"Weightless magic is the simplest magic, like wind, fire or thunder, it's just a simple transformation of magic power"
"Secondly, there are solid but inanimate magic, such as earth or water, which require the use of magic to construct other substances, which is much more difficult."
"The most difficult thing is the magic that involves life, such as the magic of the wood attribute. Let the trees sprout and grow in a short time, and create a large number of vines. This part is quite troublesome, and it consumes a lot of magic power. Very tall magicians usually don't use this type of magic on a large scale."
In the city lord's mansion of Yuxi City, Felita in a magic robe was holding a book and narrating in a flat tone.
The siblings sitting at the small wooden table, Yama and Yaqian, are concentrating on taking notes.
"For example, the flower arrangement in this vase. If you use wood attribute magic, you can do such a thing."
She raised her hand, and lightly tapped the petals with her white fingers.
The yellow flowers that had already turned yellow and withered seemed to suddenly glow with new vitality, and began to slowly return to their delicate and charming appearance, and finally completely returned to the most beautiful time. There was a small flower bud on it, and Felita also touched it, and the flower bud suddenly bloomed slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Both Yama and Yaqian stared at the changes in the flower arrangement with wide eyes.
Felita was completely calm about this, lowered her hand, and continued:
"So, below the third level, it is better not to touch magic that involves life. Also, even magic can't resurrect a person, and you should never try this. I plan to tell you about this part in two to three years. Now Your learning content is mainly in the second stage."
"Let's end today's class here, and the homework part will be left to you. The next class will be in the next year, and you can't slack off during the Spring Festival. Even if you can't use magic every day, you should always remember about the chant and magic circle. Carve a trace in your mind. This way you can open your mouth and come when you use it, so you won't stumble."
Yama and Yaqian nodded like chickens pecking rice in a hurry.
Yama has been learning magic with Felita for a longer period of time. In contrast, Yaqian has only recently learned these things with her brother. Although many of them are still incomprehensible, she also tries hard to memorize those difficult and obscure pronunciations. Sometimes, if she is lucky, she can use a small fire magic, although it is only about as small as a little finger.
Felita put away the magic book in her hand, and left the classroom calmly and gracefully.
Behind her, both Yama and Yaqian breathed a sigh of relief.
"I feel that Teacher Felita is so strict... She is a very powerful person. How should I put it, it is the kind of person who is difficult to get close to others."
Yaqian sighed softly while collecting the papers on the table.
Yama replied disdainfully:
"Does Master still need to get close to anyone? Master is so arrogant, it's normal that no one looks down on him."
Powerful and beautiful, this is a magician.
Yama had seen Felita use magic a long time ago, even though he was still very young now. He remembered that when he just remembered, he had witnessed Felita standing on the city wall, holding up the staff, killing all the demons under the city wall. At that time, Yama was full of longing for Felita Emotion, so being her apprentice has always been something that Yama is deeply proud of.
What he didn't know was that after Felita left the classroom and returned to her room, the first thing she did was to close the door.
She gently unbuttoned the magic robe, and the soft satin robe slipped to the ground.
"Ah... my lord..."
She quickly got into the bed, found a haori, and buried her face deeply in it.
Sniffing hard. Rubbing hard. Perceived wholeheartedly.
Then, different from the awe-inspiring appearance during the lecture, his eyes gradually became blurred. The ruddy cheeks were pressed against the men's haori, and while the sound of breathing became more and more obvious, Felita hugged a ball of clothes tightly, her body curled up, and her face was filled with a happy smile.
But not long after, she got up staggeringly again, sniffed lightly, and said to herself in frustration:
"The smell of the master dissipated..."
Clothes that have been worn a few times don't smell too much, not to mention that Alaya has always been diligent in washing clothes. After rubbing and hugging for several nights in a row, it is quite normal for the original smell to dissipate.
But Felita seemed to have experienced something extremely painful, with her fingers inserted in her pure white hair, her eyes widened, and she sat on the edge of the bed. He muttered to himself, and his eyes were completely unfocused.
"No... if you don't smell like the owner..."
"If you don't have the taste of the master..."
"If you don't have the taste of the owner..."
Felita's head was shaking from side to side, and her neck seemed to be broken. Hands clenched Haori tightly, and the interval between each breath became longer and longer. Suddenly, her eyes brightened, as if thinking of something, she quickly got up and put on her magic robe again, put the magic hat on her head, and ran out in a hurry.
At this time, Yama and Yaqian were just about to leave the City Lord's Mansion, and there was only one room between them.
Yama carried a small cloth bag and said:
"Master, she will never bow her head to anyone, and will never yield to anyone. Because she is like a god in the sky, always high above."
Yaqian nodded with a half understanding.
At this time, Felita had already rushed to the bedroom of the city master, turning the neat sheets into a mess. She quickly opened the closet, opened the drawers, searched left and right, and finally found a folded quilt in the closet. Felita dragged the quilt to the bed almost as quickly as lightning, and she also jumped up, skillfully holding one end of the quilt and rolling, and was directly wrapped in it.
She took a deep breath until her lungs couldn't hold any more air.
The expression on his face instantly became full of happiness.
The feeling of being wrapped in happiness, the feeling of being in the world of bliss.
Fillita rolled happily on the bed.
A head of snow-white long hair became messy.
It is completely the image of squatting at home.
Even worse than that.
The magic hat was scattered on the ground, Felita bit her index finger lightly, and the numb feeling carved a clear trace in her mind. When the feeling of happiness gradually began to cool down, Felita began to close her eyes, and slowly recalled the complicated magic that she had memorized, strengthening the imprint in her mind. But I often think about it halfway, and then lie limp on the bed, smiling foolishly.
Fortunately, this scene was not seen by anyone.