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Felipe smiled, "I'm not a humble person, and I've published many articles about Necromancy in many journals. But I'm still very happy that you've heard about my work, Mr. Professor." Felipe nodded, "I'm not a humble person, and I've published many articles about Necromancy in many journals."
However, Felipe did not look happy at all. As a twenty-two-year-old genius who was about to publish an article on Magic, it was reasonable that Professor had heard of him. If it was the opposite, it meant that Felipe's knowledge and power level were not enough to enter the upper class of the Congress of Magic.
As Felipe said, he was indeed not a humble person.
Then he changed the topic, "But Mr. Professor, you're not polite enough. We're both members of the Congress of Magic. Why are you still wearing that ugly black hood? Such a stingy outfit really doesn't suit your identity and status. "
Lucien knew that the more he said, the more likely he would be exposed. However, if he kept silent, it would be even more suspicious. Therefore, he had to choose the lesser of two evils, and answered in a hoarse and flat tone, "I don't want to be harassed by you again when I go back to Allyn."
When Lucien first used the identity of Professor to pretend to be a member of the Will of Elements, he did not expect that it would be so dangerous. Even Astrology did not give him any hint. After all, they were all members of the Congress of Magic. As long as Lucien could find a chance to find out the identity of the person who contacted Sturk, his goal would be achieved. The only problem was that Lucien had to avoid using his identity as a musician in the future.
However, Lucien did not expect that Mr. Felipe would be so hostile and murderous. Lucien immediately realized that the Congress of Magic was not as harmonious as he thought. "In the future, if I don't have enough power and information, I can't use the identity of Professor anymore! It's true that you'll meet a tiger when you climb a mountain. "
However, at this moment, Lucien had no way to back down. It was impossible for him to admit that he pretended to be from the Will of Elements and the Holm Royal Magic Academy just to get the identity of Sturk's contact in the Congress of Magic. If he were to confess honestly, he would probably be killed by Felipe, who was full of hostility. Therefore, he had no choice but to go all the way and rely on his own adaptability to find a chance to get through this dangerous situation.
As expected, they came with malicious intent. Felipe was not surprised at all. He pointed at the sofa next to him and said, "There's still more than ten minutes before the banquet officially begins. I'd like to talk to someone like you, Mr. Professor. Hehe. Viscount Carendia, do you mind if I borrow your library?"
"Of course not. I like the sparks of wisdom." Viscount Carendia leaned against the windowsill lazily and raised his wine glass elegantly.
In fact, Lucien really wanted to say that he did not want to see Felipe's face and talk to him. However, as a powerful sorcerer who came here on behalf of the Will of Elements, there was no reason for him to back down. Therefore, he could only sit down calmly and lean against the back of the sofa leisurely, "What do you want to talk about, Mr. Felipe?"
Please don't talk about the Congress of Magic or the Kingdom of Holm! I don't know anything about them! I can't fool you even if I want to!
Please don't! Please don't! Please don't!
As if Felipe had heard Lucien's cry, the pale flame in his eyes disappeared, revealing his dark pupils. A gloomy smile appeared on his sickly face, "This is Cleveland, a second-circle sorcerer. He's learning from me."
He turned around and introduced the middle-aged man beside him, and then he continued, "Cleveland is not only learning Necromancy from me, but he's also interested in Element magic. After Mr. Donald got the twenty-fifth ring, Holm Crown, for his groundbreaking discovery of new elements through spectral analysis, he's planning to write an arcana paper on spectral analysis. However, he still lacks a lot of theoretical knowledge in this field, so he has to ask me for help from time to time. I took the opportunity to learn the most advanced knowledge about Element, and I've become interested in spectral analysis. "
After pausing for a second, Felipe crossed his hands and exposed his left hand, which was missing a little finger. He looked at Lucien seriously, "Mr. Professor, I'm sure that you have a lot of experience and knowledge in the field of Element, so please allow me to talk to you about this topic without considering my own knowledge of Element."
Felipe sounded arrogant, but the smile on his face showed that he was very confident in himself, and his research in this field was no worse than the arcanists in the field of Element.
Lucien tried to hide his relief. It was much better to talk about arcana and elements than to talk about the Congress of Magic or the Kingdom of Holm! He knew nothing about Holm except that Natasha told him that there was no food in Holm.
"Felipe didn't ask about the Congress of Magic or the Kingdom of Holm. It seems that he doesn't doubt my identity at all, and he doesn't want to waste his time on this topic!" After relaxing, Lucien started to think about Felipe's intention, "He didn't ask me why I came to the death party. Instead, he talked about arcana. It means that the latter topic is more important. "
"Why is it important? He's a powerful necromancer. What can he learn from talking about Element? "
"Is he trying to test the depth of my knowledge or my arcana level?"
