"The second time you cast a spell without magic, you are now tired and suddenly fainted before, which is probably because you have to forcibly recite the spell without magic."
Norman himself thought for a while and almost fell asleep several times because of mental exhaustion. Finally, he managed to hold on by pinching his thigh.
It is also in this state of being half asleep and half awake that he struggled to think through Lancelot’s conclusion.
It seems that Lancelot did give this explanation, and the result made Norman’s face even uglier, and his whole face was pulled with bitterness.
"But how can I practice? ……”
How can he practice if the spell is so strong when there is no magic? If you can’t study well, you can’t practice more. How long will it take him to pronounce this spell smoothly and quickly?
I’m afraid I’m looking forward to this life
It’s hard to see a little bit of hope, but as a result, the horse was put out again. Norman is tired and depressed now, and he really wants to sleep without caring about anything.
Fortunately, Lancelot’s words gave a slight boost to Norman’s flagging spirit.
"Just because you can’t read spells doesn’t mean you can’t train this ability to recite spells quickly."
How can you train if you can’t spell? Norman couldn’t figure it out and didn’t have the energy to think about it. He quickly asked Lancelot, "What can you do?"
Lancelot didn’t answer Norman immediately, but let him light the candle first.
According to Lancelot, Norman went to light the candle first, so the inferior black smoke and pungent smell of paraffin reappeared in the room, but for Norman now, this originally unpleasant thing was good and wonderful, which made him feel a little refreshed when he wanted to sleep. Finally, Norman couldn’t help but go to smell the smell twice and smoke the black smoke a few more times.
Smelly is really smelly, spicy eyes are really spicy eyes, but it is also a true god to do this.
But Lancelot told him to light the candle, not to make him wonder.
"I’ll say some old sentences later, and you write them down."
These loyal audiences of the Knights Templar know that Norman can see the barrage in his left eye, and Lancelot, the new master, is no exception, so he is not afraid that Norman will make mistakes.
"Hundreds of pacesetters rush to the north slope. Hundreds of artillery pacesetters are afraid to touch the artillery. The artillery is afraid to touch the pacesetters …"
Norman followed Lancelot and wrote all the way. At this time, it showed the advantages of Thomas’ family. Because there was no chair in this family, Norman could write while writing old sayings, burning his eyes and stabbing his nose. Hey, for a while, he could really resist the endless fatigue and successfully write everything Lancelot said.
"The pole has a long bench and a wide bench. There is no pole. The pole has to be tied to the bench. The bench won’t let the pole be tied to the bench …"
Norman hung his right hand with a pen in his left hand and tried to follow his left eye to see the old saying-for this illiterate, the difference between his left hand and his right hand is really not too big, which saves a little trouble.
And when Norman wrote, the wizards in his body also talked about it, which interfered with his ears and eyes, and then gave him a tired god.
"This year can’t tongue twister can’t be a mage ….."
"In the past, the world said that Chinese was coming. Did the universe say Chinese?"
"The Snake Group’s" Chinese "can be exported to different worlds by changing the lyrics."
"It’s a pity that I rap Wang hip-hop ghost see sorrow was not born in this world, otherwise I would have been promoted to the white wizard."
"Grey chicken with male tail, grey red chicken with male tail"
"Master Lan is from Deyun Society, right?"
……
Chapter sixty-seven Lack of money
Early in the morning, the air in the second area is fresh, but the sun is too harsh in summer, and it has already been a little hot and dry.
Cardenas block has always been the more advanced area, the less people flow, but today there are a lot of people flow in the second area. Looking at the main roads in the second area, although they are not bustling, they are still in an endless stream. The aborigines in the second area will not be surprised that there are still a few days before the entrance examination for Cardenas Church School. At this time every year, students come to the surrounding cities and even the surrounding areas to prepare for the examination. Naturally, the flow of people will be more this year.
Because of the new fatwa, neighboring cities sometimes get fatwa but are not qualified for the exam, so naturally they will not come, which reduces the flow of some people; There are also some fatwas that have already arrived in the surrounding cities. After the candidates learned about this new fatwas in Cardenas, some of them chose to leave directly, which reduced some people’s flow. Compared with previous years, the flow of people is still relatively small this year.
And these students who came all the way to Cardenas to take the entrance examination, especially those black-robed wizards who are qualified for the examination, are mostly nobles and women. Naturally, they will not live in the sixth district and the fifth district, where civilians live. The first district is not ordinary people, and the second district naturally becomes the most popular choice.
These two days, the hotels in the second district are full, and the bosses have taken the opportunity to raise prices, which can’t resist these aristocratic women’s efforts. One by one, they earn a lot of money and laugh from ear to ear, while the aristocratic women in black robes obviously can’t go out alone. Most of them drive their own wagons to bring drivers and servants. It is necessary to count less, and the number of candidates is several times higher. The second district is also lively.
And at the end of Quinlan Street, a guy with his right arm hanging is sneaking down and looking left and right.
This guy with his right arm hanging is naturally Norman. His intact left hand shrinks into his arms as if there is something hidden in his arms. A pair of eyes carefully observe the people coming and going. After finally seeing a man who looks like a student and teenager, he quickly stopped this guy with a few small steps.
The man looked at Norman warily and didn’t know what he wanted.
Before he could speak, Norman lowered his voice and said, "Friend, do you want magic?" As he spoke, he looked around as if he were afraid of being discovered by others.
The teenager doesn’t seem to be used to others consciously wanting to take a step back, but Norman’s phrase "magic" still fixed his pace, and with Norman’s mysterious appearance, his interest increased greatly, and he couldn’t help asking "What magic?"
Probably infected by Norman, and his voice involuntarily lowered.
Norman’s intact left hand finally took it out of his arms and saw that his hand was holding a piece of paper with red dotted lines in it.
"I see you are also a student who came to take the entrance examination of the missionary school, right?"
The boy nodded his head with a slight hesitation.
Norman continued, "Then this is just right for you, especially when the entrance examination is about to start."