Mages Are Too OP

It's no wonder Roland reacted strangely, because the handwritten copy was full of strange triangular characters.

It seemed messy, but in fact, Roland found that it was a special magic model that was different from human element magic, as well as elf natural magic.

The first few pages are model diagrams, followed by special fonts shaped like triangles.

Never seen a font.

“Didn't you let the magician see this? ”

“Several trustworthy magicians have seen it, and they do not know exactly what it is.” Cage laughed bitterly: "But someone said that the text behind could be Demonic. So I'm assuming this thing wasn't a handwritten copy of our ancestors, it was probably a loot seized. Few people in the human world know the words of the elves today, let alone the words of the Demons. Besides, there are many races of demons, who knows what kind of typeface this is. ”

Roland now has some common sense and understanding of the world because of his love of collecting books and reading.

The ethnic classification of the demonic race is actually more than double that of the intelligent race of the dominant human race.

Most demonic races have their own words, even the lowest, barely counting as the evil demons of intelligent creatures, and their own unique fonts.

So even if you know it's magic, it's pretty hard to find a translator.

“Then let's translate it.” Roland put the transcript on the desktop.

Cage was amazed: "Do you know magic words? ”

He's even a little wary, so young to know the words of the demonic world, there's nothing to do with the demonic world.

Roland's pale fingers, a white light covered all three of them.

Cage was a little surprised at first, and then he looked at the transcript and realized that he could actually read the text.

The color of surprise on his face became more and more obvious: “What kind of magic is this? I've never heard of this magic that makes people understand words! ”

Andonala was quite proud, as if she had come out of it: "This is Roland's own magic. Oh, now he's the only one in the world who can. ”

Cage looked at Roland with surprise, as a nobleman and ‘warrior', although he was literate and well educated, he never felt how smart he was.

Because few fighters think they're smart.

Even if not many magicians feel as strong as they are.

Though Cage doesn't feel how smart he is, he knows that people who can improve magic are all first-class geniuses.

Young, powerful, intelligent, with great potential for the future. No wonder Andonala ran off with this kid.

Cage thought in his head for a while, then looked at the words he could already read, and he couldn't help but read them.

“I'm Kate from the Reed family, and when you read these words, it means your blood is completely awake. Write these words just to let future generations understand some important things..."

“What!” Cage exclaimed. He thought it seemed like a handwritten copy in the basement of his home for a while, just a trophy of his ancestors, but he couldn't help but cry out, "Why write it in the words of the devil? ”

When Roland heard that, he stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk. ”

The next thing you know, it's someone else's private business. When it's time to hide, you still have to hide.

Andorra leaned up immediately, hugging his arm and smiling: “I'm going out with you, too. ”

She is not suitable to see the secrets of these households, and the ancestors of the brave ones used even demonic script in order not to be seen by outsiders. She stayed, and it was not very timely.

“No, this is Anna's room.” Cage closed the transcript and said, "I'm going back to my room. ”

It's okay!

Then Roland and Andonala stayed in the room.

Andrea snuggled up with Roland and talked to him for a while and went to bed to rest.

Roland continues to crack elf magic.

First, the role of each circular node has to be clarified, and then the data is made into a mathematical model, and as long as there is enough data, he can reverse the role of all the nodes and even deduce the effect of new ones.

Mathematics explains everything in the world.

That sentence is too absolute, but Roland believes that 99 per cent of it is correct.

Less than one percent, probably the intelligent creature of that complex, irrational, even confusing emotion. These things, even if powerful mathematicians come here, don't count.

Pokémon spell models are more complex than elemental magic. For example, human natural magic is a secondary element.

Then the Pokémon spell model adds shadow, perspective, etc. to the 2.5D image effect, but it doesn't reach the 3D image level.

The sophistication and magical effects are indeed a little bit stronger than the natural magic of humankind.

Thanks to more than a decade, almost two decades of systematic educational achievement, Roland's self-study skills are quite strong and, of course, a bit of a gap compared to real schoolmasters, but definitely the rare type in the world.

