i used to be a devil

fun?

Ren didn't think this kind of thing was any fun at all.

His legs gave way, and he fell to the ground. When he looked up at Xian Yirang, his teeth were still chattering.

With all the strength drained from her body, she could only watch Yi Rang walking forward slowly, without any visually stimulating behavior. Yi Rang raised her hand and fished out the bags from the hands of those who had turned into stone statues.

Only now did he take a conscious look at the contents—they were all snacks—to be precise, some pastries.

For these things, Yi Rang was obviously not interested, so he threw it back to Ren, "Catch it!"

"??oh--!!"

Ren, who was sitting on the ground, was suddenly hit by the pocket that Yi Rang threw back.

He caught it in a hurry, and at the same time thought he was sneaking a glance at Yi Rang, feeling a little terrified.

If you still had a little thought that the other party was stupid and rich just now, now you are completely in awe. "Well, Your Excellency Yirang, may I ask, they can still... just that, change back... huh?"

When every word was spoken, Ren was watching Yirang's every move.

Under such circumstances, before he finished speaking, he saw Yi Rang casually raised his hand.

He was holding a stone that he didn't know when he picked it up, and he threw it at several stone statues at will.

Accompanied by Ren's exclamation, the original intact stone statue started from the place where it was hit, and cracks and fine lines spread out step by step. After Ren cried out more and more worriedly, several The stone statue was completely cracked as he thought.

"Changed back?" To Ren's question, Yi Rang seemed to be a little slow in responding. At the same time, he was holding a stone, and smashed the other two stone statues without pausing, before shrugging. Shrugging to the sluggish Ren, he said, "I don't think it's possible."

Ren was speechless.

But one thing is obvious, that is, these three stone statues of living people did not mean that Yi Rang wanted to waste time discussing these things with him.

Realizing this makes Rennes fight his teeth again.

Yi Rang threw the stone out the door, "Speaking of which, I've played it before, have you decided what to choose?"

If I say I don't want to choose, will I also become that pile of stones?

Ren basically didn't dare to think about this kind of thing.So he could only nod his head quickly, acting extremely determined, "I've chosen, then, mage."

It felt like someone was holding a knife to his neck and forcing him to become a mage or an alchemist.And Ren had no choice, so he made a choice very reluctantly.

For every word he said, Ren felt his heart tremble, afraid of touching the minefield.

On the other hand, on Yirang's side, after stopping to wait for an answer, there was only one feeling.

That is: Yes, I just learned how to teach people how to make low-end entry-level fireworks from those textbooks, so I can teach him some of them first.

So he smiled and said, "You made a good choice."

……

The next development of the matter was originally thought to be much simpler by Rennes.

The people in the slums, even those in the imperial capital, have nothing special about them.The three people who came to make trouble that day just turned into a pile of rubble lying silently on the ground in a blink of an eye, and this matter was over.

Ren, who was still terrified, was like a frightened hamster in the past few days, but one day someone would call at him, pointing at him and saying that he was a murderer.

Of course, in reality, nothing happened.

After the kid in front of him made his choice, Yi Rang felt that he had found something interesting to do again.Although he didn't understand the magic below the fifth level, Yi Ran, who claimed to have mastered low-level magic teaching, first drew a simple magic element gathering array for Ren.

If these mages who are still struggling to break through the fifth stage see this thing, they will probably scream out of jealousy.

After all, even if it is drawn with ordinary wax stone, it is much more powerful than any high-level gathering formation.

It's a pity that the two people in front of them don't understand what this formation means.

Yirang, who thinks this thing is of little value, is an elementary product, and Renn, who has just entered the level of a mage, and is still a noob in every aspect... this thing is destined to be outstanding in the eyes of others, and now there is only one evaluation: So be it.

In this way, the things that would have shaken the entire imperial capital would not be so conspicuous.

