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Sarlin was not surprised by Truman's choice. He did not intend to force Truman either. He just looked around and said, "It's not safe enough here. I'll send someone to fix it up. Hmm, which type of magic are you good at? "
"Water," Truman replied. Sarlin was overjoyed. His inheritance came from Jason. Jason was good at both water and fire magic, while he was best at water magic. Truman's foundation was more suitable for him to teach.
Sarlin took out two magic books from the Demon God Ring and handed them to Truman. He said, "I got these from a relic. There's also a gold magic book. Neither of us can use it for now."
There were tears in Truman's eyes. Without his teacher, he had to rely on himself to accumulate everything. Although hard days trained people, it did not mean that he did not have extravagant hopes. Bronze magic books and silver magic books. Even on Seriger Island, there were probably only one or two sets of these. And this young teacher, Sarlin, actually had a gold magic book!
A magic book of any level could store eighteen spells, which was equivalent to having eighteen magic staffs. Compared to scrolls, magic books were almost priceless. In the process of repeatedly using a magic book, it also meant that you were training. Moreover, magic books were not like scrolls. The possibility of failure in storing spells was very small. Even if it failed, there was no loss, and there were even benefits.
"These are some magic notes I got. I have my own annotations. Take them and have a look. Since you want to stay here, in the future, we'll use the sound transmission magic formation to communicate more. If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me." As Sarlin spoke, he took out a few notes he got from Rafael's magic tower.
The number of notes left by Rafael and his students was relatively large, and Sarlin did not finish reading many of them. However, the notes that he had read were all re-bound and added his own annotations. The magic notes were fragmented or systematic summaries of a mage. These kinds of notes were very beneficial for a mage's training.
Truman just silently took the magic notes. He was grateful, but more importantly, he wanted to study hard and pass on Sarlin's magic.
"In the future, you will receive 100 mid-level magic cores every month. But keep them all. This is for you." Sarlin thought for a while and took out a dragon crystal shard and gave it to Truman. If a mage wanted to restore magic strings as soon as possible, they had to absorb the power of the magic cores. The dragon crystal shard could be used repeatedly, so Truman could save the magic cores.
Truman looked at what Sarlin had given him and found that it was not from Seriger Island. However, he did not ask in front of Eleanor.
"Eleanor, shouldn't you do something too?" Salin was in a good mood and made a rare joke.
Eleanor took out a gray magic robe and said, "Truman, this is for you."
Truman glanced at Sarlin. "You," Sarlin said. "Eleanor" Sarlin said. "
Truman took the gray robe. There were three magic symbols on it. It wasn't something a Level-4 Magician would wear. Salin's Elemental Eyes scanned the robe and saw that there were three spells solidified in it.
This was a gift. "El." Sh. Elt. "S." Sarlin "" Magic " "This is a valuable gift." Even if the mage is not familiar with it, they can still release it at a speed close to that of an assassin. " The defensive power of the Elven Robe was even more outstanding. For mages below the High Mage realm, such a robe would make it impossible for them to die to an Assassin's sneak attack.
"Elven robes have excellent defense. For mages below Magic Shooter, it is impossible to die to an assassin's sneak attack." Eleanor was not reluctant. She had made this magic robe for herself.
Salin felt a little embarrassed. Eileen was currently handling a large number of things, but she did not have many personal belongings. Apart from the two bows Salin had given her and the accompanying quiver, Eileen was the poorest among Salin's followers.
"Truman, stay here and read …" Sarlin was a little dispirited. Eleanor was busy all day, but she did not realize that she was almost penniless. Sarlin even realized that she had not received the magic cores that Sarlin had given her.
"Teacher?"
"The alchemy factory is very busy." Sarlin smiled. "I will send someone over soon to redesign this place. You have to work hard … "
"Yes, Teacher." Truman respectfully escorted Sala and Eleanor out of the cave. Salin used the Cloud Walking Spell and flew back to the temple with Eleanor.
Metatlin City had a no-fly zone, but it did not exist for Sarlin. This was his city.
After returning to the temple, Eleanor said, "Master, I have to go to the Southern Yard."
"Don't go yet. Come with me."
Sarlin brought Eleanor to the sixth floor, a sealed alchemy room. Sarlin lived on the fifth floor. The sixth floor was filled with dangerous things. Experiments that were prone to violent reactions were carried out here.
