The magician from the time of peace

The first ray of sunlight in the morning cast mottled shadows on the ground through the leaves. Foster was awakened by the soft light, opened his eyes sleepily, and stretched himself.

Then he noticed that everyone was looking at him.

Did I sleep badly last night? Could it be that I was snoring?Foster thought anxiously.

"Since you're awake, please read this." Merris broke the silence and handed over a stack of papers.

Could it be the crimes I committed while sleeping yesterday? Are there so many?Foster thought, but the first time his sight touched the paper, he was dazzled by a complicated magic circle.

"Wait, let's have breakfast first!" Foster raised his head and demanded strongly.

Before the two magicians could express anything, Lamb and Agnes put pressure on them with sullen expressions, and their entire faces were filled with jealousy and resentment towards the person who had slept peacefully all night.

"Okay, I got it! Don't be impulsive!" Foster, who was strong but weak, softened immediately, resisting the negative effects of hypoglycemia and hypotension, and looked down at the magic circle report.

Leaving aside the fact that the first page consists of several circles, the circles are covered with strangely shaped totems, the sides of the totems are filled with circles of characters, and the magic circle marked with numbers and geometric figures around the characters, Foster puts this The stack of papers turned to the second page.

Although he could tell from the general outline of the magic circle on the first page that it should be a space transfer magic circle, he didn't know anything about why it grew like this.

After all, he spent most of his time practicing elemental magic - he is a person who can interact with the four elements, so he has no time to think about other weird spells - he only has a superficial understanding of space magic.

But the stack of papers in front of him simply surpassed his imagination: this is simply an introductory book on space magic!

Its handwriting is beautiful and fluent, with almost no alterations, and it records the meaning of each character in detail, and additional footnotes are marked on special places, and annotations are made at the end of a page.Foster swore that if this stack of papers was sent to the Magic Association, it could be directly published as a case study of space magic.

Foster plunged into it, wishing to engrave every word in his mind. When he was busy, he thought wildly: This information is written in such detail, is it written specifically to remind him? It must be like this , so touched!

Although the fact is that Merris himself is a novice, and he can't get the answer without writing so many processes.

But don't let the palace magician who is studying hard know about this kind of trivial matter.

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It has to be said that Foster is really talented in this area. He can read the materials provided by Meris without stagnation. In addition to the materials themselves ranging from shallow to deep, it is mainly due to his own super comprehension.Foster absorbed knowledge crazily like a dry sponge. He could barely understand half of the magic circle on the first page. He even forgot the breakfast he yelled about at the beginning until——

"I want more cumin!"

Agnes' high-pitched female voice entered Foster's brain from his left ear, and after a spin in his mind, he thought: Yes, this formula can be applied to Cumin's words, and then... eh? ! !

Before the sound could come out of his right ear, Foster suddenly raised his head, and then he was shocked to find that there were several hare corpses on the ground at some point, and the fire that had not been extinguished last night was ignited even more.Lamb took off his gorgeous knight coat, and only wore a white inner shirt. He was skewering a skinned rabbit on a wooden stick and roasting it on the fire.

There was a group of people around him, Agnes's eyes were shining, and she almost grabbed the wooden stick and baked it herself. Merris leaned on Felix's shoulder and yawned softly. I was reading the alchemy book, but my attention was divided in half by Merris and the roast rabbit.

Lamb rolled up his sleeves and sprinkled seasoning on the fast-cooking rabbit meat - God knows where it came from - and the sweat from the heat made his shirt stick to him, making his tall and lean figure a bit sexier. 'Sense of taste.

Although the subject he wanted to show the hormones ignored him, Merris' eyes were almost closed, and he looked terribly sleepy-high-intensity calculations really drained one's energy.

After grilling the skewer in his hand, Lamb hesitated for a moment. Still out of the chivalry spirit of women first, he handed the meat skewer to Aigers first. The petite lady cheered, took it without humility, and ate it aside. stand up.

She carefully tore the meat with her canine teeth, and watched with relish that the handsome knight from the enemy country in front of her used his sword to kill the enemy, ripped open the belly and skin of the second hare, and roasted it on the fire.

Wait... She felt a little wrong, and called out: "Lamb."

Lamb raised his eyes: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Agnes: "Your name is Lamb. You are not Victory's Son of Dawn, the youngest colonel, Lamb Fury."

