Learning New Magic

Lorne began to listen intently.

Camet was indeed a teacher with years of teaching experience.

After his guidance,

Lorne's magical weapon's basic structure and rune arrangement had reached level two.

What he said was the easiest for new apprentices to accept.

The two magicians listened attentively.?Check

His eyes watched Master Camet grow brighter.

Camet looked into Lorne's pleading eyes.

The more he talked, the faster Lorne's magic absorbed.

Time slipped away as Camet explained.

After telling Lorne how to construct magic weapons and how to arrange runes,

Camet looked at Lorne with satisfaction.

Because Lorne was obviously deep in thought.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked at Camet with delight.

"How's it going?" Camet asked.

He wanted to know how well Lorne was absorbing the basic magic.

He really hoped that Lorne would raise doubts or mention something he didn't understand.

And let him solve the mystery.?Check

One must know that when it came to teaching geniuses, what one hoped for the most was for them to encounter problems.

Just a little explanation and they would understand what you meant.

This would make the teachers feel that they had taught them well.

Not that the people they taught were geniuses.

This would satisfy them greatly.

Although he knew that Lorne was a genius, Camet still asked symbolically,

"How's it going, Lorne?"

"If you don't understand, I can explain it to you again."

"You speak very well, Master Camet. I have already understood."

Lorne spoke.

"I'm glad you said that."

"Cultivate well when you return."

"Don't be impatient and build a good foundation first."

"You will definitely become a powerful Archmage in the future."

Master Camet reminded him and encouraged Lorne.

"All right. Thank you, Master Camet."

With that, Lorne headed to his dormitory.

After listening to the lecture for such a long time, he felt a little sleepy.

He really wanted to go back and have a good sleep.

Looking at Lorne's back as he left, Camet smiled kindly with a hint of pride.

Lorne, his own student, was neither arrogant nor impatient and he worked very hard.

Furthermore, his talent was even greater than that of the Great Mage Allison.

As he thought about this, he suddenly remembered that a few days ago, Romon had told him that there were some students who were especially talented.

But no matter how good it was, it was not as good as Lorne.

However, he felt that he should tell Dean Allison about this.

A genius like Lorne could still become a professor.

But if he waited until his foundation was solid,

he would have nothing to teach him.

Thinking of him walking toward his asleep friend, Romon ?Check

He wanted to tell Romon about this.

Romon was the one guarding the place where Dean Allison cultivated.

And only he could contact the Great Mage Master.

Therefore, he had to know about this.

With that thought in mind, Camet headed toward the valley where Allison had secluded himself.

At the same time, Lorne returned to his dorm.

He laid comfortably on the bed again.

At this moment, a prompt sounded in his mind.

"Magic Shield felt that he was falling behind and accelerated his comprehension."

"The Magic Weapon infrastructure felt that the Magic Shield was catching up to it, so it worked even harder."

"Arrangements of Basic Runes, feeling the pressure, messed up."?Check

"Damn, this won't do!"

Lorne gasped at the reminder in his head.

That wouldn't do. He treated these spells as his own children.

If anything happened, he would have to take responsibility.

"The Basic Rune Arrangement. You're the most hardworking magic. You're the best. Good luck. You'll definitely surpass them."

"Ding! Basic Rune Arrangement feels your encouragement and working even harder."

The system prompted, and the stone in Lorne's heart dropped.

Looking at the magicians who were training hard, Lorne smiled in relief.

Then, he fell asleep on the bed.

At the same time, Camet arrived at the Death Valley where Allison was in seclusion.

At the entrance of the valley, Romon was bored.

Death Valley was a desolate place.

No one would come, not even magical beasts.

And the main reason he was here was to prevent anyone from really breaking in.

The reason why Dean Allison chose this place was because

when he became a Supreme Mage God,

if he went into seclusion in the city, he would lose control of the Magic Energy.

It would quickly cause innocent casualties.

It was precisely because of this that he chose to cultivate here.

And Romon wasn't here to protect Dean Ellison.

It was to prevent some reckless people from entering.

If that happened, he would definitely be berated by the kind Dean Allison.

Dean Allison didn't know when he would be able to advance successfully.

The bored Romon also cultivated his magic and mental strength.

But his features did watch over the surroundings.

If someone entered by mistake, the Defense Array would remind him.

Romon, who was cultivating, sensed a familiar aura.

He opened his eyes.

"Why is that old fellow here? Did something happen in the academy?"

But when he looked at it confidently, he saw that there was nothing but a beard.

His face was full of joy and he was holding the exclusive magic wine of the Allison Institute.

It seemed like there was nothing much to worry about.

Then, he asked curiously, "Camet, why are you here today?"

"I'm here to see you, my old friend."

Hearing Camet's words, Romon stepped forward and hugged him.

Then, he brought the wine over.

"Who would believe you if you said that? But I'll accept the good wine."

Romon smiled. They grew up together.

Camet moved his fingers. He knew if he was going to grab his hair or dig his nose.

They knew each other very well.

He saw Romon take away his wine.

Camet was not angry. He knew his childhood friend well.

"What is it?"

Romon took a sip of wine and spoke.

"What are you saying? Can't I visit you if there's nothing else?"

Camet smiled.

"Come on, I know what you're like."

Romon said truthfully. The two of them looked at each other.

They understood each other's intentions.

Then, Camet burst into laughter.

"It's still the feeling of being young with you."

"Yeah, it's just a pity that there's still one person missing."

At this point, the originally quiet and happy atmosphere instantly froze.

"Tell me, why are you looking for me?"

They were silent for a moment, then Romon spoke.