There are two ways to go to the Five Pagoda Peninsula, one is simply called the "road into the city", and the other is called the "VIP Red Carpet."

All the way to arrive on a normal trip is the "road into the city." The "VIP red carpet" refers to a teleportation circle, which is fixed at the top of the fifth training tower. The masters who cooperate with the training institute will obtain the magic. Secret orders, enter the peninsula from here.

After walking out of the teleportation array, the guest has to accept a simple check by a few senior spellcasters in the room. After passing the check, he can move freely in the training institute, of course, only in the open area. There are different levels of secret orders in the secret-related areas, and only licensed masters can enter and exit.

Burris has all the secret orders and can travel unimpeded in the Five Pagoda Peninsula, but his current status is "an apprentice who comes to the meeting on behalf of the tutor", so this time he has to control himself and not run to a place that does not conform to his status.

Lott’s identity is no longer a warlock this time. The Five Towers Peninsula does not allow warlocks to enter. Now he is also "the apprentice of Burris", although his temperament is not at all like a researcher... Burris knew that his reputation was very useful, anyway, as long as the "apprentice" could come up with a reliable token, other wizards couldn't say it because of disgust.

At Burris' request, Lott changed into a simple and low-key mage costume before leaving. He fiddled with the robe and asked, "That Hilda Academy cooperates with warlocks and also recruits noble students, but the Five Towers Peninsula does not allow warlocks to enter?"

"Yes," Burris said, "Hilda Academy believes that spellcasters should communicate more with the outside world, and hope that the outside world can deepen their understanding of magic. The Five Towers Peninsula is different. They only accept those that have a certain foundation. Masters must pass an assessment before entering the school."

"Thinking about it this way, there are quite a few schools for the Master..."

"Not much at all," Burris sighed. "It should even be said, too few. Do you know how many ordinary colleges of higher education in the Confederacy of Ten Nations? There are one or two in each country, and there are ten military tactical schools. Two, excluding the mercenary training camp, there are eight clergy schools to which the temple belongs, and the open enrollment of the mage school... there are only two on the entire continent. Of the two schools, Hilda The total number of teachers and students in, together, is approximately equal to one grade in the tactical school; the resident mages, vendors, and farmers on the Five Towers Peninsula add up to approximately one Dongqing Village."

Lott thought for a while, and slowly nodded: "I know why. I rarely met wizards when I was'out of the wind'... The wizards seemed to live particularly hidden. Now it's different. After being with you, I Meeting various spellcasters one after another gives me the illusion that there are mages everywhere now."

Burris smiled: "In fact, you feel right. The number of magic researchers has indeed increased year by year, although the increase is relatively slow."

After finishing talking, he suddenly became a little curious about one thing-Bone Maharaja can appear for seven days every 100 years. In so many seven days, has the Bone Maharaja only communicated with one mage?

Lot has talked about this vaguely, and he said it in a more roundabout way, to the effect that "the only one who made a serious promise to help him out of the curse was Burris". Think of it this way... Is there still a "not serious" commitment? Or even serious, but failed to help him?

Burris shook his head, and quickly put aside these thoughts. He found that he was a bit infected by Lott, and he paid more and more attention to things that were not nutritious and meaningless.

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When heading to the Five Towers Peninsula, Burris and Lott of course walked the "VIP Red Carpet."

When receiving the "Apprentice Kreve", the mage who was in charge of the inspection had a delicate expression, and there were two idle mages who were watching whispers... None of them missed it.

The examiner took a close look at the carnelian ring. She recognized the ring and found out the spell permission belonging to the Belgian, but she still stared at "Kreve"'s hand for a long time until the little mage asked her if she had any problems.

"Oh, nothing, sorry," the examiner smiled awkwardly, "I saw your hand, and I remembered my teacher... His finger was the same, he was injured, and was reattached again. What I said was Teacher Ruhr, have you heard of him?"

