Back in the tent, Hyde continued to explain space magic, but found that Dilling was a little absent-minded.
"How many fire elements and water elements must be required to cause the maximum distortion of one square meter of space?" Hyde asked coldly.
Dilling tried desperately to calculate, but no matter how he thought, Heidein's face was dangling in his mind and in front of his eyes. All those knowledges were closed, and they couldn't break in.
Heidein's face gradually darkened, "What are you thinking?"
Of course you can't answer truthfully. Dilling lowered his head, "homesick."
Hyde raised an eyebrow. He grew up in St. Pades and never had the concept of home, nor did his friends around him, so "homesick" was an extremely unfamiliar word for him.
"You just came home before," he said.
"Well." Dilling couldn't go on, because he actually started to feel homesick.
Hydein thought for a while and said, "It's time for a holiday."
Each college has a fixed family holiday every year. Dilling figured it out, there was still more than a month left.
"If things go well here, you can go home early." Heidein said.
"Can I invite my mentor to come back with me?" Dilling looked at him expectantly.
Hydein frowned and said, "Why?"
"… There's almost going to be a new batch of coffee tributes at the palace."
"You bring it to school."
"..." So, this was rejected? Dilling felt depressed.
Heideyin watched Di Lin's beautiful face gradually revealing a heroic spirit, and was shocked to realize that this young man who was calm and steady when he first met did not know when he gradually withdrew his heart in front of him. He was no longer alert and reserved, and often revealed his age. matching emotions.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Di Lin couldn't help but raise his head. He happened to meet his exploratory stare, and his face turned red.
Heidein said: "You like blushing a lot lately?"
recent
Dilling recalled, it is true that he often blushed because of Hydein's words or expressions a long time ago, but he didn't think about it at that time, so he didn't realize that his feelings towards Hydein unknowingly changed. Feeling.
"It's too hot." He popped out such a reason.
Heidein said: "If you have any other excuses, you can say it together. After that, go to sleep and continue to study tomorrow."
Dilling could hear the impatience in his voice, and all the reverie that remained in his heart disappeared immediately. At present, the pressure of Hyde as the main set of space magic can be imagined. But he is still thinking about these things right now! He felt guilty in his heart, and quickly cheered up: "No, I can do it now."
Hydein glanced at him, and those green eyes really recovered the seriousness and firmness of the afternoon, and then nodded with satisfaction, "It's not impossible to consider going to Shaman Lille."
"..." Di Lin's heart swayed, almost giving up all his previous efforts!
time does not wait. Just as they were making preliminary preparations for setting up space magic, the sandstorm was about a mile and a half closer. Pamela's roar became more and more frequent and hoarse, and the three camps in the east, middle and west were covered with a strong atmosphere of tension. Fortunately, Chai Fuang finally arrived with the volunteers from St. Pardes College, and the strength of the freshmen finally loosened the tight strings of the barracks.
Hydein simply left Dilling to Chai Fuang, and let him take his students and other magicians to simulate and run in space magic. He and Melina Bradley and others studied the replica magic circle. Once theoretical feasibility develops into reality, it becomes difficult.
The St. Pardes School of Magic and the Magic Guild mobilized resources from all over the continent to collect the resources of two copying magic circles. Some of them are still used as substitutes. It is still unknown whether they can exert the expected power.
On the seventh day, the sandstorm was only six miles away from the front line.
Merina stood on the unfinished magic circle, took out a comb to straighten her knotted hair, shook her head and said, "That won't work."
In fact, everyone has realized that it is not feasible to set up a space magic that can block the sandstorm. But no one wants to say it first, because once they say it, it means giving up. This is the best way so far.
Bradley turned to look at Heidein, as if hoping that he would say something amazing again to turn the tide.
Due to the limitation of human and material resources in reality, Hyde is a genius magician whose theory far exceeds practice. No one in St. Pardes wanted to practice with him, either as a helper or as an opponent. So he was very calm about this failure, just like the experiment failed.
"Well, think of another way." He was very satisfied with being able to make a copy magic circle with his own hands.
Bradley asked, "What can I do?" If the Magic Guild and St. Pardes join forces this time and try their best to keep Dabei City, then it is conceivable that the magician's status and prestige in the Dreamland will inevitably increase. There has been a decline, and the Light God Society and the Knights Guild must take the opportunity to expand.
This is definitely not what he would like to see.
"Have you found Neia?" Hydein suddenly asked an irrelevant question.
