Luo Bu and Luo Luo chatted with Grandmother Saunders for a while longer, but they did not learn much from her. The priest named Marvin was very ordinary in all aspects. There was nothing special about him. Like other priests, he treated people with kindness and always had a smile on his face. He also had some common problems, such as a sweet tooth, and he would be lazy and not wash clothes in winter. But because of these, he seemed to be even more terrifying. He lived like a normal person, but at the same time, he could always stay vigilant.
Whether it was Doran or them, they could only brush past him this time.
Granny Rosamund sent the two to the gate of the courtyard and said, "This is all we can do. The rest is up to you. I hope you can find Avril smoothly."
"Thank you for your help tonight," Lolo said.
Granny Rosamund shook her head. "This is my dereliction of duty as the dean. In two days, I will contact the nearby monastery to accept the orphans. When everyone is settled, I will close the monastery."
"Ah? Are you really going to do this? "
"The monastery is a sacred place. It should not be used by people with ulterior motives. We are just ordinary people, but ordinary people also have ordinary people's persistence."
The two said goodbye to Granny Rosamund and rushed to Anarep. There was a considerable distance between here and the big snow mountain. It would take about three months on horseback. In theory, as long as they moved fast enough, there was a chance to kidnap Avril and Marvin on the way. However, after half a month, Rob had to stop.
Because Lolo fell ill again.
Before this, the two did not sleep for a whole day in order to rush to the destination. After the doctor examined them, he said that they were overworked.
But this time, the future supreme magus Your Honor did not accept this statement. Once could be said to be a coincidence, but twice seemed a bit abnormal. With Lolo's body, it was impossible for her to fall ill so easily. And before this, her condition was not quite right. She became more and more sleepy during the day, and often woke up by nightmares at night.
Rob could now cast fifth-grade divine spells, but it still did not work on the girl.
There was nothing wrong with Lolo's body. The doctor had checked this before, and the Blood Pact magic on her right arm did not respond.
But in this way, the problem had become thorny.
The future Supreme Magus Your Honor had a serious expression on his face. After waiting for another two days and seeing that Lolo was still unconscious, Rob finally made up his mind to take more proactive measures.
He was ready to enter the girl's spiritual world to find out what exactly was wrong.
It was not easy to enter a person's spiritual world, even if the person was in a coma. No, it should be said that it was more difficult because the person was in a coma. Coma was a self-defense mechanism of the human body. Lolo's current spiritual world was full of vigilance against the outside world.
Most importantly, Mental Projection was a bona fide Tier 8 Spell.
Rob had leveled up in Gotaris' inn and was now a seventh-grade Magister. Even so, he was still one grade away. For other Magicians, this one grade was an insurmountable gap.
But for Rob, this problem was not insurmountable. Moreover, he still had Bevinadet. Although forcefully using a Tier 8 Spell was difficult, he could still find a way.
The real problem was what would happen after entering Lolo's spiritual world. Rob's spiritual power was very strong, but because of this, he could not allow his spiritual power to be completely absorbed by Lolo's spiritual world. This could cause irreparable damage to the latter. The safest way was to separate a portion of his spiritual power to check the situation.
But this would increase the risk Rob faced, especially when he did not know what was happening in Lolo's spiritual world. Once he lost this portion of his spiritual power, the lightest consequence would be that his spiritual power would be damaged and he would no longer be able to increase his strength. In the worst case scenario, he might become an idiot.
But even so, the future Supreme Magister Your Honor ultimately chose to split about one-tenth of his spiritual power to ensure Lolo's safety instead of himself.
Rob set up a magic array by the door to ensure safety. Then, he found a large wooden bucket and filled it with water. He took off his clothes and immersed his body in the cold water. The moment he entered the water, he could not help but shiver. If this was the time when he was still a shut-in in the Royal College of Magic and Magic, this bucket of water would have taken half his life. Fortunately, he was now a Tier 1 Swordsman. Although his muscles were not as exaggerated, they were still well-proportioned and strong.
Bevinadet stood beside the bucket and looked at him with her head tilted, as if pondering the meaning of his action.
Rob actually had no other choice. If he had enough magic materials, he could use the magic array to help him complete this grade-8 spell. However, the location of the town he and Lolo were in was very remote. Not to mention a magic material store, it was hard to say if there were any Magicians in the town.
Therefore, in this situation, he could only make do with one thing. To complete a grade-8 spell, magic power was secondary. Otherwise, with Bevinadet, he could directly have the combat power of a grade-9 Magician. The most important thing was his perception and precise control of magical elements. If these two were not up to standard, he would not be able to use higher-level spells. The former was still manageable. Rob's perception was originally stronger than other Magicians of the same rank, and was not inferior to that of a grade-8 Magician. However, the latter was more troublesome. Even he needed some external help.
When a person was on the verge of death, they could burst out all of their potential. What Rob needed to do now was to let himself feel the threat of death and increase his strength as much as possible. He had calculated that from the time he lost oxygen to drowning, there would be about three minutes. About two and a half minutes would be used to cast spells, and the remaining half would be used to explore Lolo's spiritual world.
Rob did not wait too long. He also submerged his head into the water. After about two minutes, he felt some difficulty in breathing. After waiting for another half a minute, he began to clearly feel the threat of death. Every cell in his body became active, desperately struggling to survive. The future Supreme Magician Your Honor could feel that not only his control of magical elements, but his perception and affinity had also increased to a certain extent.
Rob did not wait any longer. He decisively began to chant. This spiritual projection was a grade-8 spell. Although he knew the incantation, he had never used it before. The first time he cast it, he spent about forty seconds on the clock, but it ended in failure. The future Supreme Magician Your Honor did not panic. He knew that he still had plenty of time. He first spent ten seconds to reflect on the mistakes he made before casting again. This time, he only used thirty-five seconds to chant, which was five seconds shorter than the previous time. Unfortunately, in the end, he still failed at the last step. The time taken for Rob to think was especially long. It took him about twenty seconds to cast his third spell, but this time, he only used twenty seconds to chant.
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