The magician from the time of peace

Facing the serious Felix, Merris also responded with a serious attitude. He frowned slightly and asked, "Why? I haven't studied time magic, but it has a strong connection with space magic. Similarity, since magic can open two space slits at the same time for two-way space movement, why can't time magic?"

Because of Felix's words, Foster, who had gained a little knowledge by the way, had expected to see the magician who had always been at ease showing a little panic, but he didn't expect his focus to be so biased!

"I thought so too at the beginning. When I drew the magic circle, I also borrowed the means of space magic, but when I actually implemented the operation, I found that there was a big loophole in it, which prevented the magic power from running smoothly, so I used it. */,[email protected]#+!..."

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Foster originally pricked up his ears to steal the teacher, but they switched back to their own language in the middle of speaking, and this time it was not as good as the one who just met had similar vocabulary, each word he had never heard of , and it sounds like a very complicated academic term.

Enough is enough! Are all people in 1000 years like this? !

But Foster only dared to yell in his heart. With the experience of that officer—this poor man was being lifted up by his subordinates, holding his throat and coughing—how dare he be like before Shout out to Merris.

Sure enough, beauty is produced by contrast. Under the background of the new evil god, this communicative nobleman is shining like the goddess Nair.

Of course, as a magician, he should not believe in God in theory, but driven by the general trend of the country, he had no choice but to pretend to be full of respect for the national goddess.

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The two magicians over there also finished their theoretical discussion on "why we can't go back to the past", Merris sighed: "According to what you said, only when our magic power exceeds the total amount of Neferos, can there be any magic power?" Possibly breaking the wall of time and going back in time."

Felix nodded: "Yes, first of all, just the two of us cannot exceed the sum of all people 1000 years ago. Secondly, this is just a theory. Before the first practice, I thought that time magic could turn back. It can be seen that this theory and There is still a huge gap between reality. So the possibility of us going back is less than one in ten thousand, and this is a topic that should be abandoned."

"I know..." Merris pursed her lips: "I just think... I have so many things left in there..."

"So I brought a lot of stuff," Felix said.

He took out an agate bracelet, studded with gemstones of various colors, forcibly creating a dazzling effect in the sunny outdoor. Appearing, Felix grasped the end of the staff and pulled it from the bracelet.

This is a surprisingly plain silver staff.

Merris almost pounced on it, grabbed it in his hand, lifted it up high, and caressed the delicate dark lines on the stick that appeared due to the sunlight through the light, and he couldn't put it down. After touching it all over, it hugged Felix, who was standing next to him, and led him around several times unsteadily.

"Dear Philip, I really want to invite you to a dance!" Merris's eyes were full of excitement: "When you said you couldn't go back, I really thought I would never see you in my life." It's gone!"

Felix's face was light, but the uncontrollable upturn of his mouth exposed his heart: "It's more than that."

He turned the bracelet over again and put it away: "You have written half of the research report, the books you haven't read on the shelf, the pens and inks you are used to, and the clothes and accessories in the closet. I'm sorry that the last item is a little bit Many, I only picked the new ones you made this year."

Merris screamed softly like a child receiving a gift from Santa Claus, and he hugged Felix with all his strength, his voice trembling: "I, I really love you... Felix. I love you, I mean it..." His glib mouth could only repeat the simplest words over and over for a moment.

The well-dressed officer quietly pokes Foster and asks, "Great friendship?" You, the officer thought rather sourly.

Foster shrugged his shoulders: "The sage's definition of friends a thousand years ago is probably not the same as it is now."

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After Merris let go of Felix, he smiled embarrassedly at his gaffe, and returned his staff to Felix: "Give it to me when you need it."

Felix nodded and put it back in the bracelet.

The officer gave Foster a push, and the latter quickly seized the gap and stepped forward, directly passed Felix, who was closer, and asked Merris, who was smiling pleasantly: "Your Excellency, are you free? Can you help me?" wait……"

Before he finished speaking, it rained from the sky, and he was obviously taken aback, because just a few minutes ago, Merris was excitedly looking at his staff in the sun--after all, isn't it just a staff? A silver staff, not even a gem, why is it so precious.

Waking up from his stupefaction, he quickly looked at Meris, fearing that he would be punished in the name of "disrespect", but he found that the subject of his question was more completely stunned than he was.

Merris stretched out a hand to catch the raindrops falling from the sky. The amazing thing was that the water droplets evaporated into steam and disappeared as soon as they touched his hand. Foster noticed that he didn't even wet his clothes.

"Felix, is this your magic?" Merris asked hesitantly, because he knew very well that Felix hadn't done anything now.

These raindrops also avoided Felix one after another. In the increasingly heavy rain, the two of them were protected from the rain like a projection. Foster had given up using his hands to block the rain, anyway, his hair and clothes were already soaked.

