Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

The teapot that Rem was holding was ready to fill Vincent with tea, and when she heard what Vincent said, she almost spilled the poured tea over the rim of the cup.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and stopped her hand in time, so that the orange-red tea liquid did not overflow and stain the white tablecloth under it.

Rem's throat was thirsty, and there was a roar in both ears.

She was wondering whether her ears had heard it wrong, but she couldn't control her excitement.

"You...you said yes, is it true?" Rem tried her best to keep her voice from trembling or cracking, but Rem's eyes were burning, and she subconsciously understood that this was probably the first thing in front of her This is the only chance to step into the colorful magical world from ordinary people.

"Do I have to lie to you?" Vincent raised his eyebrows. He picked up Rem's full teacup and took a sip, letting the warm liquid moisten his throat.

"You should also be vaguely aware that the spirit of the wind likes you very much." Vincent looked up at the girl whose cheeks were flushed from excitement, and said lightly: "Even in a closed room, you often feel Even when the wind blows your hair and skirts, the wind will take care of you even more when it’s hot, and won’t make you sweat too much.”

Rem's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She had indeed encountered all these situations that Vincent said, but at that time, as a maid, she wanted so much.

——After all, in order to become a mage, one needs to be introduced by a teacher to learn magic.

"Are you going to be my teacher?" Rem was made limp by the sudden luck that hit her on the head. She slid down and knelt down on the ground, raised her head and looked hopefully at the large chair. Vincent.

"Teacher?" Vincent laughed, "I won't be your teacher—after all, I promised a troublesome and possessive kid that I wouldn't take any more apprentices in the future."

Rem couldn't help complaining about this unknown lucky boy in his heart, completely unaware that Vincent's troublesome and possessive boy was referring to His Majesty Caesarion whom he was serving.

"Although I can't be your teacher, I can teach you some magic." What Vincent said next rekindled Rem's hope.

"Do you need me to do anything for you?" After ecstasy, Rem took a deep breath and pinched the flesh on the outside of her thigh fiercely, letting the pain bring back her sanity.

Although she knew that as a maid, she could do very little for the famous Hyperian mage, Vincent probably only brought up this topic on a whim.

But for Rem, it is undoubtedly enough to turn her world upside down!

"I don't need you to do anything for me." As Rem expected, Vincent replied.

"The tea you make is delicious. I hope that after you learn magic, I can continue to drink such fragrant tea." On the one hand, Vincent wanted to find something for the maid to do, so he wouldn't always look at him. , This will make him feel very difficult; on the other hand, he also feels that since such a talented girl is met by him again, it is not a bad idea to teach her magic after asking her wishes.

Vincent is different from other mages in this world who regard inheritance and knowledge as extremely important. He has always been a good teacher.

Only through inheritance and communication can knowledge progress and sublimate.

If you hide knowledge, don't you lose the meaning of seeing itself?

Vincent thought so from the bottom of his heart.

So even though Caesarline didn't have any other seniors or juniors, there were not a few people who had received Vincent's teaching and guidance and regarded Vincent as a respected mentor in their hearts.

"Of course! If you need it, I will make you the most fragrant tea anytime!" Rem nodded hurriedly. In her eyes, Vincent's slender figure suddenly changed. Be tall and majestic.

"That's really great." Vincent smiled slightly,

He looked at the collection of books in his hand, which were books with various contents collected by Caesarline when he expanded his territory.

Vincent thought for a while, then tapped his fingers on the edge of the table, and the books stacked one meter high tremblingly floated up.

"It's not convenient to teach you indoors...go to the gazebo in the garden." Vincent waved his hand, signaling Rem to follow him.

"Do you need me to help you?" Vincent asked Rem who was struggling to stand up from the ground.

"No, I can do it myself!" Rem gritted her teeth and pushed her limp body off the ground, and stood up straight again with the help of the table.

Her bright eyes are full of fire and enthusiasm, as well as anticipation and desire for unknown knowledge and world.

Well, it's a very good look.

Vincent likes the existence of such eyes very much, because he feels that the world will develop better and better because of the existence of people with such eyes.

Leaving from the study full of books, through the transparent corridor covered with sunlight, Vincent took Rem to the garden covered with bluestone slabs.

There is an open space here, which should be the place for the griffins to land.

Nearby stands a gazebo, surrounded on three sides by the waters of the lake drawn here.

Vincent stepped into the gazebo, and the books floating beside him, like birds with flapping wings, settled on the stone table in the gazebo, automatically sorting the books according to their titles. Lie up and down.

"Your Excellency..." Rem asked a little nervously, not knowing what to do next.

"First of all, I want to ask you how much you know about magic." Vincent sat on the chair beside the stone table, resting his chin on his hand, looking at Rem who was pinching the hem of her skirt with his fingers, and asked gently.

