In fact, he only did one thing this week, which was to reassemble Cleanse spells.
Of course, he did not tell Sunders how many times he rearranged the models. "Rearrange models and analyze the effects of different models and their internal connections." Sunders nodded.
Sunders nodded. "Understanding a spell from its source is one of the requirements to become a real wizard. But at the same time, you have to remember one thing. Reconstructing models has its value, but it takes too much time. You should focus on the 'theory' that makes up the spell.
"For example, the cantrip of Cleanse is a simple combination of wind and water. It's easy to understand, and you can cast it quickly. But if it's other cantrips, such as the same level of 'Light and Shadow Blur,' you'll need to understand more than just light and shadow. You'll also need to know the corresponding blind spots in the structure of the inner retina of the eye. "
"The art of spells is not a simple 'spell model'. Understanding the 'theory' of the spell is the key."
Sunders paused and continued, "This is why wizards are all great scholars. The more you know, the more real the world will appear to you. Spells, on the other hand, allow you to see the world more clearly and protect yourself. There is no difference between the two, but there is a difference between the two. 'Theory' is the most important, and 'technique' is the second. "
Angor nodded. Mara once told him that knowledge was the most valuable and priceless thing in the wizarding world. He knew this as well. Ever since he was a child, Jon taught him that "knowledge" was the most important thing. External objects were shackles on the neck, while knowledge was the crown on the head. The wizarding world also followed this principle. To improve oneself, one must not only improve one's strength, but also improve one's knowledge.
Without a certain amount of knowledge, one would not be able to break through the bottleneck even if they reached a certain level.
"However, just reading books without thinking doesn't mean you have a lot of knowledge. Only when you read more and think more, you will realize how little you actually know. When that happens, you'll understand what a wizard really wants, "Sunders spoke in a serious tone.
"As you accumulate more and more knowledge, you won't even need to learn spells, you'll be able to create them" He pointed at Toby on Angor's shoulder. "You remember where this little guy came from, don't you? It's a spell created by Greya. Creating your own spells is one of the requirements to become a true Magus. "
After that, the two talked about some other topics regarding model reconstruction and asked Angor to leave.
When leaving Sunders' manor, Angor was still thinking about what Sunders said.
"There are 630 types of transformations that use [Cleanse] as the core, of which there are 6 types of perfect models. However, the only spell worth promoting was the Cleansing spell, because it consumed the least amount of magic power and had the best effect. As for the other five perfect spell models, although they all have better spells, they can actually be replaced by simpler spells. "
"There are actually advantages to dissecting more models. For example, when you create your own spells, you can quickly understand the internal connection between the 'truth' and the spell model. But you're still far away from creating your own spells. "
Sunders' words made Angor think more about creating his own spells. He might not do it now, but it was like a seed already planted in his mind, waiting to blossom and bear fruit one day.
After leaving Phantom Island and stepping on the sky bridge, Angor suddenly remembered something.
"Shit! I forgot to tell you about Lady Mirror!"
Sunders was about to enter the Sorcerer's Garden when Angor hurried back to Phantom Island.
"Lady Mirror asked me to deliver a message for you, sir. She wants you to have tea with her …" Angor lowered his head in embarrassment.
Sunders glanced at Angor and chuckled. "Tea?"
"Yes, that's what Lady Mirror said."
"Alright, I got it."
Angor was a little embarrassed. "So, sir, are you going or not?"
"Nope." Sunders did not hesitate.
Seeing Angor's nervous expression, Sunders considered and said, "When you have time, go to Lady Mirror's place and have some tea with her. Consider it a way to repay her for saving your life."
"I'll go?"
Sunders nodded. "She doesn't really care who goes. She only cares if the person drinking with her is good-looking or not." "You're young, but I don't think she'll mind your looks." Sunders looked at Angor up and down and chuckled. "She won't mind your looks.
…
Angor returned to the sky bridge. There were still apprentices around, but only a few.
The Falling Cloud Platform was in a mess after the gale. He could see some blood stains from time to time. Angor did not see Nausica and Sailum.
Angor almost lost his life in the gale.
