Don't disturb the sorcerer's scientific research

He also has an elven name, Alanis Moonbrook, which is only used in human cities.

That's how half-elves are. Neither side considers them their own.

But Simon was quite content. At least he was better than the tiefling. They were all half-bloods. Those with demon blood would be treated much worse. Moreover, the difference between a half-elf and a half-elf would not be noticeable after a few generations, but it was hard to say how many generations the tiefling bloodline had been with them.

After receiving his commemorative album, he walked into the venue. Today was a weekday, so there weren't many people there in the morning.

As soon as he came in, he heard someone calling his name anxiously.

"Simon, is that Simon?"

He turned around and saw an acquaintance, Mick, who made bacon.

"How long have you been here?"

"As soon as the door opens, come on, follow me. I'll take you to see the best Phantom in the whole place."

Mick urged.

"Is it far? I want to take a look from the door first, so I don't have to turn back."

"There's nothing to see at the door," Mick said, pointing to one.

While speaking, he did not forget to drag people forward.

"Well, it was a farce, but at the end it was just sentimental for over ten minutes, with people crying and preaching about some holy truth."

Simon considered the image.

"Well, that does sound pretty bad."

"And that, God, that's a real illness. Experiencing the Uckermark Army training in there, do you know how torturous that training is? I never had such a hard time when I was farming before."

"Is there no merit at all?"

"Well, the scene is pretty good, very realistic, but it's more torturous because it's so realistic."

Mick cursed everyone along the way and finally brought Simon to his destination.

"Almighty Mage, casting spells increases proficiency..."

Simon looked at the booth. What a strange introduction.

But this booth is indeed a bit special. Not only are there a lot of people, but there are also many people walking around and asking questions when they see people passing by.

"Have you seen this demonic shadow?"

Some people even pried open the magic device and said, "Watch one episode, then let me watch another one."

To be honest, it's a bit weird.

The last time he saw someone like this was when he was addicted to the magic drug.

Is there something mixed in this illusion?

Mick was still urging: "Go and see, go and see, I won't hurt you..."

Simon looked at Mick's face, wide eyes and heavy breathing, and to be honest, it wasn't very convincing.

Mick even clapped his hands, leaving a magic mark.

"What is this? When did you learn magic?"

"I can't. This is something that comes with this phantom."

"Isn't the mark of the phantom in the notebook?"

"This is different. Never mind. You'll know after you see it. Come on, trust me. We are friends."

Pushed by Mick, Simon entered the range of the magic device...

Chapter 122 Jayek's Big Hand

Simon was pushed into the range of the magic device.

The illusion hadn't started yet, but he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

This feeling is not easy to describe.

That is, I suddenly remembered all the grievances I have suffered in this life.

In order to be able to see the exhibition, he worked overtime yesterday to make bread and made all the bread to be sold today in advance. He did not rest today. He sold out during the breakfast period and had to go back to open the shop at noon.

He hasn't had a rest for a long time, and the rent is very high. The landlord will not give him a day's rent waiver just because he is resting. He worked hard to earn money, but the landlord took away most of it.

If you take a day off, not only will you lose a day’s income, but you will also have to pay an extra day’s rent!

Make money in the holy land, spend it in the holy land, and once you leave, you want to take it home.

The situation was about to take a turn for the better. One of the landlord's daughters was not a pure elf. She liked to eat the bread he made very much. With countless opportunities to send bread to her, their relationship gradually became a little ambiguous.

He was about to get the chance to get rent-free through roundabout means, but the girl's parents disliked his conditions. What's worse is that he later found out that the landlord's daughter was just flirting with him because she was single and had never thought about taking a closer look.

So, obviously, he became a clown.

He thought he had let it go, but now he thought about it again.

It still feels very uncomfortable.

The pain of being teased, the pressure of life, the anxiety of not being able to make money, the panic of having no ability to resist risks, the confusion about the future, the resentment of being mediocre...

A bunch of mixed, uneasy, and negative emotions squeezed in at once, making him irritable and angry. He had no mood to watch any exhibitions anymore, but he didn't know how to vent.

When you are feeling depressed and frustrated, a phantom scene unfolds.

In Serdarion, a large manor that can only be owned by elves of high status.

Simon opened his eyes, first-person perspective, ultimate sense of immersion.

As he walked through the group of elves, he could hear undisguised humiliation and ridicule from time to time.

"Lowly half-blood."

"Incompetent garbage."

……

Simon felt terrible. He was already depressed, and the Phantom kept mocking him. He regretted it and decided to go watch the farce. Even if it was sentimental in the end, it wouldn't have caused him to scold.

He walked up to an unfamiliar magical device and placed his hand on it.

After a short wait.

"Magic power level, third stage! Level: low level!"

Laughter immediately broke out all around.

"What a waste! He has brought shame to the family."

"That's right, they should be expelled from the family."

……

Simon couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted to exit this illusion, but he didn't know how to do it because he had little experience with magic.

Just when he thought the start was bad enough, something even worse happened.

That is, before it became a cliché, it was considered a classic scene, inspiring countless emotional writing styles. Years later, you might feel embarrassed looking back at it, but the first time you watched it, it was definitely a memorable one.

break off an engagement!

Simon looked at the high elf girl in front of him, who was high and mighty with a compassionate look, and he felt like crying.

I put it in, I put it in deeply.

He now began to doubt whether the student who created this phantom knew him and was hitting his emotional weak spots accurately.

No, he was just an ordinary baker, it was hard for him to know students from a prestigious school, especially a prestigious school for spellcasters.

Even sadder.

To be honest, the compensation given by the high elf girl in the plot was pretty good. If he really met her, he would accept it immediately without any hesitation, otherwise he would be afraid that the other party would go back on her word.

After being beaten by society for many years, he is no longer the fearless boy.

Maybe he had never been that kind of teenager.

Because Simon, who was not liked since childhood, learned early on that it is best to be afraid of everything. This is the way to protect himself.

Even though my mentality was worn out like this, I was still a little excited when I saw the three-year agreement scene.

Although I don't know what I'm excited about.

So what if we agree on three years?

At this time, the old man in the ring, Elminster, made a brilliant appearance.

"Do you want to become a great wizard?"

Simon knew that this was just a story, and that a mysterious old man would not suddenly appear and give him a chance to change his fate. He did not have that talent.

But he still answered with genuine emotion, along with his own character in the plot, “Yes.”

Then, Elminster unleashed upon him the essence of his life's learning.

Ten-ring spell, magic infusion.

From then on, no matter what spell he learned, as long as he kept practicing, he would be able to gain proficiency. Once the proficiency reached the standard, he would directly obtain new effects and could continue to upgrade his skills.

He knew that there seemed to be a saying that the God of Magic did not allow mortals to use spells above the ninth ring, and he also knew that this effect was a bit outrageous even for a tenth ring spell.

But what the heck!

You're already dreaming, why don't you dream bigger?

In the following plot, he kept practicing basic magic missiles, and with unremitting efforts, he finally improved it to the level of accelerating critical strikes and bringing additional lightning damage.

He is done!

Just when he had finished training, the elf who had mocked him as a lowly half-blood and a shameful waste met him again on the training ground and taunted him again.

However, the Simon now is no longer the Simon in the previous two episodes. He decisively initiates a spell duel.

Just wait, I'll use a magic missile with accelerated critical strike and lightning to smash his ugly face and avenge my previous humiliation.

Many elves and half-elves were attracted by the news of the duel and will become spectators to witness his victory.