"Huh? This is..."
Her attention was immediately diverted to this book, and she moved her little head curiously.
"Father just gave it to me." Wayne said softly. "Although he said not to show it to others, Chris is not another person to me, so it doesn't matter."
He smiled nicely.
Under the spell of Wayne's skillful sweet talk, Chrissy's anger quickly dissipated and she gave him a shy look.
"Huh, you know how to be obedient."
Wayne ground his back molars.
If you say nice words, you can at least make your girlfriend happy... If you say nasty words, I'm afraid you will want to lift my Tianling Cap on the spot.
Seeing that Chris was just standing next to him, he easily took her into his arms, and the two of them sat and read together.
"Don't leak it out anymore." Wayne whispered in her ear, "otherwise it will be spread from one person to the next, and everyone will know it clearly."
"I won't."
Both of them at home were only wearing light clothes. Chris's legs were stacked with his own, which made Wayne very distraught.
Especially... I have done so much with Kareli, and whenever I can't help but have some fantasies in my mind, Kareli's appearance will appear in front of me, and I can't control it at all.
It took a lot of self-control for him to pull his consciousness out of the invisible abyss and focus on business.
Looking at it, Chris couldn't help but sigh: "It can only be called a guess... No matter how you put it, such a presumption is too bold."
There are not many actual cases listed in it, and most of the ink is spent on discussing the author's own ideas.
Wayne felt the same way.
"Indeed. If the believers of those churches knew about it, they would definitely classify it as a true blasphemy and trace it and destroy it throughout the continent."
The wild fantasies of those playwrights are simply not enough compared to this one's attempt to create a new theoretical system.
From this perspective, it seems that there are no clues that he will try to study dark magic soon after writing this book, and will eventually be taught to join forces with other countries to destroy the country.
"Mr. Monroe...who is he? A name I've never heard of." Chris asked in a low voice, wondering.
Wayne thought for a while and replied: "He is a very knowledgeable senior."
The conjectures in this book actually verified some of Venn's ideas.
Generally speaking, even if civilians awaken magic occasionally, the number of these people is too small and they cannot make any waves, so they are easily ignored.
For a long time, everyone has acquiesced that they just inherited this bloodline because one of their ancestors many generations ago was a magician.
If you are lucky and receive the blessing of the gods, you can activate the bloodline of your ancestors, become a glorious magician, and work hard to restore the noble status of your ancestors.
But Mr. Monroe didn't think so.
He even believed that being favored by the gods or not was not a necessary condition for determining the presence or absence of magic, and the strength of magic power.
In fact, do such things as gods exist? I think no one in the world today can explain clearly...
Compared with the officially printed text, this manuscript contains many personal feelings, and even some memories that are obviously spur of the moment and inserted halfway.
It is true that Lornes is more powerful and has more fertile land than our country, but my country is not bad either.
I really miss the taste of the fruit of the leafless trees in my hometown... People here in Lownes don't seem to know that it can be eaten after being processed.
"Leafless tree..." Wayne felt that the name seemed familiar.
"By the way! Isn't this a special potion raw material used to make dolls?" Chrissy suddenly remembered something and jumped up from Wayne in excitement.
"Ven, do you still remember? The potion is made from the fruit of the leafless tree. The smell can have a calming effect."
When she reminded him, Wayne also thought about it.
Many years ago, Chris once made a Super Poppy the size of a city gate in the handicraft department, and this fruit was used in its craftsmanship.
That seems to be a tree species unique to the Principality of Millistan.
"This Mr. Monroe seems to be a foreigner." The excitement faded in an instant, and Chris realized the problem.
"When this book was written, had Lownes not yet annexed the Principality of Millistan?"
Wayne let out a low "hmm".
He felt very strange, as if he was using this book to have a conversation with Mr. Monroe from back then.
At that time, Archduke Laird must have been a high-spirited young man.
The further he wrote, the more intense his words became.
It’s the lie of the century! It's really ridiculous. If the King of Kings was really so powerful, would He still need the support of these ignorant believers who are like ants and worms? It's just that some people use the name of gods to want low-level believers to worship them willingly! A bunch of worms greedy for heaven's merit.
The true source of magic should be the embodiment of a certain desire for oneself, rather than a gift from external blessings.
...went to visit a civilian in a remote area who had awakened to water magic. His situation confirmed part of my conjecture. The family has lived in an environment isolated from the outside world for generations. There has been no magician in the last six generations since records began. He has no faith, no worship, and has never been in contact with church people. His family is very poor. Poverty... It is impossible for this kind of case to obtain God's favor because of "piety" as the church claims.
According to my investigation, those people were more or less stimulated to a certain degree before awakening to magic, which resulted in an extreme desire for a certain idea, and some kind of power in the body responded to them.
As for why it is there in the body, I haven't found a way to explain it... It's probably because the ancestors signed a contract with the nature elves as humans.
However, this is by no means a so-called “reward for followers of the King of Kings.”
Wayne's mind was completely attracted by his story.
Generally speaking, when using magic, it is indeed releasing the magic power already stored in the body and slowly recovering it through meditation.
It's a pity that I can't remember what it was like when I first awakened to magic.
Can you observe the process of the magic pool growing from scratch? Maybe it can provide some reference.
Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at Chris.
"Chris, do you remember when you first awakened your magic?"
Chrissy suddenly became alert.
She was very sensitive whenever this topic was brought up, and she was about to suffer from PTSD due to her meager magic power.
"how?"
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