Angele was about to leave the hallway when he suddenly heard someone talking in the room.
"Dennis." Markolov asked Angele to go to the reading room on the second floor. He sat on a chair and looked out of the window.
His condition was getting worse and worse. His skin had lost all its luster. He sat on the chair with a blank expression on his face. Angele had no idea what he was thinking about.
Angele entered the reading room. The two did not talk.
"Thank you, Master. I won't let you down." Angele nodded.
"Sure."
It seemed like he had a lot of regrets in the past. He had failed to fulfill his dreams, but he was always held back by something else. Angele could see his hesitation and helplessness when he sat in front of the window and looked into the distance.
Angele turned his head around and glanced at the room. He did not say anything and walked down the stairs quietly.
Angele did not say anything, he just listened to Dennis's words quietly. It was Dennis's style.
Angele did not notice anything strange at first, but he soon realized that the special energy compression method could also compress mentality.
"Master." Angele lowered his head and responded.
He did not plan to leave right away even though his injuries were healed.
As for Dennis' family, they had no influence on him at all. He just wanted to wait until his injuries were completely healed before he prepared to leave. He was not the real Dennis after all.
It was night.
Angele and Markolov were the only two people left in the mansion. It felt empty and lonely.
Angele did not respond. He did receive a letter from Dennis's family, and it was a letter from Dennis's family asking him to leave. His family had found another way to join the organization — an enchanted item.
It was a pleasant surprise.
Angele opened his mouth, but he did not know what to say. As a Gas stage wizard, Angele noticed that Markolov's body was getting weaker and weaker. Markolov's condition was similar to that of a normal human being.
The room fell into silence.
He knew that if he could not become a level 3 Acolyte before the age of 18, he would never be able to become an official Magus. From what Dennis had said, Sidman and Natalie had not made any progress in the past few years. This was a huge blow to them. This was not just from themselves, but also from their families who supported them in their studies. It was hard for them to bear.
Natalie was gone.
"I know that you have been secretly reading my books in the basement these days. It's rare that you're so eager to learn. Here are some materials that I've sorted out. Take a look. " He picked up a thick stack of documents from the table. They were densely packed with words that hadn't completely dried yet. He had written it all, word by word.
Angele glanced at the books on Markolov's desk and noticed that Markolov's eyes were bloodshot. It seemed like he had not rested for a long time.
"Sure." Angele nodded.
Markolov asked Angele to go back to his room. The study room was still bright.
"Is that Dennis? Come in. "Makolov's tired voice came from the study.
"There are some documents that I can't find. Could you please help me bring up some books from the basement? I want the ones with red shells. "
Angele lowered his head and stepped back. He opened the door and saw Natalie standing outside. The pretty girl also looked at him with slight surprise at this moment. She didn't seem to understand why he was called up to the second floor by his tutor.
They returned to the mansion, but neither of them was in the mood to talk. They went back to their rooms after washing their faces.
Angele sighed with mixed feelings after seeing Markolov's excited expression.
They remained silent for about half an hour.
Angele had been staying in Markolov's house for about three months. Angele's injuries were almost healed, and he was still waiting for the news about the wanted poster to die down.
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Also, after mastering the compression method, he could compress all of his spells using the same method. The power of his spells would increase by a lot.
"Alright, from today on, you need to come to me and get me a set of documents every day. Dennis, remember, although you're not talented, you can make up for it with hard work. Don't give up. "
The room was a mess. Makolov's table was covered with books and documents. He was reading a book, and from time to time he would write on a piece of parchment.
Due to the help of the biochip, Angele discovered that the energy compression method could cause strange changes to his metal force field after he learned how to compress it. Zero could not analyze the changes due to the lack of information.
"I'm leaving too," Natalie suddenly spoke in a light tone. "I've been here for so long, but I haven't improved much."
Angele and Natalie stood by the entrance of the town under the setting sun. They watched the gray carriage leave.
