To Asda's surprise, before their lesson even started, Thales raised his right index finger, indicating that he wanted to ask a question.
The Mystic raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded at him.
"Six years ago, I asked you the same question: What is a Mystic?" Thales' Adam's apple bobbed as he carefully observed the Mystic's expression, even though he knew that Asda's expression rarely changed during a conversation. "But at that time, you said that you couldn't tell me the answer to the question."
Asda narrowed his eyes. "Continue."
"You also said that you couldn't tell me what you understood as a Mystic," Thales said doubtfully. "But now, you …"
The prince looked at the Mystic suspiciously.
Asda stared at him for a long time. Just as Thales felt his scalp tingle, he finally nodded. "You have a good memory."
Thales raised his eyebrows and lowered his head subconsciously.
'Yes.
Six years ago, on that soul-stirring day, everything was still vivid in his mind. I can't forget it even if I wanted to. '
But Thales, who was holding his breath and waiting for an answer, received an unexpected one.
"So …" Almost in the blink of an eye, Asda crossed his hands, his ten slender fingers perfectly overlapped each other. His expression was indifferent and his voice was cold, as if he had returned to the rational and ruthless Air Mystic. "Today, you have to tell me what a Mystic is."
Thales' eyes widened slightly. He was a little surprised. "Me?"
"Yes." Asda nodded. As usual, he made people feel uneasy. "This is especially important. What do you think a Mystic is?"
'Especially important?'
Sensing the strangeness in Asda's words, Thales subconsciously asked, "Why is it especially important?"
Asda's eyes flickered slightly.
"It's still a little early to talk about this." He swept his calm gaze over Thales. There was a vague sense of scrutiny and warning in his gaze. "But I need you to answer my question first."
The prince looked at the Air Mystic doubtfully.
But the Mystic continued to stare at him seriously and calmly.
Three seconds later, Thales finally suppressed the doubts in his heart and took a deep breath.
"Umm, I have some thoughts and deductions. I have also done some investigations." He recalled the six years of searching and searching in the library, even though there were many books he had yet to have a chance to read seriously.
What is a Mystic
"I've only met two Mystics." Thales lowered his gaze and stared at the unmoving chessboard. While recalling, he organized his words and said tentatively, "You and Giza. You can control the air at will, and Giza can control flesh and even plants in an unimaginable way." Thales lowered his eyes and stared at the motionless chessboard.
Asda did not comment.
"So, I have a conjecture. Your so-called Names of Origin explain the nature of your power, right?" Thales' expression became more and more serious. "Aura and blood?"
Asda still did not respond. He continued to hold his hands together, which reminded the prince of the bald Grand Duke Lecco in Defense City. He also liked to put his arms on the table and hold his hands together.
"Mystics can fundamentally control things within a certain category, such as air, blood, and so on. As long as it is an objective existence within this category," Thales continued cautiously. "For example, the Blood Mystic can control tree roots and flesh. Perhaps it's because the category of 'blood' includes …"
But Thales' voice slowly became softer. At the same time, there was a lot of doubt in his voice. He suddenly remembered the Battle of Eradication Chronicles: Heaven's Fall and Earth Rend that he read in Mindis Hall a long time ago, as well as a certain page in it.
The most famous record stated that after the appearance of the Power Mystic, it was destroyed overnight.
'But the Power Mystic?'
Just as he was puzzled by his own words, Asda spoke softly.
"The ultimate form of objective existence."
The handsome man in the blue robe spoke in a gentle and pleasant voice. "A long time ago, when the first batch of Mystics was born, many wizards also thought so. Among them, the most famous was none other than the Alchemy Tower's' Matter School '."
Thales frowned slightly. "The first batch of Mystics?"
He had even forgotten to ask what the 'Matter School' was.
"Yes. Electricity, water, blood, and many other examples. The Names of Origin of this batch of Mystics are very convincing." A faint blue light appeared in Asda's eyes. "There were even wizards who came to the conclusion that 'mystic energy is the final result of us seeing through the objective truth and the laws of all things. It is the highest form of our control over external objects, and the Names of Origin represent it.'
"At one time, we thought that this was the truth about Mystics."
Thales nodded and pursed his lips.
But in the next second, the light in Asda's eyes disappeared.
His voice became cold again.
"Until the appearance of those two people.
"He broke our initial and also the most superficial understanding of Mystics."
"Two people?" Thales was shocked. "Who?"
Asda turned towards the street outside the balcony. His expression was solemn. "Two wizard apprentices from the Ascetic Tower."
"The Ascetic Tower?"
Thales' heart skipped a beat.
