Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

"You elves have it?"

"No." Celie shook her head. "Elves rely entirely on their elders to teach them magic. They never have magic books or anything like that. It's just that some races write down their magic books to facilitate trade and use them to exchange for things with other races."

This should be the prototype of the earliest magic book.

However, in this era, the various races seemed to have no systematic way of recording. They simply made books based on whichever magic had the highest value and could be exchanged for more things.

It's another form of barter.

"how do you feel?"

Lord worries about issues like copyright disputes.

Although this concept is a bit ahead of time, if the magic of the elves appears in the magic book created by Norn, it may cause conflicts.

After all, books have a much wider range of circulation.

"There shouldn't be any problem recording your magic, but the prerequisite is that you are willing to contribute it."

Apparently, Celie had the same concerns.

What she cared about most was that Lord would contribute all the magic he created.

Magic is the most precious thing in this era.

When various tribes asked the dwarves to forge weapons, they would give books recording magic as rewards.

In theory, giving magic books as rewards to those dwarves who are idiots in magic is a strange thing, and it may even cause misunderstandings among those straightforward dwarves.

But the end result was that the dwarves accepted the reward.

You can imagine how valuable magic books are.

"I don't have any objection to this. After all, magic itself needs to be passed down to be meaningful. If it is simply for my own satisfaction, then my creation of magic is meaningless."

He created magic initially to survive in this world, and after meeting Celie, it was to make himself stronger.

And now, Lord has one more dream.

That is to pass on your magic.

His own idea is to spend his entire life teaching these magics to others, whether they are humans or elves, as long as they are not bad people, he will teach them the magic he created.

But now Norn's proposal gave him more options.

"Your idea is quite noble."

Celie chuckled softly, and it was hard to tell whether her tone was a compliment or sarcasm.

But for Lord, he just thought she was praising himself.

But Celie obviously didn't mean that, or rather, it was a mixture of sarcasm and emotion.

After all, to her, magic is a special existence, and she doesn't want everyone in the world to learn magic.

If Norn and Eric were not gifted, she would not even agree to Lord teaching them the magic of the elves.

But for Lord's sake, she wasn't going to say what she really thought.

"That's settled then." Lord patted Norn's shoulder. "If you have any questions, come to me. We can start by writing the most basic magic."

Norn and Eric have already mastered Lord's basic magic, and can use both illumination and ignition magic.

This made him feel a lot more relaxed.

Norn nodded solemnly: "I understand what you mean. Thank you, Mr. Lord. I thank you for your selfless dedication on behalf of all human beings!"

"Wait until you become a renowned human warrior on this continent before you express your gratitude. It's too far ahead for you and me to consider the future of humanity right now."

Lord answered casually.

The main thing is that Norn's words represent the entire human race in this world and they cannot deal with him.

"Yeah, I know." Noen nodded again.

Since leaving the village, this has been his only goal.

At this moment, Celie suddenly interrupted, "Don't forget to indicate the source of the magic." She looked at Lord, "At least let everyone who studies this book know who created the magic in it."

Celiaco didn't want to see people learning these magics without even knowing the identity of Lord, the creator.

Lord laughed in silence. He had indeed forgotten about this.

It is naturally the dream of all historical figures to have their names remembered by future generations.

And he is no exception.

Statues of brave saviors will be forgotten as time goes by.

But magic doesn't.

The only thing he had to worry about was that his magic would be eliminated because it was too backward, but that would be at least a thousand years later.

Unless he could survive forever, he would never see this happen.

Unless you can survive.

Lord was so lost in his own thoughts that he was actually a little lost for a moment, until Eric's sudden intrusion brought him back to his senses.

The other party came over at some point and shouted excitedly, "Noen, you're not trying to learn from me, are you? I want to learn too!"

"You?" Celia raised an eyebrow. "First, get familiar with the light arrows. Every attack is a master of outlines."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Eric blushed. "That was an accident."

Chapter 41: Participating in History

The sun set, illuminating everyone's faces. Som came over. "What are you talking about? It's so lively?"

He was watching from the side until he saw Eric coming over, then he followed suit.

"We were discussing the possibility of turning Mr. Lord's magic book into a book."

Norn explained that he had just agreed to Celia's request, which was what he should do. Mr. Lord's actions should be remembered by future generations of human beings.

At that time, Mr. Lord will surely be honored as the first great sage of the human race.

The dwarf Thorm's eyes lit up. "This is a huge project! Making a magic book requires materials that can stand the test of time. The treasure house in the dwarven ruins should have such materials."

"You dwarves still collect this stuff?" Lord was a little bit unbelievable.

Isn’t the collection of things in this dwarf treasury too much and too diverse?

Fortunately, Celia was familiar with this history and took the initiative to speak: "Don't be surprised. You know, the Dwarven Kingdom once boasted that all the treasures in the world could be found in its treasury."

"That sounds a bit weird."

The setting of storing all treasures in the treasury sounded familiar to him.

Norn pondered, "If that's the case, are there any magic books of other races in there?"

Som thought about it and nodded: "I think so. I heard all this from my grandfather."

Norn did not ask any further questions because his doubts had been answered. The next step was to verify the truth in the dwarf ruins.

At this time, Lord looked into the distance, and his thoughts drifted away again.

He clearly realized that he was participating in making history.

Perhaps thousands of years later, when future generations read through magic books, they will praise the ancestors of the human race.

In the chaotic world of mythological times when various races were fighting each other, they ignited the spark of the inheritance of human magic.

"What are you thinking about?" Celia's voice brought him back to reality.

"I'm thinking about what to name this magic book."

"Lord's Magic?"

Apparently, our Elf Lady has no knack for naming.

Lord certainly did not want to use this name. He just wanted to add the author column to the book instead of putting it directly on the cover as the title.

"another."

"Then the 'God-killing Magic'?"

"It's a bit too domineering. I'm afraid that naming it this way will attract thunder."

There are gods in this era, so it is a bit too bold to name your magician "God-killing Magic".

"It's not worth it, think about it yourself!"

Miss Elf turned her head and realized that she had come up with a very good name, but this ignorant guy in front of her had rejected it all.

This made our little elf lady a little unhappy.

Although Celia withdrew from the discussion, others took her place.

Everyone started arguing about the title of the book. It seemed that this book was no longer something that Norn could complete alone, but that everyone was ready to work together.

In the end, Lord and Norn overcame all objections and successfully came up with a name for the magic book.

Codex of Origin

This will be the first official magic book of the human race and will also influence all future humans.

When everyone finally decided on the title of the book, warm golden sunlight began to shine, and Lord even vaguely imagined it as the color of history.

"Origin? It does fit the description."

Norn repeated the name in a low voice, his fingers unconsciously stroking the blank animal skin paper he carried with him.

This was the material he was going to use to record his magic notes. Although it was crude, it was the best writing tool the tribe could provide.

But such materials cannot be passed down forever.

Celie tilted her head and said casually, "If you want this book to be passed down for a long time, it's best to use paper made from red dragon skin and ink with dragon blood. Only then will it remain immortal and fade for a thousand years."

"Dragon blood!" Eric's eyes widened. "Are dragons very powerful?"

Celie snorted softly, "The second most powerful race in the world, what do you think?" She paused, then added, "It's just that the dragons no longer have a fixed settlement. They basically operate independently."

The most powerful race in this world is undoubtedly the gods.