Latest website: Looking at the page in front of him and the four groups of nouns on it, Kewen's heart gradually became hot.

Next to him, Makarov, who was sitting at the bar, turned his head in surprise, because he noticed the magic power that was bubbling in Kewen's body.

Looking at Kewen's posture, President Makarov couldn't help but move his **** closer, and then looked at the paper.

Looking at it, I couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, Kewen also recovered from the actions of President Makarov. After calming down the magic in his body, he turned his head and smiled at the other party: "What's wrong, old man? Why are you stunned?"

"Huh? It's nothing." President Makarov also returned to his senses, and then shook his head with a smile: "I just didn't expect that you can summarize most of the knowledge in the library with only three words."

"Because there are too many magic books." Kewen responded with a smile: "I can't learn one by one slowly, so I have to summarize and start from the essence of most magic."

"It's a perfect summary." President Makarov looked very pleased, and nodded: "However, I suggest that you study and study from an element system first."

"Why?" Kewen was puzzled.

"Because it's too difficult, I mean grasping the essence of all the elements in one breath."

After saying this, President Makarov stretched out his finger and clicked on the paper, so that branch words suddenly appeared below the group of words "Elemental Mastery".

Then, he pointed to one of the branches and said: "So you'd better focus on learning one first, and then you will find that one method can lead to all methods, and the essence of other element systems is similar."

Kewen was stunned, and said with a little joy: "I understand, I am preparing to innovate the 'Elemental Mastery' magic, it is like a treasure trove, but it is too strong and difficult to enter."

"And starting from an elemental branch is like I have mastered a key to open the door to the treasure house!"

"That's right." President Makarov praised his expression, pointed to the phrase 'elemental modeling', and continued: "The same is true of modeling magic, first start with an element system, and then directly point to the essence of all modeling magic. ."

"I will!" Kewen nodded again and again: "Thank you, old man for reminding me!"

President Makarov laughed so hard that he lost his eyes: "Oh haha, as a parent, isn't that what it should be."

"Then." Kewen pointed to 'Law Magic' and asked expectantly, "Master, what about this magic? What advice do you have?"

"Uh um..."

President Makarov was stopped by the question, pinched his chin and thought for a long time, then suddenly raised his head.

Under Kewen's expectations, President Makarov showed a somewhat naive smile: "I don't know."

"Ah?" Kewen's expression froze, thinking he had heard it wrong, and quickly confirmed, "What did you say?"

"I don't know." President Makarov shrugged heartlessly: "Because of the study of 'spell magic', I only involved a little bit of word magic, as for other 'laws'. , 'Contract', I don't understand it at all."

Kewen was speechless, looking forward to a game in vain.

"It's up to you to study it yourself." President Makarov raised his hand and patted Kewen on the shoulder, encouraging: "I have confidence in you, with your talent, I believe that one day you will be able to This 'law magic' research has been successful."

"Ok……"

Kewen sighed slightly, and then continued to ask without looking forward: "What about this 'Arc of Time' magic?"

"Well, I also have no talent." President Makarov scratched the top of his head: "But although I don't understand, I have to give you a reminder."

"You said." Ke Wen corrected his expression.

"The arc of time, it is one of the 'ancient lost magic'." President Makarov said with a serious face and a serious tone: "You must be clear, the so-called loss does not mean 'the disappearance of inheritance'. That kind of loss."

"What kind of loss is that?" Kewen asked curiously.

President Makarov replied in a condensed voice: "It is the loss of the ancient wizards who were disappointed with it and gave up, thus becoming a lost!"

"Why was it abandoned?" Kewen asked.

"Because many ancient magics have various strong side effects." President Makarov said with a distant look: "Once the control is not good and there is a mistake, those magics will take the life of the caster, so, Many ancient magics were abandoned by the mages at that time, and those that still have inheritance and records today are called the so-called 'ancient lost magic'."

"So it is." Kewen took it to heart, and then said, "I understand, I will learn to use it carefully!"

"Be careful!" President Makarov warned again worriedly.

Cowen nodded his head.

At this moment, a tall figure walked in from the guild gate, blocking most of the sunlight pouring into the hall from the gate.

Kewen turned his head and found that it was a middle-aged man he had never seen before, so he reminded President Makarov: "Master, someone has come to issue a mission."

