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"...Isn't it good to be immersed in the pink atmosphere like two little girls?"

That way, he would be much younger-swallowing this sentence back into his throat, Xia Ming, who seemed to be thirsty, moisturized his lips, and spit out a sweet and greasy breath that had been suffocated for a long time.

The expression on his face was unobservable, and then he glanced at the woman who felt a little gossip and said with a serious face: "I said, [Just leave this to me, and I will solve her problem] -That is something that has nothing to do with your followers. If you want to inquire about my past or test me, then change the direction and continue to study this matter. It is not good for her."

"Mmmmmmmmmm-"

Scarha, who was forcibly cut off the topic again, didn't care. She pressed her mouth helplessly and stretched out that mature and beautiful face, revealing that it was somewhat inconsistent with her temperament, but it made people feel quite suitable. Little girl expression.

She sighed and said: "It seems that this kind of roundabout dialogue is really not suitable for me. The disciple's too smart is also a problem."

Skaha is not lacking in wisdom, but as she herself said, she is more suitable for a straightforward Celtic style than this kind of roundabout way of communication.

I'm afraid this clever disciple has already seen this through, right?

That's why the pretentious character...no, or that this straight-forward appearance is a disguise?

"I said, are you serious?"

As if feeling very surprised, Xia Ming ignored the dazzling "light" in his eyes, turned back and squinted at Skaha, stunned: "Aren't you letting me draw those patterns just to perfuse me? Are you going to come true? of?"

"Didn't you say that the roundabout style doesn't suit me."

With eyes narrowed in surprise, Skaja looked at the strange face with a slight smile. She always felt a little more comfortable and her voice was lighter.

"And I think you are also very interested in Luen. My side is [original Luen]. The real God's magic is not the modern one that has lost the foundation of the ancient magic."

"... Rune magic has been completed and constructed by someone in modern times. Now that is one of the basic magic, so you should know this."

After all, Chaldeans had no shortage of people who knew the state of modern magic.

Xia Ming was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Moreover, the loss of the magic base is irreparable, that is to say, compared to the gods of Luen, who has not even much of the magic base, he has completed the reconstruction. Modern Luen that can be cast in its entirety is more suitable for people of this era."

The follower is a special case of mysterious manifestation. As far as the magician is concerned, if he wants to perform magic, he must rely on the magic base.

The so-called magic base is something that will change with the different places and the changes of the times. In other words, even if a magician can move the magic of God to modern use, it lacks the corresponding It’s the base of magic, so it’s just the same behavior as the “Great Jumping God” in the surface world.

Magic is knowledge, not pure power. The so-called older the stronger, it is a conclusion drawn under the circumstances that the ancient mystery cannot be resolved.

And, the most important point is—

Xia Ming curled his mouth and turned his head when his eyes became a little hot. He calmly said the most important point: "Moreover, modern people cannot learn the magic of God, and magic of God is the most important thing for modern magicians. The value is that it has [ancient], which is similar to the significance of cultural relics to archaeologists."

Why would a magician pursue [ancient] tirelessly?

That's because they "cannot get", they can only "imitate", just like the [talent] they crave.

"I feel more and more that you are from a magician family."

Skaha said dumbly.

What Xia Ming said was actually common sense in the magic world, that kind of common sense that didn’t need to be deliberately mentioned and never forgotten. However, it was not that he gave her the feeling that "Xia Ming was born in the family of a magician". Common sense understanding.

It's the tone he used to describe these common sense—because of the desire for [ancient], but helpless, because this has become common sense, so indifferent is entrained with imperceptible longing.

Just like ordinary people when they talk about ancient stories, the tone is flat and there is a longing that even oneself can hardly detect. If that story can come to him, it would be great.

[Ancient] This is probably the case for magicians.

This is what Xia Ming gave her—even though she knew very well that these were all pretended by this little devil.

Scarha couldn't help blinking, and said helplessly, "The essence of magic is a deceit. From this point of view, I think you should be more competent. Why do you want to say such a lie that can be broken with a single poke? Woolen cloth?"

Xia Ming rolled his eyes: "Did I say something wrong?"

"That's not it."

Skaha shook his head and said honestly: "You just divide yourself into the category of people who can't learn the magic of the gods."

"Do you have an opinion on the fact that I am a modern person?"

"No, you are indeed a modern person."

"Then do you think that modern people can learn God's magic?"

"Impossible. Magic pursues the ancients, but it must advance with the times. For modern magicians, there is only a reference for reference in the sense of knowledge."

"That's not it."

Xia Ming waved his hand and said: "Although I am really...ah, no, I should say that I am interested in magic, but everything falls into the same thing. I don't have much enthusiasm for learning magic. So, as long as you continue to teach me the basics, just pretend to be in front of Lixiang."

"...Don't you seem to be trying to show off in front of her? It's really rare to say that."

One of Skaha's eyebrows raised: "A man at this age hasn't thought of'becoming stronger' in his mind. It seems that I have to reassess you."

Chapter Thirty: A Hug of Love, Hey?

"Become stronger? Why?"

Xia Ming couldn't help being dumb: "I am already strong, time can give me everything, why should I squeeze time?"

"Such a statement is really arrogant."

Skaha squinted his eyes and revealed a dangerous smile: "Originally thought it was'not caring', but now it seems that it is because I will have it sooner or later, so I don't care? This kind of uninspiring thought is a disciple. The worst thought."

Xia Ming shook his head and said nonchalantly: "Your statement is wrong, let me add it to you. The idea of ​​not being enterprising is not only for disciples, but even for people, no matter what it is. All kinds of people are not allowed-I think it is more appropriate for the teacher to say this."

"Thank you for your suggestion, I will keep it in my heart."

It didn’t seem to have a tone in the heart at all, just like Xia Ming was perfunctory himself, Skaha also prevaricated: “However, unfortunately, I am generally only responsible for teaching martial arts and magic, so your life mentor uses I probably won’t use it anymore, sorry."

"...Tsk, you'd better be more straightforward."

The tone and rhetoric were completely different from the Celtic style, and it always felt more responsive than the oblique way of speaking just now. Xia Ming could not help but slapped his tongue, and then took the initiative to bring the topic back.

"I don’t need strength for more than 80% of my time, and the remaining 20% ​​can be solved with what I have now. There is no need to waste time deliberately for accidents that are less than 1%. Prepare for the accident."

"The most important thing for people is this, not this—"

Xia Ming pointed to his brain, then pointed to the biceps that were absent on his arm, curled his lips and sneered, "What's more, the so-called'accident' itself is inevitable. The guy who prevents the "accident" is just because he is afraid of bearing the consequences of the "accident"."

Squeaking her eyes, Skaha slowly nodded. I don’t know if she wanted to express ridicule or was really surprised. She raised her lips and teased her voice: “Although there is a feeling like this from the beginning, it turns out that Are you really such a person? A waste-type character who advocates that everything does not require effort?"

"That's it."

Although it is said to be a waste-wood character, Xia Ming has always paid little attention to such things that are not painful to him, but it is always not good to be put on a bad hat casually.

Especially when facing people who don't just talk but don't know themselves very well.