C16 Magic failure

The sad and beautiful love story was always able to move the young girl's heart the most. With the gentle and pleasant narration of the young man, Montana's heart was also moved. Although she had never stopped a man's adoration and pursuit, Montana had never been in a relationship before.

"What is Jian Jia?"

"It is a kind of reed. The reeds by the river are green and pale, and the dew of late autumn congeals into frost. The person I was thinking about was on the other side of the river. "

Mmm." He started to recite Jian Jia's lyrics in a low voice, which touched Montana's heart. The way she looked at him was already different. The young man in front of her was not only a dual practitioner of magic and martial arts, but also a great poet. Since ancient times, poets had always been extremely destructive towards young girls. Not to mention a poet who cultivated both magic and martial arts. When Montana heard the meaning of the lyrics, she completely believed that the lyrics of the song were written by him.

Montana repeated in a low voice. For a moment, she was deeply mesmerized, as if she was looking at the scene in Jian Jia's room. On the other side of the lake, a youth was gazing at her from afar. She looked back, but the other side of the lake was hazy and she couldn't see anything clearly. The mist was drifting over the lake, the reeds were blowing in the wind, and the wind was echoing with the low, sweet song of the man.

Montana squinted at the lake with her amethyst eyes, as if her eyes could see through the mist to the other side. She did not notice that he was already close to her, only inches from her.

The deep and melodious song echoed in Montana's ears, and she took the opportunity to close the distance between them. She thought of the flirtatious look in Nan Bo's eyes when he left, and smelled the enchanting scent from Montana's body. What he didn't know was that the fragrance of Montana's body was a seductive fragrance. Being attracted by this seductive fragrance, he unconsciously became intoxicated. Fascinating, he moved closer to Montana, looking at her beautiful and seductive face. Even he himself did not know how he had wrapped his arms around Montana's waist.

Montana was awakened by his embrace, her face painted red, her pink cheeks like two blossoming peach blossoms, and he was mesmerized.

This was the first time she was hugged by a man, except of course for her father. Montana turned her head, and the two of them accidentally touched lips.

Naturally, he would not let go of such a great opportunity and took the opportunity to tightly hug Montana.

"Ah!"

The pain in his lips made him let go. Montana pushed him away, blushing, and ran into the woods.

His lips were already bleeding, and as he touched his lips, they were already swollen. He smiled bitterly and said, "Montana, you are too ruthless. I only kissed you once, is there a need to be so ruthless?"

In the Kadri continent, a kiss was nothing. Among the aristocrats, the etiquette included a handshake, a forehead kiss, a cheek kiss, and even a kiss. However, kissing etiquette was extremely rare. Normally, it was just a handshake, and kissing hands was a formality between opposite sex. Generally, it was a man kissing a woman. "If a lady has a higher status, then a man of a lower status will have to kneel on one knee and kiss her with this courtesy.

Kiss the forehead gift is usually used by the senior generation on the younger generation, not limited to men and women, and kiss the cheek gift is between the same generation or better friendship among the companions of the etiquette.

As he watched Montana run off into the woods, he wanted to comfort her, but just as he kissed her, he was too embarrassed to follow her. Besides, his lips were already swollen, and if Nan Bo and Terry saw him like that, they would laugh at him.

Staring at Montana's fish hanging from the tree by the lake, he bellowed angrily at the lake. With a casual wave of his hand, a palm-sized fire lotus flew out from his hand and smashed into the lake.

"Puff."

The water in the lake was splashed by the fire lotuses that were released from his hands, forming a deep puddle. He looked at his hands in surprise. Just like before, he seemed to have seen a magical beast that he had never seen or heard of before. He didn't even look at the dead fish that were floating on the surface of the lake. He just stared blankly at his hands.

"Mine …"

Just as he was about to praise False God, he suddenly recalled the words spoken by the sturdy figure inside the fire lotus. He immediately stopped after saying those two words. Looking at his own hand, he shook it, but there was nothing in it.

"Fire Lotus, I didn't chant any incantations just now!"

With his mouth agape, he stared at the dead fish floating on the surface of the lake. He couldn't understand why he didn't say a single word or chant any fire magic incantations. Instead, a fire lotus suddenly flew out from his hand! When he had threatened Terry with his body, a fire lotus had appeared in his hand, and he had not chanted a single incantation at that time. Just now, he was lying there in a daze because he realized that he didn't chant any incantations. Instead, a fire lotus appeared in his hand. Afterwards, he tried once again not to chant any magic incantations, hoping to make the fire lotus appear in his hands again. Unfortunately, he did not succeed.

However, this time, he could swear to the silhouette that he really did not chant any incantations. He did not even utter a single word as the fire lotuses flew out from his hands in his rage, causing casualties for the Water race. A few dead fish floating on the surface of the lake stared at him with dull eyes. He shook his hand furiously, but there was nothing on it. Not even a spark.

"Oi, Fire Lotus, you must have heard what I said right? Quickly come out, stop messing with me."