"Well, it's mine." Felix admitted, "It should be the rain scroll I gave out earlier."

"Is it just asking for rain? It seems that the power is more than that." The rain poured down like a waterfall, and a faint light of fire appeared on Meris' body, but this did not prevent his shoes from being soaked by the accumulated water Wet, he frowned: "My shoes are wet."

Felix flicked his hand lightly, and the magic that belonged to him immediately swayed a clean and dry land. He explained: "I modified a small part of the characters privately, so that the fourth-level magic can reach part of the fifth-level magic. Effect."

"You seem to have succeeded." Merris said with a smile: "But I really don't understand why you are so obsessed with solidifying magic. Instead of drawing a magic circle, it's better to sing directly."

"Fixed magic can ignore the user's magic power level, I think it is very practical." Felix replied.

The officer who secretly occupied a small space in the magic refuge created by Felix couldn't help but speak out, his tone full of despair: "Your Excellency, when will the rain stop!"

"There are still three minutes and twenty seconds." Felix said: "But if you will give me some favors, I can make it stop now."

"No matter what you ask, I promise you, please stop it immediately—"

"That's the end of Merris' stupid agreement with you."

Before the officer could reply, Foster's screams rang out: "Well, what is that!!"

Merris looked up, and outside this safe zone, the rain had already reached his knees in an instant, and in the blurred rain, a huge wave with a height of tens of meters, like a tsunami, flew rapidly from the intersection of the two countries' battle lines. Run this way.

One can imagine how vulnerable Nefer's army would be when it swept across the entire battlefield.

"This is not my magic." Noticing Merris' eyes, Felix said quickly, "They did it themselves."

"I know, there is no smell of you in the magic power." Merris smiled slightly: "You stop your rain, and I will deal with the tide, how about it?"

For a moment, Foster felt that Merris' image was tall and reliable.

Felix nodded, staring straight at the center of the magic circle in the sky, chanting a spell in his mouth, allowing the ownership of the magic solidified on the scroll to return to his hands.

Merris looked at the waves that were closer to here - he actually didn't see this attack in his eyes - snapped his fingers and called: "The Flame Wing of Gluttony."

To his surprise, only a cluster of tiny flames flashed in the air, and nothing else happened.

This completely unexpected thing made him stunned for a few seconds, and the frenzied tide carrying sand, soil and stones took the opportunity to draw closer to tens of meters. live youth.

What, is there someone inside?

Merris didn't bother to think about why his firebird didn't come out obediently. He took out his silver staff from Felix's bag very smoothly, drew a beautiful circle in the air, and picked it up at the same time. The moonstone-faced ring on the lower little finger was thrown to the ground forcefully.A white light flashed on the ground, a space opening was slowly opened, and a strong water flow brought the poor young man in from the mouth.

It was too late for Foster to express his indignation at the act of wetting his dry clothes, because the fast-moving tide was only a few meters away from them, and the huge sound of water completely covered his screams: " Merris!!!"

The circle drawn by Meris with the staff has been automatically filled into a complete and complex magic circle. He held the staff like a gun, and pushed the tip of the staff into the center of the floating magic circle. The magic circle Every character on the screen emits a dazzling light, turning as if alive.

A wall of fire that was twice as high and twice as wide as the water waves rose out of thin air, blocking all the water trying to pass through it in a crushing manner. Like pearls, they are instantly evaporated into water vapor by the high temperature, leaving only the noisy sizzling sound to prove their existence.

The wall of fire disappeared, and the huge waves disappeared without a trace.The extremely noisy battlefield suddenly became unbelievably quiet.

Felix stopped the rain at some point, and leaned over to Merris: "If it was my magic, it would never be so weak."

"I know..." Merris smiled helplessly, and then showed a serious expression: "One of my spells failed just now, do you know the reason?"

"That firebird?" Felix kept listening to the movement on the other side: "Did you just call it a few days ago?"

"Yeah." Fire Wing is an advanced spell, and even Meris has to chant for a long time to summon it, but repeated summons within a week after a summon are downgraded to level [-] magic. A level of magic that can be used just by calling the name.

"Did I tell you that the amount of elements in the air in this era is about 10% less than ours?"

"No……"

"So part of the magic at the critical point cannot be activated in its original form. I have classified the types of water magic, but I am not familiar with fire magic, so I can only speculate theoretically."

Before their lengthy academic discussion—he already had experience—Foster interjected: "Your Majesty, don't you care about the man you just rescued?

Felix turned his head and glanced at the motionless young man on the ground, then turned to look at Merris: "Who is he?"

Merris: "...I don't know either."

If Lamb was conscious at this moment, he would definitely shout his name, just begging these people to get the water out of his lungs quickly, he is dying.