The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

　　 After having breakfast at home, Allen cleaned the dishes and chopsticks at home, and then took up his backpack and went to school.

Allen came to the school, and the day without any surprises seemed to be because the empire’s official response was extremely fast, and the news of the arrest of the fugitive had been reported. At this time, everyone in the school was discussing this matter enthusiastically. But there is no longer the fear and worries before, but with a relaxed mood of watching the excitement.

　　 spent an ordinary and the same day at school. Without the fears and fears and cautiousness before, even Hughes and Zarya beside them felt that Alan's mood improved.

　　 After school in the afternoon, Allen greeted her close friends and came to Dongcheng District, Austin's site. However, what is different from usual is that today's Allen is no longer as evasive as usual, but with a feeling of excitement and eagerness, as if he is about to see the truth of this world.

　　 "Here." Bol glanced at Alan, put down the gun he was maintaining, and greeted him.

　　 Well, Allen, who came to this underground shooting range again after many days, also responded with a smile.

　　 "Yesterday's book should be read, I have any questions." Bol looked at Alan and took out his cigarette, saying casually.

　　 "Is the threshold for the caster really that high? Is there no other way?" Alan glanced at Bor, struggling to ask.

　　 "Don't you already know the answer." In the smoke, Bol's face also became blurred, and he stretched out his right hand to beckon him to sit down.

　　 "But I still hope to get a different answer." Alan's eyes were still unwilling, but his face became calm again.

　　 "The first thing you need to know is that the composition of our executive department is extremely complicated."

　　 "Some of them are talents cultivated by other forces, but they have reached agreement with the empire in some aspects, so they work for the empire in the executive department."

　　 "The other part is that the descendants of the nobles of the empire came here for gilding in order to accumulate military merits. Of course, there are also the second sons of the family, or the heirs who are not valued at home, came here to fight for a birth."

"The other part is yours. The descendants of the nobles of the empire are not all outstanding talents, and the empire also needs fresh blood, so we will discover some folk geniuses and incorporate them into our system." Bo You often sighed, and beautiful smoke rings floated in the air.

　　 "So, in order to maintain the vitality of this system and the development of the empire, we will always absorb fresh blood, and you are one of these geniuses."

　　 "Me?" Alan stretched out his finger to point at himself with some confusion.

　　 "Don't doubt, you are indeed a genius, but your talent is not in the traditional sense of IQ." Bol glanced at Alan and knew his doubts.

　　 "Your talent is that excellent physical fitness, flexible to terrible agility, keen perception like a beast, and rapid adaptation to combat and rapid learning of combat skills."

　　 "You are not a genius in the traditional sense, but your talent in combat is extremely terrifying." Bol put half of his cigarette into the silver disc on the side.

　　 Alan looked at this scene without changing his face, but felt extremely distressed in his heart, and cursed Bol, the prodigal son.

　　 "Then going back to the original question, do you think your talent can be a spellcaster." Bol looked at Allen, looking straight into Allen's eyes like a cold bear.

　　 "No." Alan also faced Bol with his eyes, did not look away, and seriously said the most true thoughts in his heart, but there was still a bit of bitterness in the words.

　　 "So, your talents cannot support your dreams. Moreover, the empire does not cultivate us to allow us to develop freely and grow wantonly."

"You don't have enough talent to let you choose which path, so if you want to become a spellcaster, then you only have to spend a lot of money. Whether it is auxiliary materials for meditation, potions for advanced use, or alchemy for upgrading aptitude Pharmacy is a huge expense." Bol looked straight into Allen's eyes, his tone was inexplicably obscure, "You are not a noble child who can be willful, and you are not one of those with wealth. Big businessman, your background is just a commoner."

"Of course, your starting point is much better than those of real civilians. Although your parents did not anticipate their disappearance during their lifetime, they still left you with a precious opportunity to become a member of the Imperial Executive Department. "

When Allen heard these words, he didn't know what to say. He just felt a sour urge from his lungs to his nose. He was familiar with this feeling, but he was extremely unfamiliar. It seemed that it hadn't been like this for a long time. My eyes feel a little moist for some reason. However, in the end he just listened to Bol's narration extremely calmly.

　　 "So, you see, in fact, from the very beginning, the caster is a profession that the real talented and wealthy businessmen can play." Bor's tone of voice calmly spoke of this heartbreaking truth.

　　 "Of course, you don't have to worry. Although the caster is very powerful, the real strong among the fighters is no worse than them." Bol saw Alan's appearance, and he didn't sincerely comforted him.

