in the center of the amplification array to make the final adjustments to the phonograph. I put the magic parchment in my arms, quietly took Moraya's hand, and got out of the crowd. Everyone was curious about how Yekis was able to repair the phonograph, and for a while they didn't even notice our departure.

"I never knew you could use a magic engraving pen!" Moraya praised, "Is what the Yekis scholar said true?"

I smiled without saying anything, helped her, and found a bench next to the playground for Moraya to sit down and rest. I took out the magic paper from my arms again. It turned out to be a picture of a magic pattern array and a detailed explanation. Unfortunately, the picture part was missing a corner.

The academy doesn't care about students' emotional problems. They believe that love is a necessary path for growth, but the academy strictly prohibits the use of violence, coercion, intimidation and other methods to gain the other party's feelings. Once such things are known by the teachers in the teaching department, no matter whether they are men or women, as long as they are the troublemakers, they will be invited to the discipline department. In the War College, it is very normal for male and female students to walk together. Sometimes, it happens from time to time that female students are obsessed with male teachers. It can't be said that this is a good or bad thing. Everyone has his own way of living!

But in the magic academy, the rarest thing is that male students pursue female teachers. It happens occasionally, but it is just the restlessness of adolescence. Most of the boys will give up automatically after experiencing setbacks. These female magic teachers are already nobles. They are very special. Even male magic teachers in the magic academy generally have a low chance of success. Their vision is often higher, so over time, female teachers in the magic academy have become untouchable forbidden areas in the corner of love.

In the early summer of this year, two beautiful magicians suddenly appeared in the magic academy. They are assistants of the magic academy. One of them has a stunning appearance. She is like a spirit made of water. Her whole body is full of aura. When her eyes are flowing, even women will be fascinated by her. The other is bright and beautiful, with wheat-colored skin and a wild beauty, like a jungle cheetah, with explosive power in her eyes. These two female teachers broke the curse of the El City Magic Academy for many years.

The former became the public lover of the whole college. With her beautiful face, no one was afraid of her magician identity. They all seemed to want to tell her their inner thoughts and win a little bit of slim hope. Those brave people would ask those who stopped them: Is love wrong? .

In this way, Sophie quickly snatched the throne of the first goddess in the college from the water magician Heidi. Her appearance made everyone in the college feel that as long as they were water magicians, they seemed to be beauties. Even the seven senior sisters in the water magic class were highly sought after.

The latter was very rare and mixed with a new magic apprentice. That person was me. Although we always seemed very low-key, there were many people who paid attention to Ya. When they found that my shadow always appeared in Ya's life, the college began to spread rumors that the freshmen of the Magic Court had very high-profilely picked up the beautiful teacher of the Magic Court. This news seemed to have spread in a small range.

If it weren't for Ya's magician aristocratic identity, I'm afraid this news would have become a topic of conversation among teachers and students in the college. (The law of the empire does not allow commoners to criticize nobles.)

Many people in the academy are afraid of the wood magician Ya, but not the water magician Sophie. Many boys will write to Sophie. I am the diligent carrier pigeon. I like to see Sophie's embarrassment when she receives the letter. She seems very distressed but has no way to stop it. She has never thought of using her identity as a magician to stop all this. She doesn't want anyone to suffer unnecessary trouble because of her. She has always been so kind.

But Ya seems much tougher. She never gives any good face to people she doesn't like.

I once asked Ya: When did those boys start to fear you?

Ya proudly told me: After she hung a male student who read love poems to her in front of her on a tree, all the calls for pursuit disappeared.

Ya complained to me with a sense of loss: What are the vows of love? Those are all written on paper to deceive stupid girls. I just asked them a question and they were speechless.

I asked curiously: What is it?

Ya looked at me affectionately and said: I asked them, can you protect me?

At this time, I was thinking, what could be more breathless than a girl's true love? That truth was like a huge mountain, pressing firmly on my body, but I couldn't avoid it.

Sophie was wearing that yellow evening dress, running like a butterfly in the ball square. She was like a dancing elf, her steps were as light as a dragonfly's water, and no matter how high her heels were, she was like a dancing elf. Unable to stop her from running happily, she saw us sitting on the bench from a distance, and happily waved her hands gently while running towards us.

I really hope Sophie can come over soon. Her "water therapy" is very effective for Ya'er's foot injury.

But I vaguely saw the students following her who wanted to get closer secretly, and I felt very headache. If they knew that I was Sophie's dance partner tonight, I don't know what they would think. I couldn't accept them. The duel invitation letter came flying like snowflakes. I would rather hide in a corner and study the page full of annotations than face Sophie.

Sophie was wearing high-heeled dancing shoes and ran equally fast. She held up the hem of her skirt with one hand, and her body curves looked extremely soft while running. Her eyes flashed, telling her that she was in a good mood. She ran to Ya's side like a deer and said breathlessly: "So you are here. I have been looking for you all over. The playground is already crowded now." "Hey, Jia, didn't you promise to invite me to dance? I haven't danced for a long time!"

She pointed to the playground filled with colorful lights and colorful ribbons, held Ya's hand excitedly and said, "This is really great. I have never seen such a big dance floor!"

Sophie soon discovered the injury on Ya's ankle and immediately suggested using "hydrotherapy" to give Ya a simple treatment.

Ya lay on the bench, groaning and enduring the itching pain caused by the "hydrotherapy", but she said: "Sophie, aren't you worried that you can cure my foot injury and steal my dance partner?" ”

"Didn't he say he can't dance? I am willing to let you dance the first dance. You must teach this big boy well. I think he is very talented in learning. I hope he will not dance the second dance. It will hurt my feet! Oh my god, why didn’t I think of that? Ya, Could it be that your foot injury was caused by him? Have you already tried to dance before the party started? "Sophie likes to quarrel with Heya. In my eyes, the two of them are very special. They like to hurt each other, and the more they do this, the deeper their relationship becomes.

I looked around, trying to find Ying Li among the crowd on the playground, but it seemed like she was late tonight. Just when I was so bored that I wanted to reach over to the dining table and pick some delicious food to fill my stomach. , I saw a young swordsman wearing a bright standard leather armor walking towards me. The Roman sword on his waist swayed rhythmically from side to side as he walked. He had a pair of charming blue eyes, and he spoke gently. The stubble on the ground looked like it had been recently repaired;

He said to me politely: "Hello, future magician, I am Benjamin from the second class of the fourth grade swordsman. If we have caused you any inconvenience, please be considerate!"

Although Benjamin's eyes were staring at me and talking to me, intuitively, I could clearly feel that his entire attention was focused on Sophie who was chatting with Ya beside him. This chat with me is actually to attract Sophie's attention.

Since he greeted me politely, I had to put a smile on my face and said to him: "Hello, senior! Are you a swordsman? I also like this profession. My father is a swordsman." Instructor, please, I’ll go find something to drink!”

I took the opportunity to say this to Benjamin, and then ran to the dining area without looking back, which was almost the most crowded place on the playground.

Benjamin watched me leave happily with some speechlessness. He stood very abruptly next to Sophie Heya, like a telegraph pole, with a wry smile on his face.