Lamb: "..."

The son of morning light who was bathing in the morning light barbecue felt a strong embarrassment.

"Uh... Actually..." He scratched his head in embarrassment: "That title is a joke... Uh... I'm just a guard who won the sword competition..."

He explained in a low voice, regardless of whether others heard it or not: "Our king likes this style. Among my colleagues are the Twilight Maiden, the New Moon Swordsman, the Frost Elf, the King of Fire, and the Sun God's Gift." Such a name...so I'm...really, ahem..."

It can be seen that his resentment is very deep.

"Lam," Merris called out suddenly.

Lamb blushed all at once, the shame of being accidentally discovered in person by someone with a dark history is indeed not something that ordinary people can pretend to be nonchalant about.

"That," Merris pointed, "the meat is going to burn."

Lamb: "..."

No! !Because he was completely distracted, he directly stretched the whole rabbit meat into the flame!He hastily pulled out the skewer and extinguished the burning flame on the wooden stick, but the rabbit meat inside had also turned into a pitch black lump and was inedible.

Lamb wanted to cry without tears, and threw the burnt rabbit on the ground in despair, not wanting to bake a new bunch.

Foster also wants to cry but has no tears.

When he was reading and studying here, what were his teammates doing? Is this a bonfire party? !And no one called him at all! !

He glanced at the half-baked space magic booklet in his hand, then at the half-baked rabbit meat, and listened to the voice of his stomach.

"Are you eating breakfast? I want to eat too!" He covered the stack of papers and strode away.

Merris raised his head, his blond hair was loosely scattered on his shoulders, showing the master's sluggish state of mind, and he asked slowly, "Have you finished reading?"

"No." Foster replied, his eyes had been completely attracted by Lamb - in order to make a quick decision, he regrouped and roasted two skewers together in one breath, the newly brushed oil made a sizzling sound, and the meat was fragrant overflow.

"Then why don't you continue to read?" Merris' eyes were full of doubts, as if he couldn't understand why someone would leave a half-read book to do other things.

Foster thought of several reasons, and finally said honestly: "I'm hungry..."

He found that after he said this, Merris hesitated, and his eyes softened. This kind of softness he had only seen in the eyes of his long-dead grandmother—the eyes of an immature child. , Has he given up seeing him as an adult who can communicate on an equal footing!

"Is that so, I'm sorry, I didn't take your feelings into account." Merris said softly, "Lam, please give this skewer to Foster first after grilling."

Lamb stared at Foster with sharp eyes like a sword. The magician's hair stood on end, and he waved his hands quickly: "No, no, I'm not hungry. Uh... well, I just came to ask about the usefulness of this magic circle."

"It's the space transfer magic circle leading to Ge Gehua. Is there anything I don't understand?" Merris straightened up, and Felix helped him.

"I can understand it now." Foster hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Why don't you use this magic circle yourself and show it to me?"

"I'm a little sleepy," Merris replied.

Foster: "Huh?"

Merris: "Space magic is not my field of expertise. It takes a long time for me to calculate a magic circle leading to a far and strange place, so I didn't sleep last night."

Foster was shocked: "You didn't sleep last night?!"

Agnes who eats rabbit & Lamb who bakes rabbit: "..."

Merris laughed: "Well, I think if I recover to the point where I can use space magic, it will take about the same time as you to learn this magic circle, so I will give it to you, and I hope you can use it This magic."

"Oh——" Foster suddenly realized: "—then why didn't you wait for you to recover?"

Merris smiled and didn't speak, but Foster managed to see the subtext from this gentle smile: "You must be useful."

Before he had time to feel sad, a well-roasted rabbit meat with a slightly burnt skin and a craving aroma suddenly stretched out between them.

Lamb: "Okay."

"Thank you." Merris took it with both hands and smiled at him, and Lamb suddenly became dizzy.

Foster swallowed at the rabbit meat right in front of his eyes, and reluctantly said: "Then... shall I continue watching?"

Merris nodded, sipping on the barbecue with an unimaginably elegant gesture, God knows how he made this commoner food look like a noble meal.

After Lamb came out of his dizziness, he was in a dilemma: how should he naturally pass the rest of the string to the vicious Felix.

Then he found that the fierce god poked his head over and took a bite of Merris' hand very naturally.

"Here you are!" Lamb quickly stuffed the baked rabbit into Felix's hand.