The Defeated Dragon

Granny Truth lived in Flower Town when all the materials and equipment of a carriage were moved into the new house.

At luncheon, Lester hosted Granny in the castle, a small town of nobility, quasi aristocracy, and a so-so banquet atmosphere.

Magician is not unimaginable.

Of course, it's definitely no laughing-style conversation. Many times, it's Gorte et al., and Granny just eats and drinks, more like a creature immersed in himself.

The material used to make the black pearl is not enough.

So at the end of the party, starting this afternoon, Granny's work focuses mainly on teaching knowledge —— he has the task of building crystal lamps, but that requires the help of crystal artisans, who don't sculpt crystals.

The florists have invited Brad the Crystal Artisan, probably the day after tomorrow, if they're not busy.

“Like magic and fighting, magic is a form of magic. ”

Granny didn't give a shit, he said: “The world is a triangle, matter is a horn, spirit is a horn, magic is a horn, this is our magician's perception of the essence of the world and the source of magic. Specifically to ourselves, the executor is matter, the power of meditation is spirit, and the combination of matter, spirit and magic creates magic. ”

“So, what about the knight? ”

“As I said, magic, like fighting, is magic, the releaser, the spiritual force, creating all kinds of fighting secrets. The difference between a magician and a knight is that the knight treats himself as a triangle, and the magician integrates himself into the big triangle of the world. ”

He said, "Do you understand? ”

Lester nodded with a real nod: "The triangle, the most stable structure.” In fact, he doesn't understand anything. Big triangles, little triangles.

Catch.

Granny went on to say his triangular theory, just as Taoism believed that the universe was divided into gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Buddhism summed up matter, water, fire and wind. The magician thought that the world was divided into spirit, matter and magic.

It's a very broad kind of cognition, unknown if it's right or not, and the content is very boring.

Granny wasn't a good teacher either, and he was more bored talking, and all afternoon, he was flipping through the triangle theory, putting Lester on the verge of sleeping several times.

Finally, he couldn't help but interrupt: “Mr. Granny, I've understood the triangle theory and can skip it. I would now like to know how magic is released and why magic is divided into water, fire, earth, wind, lightning, ice and darkness. And I want to see real magic. ”

Granny frowned.

Long stories are interrupted, and it's very frustrating.

Fortunately, he also knew that Lester was the Golden Lord, so he lifted his left hand, spread his fingers slightly, and quickly rubbed a fireball. Fireballs come out of thin air, from tiny flames to fist-sized flames. The fire ball burst out the window of the castle and burst in the middle of the air not far away.

“Fireball technique, lowest level fire system magic. ”

“Play it again.” Lister closes his eyes and spreads his eyes of magic, and he watches carefully - he observes the magic of the beast releasing, the magic of the body condensing, spraying out of his mouth, naturally combining into magic.

Granny nodded.

Raise your hand and rub out another fireball.

At this moment, Lester sees clearly - there is only a small amount of magic in Granny's body, chaos has no color, and the moment he releases the fireball technique, the magic in his palm quickly turns red and becomes the magic of fire properties. Then a little bit of red magic in the air, attracted by the magic in the palm of the hand, clustered together and formed a fireball.

Pātā!

Fireball burst outside the castle.

In the Magic Eye's field of view, the magic of those fire attributes, scattered, as if they had never appeared.

He probably already knows how to unleash magic.

However, it remains unclear why it is possible to agglomerate into a fireball, and Magic Eye cannot observe what power is causing Magic to agglomerate.

Perhaps, as Granny put it, it is the strength of the spirit.

Just like himself, an idea can drive the temper in your body and work with it. It is not clear why it follows the idea.

at this moment.

Granny continues to rub the magic.

“Meditate, build bridges between your spirit and your magic.” His voice is a little flimsy, his eyes staring at his palms, the whole person falling into some kind of realm, "magic is the third being outside of matter and spirit, it has emotions, it knows them, it affects them, it can be used for you. ”

Gradually.

His palm, the grey-brown matter that emerged, was the soil of magic.

The earth ball gradually grew and the sound continued to drift: “Meditation is a necessary step in building bridges, and only in a state of calm can you touch the presence of magic. They're everywhere, they cheer to jump, and once you find them, build friendships with them, you get magic, and then, understand the world! ”

Finally, the dirt ball expands to fist size and then gradually solidifies into an angular rock.

Granny didn't stop, kept releasing the magic, and compressed and condensed the solidified rock again until the rock cracked.

Hands trembled and the rock broke completely.

But unlike the previous fireballs, the broken rocks, which have not disappeared, still exist in the form of pieces: "Flying rocks, earthly magic, are as low-grade as fireballs. But I don't really have a good grasp of it. I'm good at water, fire magic, wind, earth, a little hunting, not good enough. ”

“Thunderlight, ice and darkness? ”

“These four systems of magic, I have not drilled yet, will not be released. ”

“But I've heard that magicians can master every system of magic and release it. ”

“If I move closer to the truth and become a great magician, perhaps I can have enough energy to study the dark magic of thunder and ice. But now I am too far from the truth, my spirit is not wide enough, I can master the magic of water and fire, I have been reluctant. ”

“What kind of existence is a Magician? ”

“I don't know. ”

“You don't know? ”

Granny raised his head and eagle hooked his nose up to the sky: “The Wizard is the incarnation of worldly truth, the existence that the Wizard needs to look up to, Baron Reese, why do you think I would understand the Wizard? Even you, do you know what a Dragon Knight is like? ”

Lester couldn't refute that question —— he always felt that the Dragon Knight was probably the Dragon Rider.

However, Sky Knight's advanced temper, one level above is dragon temper, legendary and shared temper with dragons. As for what is dragon fighting, not only does the Count not know, but Marquis Merlin, the old Sky Knight, also does not know.

All noble knights fantasize about becoming dragon knights.

But a knight with a dragon is a superior being, difficult for ordinary people to reach —— even a king with a dragon, like Grand Duke Sapphire, probably doesn't know what it's like to be a dragon knight. The first sapphire grand duke was a dragon knight, but now the sapphire grand duke is just a dragon partner and keeper.

No chance to ride a dragon.

“Well, let's change the subject, Magic Condensed Rock, why does it persist?” He asked a perplexing question for a long time.