Even if the elf magic is not very suitable for human use, it is analyzed and optimized overnight, and Roland uses the newly learned 'spiritual gift’ to classify magic nodes lightly.

After an overnight effort, he succeeded in reducing the magic consumption of this‘ activated plant ’Pokémon by about five percent.

It doesn't look like much, but it's something we can't do.

Because the magic itself is used by the Elves and is not very suitable for humans, Roland is already quite powerful enough to do so in one night.

The next morning, Cage came knocking.

As soon as the door opened, Cage startled, and he found out that he was a little tree man about half a metre tall!

What's going on here?

Cage tried to kick the little tree man in the face, but he didn't feel any evil from the little tree man, so he put up with it.

Roland and Andonala stood behind the little tree man.

“Is this it?” Kay looked at them strangely: “Did you have a baby so soon? ”

Instead of being a teenager, she said naturally, "I hope this is our child. ”

Roland rolled his white eyes in disgust, explaining, "This is a magic experiment I did last night, and the pot you put in this house is gone. ”

Cage looked to the right of the dresser, and it turns out, there's only one mud pot left in the pot.

He squatted down and measured the little tree man.

Thin, about normal male, finger-width bodies, with two elongated vines growing over their heads and one green eye on each of the vines.

And then in the middle of the trunk, there's a mouth-like organ.

“It looks disgusting.” Cage couldn't help but say something.

I didn't expect the little tree man to understand, it stunned, ran to the corner and shrunk into a bunch, even two eyes into his branch leaves, looking quite grievous.

Cage looked at Roland with a puzzling look.

Roland laughed and explained, "This potted plant has lived here all the time, and you got it back, probably thinking of you as a father, or as a master. ”

“Like this?” Cage wondered a little: “But in general, the summoned creature is not following the summoner? ”

Roland helplessly said, "Because I also used this elf magic for the second time, there are things that went wrong, and it doesn't think I'm the owner. ”

“Much better than the first time, Roland's first summoned tree man, who thought he was his enemy and wanted to eat his master.” Andonala smiled beside her.

Elf magic? Cage's gaze fell on Roland for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After the meeting, he retracted his gaze and looked at the little tree man in the corner and said, “Now that you think I'm the owner, you can stay in the house. But you have to help me clean up, and when you grow up, you have to help me protect this house, okay? ”

The little tree man stood up, his eyes dancing hard up and down, as if nodding his head, and finally he jumped with his hands and feet.

Saw Cage take in this little tree man, Rolandsson said, "Sir Cage, how did you get us up in person? ”

Cage immediately shut the door and whispered, “I finished reading all the copies last night. Some things are not easy to tell you, but some things are okay. ”

“Like what?” Roland asked.

“In the manuscript, the ancient ancestors said that if the descendants were under great pressure or threat, or if the world was attacked by evil, but the power of the family was not enough, they could go to a special place and get five bottles of Phoenix's blood, which, after drinking, could stimulate the blood of the body.” Cage looks at Andonala, and then at Roland, and he says, "Although this is not the time of crisis, Andonala is part of our family, and without you, Lord Roland, I don't know anything about this, so... as a sheik, I deserve to give you a bottle. Anyway, you're here to make Andrea stronger, right? ”

Roland nodded. That was his intention in itself.

Andrea thought about it and asked, "Uncle, there are only three bottles, it's very precious. Didn't the ancestors of the brave say that it must be used when families are attacked or when the world is in danger? ”

Cage smiled: "You're the queen, and now you're with this kid. Although the royal family doesn't dare to bother you for the time being, as long as you show a little flaw, the jackals can smell the smell, or see you have weaknesses, they will definitely jump wildly. And the stronger you are, the safer you are. We can't just use this stuff when it's really dangerous, we probably don't have a chance... Besides, with one bottle, don't we have two more bottles? ”

Andonala was touched: "Thank you, uncle. ”

“You're welcome to what.” Cage took the first two steps and patted Andrea's head gently: "The family, not speaking two words. Let's go down for breakfast and find those three bottles of Phoenix blood. I'm suddenly a little excited. It's been a long time since I've ventured. ”