"Spells, in the final analysis, are nothing more than controlling the magical elements that exist in the world for you to use." Yi Rang held a stone called "waxstone" in his hand.This thing can easily draw the required lines, so in the slums, it is often used instead of a pen.

Of course, because there are not many literate people here, there are not many people who can use wax stones. These things have become everywhere, and you can pick one up.

This is the only thing Ren can do, who can't afford the special pen for an orthodox gilt mage.

When the thing was presented to Yi Rang, he was worried that it would be rejected.

You know, things like spells and magic power, once they have a relationship with them, basically have to consider whether they have the ability to transmit magic power.

If you don't have this, you don't deserve to be compared with everything related to mages.

Sitting in the formation drawn by Yirang with wax stone, Ren could easily feel the existence of the so-called "magic element" as Yirang said.

The elements that dance around are as wonderful as dancing elves.

"And make them respond to my request?"

Ren doesn't know his current state, what kind of speed is it for a mage who has just started.A teacher who has never understood low-level spells, and a student who has never been exposed to spells.

Little did they know how miraculous their current situation was.

For a normal apprentice, no matter how talented he is, it would take a long time to feel the existence of magic elements by just relying on meditation.

This process is long and boring, and it is also the most important key to distinguish whether an apprentice who has just started has a talent for magic.

Moreover, because the result cannot be obtained immediately, such a process often takes a lot of time, and it is not certain when the magic element can be felt.

Everything is unclear and uncertain, so the expenses during this period are even more uncertain.

Because it is necessary to use magic materials to build a gathering array of magic elements.

Magic circle, that is a very expensive thing.

It's just that here in Yirang, there is no need for any materials.

An open space that doesn't seem to have much debris, and a piece of wax stone used by ordinary poor people is enough.

These two things, no matter what angle you look at, don't feel like money.

Under such a series of coincidences and misunderstandings, Ren squatted in the magic circle that condensed the magic elements so thick that he suddenly felt that the mage was not a waste of money?

——You don't open your eyes wide to see who is standing in front of you!How dare you say that, you unlucky boy...

"A request?" Yirang couldn't say he was dissatisfied with this statement, but felt incomprehensible, "Why do you have such an idea?"

"Did I say something wrong?" Yirang raised his eyebrows slightly, making Ren feel that he had said something wrong, and immediately reflected on what he said just now, "Well, I probably heard something about that, church The description in the scriptures: Spells are the power of gods, if you need to use them, don't you just ask gods?"

"..." Yi Rang didn't speak for a while.

He stopped looking at Ren's face. After looking around the whole room, he finally focused on the only table in the room—the only piece of wood in the whole room.

Yi Rang casually raised his hand with a slightly shaking movement. The magic elements that were originally gathered together by the formation wanted to rush over to accept Yi Rang's call at the first moment, but then he realized that what he was asking for was only the wood element. At that time, some of the depressed ones continued to stay in the formation.

On the table where some handicrafts can be seen slightly, a small bud sprouted.It's as if the speed of growth has been accelerated, from a small grass sprout to a vine in a short while, just like in a cemetery.

The original teaching was interrupted suddenly, which made Renn nervous, who just felt that he had touched the edge of the spell. He stared at Yi Rang closely and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fujiki is like a cautious little animal. After testing the surroundings for no danger, it began to grow rapidly, becoming stronger and more active.

Yi Rang looked at it for a while, but didn't see the expected change, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the vine that let him fly, and saw that the whole vine trembled for a while, and then it honestly coiled into a chair with a twisted appearance. He said with concern, "It's okay, I just want to find a stool to sit on."

Ren couldn't help but look at his bed—it was a pile of waste stones put together on a plane, and the awkward-looking stool seemed to be a better choice in comparison.

"..."

After Yirang sat down, he thought carefully about what Ren just said, "I have never tried to ask them to respond to this kind of thing. For me, it is all about controlling these things and letting them go according to your ideas." Do."