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"Teacher, I have to go too …" Natalie interrupted him.
"Natalie, you're here. This time, I've prepared a detailed document for you. It's about the 'Simplified Energy Compression Calculation'. You did pretty well last time. With this document, you'll definitely be able to advance to the next stage quickly. In the document, I've added … "
Angele already had a better understanding of Markolov's personality after observing Markolov for so long.
He stood up and grabbed a metal cylinder from the bookshelf. He then took out a scroll from the cylinder.
Angele was happy to use Zero's help to scan the scroll and record it into his mind. His brain had a strong ability to think logically, and he was learning the compression method like crazy every day.
Angele had the chip, and with his strong learning ability, he quickly understood the content of the message. It was about how to simplify the steps of energy compression.
"My carriage is already outside the town … Thank you for taking care of me." Natalie opened the door and rushed out. She glanced at Angele but did not say anything. She just ran downstairs. Angele could hear her footsteps getting further and further away.
Markolov then asked Angele to go to the study.
He handed the document to Angele, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes. A powerful Magus was actually pleading with an acolyte in order to pass on his knowledge. This kind of helplessness and bitterness really made one feel uncomfortable.
Markolov handed the scroll to Angele and sat down again.
It seemed like Markolov did not care if Angele knew what he was talking about. He just kept giving Angele a lot of information, all of which were written by Markolov himself. It seemed like Markolov wanted Angele to pass down his knowledge to the next generation.
"Master, what can I do for you?"
'Simplified energy compression method' was written on the parchment on the desk.
"Dennis, why are you still here? My brother sent me a letter, right? " Markolov looked like he had aged a lot. His hair was messy, and his eyes were lifeless.
He recorded all the books and notes collected by Markolov in the mansion and finally found a way to compress mentality.
At night, Angele pretended to clean the rooms on the second floor. He heard the sound of pages being turned when he went upstairs with the mop in his hand.
It was a sign that a wizard was reaching the end of his lifespan. There was no injury or backlash, but it was the end of his lifespan. It was the limit of his lifespan. That was the reason why Markolov was so anxious.
"There are 72 energy compression formulas in total. They were passed down by my teacher's teacher. I can't let them be lost in my hands. " A smile appeared on Markolov's face. "Since you want to learn, I'll give you a detailed explanation. This is what I learned from my teacher, letter by letter. "
Angele shook his head slightly. He would be able to leave in a few days after his injuries were fully healed. Everything here would have nothing to do with him. Although the energy compression method was good, Angele still had to follow the energy compression principles of the school, so he was not interested in it. The main reason was that there was still an unknown mark left on his body. He did not want to delay his journey because of a little greed and be chased by the people behind him.
Makolov was just a helpless Magus who wanted to pass on his knowledge.
Time flew.
Makolov's scroll was too profound. Perhaps any acolyte, or even a Magus, would not be able to fully understand it.
This was because he had long discovered that the feeling of being tracked that had been lingering around him was attached to his mental strength. Compressing one's spirit could destroy the model structure of this kind of tracking spell.
Natalie entered the room and closed the door.
"Alright, you can leave now," Markolov said in a low voice. He looked relieved.
Angele opened the door of the study.
In the dark and dry basement, there was a large basket of red parchment books. There were more than 100 kilograms of books in the basement.
Angele grabbed the thick stack of books.
'Does this old man want to die?' Angele could feel that the old man was not as strong as he used to be.
Angele turned around and started walking down the stairs.
"I don't want to leave. I believe in my teacher's knowledge!" Angele said after a while. This was indeed what he was thinking. Although Makolov's method of energy compression was too difficult, it was indeed an excellent way to open up a new path. It was just that it was a little too difficult … and he also wanted to delay it until he completely recovered.
Markolov opened his mouth slowly.
After a long while, Natalie spoke again.
One of them was in charge of teaching, and the other was in charge of learning.
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