On the way north from Black Sand Region to Dragon Clouds City, he had heard Ramon introduce it in the camp.
"Yes."
"The head of the Three Towers, the Magic Tower with the longest history, the most mysterious appearance, and the most transcendent status." The Mystic's gaze seemed to drift into the distance again. "It is also known as the Obelisk."
Thales was about to ask about the Ascetic Tower, but Asda seemed to know what he wanted to say. The Mystic raised a hand and gestured for him to be quiet, suppressing his curiosity.
"Those two wizard apprentices were orphans adopted by the Ascetic Tower since they were young. Under the hands of those careless old wizards, they did not even have normal names. Each of them only had a letter as a form of address.
"For example, one of them had the code name 'L.'
"They even mocked themselves because of this. Names are like truths, there is no need for unnecessary words."
Thales furrowed his brows heavily.
l。
The Mystic slowly turned his head around and looked straight into Thales' eyes. His words slowly became solemn. "So, when these two apprentices who were on good terms with each other found their names of origin and became Mystics, their peers gave them an interesting nickname."
"The Truth Brothers."
'The Truth Brothers?'
Thales was puzzled when he heard this. "Why did you say that they broke your understanding of Mystics?"
"Because one of the Truth Brothers." Asda looked at him quietly and uttered a strange word, "His name of origin is Idea.
"Idea Mystic, L."
In that second, Thales was completely stunned.
Reason
In the chess room, Wya behind them was complaining to Ralf in a low voice, but Thales had no time to pay attention to it.
"Idea?" he subconsciously repeated Asda's words in a low voice.
'It's not an easily understood existence like Qi, nor a term with profound meaning like blood.
'It's Idea.
'What the hell is this?'
Thales widened his eyes. Puzzled, he immediately raised his right index finger and tried to interrupt Asda.
"It's hard to imagine, isn't it?" Asda seemed to have expected his reaction. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, indicating that he could ask questions.
"What kind of Mystic is he? What can he do?" the prince asked anxiously.
"You can freely imagine the Idea Mystic's appearance and abilities." Asda shook his head. "But even I, and even my colleagues who have seen L in person countless times, can tell you in the most absolute and certain tone that even if you exhaust your brain, you will not be able to imagine it."
Asda said meaningfully, "Because we are not L, and you are not L."
Thales froze for a moment.
'So this means that we don't know either?'
The Air Mystic said faintly, "If Mystics are the ultimate form of an objective existence, then how do you explain L's appearance and the Idea Mystic's appearance?
"Now, try to rethink my question.
"What is a Mystic?"
Thales exhaled. His mind, which had just started to have some ideas about Mystics, became a mess again.
"If Mystics are not limited to things that exist objectively …
"Then, they are a collection of related concepts?"
The worried Thales furrowed his brows. "Existence, Qi, and Blood can be said to be a concept, but …"
Asda snorted softly again.
The prince's thoughts were interrupted by this soft snort. He could not help but raise his head.
"So, what is a Mystic?" Thales, who did not want to guess anymore, asked a little anxiously, "Qi, Blood, and Idea? That's way too far off. "
Asda quietly met the prince's gaze. Three seconds later, under Thales' gaze, he still opened his mouth.
"The appearance of L shows that our understanding and imagination of Mystics are still extremely shallow. The explanation of the 'Matter School' has been completely destroyed.
"But he is not the only one.
"It is no exaggeration to say that the appearance of every new Mystic has more or less advanced our understanding of ourselves." At this moment, Asda was like an accountant who was carefully calculating numbers. He was patient and serious. "L is not the most shocking Mystic. When you know about B, Kirei, Solovsky, and even the Twins of Fate, you will be even more astonished. The world of Mystics is actually so interesting."
"Every Mystic is different. Even the world in the eyes of every Mystic is different." The next moment, Asda returned to his rational and indifferent expression. "There are pitifully few commonalities among Mystics.
"Merely categorizing us as the same type of 'human', 'life', or even 'existence', understanding us within this category, and trying to conclude what Mystics are, is undoubtedly far from enough.
"And reality has overturned the models and theories we built to explain mystic energy and understand Mystics time and time again." He seemed to be a little sentimental. "Throughout history, anyone who thought they had grasped or understood the whole picture and truth of Mystics, and anyone who thought they could explain 'what a Mystic is', whether it was the wizards or ourselves, was proven to be naive and laughable."
"If you have the idea of 'asking clearly what Mystics are', you will be disappointed. L is an example."
The Mystic looked at Thales again. "Do you understand?"
The prince looked at Asda and could not help but lightly clench his teeth.
The doubts in his heart only grew stronger.
