Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 120 Recognizing Teachers
Lyle returned to the cup of extravagance again, as if at home, and Mr. Gentleman whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Leaning against the arched doorway leading to the balcony, his face was covered by the hanging window curtains. He was still wearing the straight light gray clothing and the withered rose pinned to his chest. He was holding a white handkerchief and was wiping it patiently. A slender flute.

The whole body is black, the small air holes are only the size of rice grains, and the luster is like jade. Apart from the pitch black, there is not much to attract attention.

"An Le, Mr. Gentleman."

"An Le, Epidemic Doctor." The greeting only lasted for a short while, the gentleman bent down and glanced at Lyle through the curtain, and then returned to that leisurely posture.

"Welcome back. How was your trip in Narannia? Arianna was talking about your visit an hour ago. She's gone. There's a concert tonight."

"It's much more exciting than I imagined. Mr. Gentleman, it's been a long time."

"Recently, I had a delusion with a reporter and spent a lot of time dealing with the spoils." Mr. Gentleman said, as if thinking of something, his body trembled and he let out a laugh.

"Is that a flute?"

"Yes, it is still my wand. I need to clean it occasionally to ensure its timbre. If I have time, I will give you a short section."

"That's my honor, Mr. Gentleman. However, I think I need to leave quickly. Shuishui's body still needs to be adjusted. Wait until next time, Mr. Gentleman."

"Welcome at any time." When Lyle walked into the door of bones, the gentleman was still smiling.Lyle didn't know whether to say it, black and Mr. Gentleman really don't deserve it.

. . . . . . . . .

"Because of a small movement, Naslan's mausoleum was demolished by Raymond?" Mr. Scholar readjusted the small black dust of the sword dance mandala in the magic circle, and reconstructed the mana model to distribute it evenly. Chatted without a break until I heard the part where Raymond came.

"It's mainly because of me, I guess." Mr. Scholar and the Naslan family are old friends, and Lyle couldn't be sure of Mr. Scholar's attitude. "Is it serious?"

"Just a little surprised. Don't worry, Adolf is a powerful alchemist. Those buildings will repair themselves soon. I'm just curious about the strength of Mr. Raymond. Adolf's alchemy town wants to demolish it. To me It’s not easy to say.”

"Mr. Scholar doesn't know Mr. Raymond's combat effectiveness."

"I'm an academic, I study academics, and I don't have many opportunities to deal with other people. Although I know such a famous Lord Raymond of Andre, I haven't competed in person. If it wasn't for him and my students , Apocalypse conflicted once, I might not pay attention to him."

"Mr. Raymond won?"

"Yes, this is what confuses me. Conceptually, Apocalypse cannot lose."

Is there no failure for the president of Advanced Magic Research?I don't know his ability, but as the boss of Death Star II and Mr. Electromagnetic, I'm afraid he is not a safe figure.

"Get ready, come on, epidemic doctor."

Shuishui climbed up Mr. Scholar's chains and slid towards the cloud of suspended powder, just like last time, a black eye of the wind formed.

"Plague doctor, please hand me the third row of dark blue ribbon-bound scrolls on the bookshelf in your left hand."

Lyle looked at the indicated bookshelf. When he came last time, Lyle remembered that it was empty, but this time, it was filled with tight scrolls.Find the corresponding scroll, a short paragraph of Amo text on it, Lyle can understand a little after learning.

"Summon Enhancement Type 23?"

With the swing of Mr. Scholar's fingers, the scroll unfolded in the air and flew in front of Mr. Scholar.

"Yes, the spells that strengthen summons and control soul links, as long as you borrow the general framework and make slight changes, it is also applicable to your talents."

"Will it bring us closer together?"

"Yes, it will also enhance your performance in the process of empowerment, and make the talent closer to your ideas."

Lyle felt it. With the subtle changes in the eye of the wind, he seemed to see a black phantom. In his mind, he seemed to be walking on the deep sea, wading forward, and kept approaching.

"Mr. Scholar, I saw it, a hallucination."

"Normal phenomenon, you will see a phantom that keeps walking towards you, a completely black self. This is one of the appearances of soul splitting, which means that your body is ready to lose your talent. This phantom will continue to become clearer, closer, and stranger, and when you can see him clearly, it is the moment when the empowerment begins, and what you see is what Shui Shui will become."

"Okay." Shuishui returned to the spherical shape and returned to Lyle's shoulder.

"Next, just wait for the moment of fantasy in your mind, and when he is about to approach, rub its figure on Shui Shui's body."

"This is for you, epidemic doctor." Mr. Scholar took off the piece of precious jade in front of his chest. The blue color was like a hazy sky. In the mouth and nose, you can feel the intoxicating water-like magic.

"what is this?"

"A small thing that can help you quickly increase your magic power."

"Your strength is still too weak to withstand the impact of the surging magic power. You need to take advantage of this time to strengthen your training and try your best to get close to the level of the second lock. The empowerment method needs the support of a strong energy source, but you must first support yourself live."

"A powerful energy source?"

"Or the magic net node. The sky node, Moonnefhar; the ocean node, Moshuai; the earth node, Saha Zane; and the fourth node, Morokui. They are all powerful energy sources, among which Magic can sustain a city."

Then how do I get such a magic net node?
Mr. Scholar smiled, and he tapped his mask, "This one is called Morrokey."

"The fourth node is also one of my titles."

"Relax, child," Mr. Scholar moved his chains, "When the time comes, I will pass on my magic power to you, part of it, don't worry, for me, it's just a temporary weakness."

"But, Mr. Scholar, why did you do this, just because of Mr. Dragon's request?"

The scholar put the magic lock back into the cabinet, and changed from a powerful spellcaster back to a wise scholar, "I used to think that I was the strongest. My students just need to follow the path I specified and become like me, and that's it. .”

"I was so wrong, the apocalypse woke me up, in a way that was a little hard for me to accept."

"But that's the way it is, and he was right. Without my intervention, my students all went their own way. Andrea went from being a solo player to being a multicultural player."

"Smart people will not go back to their own wrong path, I will not kill your possibility, you should become what you like."

"Plague doctor, your talent is unique. You are walking on a new path, and you will add new colors to Andrei. Although your talent is in some trouble at this time, this is exactly the role of a teacher. The eagle flies."

"If you can shine in Andrei in the future, that will be my greatest comfort."

Lyle smiled, no more words at this point.

"thank you teacher."

"Will the dragon be jealous of me?"

"If I were a blue turkey, I think he would."

(End of this chapter)