"In this way, will it be regarded as disrespect to the gods?" The topic asked by Ren, who had only [-]% of the knowledge of the scriptures of the basic church, was obviously very unprofessional.

In fact, he didn't even have a clear distinction between the first god and the twelve god envoys.

It's just a very rough understanding that spells and magic powers are all about praying to the gods for power, and then getting a reply.

Sitting on the rattan chair, Yirang crossed his legs, and slowly turned his attention to Ren's question just now.

He unconsciously raised his hand and tapped the corner of his mouth, as if thinking for a while, and then said: "I don't care about you."

"..."

At this time, Ren suddenly felt that he could not communicate with this guy.

——Maybe he really knows spells and things like that, but he always feels that his brain is not working well.

……

Yirang's teaching is divided into two parts. The first part is based on what he learned from his previous research in textbooks. Let Ren stay in the magic circle rich in magic elements and feel the existence of magic elements.

The second part is to let him control the magic element to use magic.

These two parts are so simple and can be summed up in one sentence.

And in Yi Rang's eyes, it's as simple as lifting one foot and taking a step, and then changing the other foot to land to move forward. This principle is as simple and natural.

Because of this simplicity, Yi Rang basically thought about the follow-up related human body alchemy, how to improve in all aspects, and the plan to feed this little ghost some alchemy potions.

However, who knows that there is a saying that the most difficult thing is from zero to one, and all subsequent numbers are very simple.When this principle came to Ren, it suddenly didn't work.

He felt and comprehended the magic element very quickly, and felt it almost instantly in the magic circle.

However, there is no way to control the surrounding magic elements to release even a small "firework".

"Small Fireball Technique!"

According to the method Yi Rang said: After feeling the magical elements around you, pick out the ones you need, remove the others, and then issue commands to the ones you choose.

Closing his eyes and entering the state of meditation, Ren went through every step very smoothly, but at the end, nothing appeared.

An overly rich magical element floated around him, but after he issued the order, there was no response.And immediately after, those magical elements that he had temporarily eliminated surged up frantically in the next second.

The surrounding magical elements are mixed together again.

"..."

I don't know how many times it failed, which made Rennes' mentality a little bit broken.

During Yirang's teaching, according to his description, this should be as simple as eating and drinking.It was such a simple thing, but Ryan found that he couldn't do it anyway.

Just a total mental breakdown.

He sat in the magic circle somewhat blankly, and after being quiet for a long time, he chose to get up.

Stepped out of the magic circle and walked to a corner of the house - there was a staircase leading down to the ground.

Below that is another room: the basement, so to speak, which Irang recently expanded.

Unlike the upper floor, Ren just descended the stairs made of clods.

The purpose of the entrance is to grow together the fluorescent green plants according to the designed layout, almost opening up a huge courtyard under the ground at an unknown depth.

After walking a few minutes further, there was a complex formation under his feet. Ren recognized it for a long time and found that he couldn't understand it at all.But Yi Rang had already looked at him first, and asked in a firm tone: "Failed again?"

At this time, Yi Rang was doing the work of expanding the space of the house underground.According to his thinking, no matter from what point of view, he has taken it for granted that this place is the stronghold in this fun game.

Speaking of it this way, it must take a little effort to tidy up this place.

The general layout has been completed, and the rest is to spend some time to collect some raw materials.

——Yi Rang still remembered that this time he couldn't be too conspicuous, so that people could see that he was not an ordinary human being.

It's just that I don't know if he can really do it.

In the process of Ryan's continuous experimentation in the past few days, Yirang started to renovate this small and crowded house that was not even comparable to a stable.

The underground is controlled by the elements of the earth system, and it is hollowed out into a room. From the layout point of view, every place is more suitable for living than the upper floor.

It was quiet in the lower space.

It is warm, dry, and empty, and there is even a mimetic light source made by Yi Rang.