"I don't understand."
Thales enunciated each word with deep doubt. "You did not answer my question."
Asda shook his head. "On the contrary, this is what I intend to tell you."
Thales could only respond with doubts.
"First of all, I am not here to 'answer' your question. I am here to 'help' you answer it.
"Secondly, you still did not seriously think about every word I said." Asda's gaze was slightly slanted. "I have already shown you to the greatest extent what a Mystic is."
The prince opened his mouth to speak, but when the words reached his mouth, he could not find the words.
'Seriously think about every word I said?
'What does he mean?'
In the end, the prince stared at Asda for a full ten seconds and gave up on the idea of asking for a clear answer.
"Just like six years ago, you do not intend to tell me what a Mystic is, do you?" Thales covered his forehead weakly and said a little dejectedly, "You wanted me to tell you my opinion, and I did, but you said that it was wrong, and told me that there was no correct answer."
Thales suddenly stopped talking.
'Wait.
Seriously think about every word I said … '
The prince's pupils began to contract slightly.
A thought rose in his mind.
"I seem to understand a little."
Thales put down his hand from his forehead and stared at Asda in a daze. He subconsciously said, "You did not tell me what a Mystic is, but you told me what a Mystic is not."
The Air Mystic's eyes brightened.
"Your progress is much faster than I thought." Asda nodded in satisfaction. "Your comprehension is also not bad."
Thales, who was encouraged, began to think again.
"You said that my opinion is very important. You also said that, using L as an example, every Mystic is different. Even the world in the eyes of every Mystic is different," he muttered and repeated Asda's words. "So, Asda."
"So, Asda, what is the world in your eyes?" The prince raised his head and looked at Asda solemnly. "What is the difference between it and the world in my eyes?"
At that moment, Asda raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he could not hide his surprise. "Oh, it seems that you are progressing a little too fast."
Thales stared at him eagerly.
At that moment, Thales thought of nothing else but the last moment he faced Giza and the Blood Mystic six years ago.
It was his experience of 'knocking on the Door'.
That feeling.
That wonderful feeling.
That feeling that he was the whole world.
Asda's tone suddenly became mysterious. "I can't tell you, but this time, it's because of the First Mystic Covenant."
At that moment, Thales' originally agitated heart seemed to have instantly calmed down.
Thales narrowed his eyes. He felt as if he had heard these words somewhere before.
'Wait.'
Thales stared at Asda, who was expressionless but gave off a solemn feeling. He began to recall what happened six years ago.
It was that night, after the thrilling duel in Heroic Spirit Palace, when Asda suddenly visited him.
That night, he also learned of the existence of the First Mystic Covenant for the first time.
There were three rules that Mystics must abide by. They were known as the Three Great Covenants.
Never, ever, ever ask another Mystic's understanding of mystic energy.
This was' not to investigate each other '.
So, Asda could not tell me what the world in his eyes was like.
Was it because of the prohibition of the First Mystic Covenant?
Was it because of …
"Asda, you are the Air Mystic." Thales was like a drowning man who had grabbed onto a life-saving straw. He stared at Asda solemnly. "I remember that six years ago, when we first met in Red Street Market, you said that you could sense all the air in the entire street, such as the breathing of every single person in the area."
"Six years ago in Dragon Clouds City, you could even track our breathing across an entire city …"
Asda narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Those people … their breathing, those air currents … If you could clearly sense every single one of them …" At that moment, Thales was a little incoherent. "Is that the world in your eyes?"
He anxiously searched for the right words. "Just like, just like everyone else is breathing air in your body?"
Asda's expression changed.
"I told you before, I don't welcome metaphors and analogies," the Air Mystic said coldly.
'Ah.
This child.
Exceeded some expectations. '
Thales stared at Asda in a daze. Asda's reaction had already given him some hints.
'In other words …
'Those who breathe … Those people …
"Giza Streelman, the Blood Mystic," Thales continued to speak in a daze. "What does the world in her eyes look like?"
Asda furrowed his brows. To him, this was a huge change in his expression.
And during the time he knocked on the Door … the world in his own eyes …
In that second, Thales suddenly remembered what Giza said before she was sealed. He asked softly, "She told me that becoming a Mystic is not a blessing, but a curse. Why?"
This time, the Mystic was silent for a long time.
"Asda?" The prince raised his head and stared at Asda, who had a strange expression on his face, in puzzlement.
"Power always comes with a corresponding price. The problem is how you view this price," the blue-robed man said quietly.
"A person wielding a sword, a person wielding a spear, and a person swinging a chain hammer. The weight they have to bear is different. The range of reach of the sword, spear, and chain hammer, and the enemies they face are also different. As for a person wearing a crown and holding a scepter, they have to bear another kind of weight, and they are in a different environment."