Burris immediately understood what she meant. "Ruhr... Your Excellency," Burris used "Your Excellency." He really didn't want to call him a "mentor" compared to a person ten years younger than himself. I broke my finger."

The examiner nodded: "Yes, it was just a misunderstanding. The former necronomics researchers had a harder life. We are much better now. Their generation was not so good when they were young... But you are what happened?"

Burris smiled bitterly: "This has nothing to do with spells, it's just the wounds left by my childhood... My hometown is messy. Fortunately, someone helped me heal it, otherwise I won't be a mage."

After leaving the examination room, Lott leaned to Burris' ear: "Actually, I always wanted to ask you, do you really blame me?"

The topic came too suddenly, Burris didn't understand what he was referring to, so Lot shook Burris' fingers through his robe.

Burris curled up his fingers: "Why should I blame you? What's your fault? What's wrong with medical skills?"

"No. I didn't stay with you all the time, but returned to Jingbing Lake. I wanted to see what was going on in the lake... When I came back, you were gone again."

Burris said: "It's not to blame you, I ran around by myself. You saved me from the river before that, and I thank you very much."

"That's good." Lott put his hand on his heart, "When I found you again, you were so weak and your hand was hurt like that. I was so distressed at the time, but I had to bear to not be too obvious..."

"Why..." Burris wanted to ask, you are not doing bad things, why can't you be too obvious?

Before he finished speaking, he realized: I can't ask. Lott must answer in a naive way.

His hunch is right, but it's a pity that his questions can't be taken back. Lott got closer again, and his icy blue eyes were directly reflected in his eyes: "Because, I already wanted to kiss you a bit. But no, the timing is wrong. We don't know yet, and you are in such a state. Bad, I don’t want you to think that I am using your pain for pleasure."

Burris stepped on the floating saucer of the tower, lowered his head and pinched the eyebrows in one hand... This floating saucer was so rough that it did not even use the side force field to prevent falling. This is the style of the Five Towers Peninsula. They only value experimentation. Room and classroom, life details can be saved...

Lott snickered beside. His little mage was embarrassed again, he was poking a mimosa.

This is obviously not the case in romantic novels. The protagonists soon confided in their love and admiration for each other, and the two of them were more numb, and they would kiss each other when they were teased... It is estimated that his Burris will never be able to do this.

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The presentation that Burris is most interested in will be tomorrow morning. He just listened casually to today's meeting and didn't think too much about it. No one would ask the young apprentices for their opinions anyway.

At dusk, the last meeting of the day was held in the first training tower. After this is dinner time and rest time.

The meeting is about teleporting spells. Teleportation spells seem to be safe and peaceful, but in fact they are the most difficult and dangerous of all known stable spells. It is a spell that distorts space and matter, and is inextricably related to otherworldly exploration spells. In the era when it was just invented, it has caused several weird and tragic failure cases, such as the inseparability of the human body and the objects on the body after being transported, or the human body and the natural environment being interlocked together... (Note 1)

Today, teleportation spells have developed a lot more mature and safe. Even if the spell fails, it will only cause the destination to deviate or fail to activate, and there will be no more terrible tragedies in the past. Even so, the mages are still more cautious about it. Even senior mages rarely use temporary teleportation. Everyone prefers to spend some time in advance, carefully design the magic circle, and strive to be safe and accurate, and complete it between the magic circle and the magic circle. Travel to a fixed destination. Burris has always done this.

Another interesting aspect of teleportation spells is that only the original life on the plane can teleport. The mage called it "the gift of the **** of Arcane."

This was discovered by the mages who studied alien worlds. They have successfully summoned a creature called "Pseudo-brilliant Blue Owl". In the Underworld, it is known for being good at flashing and jumping in space. After arriving in the world, it completely lost this ability.