"Well?"

President Makarov heard the words and looked, but his whole body froze slightly. Valley

As the man gradually approached, the relaxed look on President Makarov's face gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a blank expression.

"Isn't that Ivan?"

In the distance, Makao, an old member of the guild, found the person coming, and couldn't help shouting: "Where have you been in the past two years? Why haven't I heard from you?"

The man named Ivan gave Makao a fake smile and nodded in response: "I traveled abroad for two years, and we will talk later. I will talk to the president."

"No problem." Makao raised his glass: "Let's have a drink together after we talk."

Ivan smirked again and nodded, then turned to look at the bar.

Stepping to the bar, Ivan glanced at Kewen, who was sitting in the bar, and then stopped his strong and oppressive body.

Bowing his head and looking at President Makarov for a moment, Ivan raised the corner of his mouth and greeted with a very alienated smile: "Yo, Dad, I haven't seen you for more than two years, how are you?"

Kewen was stunned for a moment, looked up at Ivan in surprise, is this the president's son and Laxus' father?

"Ivan..." President Makarov did not have any joy that he had not seen for a long time, but asked with a serious expression: "What the **** are you doing in the past two years! I have heard a lot of bad news. about you!"

Ivan gradually put away the smirk on his face, and after a moment of silence, he immediately opened a somewhat presumptuous smile: "Are you talking here?"

President Makarov raised his head and stared at the other party for a while before taking a deep breath.

"Kewen, stare here for me first."

After speaking in a deep voice without looking back, President Makarov got up and jumped off the bar, and walked towards the back door with a very depressed atmosphere.

Ivan didn't immediately follow, but looked down at Kewen, then turned around with a smile and went to the back door.

Watching the father and son disappear into the back door corridor, Kewen slightly frowned and retracted his gaze.

He was about to greet Makao to ask about Ivan, but he canceled the plan. After all, listening to Makao's tone before, the other party obviously didn't know Ivan's true situation.

In that case, forget it first, after all, it is also President Makarov's family business.

Shaking his head, Kewen picked up the pen and paper again, and began to follow President Makarov's suggestion, preparing to start his magic research from the mastery of fire magic.

I don't know how long ago, Kewen had written and drawn more than a dozen manuscripts, and was interrupted by a greeting: "Kewen, where is the president's father?"

Stopping writing and looking up, Kewen smiled at Erza in front of him, and pointed the tip of his pen to the back door: "The old man is talking to someone in the back, you just came back from the task, you need to register, right?"

"Yeah." Erza nodded.

"I'll do it." Kewen said he reached under the bar and took out the registration form.

Seeing this, Erza took out the task receipt: "Here, I'll go see if there are any suitable tasks."

Kewen took the receipt and started the registration. Just after the registration was completed, Erza had walked back with a task list again.

"Kewen, help me register this task."

"Aren't you going to make some repairs?" Kewen said while taking the task list: "Also, haven't you already obtained the 'S-level' challenge qualification? Why do you have to rush the number of tasks so quickly?"

"I plan to continue to hone my strength while doing the task."

Elsa showed a very sassy smile: "There are still two months until the assessment, if you have more strength, you will have a little more confidence in the assessment!"

"I see."

Kewen quickly completed the registration of the new task, and then encouraged Erza: "Then come on, when you pass the test, I will give you a small gift as a congratulation."

"No problem~lightnovelpub.net~ Erza showed a very beautiful smile, and then said: "By the way, Kewen, help me add the 'Teleportation Scroll' and 'Mana Potion'. "

"No problem, how much?"

"Five bottles of potion, give me a book directly from the scroll."

Kewen leaned down again, took out a blue-covered 'teleportation book' from under the bar, opened a very sturdy metal box, and took out the mana potion from it.

Erza collected the things, paid the money, said goodbye to Kewen, and turned around and walked out of the guild.

Watching Erza's back disappear, Kewen looked at the back door again. After so long, the father and son still didn't come out.

Sighing and thinking no more, Kewen retracted his gaze and continued to bury his head in writing the manuscript, and from time to time he listed various calculation formulas on another piece of paper.

Just when he felt that the calculation speed was too slow, a roar suddenly sounded inside the back door...