You don't cast spells by the rules at all, do you?

That is why most of the mystics and great magicians at that time came from the Hall of Truth. To some extent, "The Beginning of Forbidden Spells" can be said to have directly raised the potential of low-level wizards and given them more possibilities to become great magicians in the future.

The baby should be raised from a young age.

If there are no geniuses, the Temple will cultivate its own.

Sean suddenly felt that his previous self wasn't that stupid after all?

To be honest, he had learned a lot of spells through dreams. In this regard, the knowledge he possessed might be more than that of some high-level wizards. So he didn't have high expectations for the third floor of the temple. He just wanted to come up with something to give to Kate. He couldn't let her work in vain.

Of course Elviri also has to give it.

After all, she is suspected to be my brother-in-law's sister-in-law.

But Sean didn't expect that the third floor would give him such a big surprise. He was now more and more interested in the floors above, especially the top floor, the Path of God...

"Isn't the tenth level the end point?"

Can humans really break free of the shackles of mortal flesh and become gods who look down upon the world from above?

Sean realized that he seemed to be thinking a little too far and stopped himself in time.

As I said, he is not a person who aims too high.

It's just... everyone is curious, so Sean rolled his eyes, walked up the stairs, carefully stretched out one foot, stepped into the fourth floor of the library, and wanted to see if he could sneak across.

As a result, you will die if you try.

The moment he stepped out with his right foot and stepped onto the fourth floor, a pressure several times stronger than that of the third floor suddenly pressed down like a mountain, directly crushing the sole of his foot to his calf from where he had crossed the line into powder, which then turned into specks of light dust and sank into the air, adding to this spiritual world.

The pressure was so violent and sudden that Sean didn't feel any pain. It was like being hit by a bullet and the first thing he felt was numbness, not pain.

But Sean couldn't help but take a deep breath.

In the blink of an eye, the foot was gone. It was exciting just to watch.

He remembered the wizard who was blown away by the statue in the square.

"Wait, I'll be back!"

Seeing that things were hopeless, Sean turned around decisively, jumped down the stairs, took out "The Beginning of Forbidden Spells" and some books recording the rituals of truth, and skipped to the dormitory.

These books cannot be brought back to reality; after all, they are spiritual products. And according to what he has learned recently, they cannot even be taken out of the temple and can only be read inside the temple.

But it doesn’t matter, since he is the only one on the third floor, he can look wherever and in whatever posture he wants.

But it's different from Sean's gain and excitement.

In front of Flores Hospital.

The caregiver who was sitting in the driver's seat of the car and preparing to drive to Old Siegel City suddenly felt his eyelids twitch, causing him to pause in fastening his seat belt.

He couldn't help but look at Quill who was sitting in the back seat in the rearview mirror, and said hesitantly: "Dr. Quill, I have a bad feeling."

Quill: “Oh?”

The nurse explained: "My eyelids are twitching badly."

Quill chuckled, "It means you're going to get rich. Pretty accurate. I'm thinking of giving you a bigger bonus after I catch Sean this time."

Nurse: "But my right eye is twitching."

"Right eye." Quill said "Oh" again and said, "That's feudal superstition, don't worry about it."

Nurse: “…”

"Go ahead and drive." Quill said with a nonchalant smile, "Your eyelids won't twitch when we catch our writer."

The nurse seemed to want to say something, but hesitated for two seconds and finally didn't say it. He nodded: "Okay."

He stepped on the accelerator, and the black car sped away, heading towards the city of Old Siegel, ninety-seven kilometers away.

……

Chapter 29 This lady, you don’t want to either...

The signing event was held in a shopping mall on the pedestrian street in the city center.

On the first floor, a location that can be seen as soon as you enter the door.

Sean chose the venue himself. He picked one that was relatively close to him among several locations with the most traffic.

With his current fame, he is not worthy of such an expensive commercial center. It would cost a lot of money just to rent the venue for a day, and the investment and return are unlikely to be proportional. After all, his writing is not popular and cannot be compared with those of real literary masters.

And because the stories he created would be posted online, they were more entertaining in nature, without much substance or thought. In serious literary circles, they were at the bottom of the contempt chain, and were far less popular and profound than poems about urinating in a line and a pit.

But making money is not shabby.

Anyway, the venue fee was fully sponsored by the publishing house and he didn't have to pay a penny, so Sean chose it shamelessly. At that time, he was just a writer and of course he wanted to increase his popularity and hoped that his works could be seen by more people.

He never denied that he was a worldly man.

Sean was very grateful to the publisher at the time.

It is rare to find such kind-hearted capitalists who insist on investing even when the expected return is negative. They can be called angels among devils.

But now it seems that he is still too young.

A dog will always eat shit. You think that capital will be kind-hearted, but in fact, you just don’t see the real benefits.

This matter may not have much to do with the publishing house. They are just middlemen who get paid to do things. But after opening his eyes to the world during this period of time, Sean believes that the Flores family must be behind this book signing event.

During the last two days of the month, the person in charge of this event at the publishing house called him and confirmed with him again and again:

"Mr. Sean, are you sure you can come to the book signing event on September 9st?"

"We are preparing to lay GG on the pedestrian street."

Sean wasn't sure if Quill had asked her to ask, but his answer wouldn't change.

"Don't worry, I won't be late."

In the bathroom, Sean, wearing a mask, held his mobile phone, looked at himself in the mirror, and laughed softly.

He is in the mall now.

Sean was in a very relaxed mood at the moment, and it wasn't an act.

After one deep meditation and two forbidden meditations, the magic power he controlled had reached 3.14 Laks, entering the second level - this was not the point, the point was the techniques and methods recorded in "The Beginning of Forbidden Spells".

