The worst-case scenario did not happen. Before Hakeem could launch an unknown attack with the magic item in his hand, he was caught by a white spiderweb-like object. He was firmly fixed in the air, and apart from cursing with his mouth, he could not move at all.
A young girl walked down the stairs. She held the same magic item as Hakeem, and trapped the crazy male apprentice first. Hakeem saw her from the corner of his eye and shouted angrily, "Zalai, put me down! I'm going to kill them. "
The female apprentice asked coldly, "What right do you have to do that?"
"I have the power to kill. What's wrong with killing an old man and a bastard?"
"The power to kill belongs to the master of the tower, that is, my teacher. It has nothing to do with you." The female apprentice said coldly.
"What I mean is what my teacher thinks. He won't object to what I want to do. So hurry up and put me down. "
Zalai shook her head and said, "This is my teacher's order. I have no right to disobey."
"You lowly woman who was born a prostitute. I promise I won't kill you, but you better have a way to find a powerful priest of life as your lover, and he has enough ability to heal all the wounds on your body. … "
A black light flashed up and down, and the Silence spell took away Hakeem's right to speak. He widened his bloodshot eyes, but he couldn't even make a sound. And this Silence spell was not cast by anyone present. It could only be cast by the absent master of the tower, Mage Saint Miladis.
This also meant that the master of the tower had a way to observe the situation in the magic tower. At least he could see what was happening here.
Compared to her impressive figure, the two silver lines on her chest attracted Lin's attention. The female apprentice made way for the stairs and said, "Two guests, please. My teacher has been waiting for you for a long time. "
Lin followed closely behind the Archmage Kabanbai, passing by the young apprentice who could only stare at people. He looked at the young woman's swaying figure and could not help but ask, "Can I ask you something? How did I offend that young man? Hmm, his name is Hakeem, right? "
Zalai replied coldly, "Your Excellency Hero (Disparaging), one of his good friends has gone crazy. What do you think?"
Hmm, looks like it's that Lich's fault. He had no choice but to recite it because that incident was a classic example of the more he explained, the worse it would get. No matter how he explained it, it would be useless. Helpless ~
Because what was brought up was not something very glorious, the atmosphere immediately turned cold. When they reached the fifth floor and walked out of the stairwell, Lin was shocked speechless by the extravagance.
The entire fifth floor seemed to be covered in the silver liquid formed by the energy pool. Including all the furnishings, tables, chairs, cabinets, and other furniture, they all seemed to be plated with a layer of flowing silver film. In other words, everything here was mimicked by the liquid in the energy pool. Other than the people walking inside who were genuine goods, there were not many ordinary items.
"What is it, Sir Tripwood?" The Warlock Saint Mildiades, whom he had met once before, wanted to ease the conflict between them. Thus, he stood up to welcome the two of them. But when he saw that someone was frozen in place, he couldn't help but ask. At the same time, the two people walking in front also stopped, turned around, and looked at the person who stopped walking in confusion.
He wanted to reply. But when he looked in the direction of the old man who spoke, Lin saw a two-year-old girl sitting on a small table, swinging her two chubby legs back and forth.
The girl seemed to have realized that she had been seen. She immediately climbed down from the small table on all fours and staggered towards the person. Especially when she walked past the female apprentice and the Great Mage Kabanbai, the two acted as if they didn't see her and didn't pay attention to her feet at all.
Did she … see a ghost?
Closing his eyes, Lin Xiu used his vision to analyze the illusion magic on the fifth floor and reconstruct it in his vision. When he opened his eyes again, the scene on the fifth floor had returned to the warm appearance that could be seen in an ordinary family.
There was an unlit fireplace, a quaint yet elegant table and chairs, and rows of bookshelves filled with hardcover books of various sizes. And there was a set of exquisite tea sets on the table.
The little girl who was originally walking towards him had disappeared. Lin actually heaved a sigh of relief at this result.
"It seems that you can see the true appearance of this floor," Miladis said. But other than him and a certain someone, the other two were puzzled. What did he mean by 'the true appearance of this floor'? The two of them looked around, wanting to see if there was anything unusual here. Especially Zalai, this was the place where she lived, but she never thought that everything in front of her hid a secret.
And a certain someone who was exposed laughed dryly a few times. He quickly walked forward to the side of the Great Mage Kabanbai and took a step back.
