What level Grindvall had reached had nothing to do with Jon.
Instead of paying attention to these meaningless things, it was better to find a way to let him master that pair of gloves in the shortest time possible.
After all, that was something that could decide his life and death.
So when Grindvall was studying the gloves on his hand, although he had a lot of thoughts, his focus was always on his hand.
Grindelwald raised his head.
"How is it, senior?"
He saw the light in Grindvall's eyes gradually disappear, and asked anxiously.
On the contrary, Grindvall was much calmer.
"Don't worry, it's not a big deal."
He calmly stroked the surface of the gloves, and even wanted to peel them off from Jon's hand.
But in the end, he didn't peel them off.
"This thing can't be taken off, only you can control it. There is a strange curse on it, and it's very strange. This curse doesn't seem to be something fatal, but it seems to be used to bind the gloves to the user, which is you."
This kind of setting made Grindvall click his tongue in wonder.
"Could it be that you are so lucky that you can become the successor of a divine system? I've never seen a god's relic that would do such a thing. Those god's relic would either suck the user dry to give back to the god or kill the user directly to offset the sin of blasphemy against the god. "
"Maybe it's because this divine system has been lost."
Jon looked at the gloves that had become invisible again because Grindvall pulled back his hand and said with emotion, "This kind of thing is not rare, is it?
When a civilization is completely lost, it will always try to leave behind a few seeds that can be passed on, so that they can grow and sprout again at some point in the future. "
"If you put it that way, it's not a problem, but you're wrong about one thing. You said that the ancient Egyptian divine system didn't leave behind any seeds. The current Wizard system is actually very influenced by the ancient Egyptian divine system. You know, at least half of the spells in the western magic world come from the ancient Egyptian divine system."
"I'm all ears."
Chown sat opposite Grindvall obediently. Although he knew that many spells in the world of magic were derived from various divine systems, he didn't know how much importance each divine system had in the world of magic.
Besides, from a geographical point of view, shouldn't the ancient Greek or ancient Roman divine systems occupy more parts of the magic world?
"In theory, the ancient Greek and ancient Roman divine systems should be considered as one divine system."
After listening to Jon's question, Grindvall gave such an answer.
"There are actually two kinds of mythological civilizations in this world. One is that a certain region has an inherent divine system, such as the ancient Egyptian divine system, and the ancient Indian divine system. These regions occupy a large area, so the gods have sufficient feedback. The other kind is that many regions share a common divine system, such as the ancient Greek and ancient Roman divine systems you mentioned. In fact, these two divine systems are the same. In other words, the ancient Greek divine system appeared before the ancient Greek divine system, and because the geographical conditions of the Aegean Sea region were not very good, it was difficult to get enough supplies for the development of the divine system, so naturally, the war was inevitable. At the beginning of the ancient Roman divine system, the ancient Greek gods swallowed this magical source and used the method of the turtledove occupying the magpie's nest to obtain this divine system."
"This is really ancient history. Senior, are you very knowledgeable about these things?"
"Me?"
Grindvall laughed, "I don't know much about these things, but I used to have some subordinates who are now researching these things. I've only heard them mention some things by chance. You can just treat these things as stories. You don't have to take them to heart or take them too seriously. "
"Okay, I'll remember."
Although that was the case, only he himself knew what exactly he had memorized.
Grindvall didn't care about this.
"As for your glove, I can only say that it is indeed something that you need to work hard to get used to. Only with time can you master it as soon as possible. In fact, it is not difficult to master this thing. You should already have a method, otherwise, it wouldn't be hidden in your hand. If you don't have a better method, then I suggest you use the stupidest method."
The stupidest method?
Jon quickly understood what Grindvall meant.
As the saying goes, the clumsy bird flies first. It was nothing more than asking him to work harder.
It was like the difference between a prodigy and a straight-A student. Some people were born with brains, while others had to work hard to reach the same height that others could easily achieve.
The world was not fair. This was understandable. If something could be done as long as one worked hard, then it was not difficult.
"In other words, as long as I keep using the glove to practice my magic. It will strengthen the connection between me and the glove, right? "
Grindvall nodded. He liked students who understood so quickly, but it was normal after he thought about it. After all, Helga had trained this child for so long, it was impossible for him to teach him bit by bit from the beginning.
"The only problem is that I don't have many situations where I can use magic," Jon frowned and raised his current problem, "I can't pour a cup of water in my own house and use magic every time."
"Why not?"
Grindvall asked, "I think there is a way. You can give up your wand and use the glove to replace the function of the wand. If you can't cast spells without a wand, then how can you inherit a god's legacy?"
Jon was speechless.
Grindvall was right. He was indeed envious of the two parts of the inheritance in the glove. Whether it was the dreamscape creation method or the powerful defense brought by the Severance Kingdom, he wanted them very much. More importantly, the crisis he was facing came from a lost mythological civilization. A starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Even if it was lost, the crisis of a mythological civilization was not something he could deal with.
"So why do you have to think so much?" Grindvall put a hand on Jon's shoulder, "I may stay here for a while. You can take advantage of my presence to familiarize yourself with this thing."
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