My Archangel

After swallowing, Qiao Wen nodded his head silently.

"Really? But... Sister always feels a little tired now."

However, for some reason, after Qiao Wen nodded, Vina, who said that she was not tired at all, suddenly changed her tone, raised her right hand to cover her mouth, and yawned slightly.

'...This woman...?'

His eyes blinked blankly, staring at the obviously poor acting witch beside him, Qiao Wen was a little at a loss for a while.

"Recently... I always feel a little sore in my shoulders."

At this moment, it didn't sound like the arrogance it used to be, but an inexplicably cautious voice reached Qiao Wen's ears again.

Immediately afterwards, under Qiao Wen's gaze, the witch in front of her stretched quietly. The thin bottom shirt outlined the elegant curve while also tightening some places.

"Well, I'll give Sister Vina a little massage later."

After hearing this sentence, Qiao Wen, who had already realized something, looked at the witch’s obviously tight profile again, and just smiled shyly: "But it feels like it’s been a long time... neither I know if I can do well this time."

"……Ok."

As Qiao Wen's voice fell, the witch who had hinted at him in front of him blinked instead, put her hands back on her knees, and nodded her head slightly.

Then the whole room became quiet again.

Time passed bit by bit.

"That... Sister Vina?"

After waiting for a while, I didn’t hear the explanation from Vina again. Qiao Wen, who had already returned to a sitting posture, was startled, then turned his head and glanced at the witch who was a little distracted for some reason, and whispered: "We can now Has it started?"

"Ah... well, we can start now."

The whole body shook slightly, and after hearing Qiao Wen's voice, Vina also recovered.

"Um... well, in short, it has been demonstrated in practice just now, and then, um... yes, theory, let us continue to analyze the composition of this'decomposition' magic circle."

Clearing her throat with a somewhat artificial expression, Vina, who realized what she was willing to do next, also raised her hand again, tapping the tip of her index finger on the top of the page, and continued her guidance in an inexplicably stuttering tone.

Then, time passed again.

...

About three hours later.

When the sunlight that had become a little yellow unknowingly shone through the window into the study, the time on the wall clock by the door had already pointed to six o'clock in the afternoon.

'Build a magic circle quickly... it must be formed in a single thought. If it is slow, it will be too late in actual combat...'

Qiao Wen was sitting quietly on the book chair, carefully studying the magic circle that had just been constructed from his palm, thoughtfully.

At this moment, the temperature in the entire study has become quite high.

Because just about ten meters in front of Qiao Wen, there was a big fireball burning.

The crimson fire light shone on Qiao Wen's face. It was a fireball that Vina had constructed again with the diluted divine power factor not long ago.

The purity is probably around the "Golden Rank", which is almost the same as the fireball created by Vina during the actual demonstration. It was specially left for him to test the results of his learning.

However, this fireball is no longer a threat to Qiao Wen even if the magic shield is removed.

Because just about a few minutes ago, he had mastered all the steps of'decomposition' under the guidance of Vina.

At this time, when he faced the "decomposition" array, it was as if he was facing the last question in his high school math test paper.

However, unlike three hours ago, the'decomposition' magic circle did not know him, nor did he know this magic circle.

And now, he is already proficient in trying to analyze the structure of this magic circle.

Even, relying on the blessings of the witch who has a significantly higher level of teaching posture next to him, Qiao Wen is now able to completely string all the steps of learning into a line, and then construct the same "decomposition" as in the textbook. Law circle.

However, it is not enough.

Unlike the magic shield that I mastered yesterday, which can be used once and for all, this magic that needs to be used multiple times requires proficiency.

Although'decomposition' can be used, the time Qiao Wen spent building the magic circle at this time is still a little longer, and it completely fails to reach the most critical point Vina mentioned earlier-fast.

Qiao Wen also knew very well that he had to form this kind of magic circle in a single thought, in order to achieve the real life-saving effect when he encountered danger in the future.

'The next step is to see where my own talents are, can I achieve instantaneous levels through practice...'

Withdrawing his gaze slightly from the fireball in front of him, Qiao Wen looked down at his palm again.

Then, the'decomposition' magic circle originally constructed in the palm of his hand instantly turned into a magic factor and dissipated.

Then, the new magic circle quickly condensed on the palm of his hand.

After half a second, a brand-new decomposition array resurfaced in his hand.

'One-half second...It's still a bit slow. In short, I just had more magic power left in these three hours, so I should be able to continue practicing for a while.'

Qiao Wen realized that after learning the basic operations from Vina, he would need to rely on himself to "practice makes perfect".

As for how "smart" he can be, it depends on his own limits.

'...Come on, in order to be a strong man who can silence others in the future, what kind of efforts are these efforts.'

As this thought emerged in his mind, Qiao Wen took a deep breath, surrounded by magic factors in his hand, bursts of bursts disappeared, and repeated the boring exercises that were like machines.

Tick, tick...

And during the time he was practicing, the study became quiet again, and time was still slowly passing by.

Until...forty minutes later.

"I'm ready."

Accompanied by a slightly startled whisper leaking from Qiao Wen's mouth, the silence in this room that had been maintained for dozens of minutes was slightly broken.

"...This fire... almost extinguished."

Slowly raising his right hand, which had become a little stiff because of maintaining a posture for a long time, Qiao Wen turned his head and once again cast his eyes on the fireball that was floating ten meters away.

The next moment, just a short moment, an extremely obscure and complicated magic circle was constructed in the palm of his hand.

Chi Chi -

Then, as the magic circle that had just been constructed was shattered, the huge fireball floating in front of Qiao Wen also dissipated, re-turning into countless magical power factors and spreading out in mid-air like dust.