Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 184 The significance of history

"Magic actually has a certain paradox."

"There are two factors that turn imagination into reality. One is imagination, and the other is knowledge."

"The more knowledge you acquire, the clearer your understanding of the principles of magic will be, and the better you will be at performing magic. However, as your knowledge accumulates, you will become more and more 'reasonable', and your imagination will be constrained."

In the teaching and research room, Fulilian held her chin, and with her other hand, purple lightning and white light beams moved back and forth as she explained today's lessons.

Luke was thoughtful. "Because I understand, I know that I can't do it, so I really can't do it. It's also because of understanding that I can maximize what I can do. This is why offensive magic is different from folk magic, and they become two extremes. Is that right?"

Offensive magic uses the power of magic well but lacks the imagination to change reality, while folk magic has a variety of magical effects but is of little power.

"You really have a talent for magic."

It is comfortable to teach students who can always draw inferences from what they have learned, Fulilian praised and dispersed the magic light in her hand.

"Perhaps that person is more suitable to be your teacher."

"Who?"

"My master - Celia."

The elf Celia, who has survived from ancient times to the present day, can be said to be the embodiment of the concept of magic. The terrifying magical power and skills she has accumulated over endless years, coupled with her vast magical knowledge base, are likely to make it difficult for even the Demon King to defeat her.

If the elf wants to end the war, she can do it, but she does not intend to intervene. For some reason, a war between the two sides is what Celie would like to see. As for how many people will die or what tragedy will occur, it has nothing to do with her.

She is neither an executioner nor a guardian, but looks at everything neutrally and objectively.

Thinking of this unpleasant master, Fulilian curled her silver hair and curled her lips.

"If you want to pursue the ultimate in magic, then go find her. But I personally don't recommend you go. She's a very domineering and self-centered person."

Lu Ke calmly closed the magic book and said, "I am quite satisfied with the current situation. I have no intention of pursuing further studies. Your knowledge is enough for me to study for a long time."

Fulilian seemed a little distressed when she heard this. "It's not what I expected to stay here forever. I had planned to earn some money for the trip and leave."

The share of the flying magic made her rich, and the reason for staying here disappeared. However, Luke was indeed a very good student, and the living environment in Campbell Mansion was very good, and the collection of magic books was also very rich, so it would not hurt to stay for a while longer.

After thinking for a long time, Fulilian raised three fingers and said, "I can only stay here for a while at most."

"Three months?"

"Thirty years."

Flillian answered seriously.

Luke: "..."

This time is older than his age.

Sure enough, he was still too young and underestimated the "a while" mentioned by the thousand-year-old immortal.

"By the way, it seems the Magic Association has put you in the textbook?"

Thinking of the share of the flying magic, Fulilian asked naturally.

"It seems so. Flying magic is of great significance. As the creator, it is natural for it to be recorded." Luke spoke to Fulillian apologetically.

"I'm sorry for taking credit for your work."

"That kind of thing is irrelevant." Fulilian waved her hand casually, "What do you think?"

Lu Ke thought about it and said, "It feels unreal that I have become a character in a textbook and a part of history."

Flillian shook her head slowly and gave him a meaningful look. "It's history to humans, but to elves, it's just an unfinished autobiography."

"For the elves, it's just an unfinished autobiography"

These words fell heavily, echoing in his ears, making Lu Ke dazed for a moment.

When she looked up again, the silver-haired elf had already walked out the door, leaving behind only a few lazy words.

"You don't have to go to class during this period, so just focus on planning your wedding."

……

A vague sound seemed to come from the horizon, the field of vision lengthened and faded, a white light appeared, and then the body was shaken a few times.

"Luke, Luke!"

After shouting twice in a row without getting anyone's attention back, Trela ​​simply shook Luke, and then she saw that his pupils gradually focused.

Luke came back to his senses and his mind returned to his body, "What's the matter."

"Why are you always in a daze lately?"

"I thought of a few loopholes in the magic design and was thinking about it."

Trela ​​tapped his forehead and said, "I'm telling you, there should be a limit to your obsession with magic. You should pay more attention to me."

Luke was noncommittal: "So what's the matter?"

"Ms. Luo Yin said she wants to paint a portrait of you. The painter will be here soon. You should get ready quickly."

Ms. Luo Yin was very happy when she knew that Lu Ke would be included in the textbooks. In addition to preparing a grand banquet, she also planned to keep a souvenir.

At first he was planning to make a life-size statue, but after being rejected by Lu Ke, he decided to settle for painting. Seeing that the old man was so interested he couldn't refuse.

Trela ​​looked at the elf's face and couldn't help rubbing it. The face was so tender that it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it, which made her a little jealous.