Maybe because he had written "The Beginning of Forbidden Spells" in the past, or because he had practiced it and had latent memories of it in his mind, meditation went particularly smoothly. After only two times, he was almost able to touch the sun in the sky.

If this trend continues, it won't be long before he can pick the sun and eat it.

More importantly, although he has not yet completely completed the forbidden meditation and cannot be considered successful in his practice, this process is phased and will be reflected in the wizard's body in a timely manner. In other words, he can now gain power through more parts of his body, and the magic power he truly controls is far more than just π.

So Sean was relaxed.

He came to the mall today not to look around and plan an escape route like he did when he went to Flores Hospital before, but to buy himself some new clothes. After all, this was his first autograph session, and Sean wanted to dress himself decently for a public appearance in such a big occasion.

Then we can give Quill some respect.

After coming out of the restroom, Sean continued shopping in the mall, walking and stopping, chatting with the salesperson with a smile from time to time, and going to the fitting room to change clothes, just like a normal customer.

You can see that he is indeed very relaxed.

All the fear came from the lack of firepower. Sean, who had initially mastered the forbidden spell, was no longer afraid.

It’s just… although he felt relaxed, someone was nervous for him.

Ever since Sean entered the mall, a girl with a ponytail and wearing sunglasses has been following him secretly.

The girl's name is Isa. She is a journalist by profession, and her side job is Miss Flame Crow's "eyes". She helps Miss Flame Crow to keep watch, and occasionally she also acts as an agent, gathering intelligence or protecting specific targets. This time her mission is the latter.

Isa arrived in Old Siegel two days ago.

At that time, Sean was still staying in the motel. She couldn't find Sean right away, so she came to the pedestrian street, opened a hotel, and hung around near the shopping mall.

Isa was not in a hurry. She had already learned the general situation from Elviri. A newborn wizard wanted to take advantage of the signing event to use herself as bait to set a trap for a group of witch hunters. The signing event was on the 1st of next month, two days later. As long as she was not late, there should be no problem.

When she first received the task, she complained that this man was so brave and seemed not afraid of death. Unexpectedly, he was even braver than she thought and actually came here to hang out. What if she didn't recognize Sean and he was discovered by the witch hunters, wouldn't there be bloodshed in the mall today?

By chance, Elviri called to ask how she was doing.

"wait."

Isa picked up the camera hanging around her neck and took a lot of photos of Sean who was trying on clothes in front of a mirror in a store. The photos were printed out by the camera on the spot and gradually took on color after exposure. Looking closely, Sean in the photo was actually moving, repeatedly swinging his hips and looking at himself.

Isa waited until the photo was fully awake before she used her phone to take pictures of the person in her hand.

In fact, she could have just used her mobile phone to take pictures, and a camera would have been redundant, but this was her professional habit and also her hobby, which she could not change. Isa liked the feeling of pressing the shutter, which gave her a sense of reality that the world could be recorded.

She sent the photo to Elviri and complained, "Look at him, Miss Flame Crow. He knew the mall was dangerous, but he still came here to buy clothes. He doesn't take his life seriously at all."

When Elviri saw the photo, she whispered, "He's quite handsome."

Isa: "?"

"Miss Flame Crow, what did you just say?"

Elviri said expressionlessly: "Nothing."

Isa, who was standing far away, looked up and re-examined Sean: "Seems kind of handsome?"

Elviri: “…”

"Ahem." Isa coughed twice and asked, "Ms. Flame Crow, should I remind him to be more careful?"

"No." Elviri said, "Hide yourself and don't let him find you."

She didn't want Sean to know that she had sent someone over, otherwise Sean would think that she cared about him a lot.

In fact, no, she just has her own considerations.

"Okay." Isa said, "I understand. I'll report to you if there's any new information."

She hung up the phone and when she looked into the store again, she found that Sean was gone.

Isa was stunned, and before she could react, she heard a ghostly, deep voice coming from behind her.

"What to report? To whom?"

Isa: “!!!”

The sound was very close, and it scared her so much that she got goosebumps all over her body and her sunglasses almost fell off.

Looking back, I saw a broad chest.

With her loli-like body, she couldn't look the person straight in the eye. She had to look up to see his face. Who else could it be but Sean?

"You, you, you, why are you here?" Isa looked at the man who suddenly appeared behind her, nervously clutching her phone, and even stuttered when she spoke.

Sean noticed the photo in the girl's other hand and raised his eyebrows: "Are you still taking pictures of me?"

Isa immediately hid the photo behind her and argued, "I didn't! You must have seen it wrong!"

Xiao En didn't argue with her and asked directly: "Tell me, who asked you to come?"

Of course, Isa wouldn't say it. She dodged Sean's gaze and stammered, "Who asked me to come... I, I was just passing by. I like taking pictures, so I took a few photos."

"You're not going to tell me, right? That means one of your tasks is not to expose yourself. That's easy." Sean took out his cell phone, turned on the camera function, and took a photo of Isa in front of him.

"Ah!" Isa tried to dodge, but failed. Instead, she was photographed along with the dodging action.

"It's pretty cute." Sean commented objectively, "But..."

He tilted his head: "Miss, you don't want your boss to know that you failed the mission, right?"

Isa: “???”

……

Chapter 30: Really Humble (Please Read!)

"Sean, you're going too far!"

"Is this too much?"

Sean pursed his lips and said, "I took the photo in front of you, but you took it behind my back. Isn't that more excessive?"

Isa's face flushed and she said, "Then I am a pervert. It's normal for me to take a picture of a handsome guy when I see him on the street. Are you a pervert too?"

Sean: "..."

Self-destruction, right?