Diablo Destruction

In the study room of Lu Gaoyin's villa, it has been nearly ten days since I met Tarasha. During these times, I have always locked myself in the study room, either to fight against the magic foundation that Farah gave me, or to enter In a meditative state, I practiced the soul magic I had just mastered. The rest of the time was spent playing with the Horadric Cube and the magic scrolls that Tara Xialin gave me when she disappeared.

After a few days of exploration, I found that soul magic is not as easy to use as I thought. First of all, I can only explore my soul in a state of concentrated meditation. If I can't do it, I can even use magic in normal times. If you can explore it when you are young, many functions of soul magic will not be able to be exerted.

The second most difficult thing is to explore the magic mark in your soul. There are countless light spots in your soul. It is not easy to find the magic mark from these sea of ​​messages. It took me six or seven days to finally find it. It was easy to find a magic mark, but the problem came again. Seeing a dozen magic chains composed of countless incantations put together like twists and turns, I was suddenly confused.

It seems that he is a magical idiot.

Sure enough, there is no good thing in the world that comes for free. Even if soul magic provides a shortcut to the ultimate level of magic, if you can't even walk, it's all for nothing. My current situation is like being lucky enough to be killed by a super machine. Like the farmer who was hit by a computer but has never even touched a radio, he has a good thing but doesn't know how to use it.

Of course, if you don't understand the computer, you can press it randomly, and it will be torn apart at best, but the soul is different. I am 99% sure that if I rely on the protagonist's aura to randomly move the magic imprint in the soul, I think it will happen. If a blind cat encounters a dead mouse. Then the protagonist's aura will become an idiot's aura. If he is lucky, he may still retain the intelligence of a monkey and occupy the top of the mountain and become the monkey king.

Ahem, in short, the soul is like a precision instrument. If it is not absolutely sure, or it is not enough, it is beyond imagination. It's better to keep your distance and don't move your hands.

Therefore, I had to pick up the basic magic book that Farah gave me again, thinking that no matter how difficult this magic is, it can't be more difficult than high math, but I was wrong, I was really wrong, I underestimated the wisdom of people from another world. , was deceived by the simple knowledge in front. This damn magic foundation is like a college model. It starts with simple basic knowledge, but as soon as you get to the next chapter, the difficulty rises like the Himalayas. The content I'm looking at now is like a combination of TM's analytic geometry and assembly language. Just by flipping through it a little, countless stars pop up in my eyes. Oh, it's dark?

"Kala——"

Just when I was so depressed that I wanted to jump off the building, a dull voice broke the silence. The exquisite sandalwood door of the study was opened. When I looked up, it turned out to be Princess Sanwu holding a silver plate. Speaking of which, it was thanks to her presence these days. , otherwise I will definitely become a gloomy and decadent person living at home relying on ready-to-eat food. This little guy is quite reliable at critical moments.

"Is it noon yet?"

I stretched and subconsciously turned to look at the only window in the study. It was covered with a thick curtain, making it impossible to tell day and night.

"It's evening, Master." The expressionless Princess Sanwu corrected her immediately.

"..."

If I remember correctly, I had it in the morning. What about lunch? Serve it to me in another ordinary world?

Preface withdrawn. This guy is not reliable at all.

Forget it, if you argue too much with this little guy. I really lost. I touched my stomach and gave her a helpless look. No wonder my stomach growled so loudly. I thought it was because my brain cells were being consumed too much!

After devouring it for a while, the food for two adults was swept into my stomach in less than a few minutes. After wiping my mouth, I continued to immerse myself in the book.

A few minutes later……

"..."

A flawless and pretty face suddenly thrust into my eyes, so frightened that I quickly leaned back.

"Why, you're crying."

The owner of the pretty face, Moissa stretched out her jade fingers that seemed to be free from human fireworks from her sleeves, pointed at my tear-stained face and asked, "This little guy usually leaves immediately after I finish eating." Yeah, why are you suddenly in the mood today? Could it be that because I have become a squatter at home, I am finally worried about my master?

