Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 21 Spell Models

"Commander Diana."

Karl remained unmoved:

"You're an adult now. A person has to pay the price for their mistakes. Don't you even understand that?"

"Did you do something wrong?" Diana raised her glass, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Investigating the mummified corpse case and eliminating the fire thieves, everything I did was in accordance with the code of chivalry and the law of the kingdom."

As a knight, she should protect the weak; as a patrol captain, she should uphold justice. She didn't think she had done anything wrong.

Is it right to ignore it and not ask questions?

"Whether something is right or wrong depends on your perspective."

Carl shrugged:

"You may think you're not wrong, but the people who died because of you and their families don't think so."

"And your hard work in investigating cases isn't just because of the Knight's Code, is it?"

"Heh..." Diana shook her head and smiled bitterly, tilting her head back to drink the entire glass of wine in one gulp, then looked at Karl with hazy, drunken eyes:

"You're different now... than before."

Carl used to be carefree and his personality was as rough as his voice, but now he has become refined and even speaks in a well-organized manner.

People change.

Karl remained calm:

"There's nothing strange about that."

"That's true!" Diana nodded.

"Cheers."

The two clinked glasses and drank them down in one gulp.

"belch……"

As the alcohol took effect, Diana's face flushed, her eyes became somewhat vacant, and she chuckled foolishly as she looked at the wine.

She seems to have a very low alcohol tolerance.

"You're right."

Diana let out a burp and grinned:

"I have my own reasons for investigating cases, not just because of the Knight's Code. Do you know about the Life Potion?"

"A life-saving potion?" Karl raised an eyebrow.

"A potion that can help a knight's squire advance to the rank of knight?"

As a knight's squire, he certainly knew about life potions, and similar things like life fruits.

These are all "treasures" that can increase the chances of promotion.

"Yes." Diana nodded.

"I am the patrol chief. If I perform a meritorious service, I can apply to the city lord to purchase a life potion."

"Hmm..." Karl was somewhat puzzled.

"You are the eldest daughter of Viscount Sassoon. With the power of the Jaeger family, shouldn't you be able to obtain a life-saving potion?"

"I received one before." Diana looked up.

"But I was young and ignorant back then, and I was tricked out of it. Given how rare the life potion was, even as the eldest daughter in my family, I couldn't get a second one."

Scammed?

Carl shook his head speechlessly.

Although the other party's statement was ambiguous, it is most likely an internal family issue, which is not uncommon.

No wonder Diana has been so proactive since taking office; it turns out she's aiming for a knighthood.

"I'm not young anymore."

Diana murmured:

"If I can't become a knight within a few years, I'll have to marry some random guy."

"I'm not reconciled..."

"Every family has its own troubles," Carl said, drinking a glass with her and offering encouragement.

I wish you success.

"Then could you please withdraw the complaint?"

"cannot."

"..." Diana lowered her head and drank silently. When she was in a daze, she threw a heavy bag in front of Karl.

"Thump!"

"Splash..."

The clinking of coins from the bag caught the attention of a few people drinking nearby, but they quickly looked away after seeing Karl's uniform.

"What's wrong?"

Karl opened his mouth:

"Trying to bribe me?"

"No," Diana shook her head and said in a muffled voice.

"Please give this to Ham's family."

"Ham?" Carl understood.

Why don't you go yourself?

"I dare not," Dinah sighed.

"Ham has an elderly mother and a deaf-mute sister who was married but was sent back by her husband."

"I'm too scared to see them, please go for me."

"..." Karl paused for a moment, then slowly nodded:

"Alright."

"By the way, what's the current situation with the mummified corpse case?"

"It was taken over by the Papacy, and the Night's Watch is in charge." Diana was clearly unwilling to discuss this matter.

"I don't know the specifics."

"Let's go!" Carl stood up.

"You're drunk too."

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"Try it."

Jenny was very enthusiastic:

I learned to do it myself.

"oh!"

Carl looked at the food on the table and nodded in approval:

"good."

Almond milk, white bread, roast meat, and cold vegetable salad—the fresh bread smells wonderful, and the roast meat and vegetables are especially delicious.

Putting aside the taste, the appearance is excellent.

"I learned this at a party," Jenny said shyly.

"How does it taste?"

"Hmm." Karl nodded, cut off a small piece of roast meat, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and nodded in satisfaction.

"very nice."

"Jenny, even if you don't become a singer, but switch to the food and beverage industry, I believe you will be able to make a name for yourself very quickly."

"Really?" Jenny smiled broadly.

"As long as it tastes good, eat more."

"I ate on the way here," Carl waved his hand.

"You guys eat, don't worry about me."

He picked up the milk and walked towards his room.

"Stop looking."

After Carl closed the door, Mrs. Mary shook her head at her daughter, who looked reluctant to leave.

He's clearly not interested in you.

"But..." Jenny pursed her lips:

"I still have a chance, don't I?"

"Now that you've been accepted into the choir, you should focus your energy on your career, not on trying to please men," Mrs. Mary advised her daughter, having been through it all.

"Being too dependent on men will only lead to losing yourself."

"Okay." Jenny said impatiently.

"I've been practicing my singing diligently, and the senior members of the group have already agreed to let me perform on stage soon."

"Really?" Mrs. Mary asked, her face lighting up with surprise.

"That's great! If you can perform on stage, you'll get paid and life will be easier."

"Hmm." Jenny rested her chin on her hand, her eyes thoughtful.

"If I were to perform on stage, could I invite Baron Karl to watch? Would he agree?"

"..." Mrs. Mary was speechless as she looked at her daughter, who was staring at her with a lovestruck expression. She simply got up and started clearing away the dishes.

in the room.

Karl tried practicing meditation again.

Without the blessing of divine power, his consciousness had barely entered the inner sea of ​​his mind when it was swayed by a wave.

The more unstable one's mind is, the more distracting thoughts one has, and the bigger the waves will be.

"No thought, no feeling, no desire, firmly guard your original mind, let distracting thoughts rise and fall, I remain unmoved. It's easy to say, but as difficult as climbing to heaven to do."

Fortunately, with his experience in the Divine Realm, Karl had gradually figured out the patterns, so he wasn't kicked out as soon as he entered.

After a while.

"call……"

"It still doesn't work!"

Exhausted, Karl shook his head helplessly, but he was already used to failure. He composed himself, picked up his books, and entered the realm of the gods.

"Secondary spell field".

He opened the book, stopped at the page on constructing spell models, and with a blank expression, Karl began to practice.

Here, he had mastered meditation, refined his mental power, and was theoretically capable of constructing spell models.

However, according to his teacher Adolf, the secondary spell field is one of the more difficult types of zero-ring sorcery.

Not only are the spell models complex.

It also requires more mental strength than ordinary zero-ring witchcraft.

However, spiritual power is limited by one's physical body in reality and will not increase simply because one is in the realm of gods.

Whether it will succeed is still uncertain.

"Arcane magic, force fields..."

Karl in the realm of gods is like performing a ritual in a snail shell, using incredible manipulation to control weak mental energy to construct spell models.

Mental energy transforms into lines that outline the sea of ​​consciousness, progressing from simple to complex.

until...

To form a whole.

(End of this chapter)