At this time, the Warlock Saint bowed his head and said, "Sorry, my student seems to have offended the two of you because of his personal affairs. I apologize to the two of you on his behalf. "
The two of them returned a bow in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing, and this matter was considered over. If they insisted on pursuing the matter, it would only anger the Warlock Saint who bowed his head. The group of people came to a corner of the fifth floor, which was decorated like a small salon. Everyone sat on the comfortable soft chairs. The female apprentice sat behind the bar and made coffee on the spot.
Miladis said, "I remember that coffee was invented by His Excellency Tripwood. Please comment on my student and see how good her skills are. "
"Sure," Lin Xiu replied simply. In the mysterious land, being too polite or modest would only make one look down on others. More seriously, people would think that one was lying because one did not respect the other party. Therefore, at this time, how to say some nonsense that didn't hurt or itch had become a skill. But in short, the more you say, the more mistakes you make, and the less you say, the less mistakes you make. If one did not say anything, they would offend others, so they had to say it.
However, the Warlocks were not like the nobles. They could talk aimlessly for three days and three nights. If they did not get to the point after three sentences, they would talk more because they were close friends. The relationship between the two parties was not that deep, and the Warlock Saint naturally had his own matters to attend to. Thus, he glanced at the wooden box that a certain someone had brought up along the way and asked, "Are the mathematics journals inside?"
"Yes." Lin Xiu opened the wooden box and took out ten thin books. He respectfully turned to face the Warlock Saint and placed them on the table. He did not hand a book to the Warlock Saint to avoid the awkwardness of the book being frozen in the air if the Warlock did not intend to pick it up. Anyway, if the Warlock Saint wanted to, he would pick it up and read it himself.
However, Miladis could not hide his curiosity about the first journal in the mysterious land. He picked one up and flipped through it. In addition to the content, he was also interested in the rumors. For example, the printing machine.
He already knew the mathematics content in the journal. With his status, as long as he expressed a little interest, there would naturally be someone else to do it for him. Even if he expressed his interest in front of Lin Xiu, Lin Xiu would not be so stubborn as to insist that Lin come to the class to see the content of the lecture. Of course, at the same time, it was inevitable that Lin Xiu would say that it was for personal reference and not to be spread.
As for the content that was not mentioned in the class, for the Warlock Saint who already had a foundation in mathematics, it was just a bonus. This was because Lin Xiu only put in different ways to solve the same problem. This was especially true for the Pythagorean theorem. On Earth, this thing was recognized as the most proven theorem. It was not a big problem for the Warlock Saint to think of something to fill in the page.
After flipping through a few pages, Miladis realized something. The quality of the words in this book was definitely not something that could be printed with the printing technology that he knew.
The original printing technology in the mysterious land always printed words with different shades of color or blurry edges. It was obviously different from handwritten words. However, the words in this book did not have any of those flaws. Not only were the strokes quite neat, but the handwriting was also quite beautiful.
Could it be that the book was dedicated to the library, so a scribe was specially asked to write it carefully? The most difficult thing for the scribe was that the same letter could be written exactly the same.
…
Miladis opened the journal in his hand and placed it flat. He picked up the second journal and opened it to the same page. Then, he opened the third and fourth journal. After opening the four journals in one go, the Warlock Saint stopped. This was because he could see that the handwriting, size, and strokes on the same page of the four journals were exactly the same.
Could it be that the same person copied them?
However, this was impossible. This was because even if it was the same person, the handwriting would show some differences due to different times, environments, and situations. Of course, the characteristics of the words would not change, but it was impossible to write the same line height, indentation, and spacing of every letter exactly the same.
Miladis even used his fingers to rub the handwriting and put the journal in front of his nose to smell it. He used all kinds of methods to check it. He only needed to tear off a corner of the page and put it in his mouth to taste it. This was because the paper used to make the pages of magic books could be eaten, but it did not taste good. However, he did not know if the thing in front of him could be eaten, so he did not put it in his mouth without knowing.
"Is this really printed?" Warlock Saint Miladis asked cautiously.
Great Magician Kabambai and Lin grinned at the same time and said, "Yes, it is printed."
"This is really … unimaginable." He picked up another journal and flipped through it. This time, the Warlock Saint was not looking at the content, but the quality of the journal. The more he looked at it, the more he appreciated it. Then, he asked, "Can this be printed into magic scrolls?"
Lin Li, who was asked this again, responded with a helpless smile. "Unfortunately, my Lord, the printing machine is unable to print magic scrolls."
In fact, whether it was the Warlock Saint in front of him or Great Magician Kabambai, the first thing they asked when they saw the printed product was the magic scrolls. Lin Li could understand their thoughts behind it.
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