Lucien had the experience of being in Aalto's circle, so he quickly connected the dots. Knowledge equaled power, and the young sorcerers who grew up in the education style of the Congress of Magic were even more so! As long as Felipe could roughly figure out his arcana level, he would be able to estimate the range of his power and use it as a reference to attack him directly!
In order to verify one's arcana level, one had to discuss the latest and most popular knowledge in the field that one was best at.
"I really can't relax at all. Every word is a test of life and death." After figuring out Felipe's purpose, Lucien became calmer and calmer. At the same time, he started to reflect on his own arrogance, which had become more and more arrogant after the great rewards he had gained from taking risks and boldness. What happened this time was like a heavy blow to his head!
"Luckily, Felipe didn't talk about the principles and models of middle-rank elemental spells, or I'd have to pray that I'm lucky to have reached this level. However, I still have a solid foundation and profound knowledge when it comes to other people's arcana spells."
Of course, two sorcerers who were hostile to each other would never talk about the structure of spells, because that would only increase the opponent's power! Therefore, the abstract arcana theory was a better choice.
"Mr. Professor, are you not familiar with the arcana knowledge in this field?" Seeing Lucien's short silence, Felipe asked in a dangerous tone. If Professor refused to answer, it would mean that he was not confident, and a young sorcerer who could not keep up with the trend in the field of Element would be limited no matter how powerful he was.
Also, if Professor was stronger than Lucien, he would have attacked Lucien directly instead of having a nice talk with him. The current situation meant that Professor was also scared of Lucien and did not know Lucien's real level. Therefore, Professor would definitely test Lucien first instead of baiting Lucien to attack him!
Lucien chuckled, "I happen to know something about spectral analysis. But, Mr. Felipe, I think we'd better not talk too much about it, because knowledge is valuable. "
Lucien had reviewed the chemical phenomena in the Library of the Soul many times, and he could somewhat understand the principles of spectral analysis. Also, it seemed that the elemental (chemical) research in this world was not at the microscopic level yet, and people were still trying to find new elements by random means. In Lucien's previous life, there was an old saying, "You know what it is, but you don't know what it is."
Speaking of which, Lucien's Library of the Soul also changed a little after he became a real sorcerer. Part of the sealed book was unlocked, and it happened to be the part of the sealed book that had a relatively low level of knowledge.
Lucien did not have the time to notice this change because he was in the dangerous magic lock. He did not notice it until he started his journey and tried the Astrology Meditation for real sorcerers.
This probably confirmed Lucien's speculation. The seal should be the suppression of the original power of this world, and only with the strengthening of his spiritual power and soul could he slowly resist and unlock it.
"Of course. Although I hate people from the Will of Elements, as an arcanist and sorcerer with a high position in the Hand of Paleness, I still have my bottom line. I won't pry into your research results, Mr. Professor. " The pale flame in Lucien's eyes disappeared. He had a bad feeling about this. It seemed that Lucien's level of arcana was really high, and according to common sense, the level of magic was usually higher than the level of arcana.
Lucien leaned against the back of the sofa and said concisely, "The theoretical basis of spectral analysis is that the color and light produced by each element in the flame are different. The color of the flame will overlap and cover up, but the spectrum won't. After the spectral analysis, the positions and colors of the spectral lines will be different, and they won't affect each other. Therefore, spectral analysis can be used to identify different elements and discover new ones."
In the several minutes, Lucien also gave examples of the spectral lines of several common elements that were the same as those on Earth. Lucien didn't dare to say anything without doing any experiments.
Felipe listened carefully and interjected from time to time. When Lucien finished, he clapped his hands and said, "Mr. Professor, your explanation is much clearer than Mr. Donald's arcana paper. It's easier for people to understand."
Felipe smiled and became more alert. Professor's level of arcana was indeed high.
Lucien took the chance and continued, "In fact, spectral analysis is more of an application. To discover new elements, we only need mechanical experiments. But what we need to think about is why the spectral lines of each element are different. Why don't they overlap? Why were there different light and dark spectral lines? This is the direction of arcana research and the original intention of Master Douglas when he defined arcana. "
Felipe stopped clapping, and Viscount Carendia even forgot to taste the wine in his mouth. Both of them looked at Lucien at the same time. When the arcanists of the Congress of Magic were still immersed in the joy of discovering a new element through spectral analysis every once in a while, they did not have time to think about other questions, but Professor had already asked a question that pointed to the essence of the problem.
"If we ask more questions …" Felipe could not help but think of the Emperor of Arcane, Master Douglas's thunderous speech, and the scene in front of him was vaguely similar.
Professor's level of arcana might be even higher than his!
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The gate of Carendia Castle was tightly closed. It was dark and peaceful outside. The time for the Feast of Death was approaching.
At this time, the tall, dark castle with a steeple suddenly moved quietly. The two towers on both sides of it turned into thick stone arms. With a gentle press on the ground, the "lower half" of the castle was pulled out of the soil.
Then, the castle kept its balance and sneaked into the depths of the mountain stealthily. Gradually, it became invisible.
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