I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

She said to Fulilian, "Tell me what magic you want."

"I can grant you one."

Flilian asked in confusion, "What magic do you want?"

She looked through Celia and saw the pile of books like a mountain in the hall behind Celia.

"I have the knowledge in most of the magic books in history." Celia looked at Fulilian, "The so-called magician."

"It means spending your whole life to seek the magic you want."

[The ancestor is so kind, he gives you magic directly! Give your disciple a big red envelope! ]

Celia looked at Fulilian, "Tell me, I will grant it to you."

At that time, the young Fulilian said, "No need."

Celia was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and smiled.

Flilian looked at her, "The greatest pleasure of magic is the process of seeking it."

On the side, Flame smiled when she heard it.

"Flame." Celia's voice was low, her eyes were no longer smiling, and her tone was decisive: "This child will never achieve great things."

"She doesn't have a burning ambition."

[My master of the school. ]

[If Fufu also learned to fight for the sake of fighting, she would probably be stronger than her master, but as she said, magic is for exploration. ]

Flame had a clear smile on her face, and she said to Celia: "Teacher."

"She will be able to destroy the Demon King in the future."

Flame stood up and looked at Fulilian beside her.

"A magician like her will definitely create an era of peace."

Flame's eyes were gentle and firm.

The look she gave Fulilian was full of admiration.

"You mean I can't do it?" Celia glanced at Flame.

"You crave fighting." Flame saw it clearly, "so you can't kill the Demon King."

"We can't do it."

Flame herself is the same, she can't kill the Demon King either.

She looked at Celia, "Teacher, can you imagine it?"

"What would it be like to live in a peaceful era?"

Celia didn't care, she glanced at Furriel.

Furami smiled and said firmly:

"Furriel is a magician born for a peaceful era."

Furriel was still young at the time and didn't understand what the teacher meant.

She looked at Celia with a confused look.

The scene changed.

Furriel's confused look was replaced by a smiling look at the moment.

She looked at Duncan opposite her and pointed her staff at him.

"Well said, a magician should be like this."

[Help, this transition, it feels like a lifetime ago...]

[Furriel is no longer the same as before. ]

[Become calm, wise, and sagacious, with the feeling of the brave Sinmer. ]

Above.

The sound of ice breaking came from the cliff.

Above the divided battlefield.

Lavigne bent her knees and breathed heavily.

Holding her staff, she and Connie faced Richter's attack, and they were obviously struggling.

The sound of footsteps on the thin ice.

Richter stepped on the broken ice and stepped on the ground calmly.

[Ah, my life is like walking on thin ice. ]

[Frost shatters. ]

"Damn it." Lavigne frowned, and her breath turned into white mist, "I can't freeze him at all."

"The magic power gap is too big."

Lavigne exerted force, and diamond-shaped sharp ice blocks formed in the air around her, "Ice Arrow Magic."

Countless diamond-shaped ice arrows shot at each other.

After the ice arrows shot at Richter, there was a huge bang.

Smoke filled the air.

The ice arrows shot at the semicircular earth shield.

Richter was not hurt at all.

"Too weak." Richter didn't even frown.

He put his hand on the ground.

‘Bang——’

Lavigne felt bad and said quickly: “Connie, defend!”

Connie stood in front, “I know!”

‘Boom——’

A lot of earth blocks attacked them.

Connie used defensive magic to block the attack.

Richter said, “You made a lot of noise before.”

“I think I have figured out your weight.”

His tone was calm, as if the two young girls in front of him could not defend against his attack at all.

‘Bang! ’

While speaking, Richter used earth control magic to block the ice arrow attack.

On the opposite side, Lavigne was surrounded by ice arrows.

“Ice magic lacks lethality.” Richter looked at Lavigne.

Then he looked at Connie on the side, “There are also magicians who cannot fight without water.”

Connie was alert and used defensive magic to block the attacking earth blocks.

Richter said in a dissatisfied tone, "Why was I sent here?"

He erected a semicircular earth shield to defend against the 'lack of lethality' ice arrows.

He waved his hand and used the earth control magic to attack Lavigne.Hit.

Connie stood in front of Lavigne and used defensive magic to help Lavigne block the attack.

A large number of earth clods pierced and were blocked in front.

"You are so arrogant." Lavigne couldn't help complaining in a cold tone.

"Your magic is also quite noisy."

She and Connie looked at the opposite side, and Lavigne knocked on the earth clods beside her.

"Do you have enough magic power to play like this?"

Richter half-squatted on the ground, "You graduated from the magic school, right?"

"Are the old guys still teaching a war of attrition around defensive magic?"

Richter stood up and saw a familiar fighting method from the two girl magicians on the other side.

"What do you mean?" Connie asked.

Seeing that the two girls didn't seem to understand, Richter said in a teaching tone: "Let me explain the history of magic to you."

"Defense magic developed against murder magic back then."

"It has strong resistance to magic itself."

Connie and Lavigne saw that the other party was not going to attack, so they retracted their arms holding the staff.

[You really are taking care of children. ]

[It feels that Connie's magic reserve is good, so continuous large-scale defense. ]

Richter stretched out his hand and gestured a small defensive magic in the air.

"But the defense ability against physical matter has not improved."

[It's okay to give the enemy a lesson. ]

"Of course, there is a clear reason for this." Richter held a small defensive magic in his hand and continued to explain.

"Because in terms of performance, it is enough to defend against the physical attacks of monsters and warriors."

In the picture, a wolf-shaped monster attacked, and its claws slapped the magician, but it just slapped on the shield of defensive magic.

The shield was not even broken.

"The performance of defensive magic cannot be excessive." Richter looked at the defensive magic in his hand.

The honeycomb-shaped shield of defensive magic has changed.

Subdivided and split.

Arranged and combined.

"If you pursue perfection, the spell will become more complicated."

"Thus, it will have a fatal impact on the activation speed."

Lavigne and Connie looked at the defensive magic shield in Richter's hand.

[One speaks seriously and the other listens seriously. ]

Richter squatted down and put his hands on the ground.

"The history of magic is the history of attack and defense."

Connie and Lavigne saw this and immediately became alert.