"Letter? Mine? Who would write me a letter? "
Rorschach received an exquisite letter from the hotel owner. He only flipped through it twice before chuckling and throwing it into the trash.
The letter was written by a silver elf mage named Erwin. It was written in the style of the elves.
What was the style of the elves? It was elegant elven language, classical and beautiful language, a style of expression full of metaphors, and all sorts of praises and compliments. It talked about unimportant things, such as how one's ancestor hunted a deer in a certain year and month, and how amazing it was. Only at the end did the letter mention the main topic out of courtesy … To put it more bluntly, it didn't speak human language and didn't do human things.
If someone who didn't know the elves saw this, they probably wouldn't be able to understand it at all. Why did this letter sound so good? Could it be that it was specially written to praise him? Actually, this letter was half a taunt and half a threat.
Rorschach directly ignored the nonsense and looked at the last sentence, which was the main point of the letter.
The content was quite simple. It mentioned that Morton was here and that he should have some tea together when he was free …
"Ha, this is a threat? Threatening that I won't accept him as my disciple. "
It was the elves' arrogance to make the threat sound so light. At any rate, it didn't matter if Morton understood it or not. Since the threat had already been delivered, the elves had enough of a reason to kill Morton.
But if you were stronger than the elves, the elves would be abnormally realistic and do things according to your rules. They wouldn't play around with the elves' elegance.
After reading the letter, Rorschach tossed this matter aside.
It was likely that Harloys didn't take him seriously at all. In fact, Harloys hadn't even seriously investigated him. Otherwise, they wouldn't have written something so laughable … Since they were already enemies, what did such a mild threat count for?
Even if the elves were only a level 7 silver elf archmage, the silver elf War God had more than one level 7 silver elf under his command. Rorschach had even challenged the New God in the end, so how could he possibly back down now?
"Still, I need to be careful."
Rorschach muttered to himself as he casually ate breakfast and lunch to fill his stomach. It was time for him to do some serious business.
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Although they were living a wonderful life as if they were rearing pigs and had people to serve them, it was impossible for them to not do anything.
Carrying a bag of books, he stayed up until three o 'clock yesterday to finish reading them. It was time to return them to the library.
Since he had nothing to do today, he decided to continue spending the day in the library. He couldn't waste the season pass that he had just gotten. In addition to Anthony's Gold-ranked Level 3 VIP card, he could bring back three non-magical books to read at once. As long as he didn't leave the city, he wouldn't trigger the anti-theft mark.
This was the third district of the Mage Country's capital. It was the center of the city of knowledge. The thing that Rorschach didn't lack the most were all kinds of libraries and bookstores. There was no reason for him to go to the super library in the first district.
After knowing his shortcomings, Rorschach would naturally try to make up for them.
However, mages were different from other job classes that only cultivated by fighting and killing. Mages were the practical embodiment of "knowledge is power." Other job classes would probably envy mages who could read, write, or draw in a safe place to become stronger. However, they probably didn't know that young mages were even more envious of mages who could become stronger without thinking about anything, even though they often disdained them.
However, Rorschach was probably an exception. He was a mage who mysteriously became stronger without thinking about anything. Compared to pure mages, he was closer to warlocks and dragon bloodline mages who relied on their bloodlines to survive.
Now, if he wanted to take another step on the path of mages, he would naturally need to take more classes.
However, what he learned during this period of time had little to do with magic itself.
"Should I continue reading botany or iron craftsmanship today? Forget it, I'll make up for iron craftsmanship in the future. I'll continue reading botany. "
When Rorschach first arrived at the Mage Country, he was faced with the predicament of having an empty spell list. He was in a hurry to obtain a mage's qualification to join the Mage Society in order to fill up his spell list and increase his combat strength.
Although he wasn't able to find a suitable mage for the Mage Society in the end, successfully registering meant that the Mage Society's magic library was now open to him.
Nowadays, it was no longer necessary to search through the bookshelves to find books. The library's artificial intelligence and search engine were more efficient than anything else.
After searching for his own ability's characteristics and requirements, Rorschach obtained the results he wanted. He then sank into an even more dumbfounded state.
Of course, it was impossible that he couldn't find anything. The Mage Country had accumulated so many years of history. There were countless types of magic and various branches of mages. The amount of knowledge they had accumulated was astonishing.
"47281 types? That's almost fifty thousand types. Is it that ridiculous? The keywords I typed in were 'creation' and 'plants.' These should be the rarest types of nature. "
But soon, he discovered that this was all an illusion.
"Summoning a tree wall counts as one type of magic. Adding thorns to the tree wall counts as another type of magic. Carving the tree wall with the image of a goddess is another type of magic. Carving the mage's own face on the tree wall counts as another type of magic … These mages are even worse than those who copy theses. They're trying to scam me out of my money with just some slight changes?"
As previously mentioned, the Mage Country's research results could be bought and sold. Using the Mage Society's information provided by other mages to learn related magic spells would require a share of the researchers' money.
And these things were obviously scams, and scams with even the slightest bit of conscience at that.
"… What a scam. Summoning a rose as a decoration spell. Adding a little bit of poison to it can change its name to 'Poisonous Thorns Trap.'"
Rorschach was instantly scammed. He bought a cheap 1st-circle spell and followed the spell's description to summon a poisonous rose and thorns … But then, Rorschach discovered that the poison's attack power was rather low. After testing it, he discovered that it was actually a pesticide.
It turned out that this was also a decoration spell. It only had the additional effect of preventing pests. However, unscrupulous mages obscured the spell's effects in order to scam him out of his money.
Some spells had very detailed descriptions, while others required a fee just to read the description. After being scammed like this (he could only afford to buy a few low-level spells), Rorschach had a general idea of what was going on.
Perhaps this was indeed a treasure trove with everything. But, in order to truly find something useful, one would need sufficient experience, sharp insight, and patience.
Not only that, in order to understand these magical theories and vague descriptions, one would need to know the relevant theories as well.
Without anyone to guide him, it would truly be like searching for a needle in a haystack. It would be necessary to have a teacher or something. And even if there wasn't a teacher to guide him, it would still be necessary to have an exchange club.
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