Blooming Tower of the West Wind

In Theron's eyes, the Archmage is so omnipotent, she is so knowledgeable, it seems that there is nothing in the world that she does not know.But just now she admitted that she has very little knowledge of human physiology...

Theron suddenly remembered: "Teacher!"

"What's the matter?" Gray eyes with strange luster stared at her, "Have you discovered anything new?"

Theron shook her head, "Have you changed your clothes? Just now you hardly had time to take care of your body..." She couldn't help holding Hipper's hand, and touched her cuff carefully, and found that it was dry .

"Don't worry, I have changed my clothes, thank you for your concern. Here I think I will tell you a common sense. When the thermometer is wrapped in wet fibers, the temperature it indicates is higher than that of the thermometer directly exposed to the air. It's low. That means..." She looked at her student.

"It means that people tend to get cold in wet clothes, right?"

"That's right, that's it, so if you use a spell like ice barrier next time, remember to dry your clothes right away."

"I remember."

"Very good, smart boy. I'm here to read, if you need anything, please call me."

"Okay, teacher."

Hipper touched her face and pressed her into the quilt, "Lie down for a while, lie down until you eat."

Hipper touched her face and pressed her into the quilt, "Lie down for a while, lie down until you eat."

She turned the chair around by herself, but she didn't start reading as she said, but took out a large notebook with a beautiful cover from the notebook holder beside her, and began to write something.Hipper's notes are her personal belongings, and Theron can't touch them unless she gives her special permission. Therefore, this notebook without a name looks extraordinarily mysterious.

Hipper's hands are beautiful, slender and slender, almost transparently pale, and blue blood vessels can be seen faintly emerging from the lower layer of the skin.When pinching the pen, the ligament connecting the phalanges undulates regularly, and the tip of the pen rustles on the paper.

Theron stared at her hand for a while, then suddenly asked in a low voice: "Teacher...do you really like my trick of fluttering in the wind today?"

"Oh, of course, I appreciate that of you and hope you continue to do so."

"I think I almost got into trouble..."

"Don't take it too seriously, I think my teaching results are very good, and with regard to your performance in the wind, there is a lot of work worth doing. I hope you can propose a related research plan to me next Tuesday."

She doesn't mean to blame, and the extra homework doesn't seem like punishment, but how can children like to do homework?Theron agreed feebly, but Hipper gave a low laugh.

"My little beast, observe everything and understand everything. Don't try to escape. It's time for you to try to complete a study."

She seemed to have finished writing something to her own satisfaction, and happily closed the notebook, put it back in the corner of the shelf, and took out another, this one was of a similar color, but Theron was very familiar with it, it was her lesson plans.

Theron was instinctively afraid-how can a child not be afraid of learning?It's just that the rewards are so generous that she keeps chasing better performance and higher knowledge—the whole head is retracted into the quilt.

When she was about to get up the next day, she finally understood the "whole body pain" that Hipper said. She was in pain just getting up, as if her muscles had been pulled. She felt that she was limping, and went to Hipper in panic. , but her teacher laughed and said that was it.

"Most of the work of mages and mage apprentices needs to be done in front of the table. Sitting for a long time will make you lack of exercise, and it will happen when you suddenly exercise. There is nothing to worry about. It will be fine in a day or two, but within a day or two You're going to be miserable."

"My God...is there no way to eliminate it?"

Hipper smiled, went to the secretary of the library, picked up a pen and wrote a few words. The secretary flew into the depths of the bookshelf, and came out with two books after a while.

"This is the book I was talking about. You must want to know the answer, so just look for it in it."

Theron sighed, returned to his seat with slumped shoulders holding the two books, and quickly browsed.

Hipper returned to his desk, and was a little happy that he had also locked Theron in the library today, and then felt some confessional emotions such as killing the nature of children.

On Tuesday, Theron proposed a preliminary research plan, listing the different forms of several spells that focus on the wind element in this great adventure, and finally asked Hipper: "Teacher, I want to know about a single wind element." What kind of movement trajectory in this experiment, do you think it is feasible?"

Hipper thought for a while and said, "Then you may have to greet a certain wind element and let it tell you. How are you going to track it?"

Theron thought for a moment. "I think I could use tinted mist. Is that possible?"