He did not dare to shout out loud, because that would make Montana think he was crazy. No one answered him, nor did the fire lotus appear. Other than the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, there was no other sound. With a troubled expression, he looked at the dead fish on the surface of the lake. He used a branch to hook the dead fish over to the shore. Ye Zichen squatted on the ground and stared at the dead fish. It seemed like these dead fish were even more attractive than Montana.

A wisp of purple hair peeked out of the trees, and Montana thought that he would come running with her, but she did not hear him. Staying in the woods for a while, he still didn't see or hear the sound of the man's voice. Montana peeked her head out from behind the tree, both angry and curious. She saw that he was squatting on the ground, staring at a few dead fish.

Stomping her foot, Montana angrily thought, "Could it be that the attraction of these dead fishes is even greater than mine? Didn't father tell me that with my appearance, I can charm all the men in the world?" Furthermore, the bewitching fragrance that I was born with was something that no man could resist. Furthermore, bewitching beauty wasn't all of the beauties in the world. Didn't Father say that as long as one is a man, they would fall in love with me and become infatuated with me? "

She looked at him again and for the first time wondered why this young man would rather look at the dead fish than comfort himself.

He did not know what Montana was thinking. He was troubled by his own looming magic, turning the dead fish over in the branches, and he did not understand what was going on. In the whole of Liya, all magicians had to learn complicated and long magic spells. Only after learning and chanting the magic spells would they be able to release the magic.

But just now, he didn't even chant any magic incantations, and didn't even say a single word. The fire lotus appeared out of thin air, drilled into the lake, killed a few unlucky fish, and then disappeared without a trace. There were no injuries on the fish. They were killed by the explosion of the fire lotuses in the water. The powerful explosion and impact killed the fish in an instant.

"How can I use the fire lotus again?"

After staring at the dead fish for a long time, he couldn't find anything. He shook his hand, hoping that the fire lotus would appear. However, his hands were trembling so badly that they were almost cramping, and there wasn't even a hint of sparks to be seen. He didn't know whether or not he would be able to release the fire lotuses. If he wasn't able to, then he would be eaten to death by the magical beasts in the future. How was he going to catch the magical beasts that Katyusha wanted? How was he going to survive if he were to roar at the mountains from now on?

"The greatest Fal, I praise you, in the name of light and warmth …"

After all, just when he had wanted to obtain the fire lotus, the fire lotus had run off to who knew where. When he didn't want it, the fire lotus would come out by itself. What would he do if he encountered a magical beast in the future? practically all of the fire incantations were chanted by him, but it was very quiet. He didn't even summon a single spark.

He had just started cultivating magic, so he could summon a candle flame. Now, he seemed to have lost all his magic, not even giving him the slightest bit of face. He recited all the fire incantations he knew, but there was still no sound at all.

The reason why he had decided to come to the Mo-Li mountain range and prepare to enter the forest of the Infernal domain was because he knew how to use fire magic. If he lost all his magic and dared to enter the mountain range, it would be a very risky thing to do. Entering the forest of the Infernal domain was like delivering refreshments to the magical beasts.

"Flaming Lotus Flower, come out. I'm warning you, don't toy with me, or else I'll be falling out with you."

He flung his hand, which was already starting to cramp. He was desperately thinking of the possibility of a fire lotus appearing in his palm. But it was empty. Nothing appeared in his palm, and his hand began to cramp. As he sat on the grass by the lake, a few of the fishes stared at him with mocking eyes.

He kicked some fish deep into the grass and dropped to the ground, staring up at the cloudy blue sky. The sun was shining brightly on him, but he felt cold all the way down to his skin.

"Magic, oh fire lotus, the kind of magic I rely on to catch monsters!"

With his mouth wide open, he stretched his hands out to the sky, staring at the white clouds above his head. He had forgotten about the kiss he had just made with Montana. The suddenly lost magic, the faintly discernible fire lotus, was like a carrot that was tied in front of the donkey. It could be seen, but not eaten.

Remembering the figure he saw, he couldn't help but point his index finger high into the sky. Could it be that the fire lotus with the purest source of fire magic in the world and the godlike figure were making fun of him? Otherwise, why would he have lost all his magic? He thought his magic would be even more amazing than before.

Montana watched as he laid on the ground, staring blankly at the sky. She couldn't understand. Was the stolen kiss just like that? She was so angry that she used her jade-like hands to grab the leaves of the tree. The branches that hung down from the tree turned into dried branches and withered leaves in the blink of an eye.

He closed his eyes and placed his hands on the back of his head. The sudden departure of the spell made him forget about the kiss he had just given Montana. Right now, his mind was in a mess, so he decided to just lie down on the grass and close his eyes to rest. Since fire magic was no longer effective, he knew that there was no point in being anxious. It was best to quickly think of something.

"How did I release the fire lotus just now? "My magic shouldn't have completely disappeared. The fire lotus appeared in my hand just now. What was I doing at that time? What was I thinking?"

As he was trying to get his thoughts straight, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist. When he opened his eyes, he saw Montana's angry and pouting eyes. Only then did he remember that he had caused trouble. Staring at Montana's beautiful yet deep purple eyes, which were as beautiful as Perseus' sea of consciousness, he once again lost himself in them.

