Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Chapter 32 Monica Padridge

"Yes, Viscount Gordon should have mentioned me to you in his letter. My name is Ron Arnold. I'm sorry to trouble you this time, Dean."

After all, Ron was asking for help, so Ron kept his attitude very low. Viscount Gordon reminded him that the other person was highly respected and served as the dean of the magic department in the academy.

He is also a top magician himself, and the scene just now should be some kind of magic activated by the other party.

"No, I recognized you from your hair color. The hair color is as bright as flames. Only the Arnold family in the Carlo Kingdom has such color hair."

The woman smiled, and a short stick that looked like a branch appeared in her hand. She waved it gently, and a log appeared in front of Ron, "Please sit down."

Ron suppressed his curiosity, said thank you and sat down.

From what the other party said, it seemed that his hair color was rare. When he was in the territory before, everyone around him was used to it, and Ron thought it was very common. However, every generation has red hair. It seems that the blood of the ancestors is very strong.

After sitting down, Ron had time to observe the surroundings. This was a room full of natural atmosphere. All kinds of things that could be seen everywhere in the forest made this harmonious room.

Ron withdrew his gaze and asked the woman: "Family records show that our ancestors were born as commoners and were not nobles at that time. Dean, you said that only people from the Arnold family had red hair like this. Isn't that a bit incorrect?"

The woman looked friendly and said: "You don't have to call me the dean all the time. I prefer people to call me Monica than the title of my position. Viscount Gordon didn't tell you everything, my name is Monica Padre strange."

Ron nodded and took note, calling 'Ms. Monica'.

Dean Monica continued the previous topic and said, "Your hair color is not inherited from your great-grandfather, but from your great-grandmother."

While talking, Monica seemed to be recalling: "She has long, bright hair like flames, very beautiful."

Ron blinked his eyes when he heard Monica speak in a sad tone, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

That must have been more than a hundred years ago. If I had seen the lady in front of me, she must have been a hundred years old.

Judging from Monica's face, she is 60 years old at most.

Could it be magic?

Ron didn't know. He knew too little about Monica to make a judgment.

"Going far, I have read the letter sent by Viscount Gordon. You are here to check your magic talent." Monica got down to business.

"Yes, Ms. Monica. If you have time, I would also like to hear you talk about magic. After all, you are the most powerful magician I have ever encountered. I'm afraid I won't be so lucky next time. It's time." Although he didn't know what level of magic the other party had, this did not prevent Ron from flattering him.

Being able to serve as the dean of the magic department in the Kingdom's Noble Academy is impossible without two brushes.

"I really have nothing to do recently. Okay, before I check you, let me tell you the basics of learning magic."

Monica did not refuse, the short branch staff appeared in her hand again, and an invisible energy poured into the magic staff from her body.

Immediately afterwards, several energy spheres appeared around the magic wand in Ron's eyes, circling at a constant speed.

Monica's voice then sounded, "There are two conditions required to cast magic. One is magic power, which requires the magician to meditate and practice."

"The second is to chant magic incantations. Each magic has a specific incantation. This needs to be memorized regularly. You can't make a mistake by even half, otherwise the cast will fail."

The explanation of magic was similar to Ron's imagination, and it was in line with his impression of magicians, but he had often heard that magic without chanting was faster.

"Is there anyone who can cast magic without chanting?" Ron asked curiously. Monica had shown several magic spells in front of him before, but he had never seen her chant a spell.

"You are very smart."

Monica smiled and praised, and then said: "That is a relatively advanced question. To put it simply, all the magic in the world now is created by magicians who use another language to 'explain' the laws of the world's operation. of."

"When you fully understand this rule, your magic will no longer be limited to spells, but will appear naturally as you move with your heart."

When Monica said this, a confident smile appeared on her face.

Ron suddenly understood and couldn't help but said: "No wonder magicians are a group of people who pursue the truth."

This was the first time Monica heard this statement. She smiled and said, "That's right. The world is the truth."

After seeing Ron's understanding, Monica continued to explain, "Just like living things are divided into types, the same is true for magic."

"We divide magic into dozens of categories such as elemental, healing, summoning, and spiritual."

so much?

Ron was surprised. It seemed that the magicians had studied magic thoroughly.

"Theoretically, a magician can use any magic, but because of his magic talent, it is faster to learn and cast a series of magic that he is good at."

Monica said and demonstrated, "For example, my talent is related to the plant magic in the natural system."

Before he finished speaking, Ron had not yet reacted. The natural furniture around him seemed to be reborn, with branches and leaves growing wildly in just a few seconds, turning the entire house into a forest.

A red fruit hung from the branch and dangled in front of Ron's eyes.

Monica smiled softly, stretched out her hand to pick off the fruit, handed it to Ron and said, "Try it, it tastes very good."

"Thanks."

Ron suppressed the shock in his heart. Is this magic? !

Amazing.

Huh?

This fruit.

Ron took a bite. It tasted sweet and sour, and he could still eat it without peeling off the skin.

Out of curiosity, Ron checked the fruit information, but to his surprise, it was of green quality.

【Red Flame Snake Fruit (Green)】

【picture】

[Entry 1: Fire source (white)]

[Entry 2: Snake Mother (White)]

[Fire source (white): Increase fire attribute affinity in a short time]

[Snake mother (white): Snakes will regard you as the same kind and will not take the initiative to attack]

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Activate magic at will, and the fruits that grow will be of green quality and carry two entries!

Ron had a deep understanding of Monica's strength. The particularly kind-looking dean in front of him was not that simple, he was definitely a giant!

It looks like there are more than two brushes.

He looks like he is looking at the other person's character card, but has no reason to touch it. Acting rashly will make the other person less favorable and suspicious.

Giving up on this idea, Ron ate the fruit while listening to Monica continue to show her magic. She raised her magic wand slightly, and a small flame appeared out of thin air.

"This is a fire magic that I cast with the same magic power as before. As you can see, the effect is very different. This is the reason for the magic talent."

Monica put away her magic wand and the fire disappeared, but the surroundings were still green. It seemed that she really liked nature.

With comparison, Ron gradually understood the meaning of magical talent.

The same amount of magic power is far more effective when casting magic that you are good at than magic that you are not good at.

Just like an elemental mage who wants to cast healing magic that he is not good at, he needs to use several times or even hundreds of times the usual magic power before the healing magic can be successfully cast.

After that, Monica gave Ron a magic lesson for more than an hour, and she stopped only when her mouth was dry.

"I almost forgot what you came here to do, but thanks to you, I can experience the feeling of being an academy teacher again."

Monica was all smiles, and Ron apologized immediately, "Ms. Monica, I'm sorry. What you said has benefited me a lot. I guess your former students also forgot the time like me."

"Haha, they are not as smart as you. Okay, don't forget about business, let's see how your talent is."

Monica chuckled a few times, then conjured a magic crystal ball and floated it in front of Ron.