"Don't be too nervous, this is just to ask how much you know about magic, let me know where to start teaching you." Vincent added hastily when he saw Rem's embarrassed expression on the verge of fainting.

"Okay..." Rem regained her composure from being overwhelmed, and searched out her only knowledge about magic from memory: "Magic can make

People go to heaven and earth, and those who possess magic are called mages. According to the types of mages they are good at, they are divided into mages with different attributes. "

Rem never thought that one day she would be lucky enough to be taught by mages. Fortunately, she was more or less looking forward to understanding those mages, so she would not be blinded now.

——Actually, Rem also knew something about the Griffin Knights. Although this knights rarely accepted female apprentices, it still couldn't stop the girl's yearning for powerful knights.

"According to the most common types of magicians, they are divided into several attributes such as wind, fire, thunder, ice, earth, wood, and water. Each attribute has different magic that can be cast."

What Rem said was basically the public's impression of mages. Normally, people would confuse ice attributes with water attributes. Lei Mumu would list these two attributes separately. It was beyond Vincent's expectations.

"That's right, there is basically no fallacy. But for mages, magic with these attributes can actually be cast." Vincent raised his hand, and suddenly a cluster of small magic appeared on his fingertips. The orange flames danced on Vincent's slender fingers, and also shone in Rem's pupils.

Before Rem could see enough, the flame seemed to be blown out by the wind. After it disappeared, a purple thunderbolt leaped from Vincent's fingertips to the top of the gazebo.

When Rem's eyes followed the small but dazzling thunder, a blue light flashed in her eyes again.

Looking intently, after the thunder light disappeared, several ice crystals floating up and down appeared in Vincent's palm.

Vincent put his palms together, those ice crystals suddenly atomized, and the tiny shattered light was swept up by the wind, forming a small tornado, floating in front of Vincent.

Rem's eyes widened, watching the small tornado fly towards her from Vincent's hand.

When the tornado was about to touch Rem's face, it suddenly dissipated, turning the gleaming shattered ice into finer powder, and when it fell on Rem's involuntarily stretched out hand, it left only a slight coolness.

"The attributes I showed you just now are fire, thunder, water, ice, and wind." Vincent put his hand back on the table and explained to Rem.

Rem asked in surprise: "I can see the others, but the water attribute? Please forgive me, I didn't see it..."

Vincent smiled softly, and said gently: "After the thunder, before the ice. The flame scorched the moisture in the air, the leap of the thunder gathered the water vapor, and the ice made the water vapor materialize." Yes. You only need to know this for the time being, and when you learn to a certain extent, you will know it naturally."

"Magic doesn't actually come out of nothing. In places you can't see, there is the medium necessary to cast magic." Vincent said.

"For example... the flame just now, I have no lamp oil, no dry wood, and no coal, so why can it continue to burn?" Vincent said persuasively, "I will save this question for the next time. Asking you in class is considered an assignment."

Vincent smiled, and then continued: "But that's for the next class. Now I will teach you how to feel the activities of the elemental spirits. Don't worry, the elemental spirits of the wind like you very much. Relax your body and concentrate Spirit."

Vincent asked Rem to close his eyes, and he snapped his fingers, summoning more elemental spirits into the small pavilion.

Wind spirits came from all directions, carrying petals and blades of grass, and they swept across the flowing lake around the gazebo, leaving rippling footprints on it.

These small and nimble elves, invisible to ordinary people, landed on Vincent's shoulders affectionately, and rubbed their favorite black-haired mage with their transparent white cheeks.

With her eyes closed, Rem felt the wind blowing gently on her face, and the creatures playfully playing with her long brown hair and gray skirt.

"Yes, that's it. They have come to you. Concentrate on what you want them to do in your heart." Vincent blinked, and then taught: "Start with the body floating in the air. At first, think in your heart that you are going to float in the air, and let the spirits of the wind hold your body up."

As he expected, these wind elves liked Rem very much, and more elves were attracted by the affinity emanating from this girl. Following Rem's thoughts, they began to get into her skirt and the waistband. on the bow.

The hem of the gray maid's skirt was rippling like the waves of the sea. Rem's eyes were tightly closed, and her lips were pursed tightly, turning pale.

Tiny beads of sweat fell from Rem's forehead, and were blown away by these mischievous and free elves.

Vincent picked up the teacup and took a sip, watching patiently as Rem hit the nerves and used his mind to levitate himself.

"Don't be too impatient, start off the ground first, and wait until you get used to summoning and commanding the elves, and then try to float higher." Vincent saw that Rem had a tendency to become more and more impatient, and the wind elves who had been around her They began to feel bored and had already run away a lot.

Some even ran to Vincent, sat on his lap or got into his mage robe, blowing his mage robe up.