These are also mentioned in the writings on divine arts. It is said that before the various planes were exiled to each other, the Three Good Gods had transformed into certain entities and walked on the earth. Pritina Sona is a blonde female warrior, Aruben is an elf holding a high cane, Otarot is an enchanter wearing a black sacrificial robe... Their deeds have formed today's "spiritual vein", which proves that they are in The world has never used divine power to teleport, but has been walking with feet honestly.

This also affects the Bone Maharaja. He can fly, is immune to all kinds of magic and physical damage, can tear corpses by hand, and can cast various powerful spells before his power is degraded... But he just cannot use teleportation. Not in the world, nor in the swamp of the dead.

He can be taken out by the curse, and then taken back, only using the magic circle that others have cast. According to this speculation, maybe he can only teleport himself in the Black Lake God Realm, because that is his birthplace.

Lott listened very carefully in the first half of the meeting. The mage speaking on stage reviewed the invention and development of teleportation, and used many cases to emphasize the difficulties and dangers of spells... Lott loves to hear failure cases, especially those with scary colors.

At the end of the first speech, another scholar stepped onto the demonstration stage and took an assistant to show the composition of different arrays and their respective pros and cons... Faced with a lot of icon data and characters, Lot began to yawn, but Burris did. There's a little spirit.

The scholar on the stage was named Green Dier, a half-elf. Many years ago, many teachers felt that he lacked talent, but Burris believed that he had great potential. Later, he quickly opened up his mind and grew into an excellent alien researcher. By the way, in terms of blood, he is considered a distant relative and junior of Black Pine, but neither he nor Black Pine are willing to admit this.

After Grindier's speech, three young mages stood on the stage. They are new teachers who have just obtained teaching qualifications. Together they have developed a new method of instant teleportation. It seems that they have modified a few parameters to simplify the method of casting.

"Instant teleportation" refers to teleportation performed on the spot, rather than a preset magic circle. When teleporting in real time, the caster must cast the spell under his own feet or on the open ground, and then let those who participate in the teleport trigger the character...This is the same as the preset spell circle. Now, these three young mages have come up with a new way: you can no longer put spells at your own feet or on the open ground, but throw them at the feet of others remotely from a distance.

For example, if you are walking on the road and you see a half-orc hooligan coming far ahead, as long as you are proficient, you can quickly throw teleportation at his feet and send him to a distant snowy mountain or the sea; or you I want to save someone out of trouble, but that person is very afraid of magic and refuses to cooperate with you to enter the spell. You are not strong enough to push him forward, so now you can directly throw the spell at his feet, no He needs to get his consent.

"Who would cast spells like this..." Behind Burris, a mage murmured.

Wizards who are proficient in real-time teleportation are usually not afraid of ordinary attackers; and those who are annoyed by other people’s non-cooperation and have nothing to do in the face of conflict, usually their abilities are not enough to perform real-time teleportation... this "to others" The spell of "throwing and teleporting directly under the feet" is a bit embarrassing.

What's more, if a few unruly wizards use this technique indiscriminately outside, they will ruin the reputation of the wizard community back to decades ago.

At this time, one of the wizards on the stage suddenly walked up to Burris. Burris was sitting far away from the podium. Obviously, the mage came specifically for him.

"We are going to give a demonstration on the spot. This young apprentice, can you ask you to cooperate?" The mage made an invitation gesture.

Looking around, the whole conference hall is full of middle-aged and elderly people, and one or two sporadic elves can’t tell how old they are. The youngest assistants and apprentices they bring are in their thirties... Let the elders and peers cooperate. The presentation was a bit rude, so the "Little Student Kreve" in the corner was the best candidate.

Burris was hesitating, and the wizard in front of him said: "This spell can not only contain one person, but it can also be divided into several pieces in the same casting, and thrown at people who are in different positions and have no physical contact with each other. They will be spread to The same destination. So, we still need a participant to cooperate. Is there any..."

Before he finished speaking, Lott stood up excitedly: "Me!"

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Note 1: Tribute to the "Philadelphia Experiment". This is a well-known American urban legend, you can search for it if you are curious.