After the training session, Uriel was already very sleepy. He didn't want to spend his rest time on the road at all, but the necessary robes for astrologers were only delivered to his hut by people from the Public Security Bureau today. Uriel had to dress up if he didn't want Osvid to dwell on his faults all night long.
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunshine was still fierce, but it was still much better than at noon. After learning about his astrology class teacher's request, Joey didn't make things difficult for him. He directly pushed back the class time by two and a half hours and gave him lunch time. However, the messenger was not so easy to talk to on the training ground. After enduring the ordeal for two days, Uriel had to drink potions to survive. He thought it would be better not to have lunch.
"You lack strength." Joey said to him bluntly after class. "Light weapons suit you very well, but as a matter of habit, I think you prefer heavy swords."
"It makes me feel safe."
"Moving weapons can give you safety, dead objects can't do anything."
Uriel understood the implication: if you die at the hands of the enemy before wielding a weapon, no weapon can protect you. "I can't control its trajectory," he defended. In fact, it takes me more effort to use a light sword than an epee.
"Your magic control is too rough." There is no doubt about Joey's professionalism in finding the enemy's weaknesses. Maybe he didn't know how to teach Uriel the fine manipulation, but it was easy to point out the reason. "Magic power can enhance your physique, double your strength, speed up and react more quickly. However, the specific amount of enhancement depends on the amount of magic you use."
If it weren't for my job to solve the problem, Joey would be more than qualified for the job. "I can't control the release and release of magic power." The apprentice told him the current situation, "Is there anything you can do?"
"Imagine you can control magic freely."
"..."
I should have known it wouldn't work. Uriel sighed, "I'll do my best." Joey's method can't be said to be completely useless. He succeeded once in Frostleaf Castle - that time he successfully controlled his magic, but since then The apprentice never did the same thing again.
"In a few days, we will start a new course." Joey said, "The maintenance department has been preparing training tools for us. I didn't know about it until now."
"Just known?"
"You need your own weapons, not the ice cubes I gave you. Submit your weapon requirements to the equipment department, fourth floor." He dropped a word without end, opened the star gap and disappeared.
The Harbor of Far Light glowed red under the setting sun, and more and more carriages stopped there.
The messenger's suggestions were as lacking as the color on his body, so Uriel had to fumble slowly. He knew this was the only way he could go, so he took training sessions extremely seriously. If this seriousness can be exchanged for progress, I don't feel that I am at a disadvantage. This was what he was thinking when he was struggling under Joey. Maybe I'm too optimistic.
"I thought you wouldn't come back." Wilhelmina and Gissing were waiting for him at the port. Uriel walked around the two ladies holding fans and met them at the entrance of the park. "You're resurrected," she teased.
These days, everyone has seen the exhausted apprentice, rolling and struggling out of the training ground. He tried his best to ignore the surprised or mocking looks of strangers. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs held a high position in the Tower, but its membership was small. Astrologer is the main body of Chloe. There are many mysterious professions and there are many places to obtain knowledge. There are other, more appropriate places for people to go. Few decent people choose the Foreign Service, which often means they lack the ability to become astrologers.
To be honest, this isn't really a flaw worth despising. Joey is the air commander of the entire tower, and the Affairs Department has never felt sorry for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. However, the egalitarian nature of professional tendencies is not worth mentioning in the face of people's inherent beliefs: Compared with astrologers, mystics who are not good at stargazing and prediction are generally not that smart. There are not many smart people in this world, but even fewer people can admit that they are not smart. Only an apprentice struggling to be expelled from Chloe would have such a realization. Top students who have made achievements in astrology do not have to work hard; their responsibility is to explore the stars and observe Knox.
In this case, it may be a matter of function. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is responsible for handling the relationship between the tower and the subject countries and other major and minor affairs, and it must always be careful not to lose Chloe's face. Uriel has not seen any messengers or garrison personnel except Joey, but Gisin told him that you can recognize these people at a glance as long as they appear in the tower. They have such an aura that even the mysterious people in the Public Security Bureau who were eliminated by Chloe would never dare to brag about their bravery and fearlessness in front of them. Uriel looked at Gisin as if these reckless men were equated with fighting anyway.
All in all, his classmates were puzzled by his choice. But who knew that I never chose it at all?
"Thank you to Ms. Bertha for being on duty today," Uriel said. "The only part of me that feels uncomfortable right now is my head."
"What weird training did your instructor arrange for you again?" Jising asked.