Lady Mirror saved his life in the end, but before that, he still needed to thank someone — Nausica. When he lost control of his body, Nausica helped him. She did not give up on him even when he was unconscious.
He fell down in the end because he did not hold on tightly to the vines.
Angor was grateful to Nausica just as much as he was to Lady Mirror.
Angor walked to the Cave Field. He wanted to take a look inside the cave. To his surprise, Sailum was running towards him from the direction of Apprentice Town Eight. Sailum's cries were heard even before he entered the hole.
"Angor!!" Sailum was covered in a white bedsheet. He rushed to Angor's side with tears and snot on his face. "Thank God! I knew you'd be fine! "
"You don't know how scared I was when I saw you falling from the vines. Thank God you're okay. "Sailum's tears dripped down and soaked Angor's robe.
Sailum also hiccuped from time to time while crying. It looked both childish and funny. But for some reason, Angor felt warm inside.
Nausica slowly approached them and smiled when she saw the two children crying in each other's arms.
Angor patted Sailum's shoulder and walked to Nausica. He spoke in a serious and sincere tone, "Thank God you caught me. I would've died if I fell down while unconscious. Thank you. "
Nausica shook her head. "It's nothing. As long as you're alive."
Before seeing Angor, Nausica took all the blame for Angor's fall on herself. Her expression was gloomy and filled with self-blame.
But when she saw Angor was fine, she finally felt relieved.
She had so many things to say and so many emotions to express. But in the end, she did not say or do anything. She simply said, "As long as you're alive."
On this strange continent, souls from three different countries and realms were bound together by the ribbon of friendship.
Perhaps they would go their separate ways in the future. But at least for now, their feelings were sincere.
…
Angor told Nausica about his experience while heading to the underground market.
They had agreed to go to the Underground Apprentice Market before they left for Phantom Island. It was rare for the three of them to gather together. Even if they could not afford to buy anything in the underground market, it was still fun.
"So it was Lady Mirror who saved you!" Sailum's expression kept changing as he listened to Angor's story. It was as if Sailum was the one who went through all this.
When Angor finished, Sailum began to talk about what happened outside Phantom Island.
"Many people died because of the gale. Some of them were blown onto Phantom Island and killed by the magic array on the island, while others were swept off the island and fell to their deaths. " Sailum put a hand on his chest and said, "We're lucky we chose to stay near the Falling Cloud Station. If we tried to force our way there, we would've ended up like this too.
"But the gale didn't kill many people. Many apprentices could fly. Even if they were swept away, they would not fall to their deaths as long as they could borrow the momentum. The one who killed the most people was actually the mysterious rhythm that came after the world's will descended. "
"Back then, almost everyone was pressed to the ground by gravity. We were fine on the leaves, but those who flew in the air all fell from hundreds of meters high. They were either dead or half-dead. You don't know, but when we came to the Tree Spirit Garden area under Phantom Island to look for your 'body', we saw bloody corpses every two or three steps. Can you imagine? Corpses all over the place. Broken limbs, white brain matter, red blood, and stinking intestines scattered everywhere. It was horrible. "
Sailum recalled the scene he saw earlier and wanted to vomit again.
"That rhythm is a deadly weapon, but it can also create destiny," Nausica said. Nausica said, "Unfortunately, neither Sailum nor I did. But I think someone on the Sky Bridge did."
"Angor, did you find your destiny?" Sailum asked, "You were right beside the Sorcerer's Garden, so you should have a better understanding of the rhythm. Did you understand it?"
Angor shook his head. "I didn't understand it either."
Sailum showed an "I knew it" expression and was about to say something to comfort Angor.
"But, it has comprehended …"
Angor pointed at Toby who was on his shoulder. Toby immediately put on a proud look and lifted his head high as if he was looking down on everyone.
"Huh?! Toby understood it? How? "Sailum's mouth was wide open. He could not believe it.
Angor nodded helplessly. "Professor Sunders confirmed it. Toby did understand the sequence of gravity."
"Heh. No one understood it, but the bird did. Many people will die of anger if they hear about it, "Nausica laughed.
Sailum pouted and cried, "There's a traitor among us. Am I worse than a bird?!"
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