"I actually don't care about the nobility and scarcity of spellcasters, but I saw in the book that those alien shuttle and space teleportation technologies were developed by them. I want to master this power because I believe that they It’s just another world without dying." Allen raised his head and looked at the rock above his head, his eyes lingering as if penetrating the void, and his voice was like the smoke from the setting sun, vaguely vague, but every word was heavy.

　　 Bol did not speak, but looked at the rock wall above his head with Alan, as if there was some great mystery hidden in it.

　　 "It is not only the caster who can travel through the space, the warrior can also do it, but I don't know how far it will be." Bol's lips squirmed a few times, and finally he didn't know what kind of mood he was talking about. He knows how far away what he is talking about is from Alan, but he wants to give him a hope, a hope that he can continue to work hard.

　　 Allen’s blurred eyes condensed suddenly, as if the soft flowing water had condensed into solid ice, and the hot molten iron cast into a sword, full of sharp edges and full of firmness.

　　 "Thank you." After a moment of silence, Allen said.

　　 "It's nothing, the implementer is not as good as you think." Bol watched Alan reply and continued, "Do you remember the scene that night."

"Of course." The face was indifferent, but Alan's surprise can be seen from his slightly moving eyebrows. He knew that the other party knew what he did that night after he found him, but he didn't know that the other party was here at this time. What do you mean by mentioning it?

"The magic power of the caster in the Dark Iron Step can only be compared to a cannon, and the power is limited, the cost is huge, and the preparation is extensive. Therefore, in this era, the Dark Iron Step caster mainly learns in addition to a few basic attack spells that must be learned. Auxiliary spells, healing spells. Research spells, etc., are often dominated by thermal weapons on the battlefield."

　　 "Although the empire is to train new people, it will give you some help, but these help is not free. When you enter the black iron level, you need to work for the empire to obtain the necessary training resources."

"The spellcaster's empire puts a lot of effort into it, so they need to do a lot of tasks. Even if they are afraid of killing and are unwilling to go out, they also need to work in the empire's research institutions, and the time at this stage is often not short. After all, the spellcaster The strength of the caster is piled up with money. The more powerful, the more money is needed for research, so that they can go further along this road." Bol said the burden behind the strength of the caster.

　　 "Do you understand the concept of the black iron step now." Bor seemed to have thought of something and asked.

"Well, I made up for the basic knowledge of extraordinary power last night." Allen replied affirmatively, "Extraordinary power, regardless of type, regardless of occupation, is divided into enlightened black iron rank, brilliant silver rank, and stigmata. Golden rank."

　　 "The black iron step is the beginning of everything, the starting point of transcendence, just like when human beings woke up from ignorance, as if they had received revelation from heaven, so it is called revelation."

"Silver Step is the will, emotion, desire, etc. of the transcendent who merged into one at the most turbulent moment to give birth to a soul that originated from itself but is detached from it. The soul is extremely powerful and exudes in the transcendent spiritual sense. The dazzling light, so it is called Huiyao. From then on, the transcendent began a truly transcendent journey, the first step to transcend the mortal~www.wuxiahere.com~ Before even the black iron step was powerful, It is impossible to extend life span, even because of being brave and fierce when young, the body is covered with dark injuries, and life span may be shorter than that of ordinary people."

"And the Silver Step will not be like this. After the Silver Step’s powerhouse enters this stage, his life essence will begin to sublimate, and his life span will be naturally extended, even if it does not reach the longevity species like elves and dwarves. Degree, but it also has a lifespan of 200 years."

　　 "You went to read the book." Bol smiled, as if agreeing, "Then do you know where the biggest leap of the Silver Step is."

"It's fighting spirit and magic." Allen also broke away from some low emotions. "The combatants are awakened in the emotional turmoil, and the magical particles in the flesh merge with the flesh under the light of the soul. 1. Accomplishing fighting spirit: The situation of the caster is similar. At this time, after the soul is awakened, the original huge spiritual power is combined with the magical particles in the air under the guidance of the soul to become the magical power that contains its own unique imprint."

"So you understand. In terms of the nature of power, the difference between the caster and the combatant is not that big. Fighting energy and magic are only derived from vitality. In a sense, fighting energy is the force born in the ultimate physical body. And magic is the power of the sublimation of the spirit that is enhanced to the extreme. The two are just the different manifestations of the essence of life in the sublimation process. Although the emphasis is different, the essence is not superior or inferior." Bol looked at Allen seriously. Said.

　　 "Don't worry, Big Brother Bol, I won't be so overwhelmed." Alan understood Bol's meaning, did not change the subject, did not lose, and replied earnestly and firmly.

　　 "Well, do you have any combat career you desire?" Bol asked after finishing the previous topic.

　　 "I..."