Abe the Wizard

The Morton Wizard placed the nucleus on the table, pressed it with his left hand, and with a carving knife in his right hand began to engrave on the nucleus, and Abel, sitting at the bottom, could clearly feel the spirit of the Morton Wizard completely wrapped around the nucleus.

As Morton's sculpture moves and his powers remain in the sculpture through the tip of the sculpture knife, Lar is very familiar with the character used to make the blast sword, but Morton's sculpture of Lar's character is not exactly the same as the one he inherited from the Dwarf's Book of Forged Magic Weapons, although it looks roughly the same overall, with many differences in detail.

The Morton Wizard was quick to move. Engraving such a simple symbol card seemed to him to be a very easy thing. It was just about 20 minutes. With the last engraving, a white light flashed through. There seemed to be some connection between the power and the nucleus in the inscription mark. A blend of energy and power appeared in the nucleus, resulting in a white substance that would be engraved flat. The symbol sign could only see the marks of the symbol, but no trace of engraving could be seen at all.

Abel took over the Ralph's sign handed down by the Morton Wizard, which is undoubtedly a work of art, and the crystal nucleus itself is a strange material, because it contains a lot of energy that makes it feel more crystal clear than ordinary balls, with symbolic lines or lines that are large or small or long or short, and each turn and each intersection is dazzling.

“We wizards do not necessarily learn the exact same script as other wizards. Of course, the effect will be high and low. In general, we have a slightly stronger script than most wizards carve.” The Morton Wizard said with some pride.

Abel asked curiously, pointing to the inscriptions on the sign, “Teacher, do these inscriptions appear on the sign like this? Will they be imitated by others? ”

Others don't know, but what Abel can be sure of is that he himself has imitated it several times.

“This is a low-level script. If a more advanced script is added with precautions so that no one else can see the script above it, of course it is that easy to imitate it. Most wizard engraving scripts will only copy the script learned, without understanding the basis of the script. The script on the imitation script will be a huge project, and each line will have to be tried slowly and shallow. ”

The Morton Wizard laughed and went on to say, "Certainly there are times when symbols are given to people who are particularly close to each other, and the Wizard does not encrypt them if he is very comfortable with them. ”

Abel nodded, and only then did he know that the Magic Weapon Forge book he had received was not an ordinary book, where he was given a basic essay on the basis of the analysis of all four characters.

“We, the wizards, are able to learn the seven symbols that Al, Terre, Iss, Tal, Lar, Otto, and Shure can master as trainee wizards. ”

The Morton Wizard looked at some heartfelt Abel and said, “But before you do, you have to be able to learn to use a carving knife. ”

Abel gently rubbed his hands against each other twice in front of him and said with some embarrassment: "Sister Camille has taught me to carve the knife type 11 basic knife, and I can already use the carving knife. ”

“Has Camille taught you? Then practice more.” The Morton Wizard suddenly stopped and looked at Abel and said, "You said you could already use a carving knife? How long have you been studying? Learning everything must last forever! ”

The Morton Wizard was about to teach Abel a few words and suddenly remembered how fast Abel was learning spells, he couldn't help but whisper, "Did you really learn to use a carving knife? ”

“Yes, sir!” Abel nodded with certainty.

The Morton Wizard took another molded nucleus out of his space bag and gave it to Abel, “Try carving it for me with this nucleus. ”

“Teacher, I have been practicing with Jade Stone and the core has never been used.” Abel took over the nucleus, some uncertain, he said.

“It doesn't matter, it's just a core, you can try it.” The Malton Wizard waved.

Abel said nothing more, learning to look like a Morton wizard, putting the core on the table, holding it down with his left hand, removing the alloy engraving knife from the space bag with his right hand, and beginning to engrave Ralph.

The Morton Wizard looked at the alloy carving knife in Abel's hand and nodded his head. As a master blacksmith, his disciple was the ultimate in his own use.

The knife technique Abel has used in virtuality countless times, and when he holds the knife again in reality, he feels something different. The knife appears to be part of the body, and the type 11 knife technique also seems to fuse together, using the knife flexibly according to different needs.

Arbor didn't remember much of the rall that Morton Wizard had just used, so now he's using the rall that was recorded in the Forge of Magic Weapons, only to remove some of the lines connected to the energy from what Morton Wizard had just written.

The alloy engraver is very sharp, and Abel's power makes engraving very easy. The difficulty lies in keeping the power in the mark. Some of this is similar to the dual use of the mind. Some hearts and minds need to keep the mental power both correct and constantly control the movement of the power along the mark that the engraver walks through, and in the process constantly attach it to the surface of the mark.

Fortunately, Abel had a day of dual-use training, and although the results were not very good, there was no problem with engraving scripts at this time. Ralph WeinAbel could almost draw them with his eyes closed, and he carefully used his mental powers to attach magic to the marks.

For forty minutes, Abel was focused, afraid of a slight flash. When his last notch was moved by the force, the white light flashed, and the reaction between the power on the symbol and the nucleus began, and the notch disappeared quickly, leaving only the white symbol on it.

“Teacher, have I succeeded?” Abel gave the plaque in his hand to the Morton wizard to ask.

The Morton Wizard took the Ruwen brand. After a long time without speaking, a voice in his heart shouted at him. This is a genius, a true genius. If he had such a genius qualification, how could he wait so loud or just a level 11 wizard?

Remember how long it took him to learn the engraving token sign, an achievement he had been teaching several disciples in his mouth, but now he didn't even want to think about it.

At this point, the Morton Wizard realized how tired he was as a gifted teacher, not tired of the process of teaching, but tired of his heart, whether it was spellwork or engraving a symbol stone. If he had taught it, Abel would be able to master it quickly and be extremely proficient.

Perhaps we as wizards will rely on him in the future, and the Morton wizard thought that we must consider the benefits that Abel's future will bring to our wizard, so long as Abel does not die, his future will be unlimited.

“Of course you did.” The Morton Wizard returned the script to Abel and went on to say, "Though you are using a Lar script that is somewhat different from the one used by our wizards, you have also succeeded in engraving a true Lar script. ”

“Because you have mastered the knife use technique and are well aware of the script, the script is completely self-taught, so I will give you all seven scripts of the trainee wizard. ”

After speaking, the Morton Wizard stood up and found seven sheepskin rolls on the shelf and turned back to Abel and said, “Don't give them to anyone but you. Only your future disciples will learn these symbols. ”

“Yes, sir!” Abel took over the sheepskin roll recording the script, and he knew in his heart the importance of knowledge. Although he did not know which wizards the teacher was referring to, the knowledge in his hand was not transferable.

As in the Wizards' Market in Karal City, so many junior wizards are selling materials, but few are really able to sell finished products, all demonstrating the importance of knowledge in the world.

“Five bottles of medicine to soften the nucleus, each can soften the nucleus for twenty bucks, enough for you to practice for a while.” The Morton Wizard took out another five bottles of medicine and delivered it to Abel.