But at this time, Bradley had already sent someone to ask the question no matter how abrupt the question was. Since Hyde is still obsessed with this issue at this time, it means that this issue is definitely not as simple as it seems.
The question was quickly answered, and Pamela said it herself.
In just ten days, she seemed to have aged by a dozen years, the skin on her face was completely cracked, her lips were dry, and if it wasn't for speaking, she would spit stars, almost making people think she was just a little girl. A walking mummy.
"What are you doing with Prince Neia?" The thought in her head was the same as that of Bradley. At times like this, no one thinks about trivial things for no reason.
Hydein let go, "Ask him one thing."
"What's the matter?" Pamela pressed step by step.
Hyde raised his eyebrows and looked down at her.
Pamela took a deep breath, "Come to my tent later."
Brandy's eyes gleamed. It seemed that there was indeed some secret about this Prince Neia, otherwise Pamela's attitude would not have been so different before and after. He looked at Heidein and seemed to be weighing the possibility of poking his way out of him.
Feeling his attention, Hydein smiled slightly.
"..." thought Bradley, and let's start with Pamela.
Pamela waited in the tent for more than an hour before Hydein and Dilling walked over slowly.
When Pamela waited for them to step into the tent, she slapped the table and stood up, her eyes fierce as if she was going to swallow them.
Both Hydein and Dilling looked as usual.
Seeing that they were indifferent, Pamela was even more angry, "Why are you here so late? Do you know how much time you've wasted on me?"
"do not know."
"Didn't I ask you to come in a while?" Anger burst out from the sallow face.
Hydein shrugged: "Obviously there is a gap in understanding between your moment and mine."
"You..." Knowing that he was amusing himself, Pamela couldn't find anything wrong. After a while, the word was really too vague, she calmed down a little, knowing that she was just wasting time when she struggled, and then said, "Why do you have to find Prince Neia?"
Only then did Dilling know that Hydein came to her for this question.
Heidein said, "Where is he?"
Pamela said solemnly, "If you don't say the reason, I won't."
Heiden looked at her silently.
Pamela said: "Prince Neia's whereabouts are the top secrets of the palace."
Dilling was taken aback. Could it be that the secret mission Neia was carrying out was important and dangerous? In this way, it is really inconvenient for me to get to the bottom of it. He looked at Heidein, hesitating how to persuade him to give up this idea, but he heard him say slowly: "So he is in Dabei City."
Pamela's blood-red face turned white, and she said coldly, "Don't be smart."
"If it's not in Dabei City, there's no reason for you to know such top secrets of the royal palace." Hydein said leisurely.
Only then did Pamela know that she had inadvertently revealed clues, and she glared at him.
"Perhaps, he is the only one who can relieve the catastrophe of Langzain." Hydein left a meaningful sentence, turned around and pulled Dilling out.
Looking at his grabbed arm, Di Lin had mixed feelings. It seems that when he doesn't know it again, Hydein will habitually pull himself up. Is it because he was afraid that he would get lost? Or... something else
Di Lin's expression is still very calm, but his mind is unrestrained and does not know where to think.
As soon as Hydein got out of the tent, he waited for Di Lin to take the initiative to ask himself about Neia, but after waiting for a long time, he found that the other party was staring blankly at his arm, completely absent-minded, and immediately said unpleasantly, "Are you here? What are you thinking?"
"Thinking about... Neia." Dilling's abilities became stronger and stronger on the spot.
"What did you come up with?"
Only then did Dilling take his mind back, "Nia can really solve this crisis?" If Neia could, why did he ask himself for help in the first place, and watch Langzan fall to the point where he is today ? But Hydein's words are rarely wrong...
"I'm just guessing." Heidein said, "He has a god-level curse on him."
"I remember." Dilling recalled the night he sneaked into the library, "Is that curse very powerful?"
"What do you think?" Hydein asked.
Dilling said, "Can you untie it?"
Heidein thought for a while, "I don't know. Maybe it will take a lot of time, maybe it will be useless."
Dilling was genuinely surprised. In his opinion, Hydein's magical strength can already be ranked in the top three of the entire continent, and even he is not sure about the god-level curse, so how strong should the person who cast the spell be
Heidein said: "Do you know what the source of the power of the Light God Society is?"
Dilling blurted out: "God of Light." Shaman Lille also has many followers of the Light God Society, and even the emperor of Shaman Lille is the nominal godson of the Pope of the Light God Society, so his teaching on the God Society is still slightly understood.
Hydein smiled meaningfully.
Dilling reacted suddenly, stunned.
If that's the case, then what's hiding behind this dust storm is...