"Because my father has always been pursuing his dream of becoming a wizard, he mastered the language early on. I've been learning from him since I was young," Mego explained. "At first, he taught me grammar first, but it was too slow. It took me a year to master the basic pronunciation of the wizard language."
"But later, my father started talking to me in the wizard language. He would beat me up whenever I spoke in Middle Earth's language. After three months, I could actually communicate with him in the wizard language," Mego said. "So, language is actually not that difficult to learn, especially when it comes to spoken language. And to release witchcraft, you only need to say it out loud. You don't need to learn how to write it."
Ren Xiaosu nodded seriously. "It's just like how kids learn to speak. They don't know how to write a single word, but it doesn't hinder communication. Then let's do it this way. Mego, you'll be in charge of teaching them, and I'll be in charge of supervising them. "
Mego thought to himself, This kid doesn't even call me "sir" anymore. He asked helplessly, "You'll supervise them? How? "
"Didn't you say that your father beat you up when you were young? I can beat them up too," Ren Xiaosu said seriously.
Liu Ting was furious. "Who are you trying to take advantage of?"
"Isn't it just an analogy?" Ren Xiaosu said unhappily. "If no one forces you to learn, when will you become wizards?"
"What about you? Who's going to supervise you?" Liu Ting raised his voice. "Don't you want to become a wizard too? If you speak in Middle Earth's language, we can beat you up too! "
Ren Xiaosu was in awe. "Let's not talk about anything else. At least you have the courage to be a sheep!"
Liu Ting didn't feel good on the spot. Was that a compliment?
He wanted to say something, but Li Chenggong, who was next to him, pulled him and pointed at the panda eyes on his face. Liu Ting was instantly discouraged.
At this time, Mego spoke. He said to Ren Xiaosu patiently, "You have to correct your learning attitude too."
"Alright," Ren Xiaosu said reluctantly. "I won't speak in Middle Earth's language anymore. When should I start? Tomorrow then. "
Mego smiled and said, "Actually, the spell is hidden in these everyday words. Look at the bonfire in front of us. In the Wizard language, it's called 'Bonfires', and 'fire' is the spell for the Small Fireball spell."
"What about the big fireball?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.
Seeing that Ren Xiaosu was so eager to learn, Mego smiled and said, "The incantation for the big fireball is The fire is raging."
"So that's how it is." Ren Xiaosu nodded. He thought to himself that it would take more than a second to recite an incantation before he could create a fireball. It was no wonder the Riders had beaten up the author of the Witchcraft Compendium.
Which Magus would dare to give Ren Xiaosu a second of time? It was enough for him to kill him three or four times. If he gave him any more time, he might even destroy the castle …
Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked, "Can you cast a small fireball for us to see?"
Ren Xiaosu said this because he wanted to see how strong Mego's small fireball was. Didn't the Witchcraft Outline mention that if the spell was cast without chanting, it would cause the spell to go out of control and consume too much mental strength?
Therefore, he had to know what a normal small fireball looked like before he knew how out of control his fireball was …
Mego thought for a moment and demonstrated it. After Mego held the Eye of Truth in his hand and recited the incantation, a fireball the size of a fist floated into the distance.
Li Chenggong and Liu Ting's eyes lit up as they watched the fireball fly away. They thought how great it would be if they could cast this kind of spell one day.
However, what Ren Xiaosu was thinking was that he had also felt the temperature just now. To be honest, this small fireball might not be able to do much to him.
Also, this fireball was a little too slow. It was almost at the speed of a normal person throwing a rock. Any decent Extraordinaire from the Middle Earth would be able to dodge this thing. After all, everyone in the Middle Earth measured a person's strength by dodging bullets.
Of course, they dodged the bullet's trajectory.
Ren Xiaosu still wanted to continue and asked, "What about the big fireball?"
However, Mego shook his head and said, "I don't know the big fireball. I can't cast it."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment. "Are you a bad student? I saw in the Witchcraft Outline that the big fireball is not a particularly difficult spell. Why don't you know it?"
Mego's face turned red, but he explained seriously, "Every Wizard has to choose their own direction of cultivation. Not all spells have to be learned."
Ren Xiaosu asked curiously, "What do you mean?"
"You have to know that it took me a whole year to learn the Wind Binding Spell and the Earthbinding Spell, and I was only able to cast them," Megor explained. "Do you know how many times I practiced in the past year? More than a thousand times! At first, I would feel dizzy after practicing twice a day. It was only after I meditated a lot that the situation gradually improved. So, how much lifespan does a wizard have to waste on all the spells? Every wizard has to make their own choices before they become a wizard. Whatever type of wizard you choose, you have to continue on this path. Only then will you have the chance to become a great wizard in your lifetime. "
"What about the Earthbind Spell that you've practiced for decades?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.
"It's enough to bind dozens of gladiators like you," Mego said proudly.
Ren Xiaosu suddenly realized that knowing the incantation and having the Eye of Truth did not mean that one could cast spells directly. One had to practice it.
No wonder he felt that Mego's Earthbind Spell was a little weak. He had almost broken free from it with just a little bit of acting. It was because Mego had not been a wizard for long, and he had not practiced the spell much.
Therefore, he had to practice the spell more than a thousand times before he could use it normally. The more he practiced, the stronger it would become.
However, a wizard's mental power was limited, so he had to practice selectively. If he practiced ten spells a thousand times, he would still be weak. However, if he practiced one spell ten thousand times, he would be a great wizard.
Mego said patiently, "I chose to be a control-type wizard. Spells of the same type have the effect of comprehending other spells by analogy. This can save time. For example, if I practice the Wind Binding Spell a thousand times, I can cast it. If I practice the Earthbind Spell eight hundred times, I can cast it successfully. If you become wizards one day, you will also have to make the same choice. "
"There is a limit to life. There are many people in this wizard organization who only specialize in one or two witchcraft, but they are all extremely powerful wizards." Meigo continued, "In your Central Plains dialect, this is called 'eating everything with one skill'!"
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that he understood what the Practice Stone in the shop was used for …
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