Similarly, the alchemy room was sealed, and no information could be obtained from the outside.
Eleanor did not know what Sarlin meant. She stood there silently, waiting for Sarlin to speak. "Sit down," Sarlin said.
He pointed to the seat used for meditation and sat opposite Eleanor. He and Rex often used this posture. Back then, he was still learning low-level magic. They would attack each other with magic and break each other at close range.
It was a nostalgic time …
"Eleanor, do you want to return to the Elven Plane?" Sarlin's first question surprised Eleanor.
"Sometimes," Eleanor answered without thinking. Instead, she followed her heart and answered.
"Aren't you lonely in the Myers Continent?"
"If you are lonely, it's the same everywhere. Master, elves have to learn to bear such feelings. "Eleanor lowered her head and looked at Sarlin's hand.
Sarlin thought for a while, not knowing what to say.
"Master, are you worried that I will leave?" Eleanor raised her eyelids and looked into Sarlin's eyes. This human had a pair of pupils as blue as the sea. Clear and pure.
"I was just thinking that I neglected Truman in the past. At Truman's place, I realized that I neglected you."
"Master, I am already very happy that you allowed me to plant the Elven Ancient Tree in the city." Eleanor smiled faintly. She felt as relaxed as when she was in the Elven Forest. Sarlin was too young. What did he know? How would he know how to take care of others? It was enough that he thought that way. In the Elven Plane, there would not be anyone who would care about you.
Salin scratched his head, which amused Eleanor as well. Sarlin was usually very tense and dignified. In front of the nobles, he acted like a descendant of the Fourth Dynasty's royal family.
"Alright, Eleanor. Let me ask you. What do you like to do?"
Eleanor thought for a while and said, "Tidying the room, making tea, listening to the harp, and making some food for myself."
"That's it?"
"Making equipment is also interesting. It makes me miss the Marquis." Eleanor opened her heart and answered.
"I did not tell anyone about your identity. But I have obtained so many elven skills. People will definitely be suspicious. I am worried …"
"Master, I will not leave. Don't worry." Eleanor raised her head and looked at Sarlin.
"That's not what I meant. I was thinking that since your martial arts skills are not bad, I should make a set of equipment suitable for you. Anyway, Isabella has the skills for both magic and martial arts. It would not be strange if she added you."
"Alright, I'm just feeling like I'm dying of poverty. My lord, you've finally remembered to let me make a fortune." Eleanor teased. When she started following Sarlin, everything had been searched clean except for the magic seeds. That was something Sarlin could not search.
Seeing that Sarlin was speechless, Eleanor smiled gently and said, "Master, let me tell you about the Elven Plane."
"Yes."
"There are humans in the Elven Plane. The lifespan of humans there is even shorter than that of the Myers Continent. Ordinary people can live to sixty or seventy years old. Some powerhouses can only live for one or two hundred years. Ordinary elves can live for at least two or three thousand years. There are also elves who fall in love with humans. But every elf knows that humans will die quickly. "
Sarlin's heart trembled. This feeling, after Eleanor's description, made him feel an incomparable longing for life. How cruel it was to see someone you loved grow old and die in front of you!
"My longing for the Marquis will soon come to an end. I am royalty among the elves. I can easily live for tens of thousands of years. Although I cannot remember my age, I am at least a thousand years old. Don't worry about me. This is how elves meet humans. "Eleanor said calmly. At the same time, she saw the sadness in Sarlin's eyes.
"Eleanor, Sicar told me that if she becomes a Nature Priestess, she will live longer than me. If I die, I don't know what will happen to her. Will she really forget?"
"Not forget. She will accept reality. Master, moreover, the lifespan of humans in ancient times was even longer than that of elves. If you can cultivate to that level, I might not be able to live longer than you. "
"Heh, that's not what I want to say. Eleanor, what I want to do has always been very dangerous. I had better prepare an escape route for you in advance. If I can't do it, you don't have to die with me. If you have the heart, help me take care of Sicar and Truman. "
Sarlin said solemnly. Eleanor did not reply. She just listened quietly.
"Eleanor, I am going to build a Mage Corps. You will be the Corps Commander." Sarlin looked at the elf and waited for her reply.
"Mage Corps? Master, will the Mages of Seriger Island listen to my orders? "Eleanor looked at Sarlin with a faint smile.
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