If only that were the case. "I have to find a way to control the magic power myself." The apprentice naturally did not have such troubles, but unfortunately Uriel was already a true mystic.
Wilhelmina showed a sly expression that was half a smile, and she looked Uriel up and down. "When I light the fire, maybe I can help you."
"No, I'm not stressing that I stepped into the ring...but this is really a very difficult thing."
"Of course we understand the first half of the sentence, but we don't understand the second half at all."
"When the time comes, you will feel that everything I say makes sense."
"The truth is written in magic runes, but you haven't mastered it at all." Wilhelmina said, "In the sixth edition of magic runes, maybe I should start from the beginning. It will be good for you to understand the evolution of magic runes. .”
"No, thank you." He admitted defeat, "I won't mention any details about the training session again. Please be sure to get rid of such terrible thoughts."
Minnie shrugged, "It's really boring."
I won't let you have fun with me, Uriel thought. Wilhelmina is a straightforward girl who speaks faster than her brain and likes to pursue other people's small mistakes. When dealing with people like her, cutting off the topic as soon as possible is the only way to get rid of embarrassment. Uriel could not imagine how Gissing fell in love with her.
Of course, although Gissing insists that he took the initiative to pursue Minnie, in fact, Gissin Duva's personal conditions far exceed those of Wilhelmina, and he has no shortage of choices. But he didn't think that Minnie was not worthy of Gissing. After all, ladies always have more advantages... He found that he couldn't help but start to think of Delphine Lancoste, that authentic aristocratic lady. How could I remember her? Minnie may not have anything similar to her. This is really strange.
They found an empty table in the cafe. Gissing ordered two cups of lemon tea and gave his girlfriend a can of ale. This was Uriel's first time to come to this kind of tea restaurant, and it was also the first time he saw anyone ordering drinks here. Let alone a woman.
"It's already half past four." He reminded his classmates. If the "Silver Cross" smells the smell of alcohol on Wilhelmina's body, the old astrologer will postpone the end of get out of class by two hours to ensure that the apprentices will be miserable and will not dare to do it again.
"Ignore her, she won't get drunk even if she drinks a dozen of this low-alcohol wine." Jixin didn't care, he was interested in other things. "You said you were an adventurer for a while before coming to the tower?"
I didn't say that. "Actually, I just had the experience of being an adventurer." Uriel considered the words, fearing that the other party would misunderstand.
"I heard that most adventurers like to drink a strong ale. Is this true? Have you ever drank it?" It seems that he has already answered the first question by himself.
"Take a sip." Uriel thought of that night in the Four-leaf Field. He saw the same twinkle in Wilhelmina's eyes and quickly added: "Not a good experience. Can we start? Now."
Gissing let the topic go because it initially referred to tutoring.
Uriel was still very willing to learn new things, which gradually enabled him to understand the knowledge written on the cardboard by Mr. Osvid, various horoscopes and their possible predictions. He found that he was more interested in the constellation Harp, but that Andromeda was boring. In the constellation spectrum, Harp symbolizes the past, while Andromeda is the source of most prophecies, and its trajectory changes extremely frequently. The apprentice once thought that he was resistant to complex prediction algorithms because of the convenience of magic.
In reality, however, it doesn't matter at all. Mr. Oswide concluded that he had no talent for arithmetic, and he went to look for wild monkeys in the yew woods of Brumnot. This species that lives on high-altitude islands is undoubtedly a mysterious creature. Their most well-known feature is that they have three pairs of broad, large and light arms. This allows the little guys, who should be swinging on vines, to glide through the air.
Three pairs of arms meant more toes, and the old astrologer thought that Uriel, like his mentor, had no knowledge of the mysteries of species identification, but he was truly ashamed.
"Magic runes have rules." Gissing would say this before every tutoring session. "You have to observe carefully and explore with your heart." It was as if he was the mentor.
"I would be more grateful if you told me the pattern directly." Uriel finally couldn't help but answer.
"This is a mysterious language." Gissing immediately explained. "I was still wondering when you would ask." He handed the lemon tea in front of him to Wilhelmina, who had already finished her ale. "Even if I tell you, your fire will not understand. This is the shortcoming of mysterious creatures. There is no such obstacle for apprentices."
It seems that my soul is more stubborn than my brain. "By the time it understands, I will have been kicked out of the classroom by Mr. Sidney." Uriel sighed. My fire cannot control the magic power well, and refuses to understand the magic text. In his mind, he imagined looking at his own fire. There probably wouldn't be too many soul flames like it.
At this moment, a cluster of magical fire light lit up within his sensing range.
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