"I think you can give it a try. If it doesn't work, let's ask the craftsmen in Dead Leaf City what they can do. Do you think this is feasible?"

It turned out that the research work was not as simple as she imagined. Although Hipper seemed so handy, Theron felt a huge gap in her imitation—she didn't even take the first step.The dyed water didn't spread well into the air, and whoever—that is, the water elementals—was unwilling to carry solids, and she tried to use ink later, but she got black all over her body.

Because of this, the experiment dragged on for a whole week. On the weekend, Hipper took her to find the workers who helped Hipper make furniture in Dead Leaf City. The workers were playing ink lines on the freshly cut logs.

This is an ancient technique of sticking graphite powder to a fixed thread, and flicking the color of graphite onto a wooden board to draw a line quickly and straightly. Theron stared at the ink line intently, and finally pulled Hipper's The hand said: "Teacher, the most common ink is called carbon ink, right?"

"Yes."

"Can they be dispersed in the wind?"

"I think so," Hipper said, watching a young carpenter blowing excess toner off.

Theron decided to try graphite powder, and Hipper praised her spirit of exploration and ordered a dozen masks for her with great concern.

On the day of the experiment, Hektra carefully dispersed the graphite into the wind for her at the bottom of the tower, and Hipper protected her on the terrace. Jumping up into the wind, the wind shield and the air cannon supporting her quickly formed in the spell. The graphite powder was like black ink dissolved in clear water. It was first stirred by invisible hands and mixed with the surrounding wind to form a certain A figurative shape.

"Teacher! It turns out that the wind shield is moving at any time!" Theron jumped twice in surprise, but almost lost her balance. She quickly stabilized her figure, and Hipper nervously stretched out her hand from the edge of the terrace to help her.

Fortunately, Theron's body coordination ability was much better than that of ordinary little mages, and soon she stood still, watching the black powder under her feet mixed with the wind and flowing slowly with great curiosity.

But she can't always stay still, she has to drift with it in the wind.Under the action of the imaging agent, the two element messengers saw the flow direction of the wind very clearly for the first time: when they floated by themselves, a vortex would suddenly appear, and under the influence of the spell, they could not wait to form a new shape. The old elements will leave when they are tired of playing, and new ones will be added immediately.They peeled off from the order of the wind shield, some quickly joined the ranks of the air cannon, and some went with the wind, even in the relatively static spell sequence like the wind shield, they didn't stay quietly. The wind shield under Theron's feet seemed to be mixed with a dark solution, and the black shapes kept changing and flowing inside, forming some unexpected and mysterious patterns.

Hipper watched Theron soaring into the sky from a distance, and then slid down with a loud cry, and couldn't help but say to Hektra, who poked her head out next to her: "I think she might just take the opportunity of an experiment to come out." For play."

"Do you remember that article that you thought made perfect sense about how young beasts practice survival skills such as hunting skills through play?"

"Of course I remember. Every time I see her, I have to think of it again."

The water lord coughed slightly to hint that it was going to say something important next, "Then have you noticed that in human society she has almost no chance to practice some necessary social skills and cooperation skills?"

Hipper suddenly fell silent, "Maybe she won't need to use it for the rest of her life?"

"Unfortunately, you also know that this is impossible. Even if you live alone in Aymecortes, deep in the desert, you have many friends and enemies, and they all have contact with you from time to time. The little lady is not really She is a beast, she always belongs to human society."

Hipper was silent, her eyes catching Theron as she glides from the top of the tower to near the terrace.

The little girl didn't notice their conversation, and greeted excitedly: "Teacher! Are you coming too!"

Most of the time, Hipper is a fairly steady person, walking neither too fast nor too slow, sitting with a straight back and looking straight from any angle.She would probably not do things that would disturb this sense of order, and if she could walk, she would never run.

Theron didn't expect her to agree, but she just nodded briefly, stepped on the edge of the terrace without hesitation, jumped up into the air and grabbed Theron's outstretched hand.

Theron seemed a little surprised, but she was prepared and called out to the wind in a low voice. They rushed in the direction that Hipper jumped over, and just offset the impact. The wind shield flew smoothly, and Hipper bent down, Caught on Theron's waist.

Seeing her coming, the little girl was very excited, and said to her: "Teacher, please hug me as tightly as possible, I will start to speed up."