The anger shooting out of Montana's eyes caused a "whoosh, whoosh" sound to ring out from behind him. He timidly avoided Montana's aggressive gaze and recalled how blissfully he had stolen her kiss. But when he remembered that his magic had failed, his heart was empty.

"You, you …"

Montana stamped her feet and pointed at him. She was embarrassed and annoyed, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

He took the opportunity to grab Montana's outstretched hand and knelt on one knee. He put Montana's hand to his lips and kissed it affectionately.

"Montana, my dear girl, from the first moment I laid eyes on you, I knew that my heart belonged to you and would always belong to you. Please accept a sincere heart that loves you! "

Montana's face reddened. She tried to take her hand away from him, but he held her hand tightly and looked at her affectionately.

"Your fluttering long hair is the rainbow in the sky, the deep and beautiful Persephone Sea is your eyes, the suet jade is your skin, and the heaven's kite is your face. The flower spirits will be ashamed of you, and the birds will fall from the sky for you. "The Divine Brush can't describe your beauty, and the poem can't recite your charm. The fairy that fell into the mortal world is your name …"

The beautiful words flowed endlessly from his mouth like a spring. The words of praise made Montana's face turn as red as the sunset.

Although her head was lowered, in her heart, Montana was very happy. In fact, a smile was playing at the corner of her lips. No girl or woman could refuse his praise. Montana was just a girl who had never experienced love before. She was filled with longing and fantasies about it. The young man was so talented that not only did he cultivate both magic and martial arts, but he also had this kind of literary talent.

"In front of you, I am that insignificant little grass, spitting out all of its own green for you. In front of you, I am the lost lamb, and beside you is my heaven. "Dear Montana, please accept my sincere and beloved heart!"

"The shadow told me to bring Mona with me. Montana treated me very well today, which is like the difference between yesterday's cold politeness and the attitude she showed me today," he thought to himself, noticing the smile at the corner of Montana's mouth. Maybe this is the compensation for losing my magic. Maybe with Montana, I can recover my magic quickly! "

"Puchi …"

The words that had just come out of the man's mouth finally made Montana laugh. Qiubo turned to look at him. "Enough. Hurry up and get up."

He shook his head and said resolutely, "No. If you don't agree, then I'll kneel here and wait for your agreement."

The leather-faced Michaels took the opportunity to kiss Montana's hand, and the seductive fragrance seeped into his nostrils, intoxicating him for a moment. Montana pulled him up from the ground. She had a good impression of this young man who had risked his life to save her, but she didn't dare to show it. Remembering her heavy responsibilities, she had no choice but to be distant from him. At this moment, her heart had been completely moved by Mi Te Si. Those beautiful lines of poetry had completely captivated Montana, especially Jian Jia. She had completely captured Montana's heart.

"What were you daydreaming about just now?"

With a frown, he took the opportunity to hug Montana's slender waist. "Dear Montana, I've discovered that my magic has failed. What should I do?"

Montana was shocked as well. "How can that be? Your injuries have already been completely healed, your magic has been restored, and your spiritual energy is so numerous. How can your magic not work?"

"Dearest, what is this spiritual force used for? Can you explain it to me?"

Staring at him, Montana smacked him hard on the head. "You call yourself a mage. You don't even know what spiritual energy you have." Spiritual energy was something that represented a mage's rank. The stronger the spiritual energy, the more proficient one would be in using magic. The higher the rank of magic you can use, the spiritual force is the power of your magic. "

"Mental strength uses the power of magic, so how does one cultivate it, and what about my mental strength?"

"Mental strength is cultivated through meditation. Oh, Mies, in my opinion, you are an impostor. How come you don't even understand how to train your mental strength?" "Which magus academy did you study magic at? Who is your magic teacher?"

"I haven't been to any of the academies," he said, holding Mona. "I haven't learned magic for even a single day, and I don't have any magic teachers. My magic depends on this thing cultivating on its own."

From the leather bag in his hands, he took out a piece of parchment. Montana took it and examined it carefully. He had no idea how precious this piece of parchment was. If Katyasha was here, she would definitely have swollen his pig head and let others see such a high-level magic. It had to be known that the magic on this piece of parchment could allow many mages to smash their brains to snatch it away!

"Montana, darling, what do you think is the problem? The magic on this piece of parchment couldn't be fake, right? That witch Katyusa, she has never shown me any kind intentions. "

Montana looked at him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. It was as though she was looking at a fool. Her heart felt like it was being poured into a jar, she didn't know what to feel.

This is advanced fire magic. A person who hasn't received any training from the Magic Academy nor has received any guidance from any mages and hasn't learned any magic, just by looking at this piece of parchment, he was able to cultivate such a brilliant fire magic. As expected of a person with a natural fire constitution. "It's just that with this kind of talent, he's simply too frightening. If he received formal training and had a good teacher to guide him …"

Montana looked at him. This young man is a piece of unpolished jade, waiting for someone to develop it.

"You must keep this piece of parchment well, don't let others see it. This is a high-grade fire magic!"

He felt that there was no need for him to hide anything from Montana, so he casually stuffed the parchment into his arms. "Sigh, so what Witch gave me was really an advanced fire magic. But dear Montana, I can't even release a single spark right now!"