C6 Amazing thinking

And now Alec knew he was wrong, and for the first time in his life Alec found himself in front of Smollhu, with his own ignorance and his own shallowness, his astonishing powers of logic, his amazing powers of insight, his amazing thoughts.

"Hur hur." Smile Hu shook his head, "You don't have to feel surprised. If you were like me, you would be able to get as much information as you can from the limited resources available. This is probably the difference between a detective and an ordinary person. You must be very suspicious of how a person who lived in the last two eras could judge the crimes of this era, how to grasp the methods of criminals of this era, and all kinds of strange magic. In fact, my judgement is based on only one point. That is, no matter how many years and history we go through, humanity will never change, including kindness, friendship, love, and cruelty, evil, greed, and libido... These were the light and dark side that no matter how many times one experienced, as a person, they would not be annihilated. With these things, I could find the truth in the dark ages. "As for you, are you willing to inherit me?"

Alec was shocked to the point where he couldn't be explained in words. He found that in Smile's mind, there was a vast ocean, and he even longed to come into contact with these things, to come into contact with the secrets and countless knowledge hidden within them. However, Alec restrained himself at this moment, because once he accepted the invitation from Smile Hood's successor, he would no longer be the usual "God of Daydreaming" Aleck.

Alec fell into a trance. He felt more powerless than he had ever felt before, a struggle in his mind.

Should he inherit Smile's strength and become a powerful Magus, shouldering a huge responsibility, or should he continue to be an ordinary person who studied Upwards Ho!. Although the road to success was long, at the very least, he did not need to shoulder the huge pressure and responsibility, and take on the risks.

In the face of the pursuit of power, in the face of Smollahu's hopeful eyes, Alec heard his own voice saying, "Well, can you still teach me wind magic? I wish I could use such practical magic. "It seems like I'm not suitable to be your successor. I don't want to make you lose face …"

Smollhu's hopeful eyes turned to disappointment again, but he raised his head and smiled in agreement, "Of course! I said that even if you weren't my apprentice, we would still be friends, instructing a friend in magic, willing to do so. "

The Wind Speaker Magic was the complete manifestation of the Elf's patience. Among them, the degree of the warping of the syllables was probably the most difficult one to learn in the human world, such as "Black Gray Fertilizer will evaporate, grey and black will fly; Gray Grey Black Fertilizer will evaporate, grey and black will turn into black ash, and grey and gray will turn into black flowers to fly".

Hearing Smile's words, Alec felt his tongue begin to disturb itself. He also understood that in the days of magic, if a spell made a mistake, the consequences would be unthinkable. It was possible that nothing would happen, but there was a high chance that the spell would backfire. That would be as dangerous as a mistake with the accumulation of magic in your body.

"However, almost in the time of the Great Magic Age, the wind magic of the elves had almost been eliminated, so at present, very few people can improve the wind magic from them to a silent magic spell that does not require chanting at all. However, Alec, you are fortunate that I found the wind magic of the elves difficult to remember and not easy to memorize." Smile turned to Elmo and said, "However, almost in the time of the Great Magic Age, the wind magic of the elves has been eliminated.

Alec nodded. "That's true."

Smile. "Then, let us begin. Wind magic is also a kind of mimicry magic, which requires one to use their own magic to create a natural wind effect to transmit objects, or to defend themselves and attack. So, strictly speaking, wind magic is black magic, and not black magic at the same time.

"Follow me." After he finished talking, Shmuel went straight to the second floor.

Alec realized that this magic space was only a simple floor, and the second floor should only be considered a first floor. However, as he saw Smaug walking toward the second floor, Alec was surprised. There really were two floors here!? This magic space didn't seem that different from the real world.

Alec walked up the stairs to the second floor. There was a spacious hall with a fireplace, a carpet, and a wine cabinet in the corner. There were some shelves with long swords placed next to the hall.

Alec looked over. At the junction of the stairs to the second floor, there was actually a staircase leading up to the next floor. He was totally dumbfounded. Just how many floors were there in this place?

Smile took some yellowed notes from a bookcase and showed some of them to Alec, one by one. There were a few general descriptions of how to use the body's elemental frequencies like a piano, the special elements of wind magic throbbing, and Alec tried the methods in the book. He didn't feel that it was too hard.

When Alec finished reading the notes and had an idea of the approximate frequency of the elements, Smollhoof said, "You have to be like me, to concentrate on the magical power in your body and use your own magic. At that moment you have to be like an artist, to know how to make your magic jump, to match the frequency you need. Many people will never be able to feel how the magic in their body works. It's because they lack the sensitivity to magic, and because they don't have the sensitivity, how can they master magic? "

Alec was no stranger to this. He had already mastered the elemental frequency required for the Firefist Technique. He could clearly sense the condensation of the magic power within his body. He then followed Smile's method and activated his magic power at the required frequency.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the wind began to gather, and Alec could not even feel the wind blowing against his body. However, a whirlwind, which seemed to have substance, began to form in the corner of the hall, and even as his hand moved, the whirlwind moved simultaneously, rolling up a chair, and the thick wooden chair was even lifted up by the whirlwind. The wooden chair was suspended in the air, but Alec did not use the force of the whirlwind to do a centrifugal motion.

Alec thought to himself, this is the power of a Grandmaster. Even after becoming a specter, Smile's magic power doesn't seem to have weakened in the slightest.

Smile's hand dropped and the wooden chair fell to the floor. He looked at Alec.

Alec focused his attention and began to sense the magic in his body. His magic sensitivity had increased before, so it was not difficult to sense his magic now. However, even this degree was already impressive for an acolyte.

The magic was the most difficult thing to control. Many people didn't have enough control over magic, and it was because of the lack of magic in their own bodies, but at the moment, when Alec controlled the magic in his body, he was more than qualified to perform these small spells, however, he didn't have the qualifications to do so. On one hand, his magic was lacking, and on the other hand, with the growth of the magic in his body, the control of the magic in his body would become more difficult.

After all, magic was a type of art that sought perfection. The bigger the magic, the more accurate it needed to be. The spellcaster's internal magic couldn't be affected by any mistake, this was a dance on the tip of a blade.

Alec could feel the gathering of the wind element. His own magic power was being consumed, but what followed was the power exchanged by the magic. It was like a creator who could use magic to create the results he needed.

Alec could feel the wind blowing against him. He opened his eyes and a drop of sweat rolled down his forehead. Apparently, it was difficult for him to do that with the help of his magic.

The current began to grow, and the hair on Alec's forehead flew up and down.

Alec could not hold on any longer. He let out a long breath and stopped casting the spell, his body feeling exhausted. This was the first time he had used the Voice of Wind, and although there was a rudiment to it, most of his magic was wasted. Only a small part of it was used to create the air flow loop in front of him.

"This is the first time you've been able to do this. It's already very amazing, you still need to practice more, your body's magic has taken many detours, and this makes you feel tired, wasting fifty-six percent of your magic. If you can improve your efficiency, then what you can do will be much better than now, and at the same time, you will also consume a lot of your magic."

However, the requirement for one's spiritual force, as well as the requirement for one's magic power, was at least a step higher than the current one. At the thought of this, Alec finally felt how lacking his skills were. In terms of magic power, spiritual force, and willpower, there were still many things that needed to be improved.