Looking at all this, Ren thought of the practice he had been failing, and replied dejectedly, "Yes."

"Hey." Yi Rang also sighed in a rare way. A cluster of flower buds in his hand shook quietly, and then quietly bloomed from the state of flower buds to blooming flowers, which seemed to be just ordinary varieties.After driving by Yi Rang for a few seconds, it continued to wither at a constant speed.

Ren was fascinated, but Yi Rang was only paying attention to the topic he just said: "Your situation is really strange. I have never seen you like this in my teaching before. I also think it is very strange."

——It's strange, your method, even an ordinary human being can't succeed!

"Just, am I not suitable to be a mage?"

Hearing negative words, Ren's lost mood became more and more high, like a flower that has just withered.

Biting his own mouth, Ren's feet rubbed against the ground meaninglessly. In addition to loss, there was boundless fear in his heart.He was afraid of hearing an affirmative answer from Yirang.

Then his expectation, at this time, will fall into disappointment.

It's like climbing to a commanding height with great difficulty, but was pushed directly and fell down.

"...Probably not."

Because of Ren's lack of progress in the past few days, Yi Rang, who had already listed countless alchemy potions in his mind, suddenly figured out something today. "Maybe my teaching method is not suitable for you, why don't you go to a college and try?"

Ren felt that what Yirang said was a joke. He had exhausted all his luck in his life to meet a person who was willing to teach him about spells, and he was still allowed to go to the academy?

This matter has no possibility at all.

If he had the ability to go to the academy to study, would he still be like this now?

Of course, whispers will not come out. The most Ren can say is, "Emperor Capital Academy, how can I get in? Although they are not limited to recruiting nobles, but I have no money first, and second I don't even have the talent to make those old mages willing to waive my study fee!"

I can't even cast the simplest spells...

"So, it's still about money?"

After a few days of denial, Yi Rang finally vaguely felt that the problem might be because he hadn't learned the basic spell-casting conditions well. Maybe... he was to blame for this matter.

That's it, he's not very good at these low-level knowledge points.

He knew it, but he couldn't say it.

With a dry cough, Yi Rang, who had already made up her mind to send the other party to a college to study, felt that this matter had to be done.

I didn't feel this way before, but after experiencing the time as Yirang 1 Field, Yirang suddenly found that he had so many believers, and felt that he had to fulfill the wish he had promised.

Most of Ren's agitated emotions just now disappeared. He pursed his lips and listened to what Yi Rang said, trying to refute from various aspects, but in the end he couldn't think of any more powerful words, so he could only admit lazily, "Yes , In the final analysis, it is still a question of money.”

This made Yirang unknowingly think of those people he knew before, whether it was Ferrero, Polly, or Bai Lan who chose to follow him, Xi Lanfa who said "My faith is Your Majesty Yirang", or even It was... Rosmere who wished him not to come to this world.

Most of these guys have never been short of money.

The behavior of those people gave Yi Rang an illusion—that is, money is easy to get.

This is why, when he agreed to Rennes, he agreed so readily.

Yi Rang originally thought that he had found a different solution, but after a few days of waiting, he found that the problem had returned.

Yirang did not succeed in finding another way to solve the problem of needing money.

"Then, as an expense, how much should it cost?"

When he uttered this question, Yi Rang already felt that it was not reliable for a swordsman to teach him how to make money.The easiest way to accomplish this is for him to make money himself.

"Perhaps, one gold coin is enough? For Imperial College—"

"A gold coin?" Yi Rang, who got the standard, recalled the reward she received for selling those magic bones and crystal orchids, and suddenly felt——

It's not a big goal either.

So Yirang smiled and promised Ren: "Then you are ready to go to Imperial College to learn how to become a mage, and I will pay for it."

That's what, the devil thinks that the person in front of him is too bad, he can't teach him.

——Don’t shirk responsibility, it’s obvious that you don’t know how to teach!His Majesty the Demon King!

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