"Oh, no, it's nothing. I was moved by the profundity and erudition of magic." I wiped my tears and nose while wiping my hands on the page. I can't say that I was moved by the "scenery". I remembered Those are some of the red-light subjects in college.

"Is magic difficult?" Princess Sanwu's eyes flashed with confusion. She walked around from across the table and came closer to see what book I was reading.

Basics of magic? !

She was slightly startled: "Books, are they difficult? I finished reading them when I was eight years old."

Damn genius child, don't compare ordinary people with you. How can a person like you understand the sadness of ordinary people? Damn it, all the genius children in the world are suffering from Jiuyin Junmai and they will not live to be twelve years old.

Holding back the veins on my forehead, I tried to ignore the existence of this little kid and put all my energy into the book. Each one looked like a tadpole, like a frog, like an earthworm..., well, I can’t describe it any more, otherwise I would think that I was reading the Encyclopedia of Animals.

Princess Sanwu was probably unhappy when she saw that I was ignoring her. Although there was still no expression on her face, for some reason, I just felt a flash of unhappiness in her heart. Could this be the legendary telepathy? If it is true, it is really an unpleasant feeling!

Just when I was pretending that the other party didn't exist, Princess Sanwu took action. Her petite body bent slightly, and her head penetrated between my hands holding the book, squeezing my upper body and tilting me back. , she turned around, jumped slightly, and leaned her back against my arms, her soft buttocks sitting on my lap.

"If you want to play house, maybe next time?"

I can guarantee that if I were older and my smile was kinder, anyone looking at this scene would think it was a gentle father holding his precious daughter, reading to her and telling stories, and then he couldn't help but sigh: What a heartwarming scene of deep love between father and daughter.

Bah bah bah, who gave me such a big daughter?

"My father used to tell me stories often like this."

Seeing that I wanted to chase away the guest, the clever little guy actually played the sympathy card. Was he trying to arouse my father's love? Hoho, you little brat, I’m not that old yet, and besides, your dad’s not dead yet, right? No need for a substitute, right? If you want father's love, go find it yourself in the palace! !

"Be good, I'll tell you next time."

I said "pleasantly" and felt the veins on my forehead pop a few more times. I'll endure it, and I'll endure it some more.

"Idiot." Just when I was worried, Princess Sanwu seemed to whisper something, but unfortunately I didn't hear it.

"Book, let me help you." I don't know if it was my imagination, but her cheeks seemed to bulge slightly.

I was slightly stunned. Explain to me? Could it be that this little guy had this idea from the beginning but was too embarrassed to say it? Haha, it turns out that’s what it is, what a dishonest little loli. After I figured it out, my face suddenly lit up with joy. Yes, isn’t there the best teacher around me? Why is it so tiring to study alone?

"Fool."

This time, Princess Sanwu turned up the volume so that I could hear everything clearly. However, with the Lotte attribute fully turned on, I wouldn’t care about this. I thought it was just a sign of her arrogance. Besides, anyway, before She has also scolded her a lot.

Um, eh? Having said that, is it really okay for a maid to scold her master? Do I have m attribute?

She moved her body slightly to a more comfortable position, and unintentionally pressed closer to Moissa's body. A cold body fragrance like winter plums passed into her nose. The girl's soft body was so real. It's a pity that I have focused all my attention on the damn magic foundation now, and I definitely don't have any evil thoughts at all. Well, I promise, even if I do, it's just a little bit.

I don't know if it was the magic lamp on the table that illuminated her. Moissa's pretty face was glowing with a seductive pink color, but her expression was still indifferent. She was indeed an expert in the three attributes.

"Here, do you know what it means?"

She asked as she stretched out her index finger and pointed at a complex pattern on the book that looked like several three-dimensional polygons put together. Upon closer inspection, it seemed a bit like a circuit board diagram.

"This..., let's summon the UFO magic circle." I stared at it for a long time, and finally looked up into the distance, my body turned pale.

"Woo!!" The little guy seemed to scream, then stretched out his little hand and decisively turned the pages that had been turned a few tenths back to the first page.

"Start from here."

My eyes suddenly went dark...