After Angel returned to the bedroom, he recorded the test data of the Prelude of Reincarnation and the final result of Sanders' conclusion on the notebook. Then I wrote an article about some of his experiences and insights during the reincarnation prelude test.
Although he has not thought about releasing the reincarnation prelude yet, the conclusion of what should be done is still to be done. After all, memories can last forever, but realizations are often fleeting.
The reincarnation prelude test ended with an answer that was neither good nor bad.
Putting away the notebook, Angel took out the notebook Sanders gave him, which recorded the tricks and theories based on the major schools of illusion.
Sanders urged him earnestly, let him first determine a major. In this regard, Angel himself has ideas, but before determining his main school, he decided to start with all the schools, and then compare and choose.
The illusion tricks that Angel has learned now have covered most of the genres. Among these genres, some Angel are more interested in, and the learning progress is also very fast, such as Illusion Formation. There are some things that require talent, and Angel thinks he is incompetent, such as sound magic.
There are many mainstream schools, and most of Angel has practiced.
At present, there are only "Mirage", "True Fantasy" and "Change" left, and he has not yet entered the three genres.
Now that the prelude of reincarnation has ended temporarily, he intends to ask Sanders for advice on some of the problems he encountered during his studies before he leaves.
Because time is also tight, Sanders will leave soon. During this period of time, he could only learn tricks of one genre at most, so how to choose the priority of learning is in front of him.
Mirage, a genre of manipulating the temperature environment, weather changes, and complementing nature, is also one of the two major schools of "world illusion" in the illusion department. True and false, a genre that wanders between truth and falsehood. Change is a genre with thousands of illusions and insight into details.
The most difficult of the three genres is Mirage, of course, the difficulty here refers to the most difficult entry. After learning, in fact, the choice is almost the same. As long as you have time, there is no problem with the entire department. It just depends on your own understanding.
Angel pondered for a moment, and finally decided to put the change department at the top of his study.
Mirage, although it is difficult to get started, Angel used to purify the garden and obtained some related inheritances through Erdes' talent mirage, so he felt that there should be no problem with self-study.
As for true fantasy, Angel heard that Su Mishi was the true wisdom wizard of the true fantasy school, and he returned to the barbaric cave soon after. Although the other party may not point him, but what if. Just in case, for Sanders' sake, Su Mi Shi pointed him to a sentence or two, then it would be easy to get started.
Therefore, after excluding mirages and real illusions, Angel decided to put change first in learning before Sanders left.
Having settled on a genre of study, Ingres began to do deep change-related tricks.
The introductory trick of change is called "Illusionism", which is a second-level trick.
In fact, Angel can achieve the same effect with the basic illusion technique and the nightmare technique, so the illusion technique seems to be useless. But on the contrary, illusion is the top priority of the entire change line.
Because the core of illusion is not illusion, but the convergence of illusion nodes, so as not to be seen through by other wizards. Therefore, the wizards of the illusion department prefer to call the illusion technique - the basic convergence technique.
It can be said that the core of most of the tricks and even the spells of the change series lies in how to converge, hide or even abandon the illusion nodes.
This trick is very useful to Angel. As long as he learns this method, his sense of existence will be weakened by boundless silence before, and his safety will be greatly improved after the illusion of transformation.
For the next time, Angel was obsessed with illusion.
The hour hand on the wall moved slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was evening.
When Angel was in full swing, suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Master Pat, Miss Gloria's student said he wanted to see you. Now he is in the living room on the second floor, does he need to refuse?" When the door opened, Butler Good was standing at the door.
Gloria's disciple? Speyway
Angel's face showed doubts: "Is he looking for me for anything?"
Good shook his head: "I don't know, but Miss Flora just left, and he was left alone."
Angel thought for a moment, then nodded to Goode: "Okay, I see. I'll go over after changing clothes."
After a long while, Angel came to the living room on the second floor, and then lifted the curtain, and saw a handsome young man sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed. A bunch of red raspberry vines hung between the slender and white fingers, and while shaking, he choked leisurely.
That man was Speyway.
Compared to when he was in Sleepless City, Spivey has now clearly accepted his new identity, and looking at his clothes, he seems to be quite comfortable.
It is worth mentioning that Spivey is now a first-level apprentice, and his cultivation speed is much faster than that of Angel.