Asda's gaze was a little gloomy. The blue light in the depths of his eyes surged slightly.
"As for what kind of weight a Mystic has to bear, you can imagine it yourself."
'What a Mystic has to bear …'
The prince was stunned.
Thales took a deep breath. "You just said that you don't welcome using metaphors and analogies to explain things."
"Oh, that rule …" Asda raised his eyebrows slightly and snorted coldly without showing the slightest bit of emotion. "It only applies to you."
Thales was stunned.
"Now, Thales, you should have some idea, right?" Asda's gaze began to become oppressive. "Mystics are not things that you can refer to as precedents. As long as you clearly ask 'what is a Mystic', you can 'learn' or 'teach' knowledge and power."
"What is a Mystic?" His tone was very soft, but there was an inexplicable sense of heaviness in his words. "This question can only be sought out by every Mystic, answered by themselves, and finally confirmed by themselves what is the name of origin that uniquely belongs to you."
"I can only carefully guide you from the side.
Because when you truly understand what a Mystic is … "Asda paused for a long time, but in the end, he still opened his mouth." … you will already be a Mystic. "
'Or almost a Mystic.'
The Mystic looked at the teenager in front of him and said silently in his heart.
Both sides of the chessboard fell silent again.
Thales lowered his head and began to ponder on this sentence.
"During this process, don't let what you already know, such as Giza and I, or even L's example, bind your thoughts, Thales," Asda said flatly. "You must also remain humble. Don't be like the wizards of the Material Faction, who let arrogance and self-righteousness drag you down."
At this moment …
Thales inhaled softly and asked in a puzzled and solemn tone, "Asda, how did you become a Mystic? How did you find your name of origin? Have you 'lost control' before? "
The air seemed to freeze in an instant.
"This question has exceeded the scope of our discussion today." The Air Mystic was expressionless. "It's time to change to the next topic.
"The position and standpoint of a Mystic."
Thales raised his head in astonishment and spread his hands to express his puzzlement.
"But this topic is not over yet, right?
"We don't even know what we are, and we already have to start looking for a position and standpoint?"
Asda snorted coldly.
"This is how the world is, isn't it?" The Mystic said coldly, "People often act presumptuously before they recognize their own position.
"Whether it's humans or other races, we can't even recognize ourselves very well, but we can distinguish between friend and foe without hesitation, fight and kill each other.
"It's ironic and interesting."
Thales frowned. "What you say is always so boring."
Asda ignored his words.
The blue-robed man put down his crossed hands and leaned back in his seat. "Why do you think we are called calamities? Why are we hated by the whole world?"
Thales looked at Asda and could not help but recall the first time he met him.
"Because you almost destroyed the world six or seven hundred years ago?" The prince remembered what Gilbert told him and said softly, "Sounded the death knell for the Final Empire?"
Asda was silent for a while.
"Ah, the Battle of Eradication, a topic that cannot be avoided," he said quietly. "Speaking of this, I have to mention another person among the Truth Brothers."
"The 'Truth Brothers' again?" Thales asked curiously. "The other person besides L?"
Asda nodded and began to speak faster. "If L broke our understanding of Mystics, then his brother completely changed the status of Mystics.
"Nearly seven hundred years ago, he was the one who led the other five Mystics and started the Battle of Eradication."
At that moment, Thales held his breath.
This was the first time he heard about the Battle of Eradication from other than books and legends.
'Also …
"There were only six Mystics on that side in the Battle of Eradication?"
"Who?" Thales asked in shock as he watched Asda nod slowly. "Who is L's brother?"
Asda's usually indifferent expression became serious for the third time today. His back left the seat, his hands were clasped together again, his chin was slightly lowered, and his gaze was as sharp as if he was facing the most terrifying enemy.
"After Taurus, he was the most powerful Mystic in history.
"He was also the first Mystic to be called a 'calamity'.
"The destroyer of the Three Great Magic Towers.
"The mourner of the Final Empire.
"The culprit of 'The Great Crack and Sink'.
"The enemy of the Holy Sun, the nemesis of the Gods."
Hearing the above titles, Thales could not help but widen his eyes and open his mouth.
Asda said in an extremely solemn tone.
"Existence Mystic, B."
As the plot was written, the urge to step on the accelerator, to increase the gear, to pull the handbrake, to drift through the corners, and to throw everyone out of the way became uncontrollable. 'What should I do?
No, I have to control myself. Amitabha, control the rhythm. Immeasurable God, control the rhythm.
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