"Speaking of which, what kind of creatures are elves? Why are their skins so white and tender? The same is true for Flillian." "According to the academic community, elves are a sub-human species. Their physical characteristics are basically the same as humans, but their inner qualities are hard to say. Due to the scarcity of samples and ethical restrictions, it is impossible to dissect and study elves."

Trela ​​took a step back in horror, "What horror story are you telling all of a sudden? Change your clothes and get ready to go."

She nodded at the clothes on the chair.

Lu Ke took a look and saw that it was a dark black embroidered dress, including matching underwear, pendants, headdresses, ear clips, etc. It was extremely complete and grand.

“I don’t know how to wear it.”

Lu Ke answered briefly and to the point. He had not learned much about aristocratic etiquette and had no idea how to wear such complicated clothes.

"let me help you."

Trela ​​stepped forward and skillfully took off his clothes. With her help, Luke, who always wore simple and light training clothes, changed into exquisite aristocratic dinner clothes.

The tight-fitting clothes highlight Luke's tall and straight figure. Although the complicated accessories are troublesome to wear, they do make him look more luxurious. With his face, which is particularly handsome among elves, he looks extremely eye-catching.

After helping him dress, Trela ​​could hardly take her eyes off him. "It looks great! This is probably my second favorite style of yours."

Luke frowned, feeling his body being restricted by the cumbersome clothing, "What's the first style?"

Trela ​​blushed slightly, "The best style is no style."

Luke: "..."

A moment later, the appointed painter came to visit, and Ms. Luo Yin smiled and pulled Luke out.

The painter was very excited to have such an excellent model in front of him. The painting process was smooth and he continued to paint from dawn to dusk, feeling unsatisfied before finishing the painting.

“Actually, I can draw better, but it just takes more time.”

"Really? Then why not..." Ms. Luo Yin decided to continue the next day after hearing this.

"No, it's already good."

Lu Ke glanced at his own painting. The handsome elf was sitting upright on a chair, and his beautiful brown eyes were like deep pools that made the audience indulge in them. The golden light shone on the picture, which looked extremely beautiful.

Those who can paint for nobles are naturally masters. This painter's level is very high and he has captured 80% to 90% of the charm of the real scene.

"Since it's your painting, I'll follow your instructions."

Ms. Royne smiled and picked up the painting to gesture, "Treila, help me, let's hang this portrait ourselves, where do you think it's good?"

"I think the staircase looks pretty good."

The two men walked around and demonstrated while discussing, in high spirits.

"I'll go see the Master off."

Lu Ke looked at the two of them and gave them instructions. He then accompanied the painter out of the mansion and asked when no one was around, "Master, how long can this painting be preserved?"

"The paper and paint are of the highest quality. If it is mounted and carefully protected, it will last for 30 or 40 years without any problem."

"do you have any requests?"

"It is very important that it is not exposed to direct sunlight and it is not exposed to moisture."

Lu Ke was silent for a moment, "What about thirty years later?"

"Then other painters will need to maintain it manually, so that it can last for a hundred years."

"What about a hundred years from now?" Lu Ke asked.

"The painters' techniques were different back then, so it was difficult to maintain. Besides, the paper couldn't stand the abuse, so it would probably break."

The painter answered truthfully, and then added as if he remembered something, "It is said that there is a magic in folk magic that can protect portraits from decaying. If that is the case, the lifespan of the painting should be longer."

"I see."

……

Most of the arrangements for the wedding were made by Trela. She seemed to have already thought about the location, the process, the size of the banquet, and the customization of the dresses.

Luke had intended to help, after all, it wasn't nice to put all the blame on the woman, but whenever he went over, he was always beaten back by Trela, who said she didn't believe in his aesthetics.

"Flillian, do I have a bad taste?"

After suffering many setbacks, Luke had no choice but to return to the study room and asked Fulilian who was reading a book there with some confusion.

Fulilian looked at Luke's simple training clothes for a while and shook her head. "I think it's good."

The lovely old thing in the even simpler white dress and grey robe didn't understand it either.

Although she has a lot of wealth, Fulilian prefers to use the money to purchase magic books and magic tools. She has no interest in clothes or anything like that, or rather, this elf is not interested in most things.

"Maybe the preferences of elves and humans are different."

Luke: ...

But he had been a human being for more than 20 years, although he had never had much of a relationship and lacked opportunities to interact with the opposite sex.

"I like it..."

He fell into deep thought, what would girls like?
After a moment, he seemed to have caught an inspiration and looked at Fulilian.

"Flillian, can you teach me a spell?"

(End of this chapter)