After Angel entered the door, he nodded to him and sat across from him: "Do you have anything to do with me?"
Spivey swallowed the cranberry vine fruit in his hand, and nodded casually: "It's Flora who has something to do with you, I'm just a messenger."
Angel frowned: "Miss Flora is your mentor. It seems inappropriate for you to call her by her first name."
Spivey waved his hand casually: "Why are you so serious, she's not here anyway. The rules are not obeyed like this, relax."
Angel lowered his eyebrows and did not judge Spivey's attitude again. What he sticks to is not a convention, just a survival wisdom as an apprentice. For a wizard, you must hold absolute respect, otherwise you will anger the wizard, and there is no reason to be killed.
Spivey seems to have adapted to being an apprentice, but obviously has not found the way to survive as an apprentice.
"What does Miss Flora have to do with me?" Angel came straight to the topic.
Spivey curled his lips: "It's not too late to talk about this later, you explain to me first, what happened to the alchemy fantasy that made Greya create?"
Angel: "What does this have to do with you?"
Spivey squinted his eyes, spread his hands on the back of the sofa: "Do you want to answer me, or is there something unspeakable here?"
Angel's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "Is this what Miss Flora asked you to ask?"
"No, it's just my personal curiosity." Spivey laughed, his mouth curling upwards.
"Then why should I explain it to you?" Angel asked, "Or are you ordering me in the capacity of Gluck?"
Spivey's expression dropped instantly. Angel's words were obviously reminding him not to forget his current identity.
Spivey sneered at Angel for a long time, and just when Angel thought he was going to pour out his anger, Spivey suddenly laughed, and the smile was very flattering.
"Brother Pat, can't you solve my doubts?"
The tone of this sentence, said in a thousand twists and turns, is full of coquettishness. Especially when calling Angel's name, the deliberately long tail tone gave him goosebumps.
Angel now understands a little, why the people of the Dark Night's Edge always look disgusted when they mention Gerak, and even call him the little devil because this guy is completely shameless and skinless.
Such a shameless wizard is also a wonderful flower.
Seeing that Angel had been silent, Spivey widened his eyes and looked at him innocently: "Just tell me, I'm just curious. I promise not to tell outsiders."
Angel rolled his eyes in his heart, his face still cold: "If you really want to know, go to the ancient river beach auction in the cold moon, I will have a work of alchemy illusion auctioned there."
Spivey paused for a moment, his expression changed, and he pretended to be pitiful: "Aren't we all from the lineage of master magicians, why should we be so divided?"
Angel did not respond to the various pleadings behind Spivey.
Spivey twitched the corners of his mouth: "I'm sure, your alchemy fantasy must be tricky, it's definitely not like the rumors from the outside world."
Angel looked at him quietly, as if looking at a fool.
Spivey: "Okay, just buy it! The ancient river beach, right? I'll buy it at that time. As the photographer, I want to ask some related questions. You won't say anything, right?"
Angel: "Wait until you buy it."
That's what Angel said, but he said silently in his heart: When you buy it and go back to the Savage Cave, I guess I've already left...
Seeing that Angel's oil and salt were not getting in, Spivey finally gave up the questioning, and said his intentions with a dull expression.
"It's not a big deal for Flora to find you, just let me tell you, when you're free, do her a favor..."
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After Spivey left, Angel sat on the sofa and was silent for a while.
His expression was slightly sad.
It wasn't until Butler Good came in with a cup of sap dripping from the milk fruit tree that Angel came back to his senses.
"I won't drink it now, give it to Whibiton." After Angel declined, he stood up and walked outside.
Goode paused slightly, and this was the first time Angel refused. Goode looked back at the direction Angel left, and found that he did not return to the bedroom, but went out and walked towards the outside of the Magic Island.
"It's a little strange." Goode murmured in a low voice.
"Grandpa, what's so strange?" Wibiton's voice sounded from the side. Looking back, Wibiton got out of nowhere and came to his side.
Goode turned his head and patted his head fiercely: "How many times have I said it, how can you not remember your head, you can't call me that here."
Whipton pursed his lips, "Okay, grandpa... Butler Good, what were you muttering just now. What's strange or not?"
Goode handed the sap in his hand to Whipton: "It's nothing, you take this and drink it, the master gave it to you."