Chapter 27: Spiritual Core and Initial Magic
The next day, at dinner time. (If you really don't want to watch the castle plot, please jump directly to Chapter 48)
Accompanied by soothing classical music, Avis explained his condition to the Duke.
At this time, Duke Carlotte was tasting a delicious piece of Anne's cake.
It was a meringue berry cream cake, made up of a thick layer of sweet white cream, neatly stacked, brightly colored, fragrant fresh berries, and a uniquely fragrant wyvern meringue.
The pastry chef perfectly combined the strengths of the three and baked this dessert that is both delicious in taste and appearance.
It is said that this dessert was specially created by the royal chief pastry chef in the early days of the Magic Empire to celebrate the birthday of the fourth princess Anne.
The little princess was very satisfied after tasting it. When she asked the name of the dessert, she heard that it was a new dessert without a name, so she named it after herself.
Carlotte really likes this cake with its crispy crust and soft and fluffy inside. It always reminds him of his first meeting with Elena.
She had the same feeling back then, acting elegantly and neatly, but also having a cuddly side, and her taste was sweet and sour.
"You said you were ready to formally advance?"
After tasting another piece of Anne's cake, the Duke put down his fork, wiped the corners of his mouth with his napkin, then raised his head, his blue eyes staring at Avis' smiling face with a slightly surprised expression.
Even in the family history of Olivendi, Anvis's breakthrough speed was considered extremely fast.
"Yes, father, I have completely reached the limit of my mental strength last night. Even if I don't actively advance, I will naturally advance at midnight tonight."
With an elegant smile, Anvis reached out, picked up a glass of Forest Dream from the drinks tray in the maid's hand, and took a sip.
The shape of this juice is similar to light green shimmering clouds, and it tastes fresh and sweet, just like drinking a sip of flowing mist, or like a soft and cool cloud.
"Hahaha—good! Very good!"
After receiving Anvis's answer, the Duke was in a good mood and couldn't help laughing. His laughter was full of the joy of a father hearing his child grow up.
Elena and Fiona also looked at Avis in surprise, but the difference was that Elena was amazed at her youngest son's talent, while Fiona was simply happy that her brother was going to advance.
"However, since you are preparing to advance, how much do you know about the specific process of advancing to a formal spellcaster, as well as the concept and selection of initial magic?"
After laughing, the Duke's face became serious and he turned the topic to the specific details of advancement.
Hearing this, Elena and Fiona also stopped what they were doing and looked up at the two of them.
These two issues are crucial. A well-prepared advancement and a rash advancement will lead to completely different final achievements of the spellcaster in the future.
Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Anvis raised the white napkin and gently wiped the corners of his mouth, making his expression look more relaxed and natural.
Afterwards, he sorted out the contents of his memory, stared at the Duke with his sky-blue eyes, and recounted the answer he had prepared in a clear and slow tone.
“It was mentioned in the book ‘Basic Magic Theory’ that becoming a formal spellcaster requires two conditions to be met.
1: Condense a spiritual power core.
2. Construct the initial spell model in the spiritual sea. "
"Once the mental power reaches a certain standard, the caster can control his own mental power to revolve around a point in the mental sea at a certain frequency, and continuously 'compress' it with his mind.
When compressed to a certain degree, the mental power core will naturally form.
The stronger the caster's mental power, the higher the chance of successfully condensing the core.
If the total amount of mental power reaches the upper limit of the mental sea, the caster will spontaneously condense a mental power core within 24 to 30 magic hours. This was also the initial way for ancient casters to advance.
But by the middle period of the ancient magic empire, this method of advancement had basically been abandoned by wizards.
The reason is that, when the total amount of spiritual power is the same, the quality of the core condensed naturally is generally inferior to the core condensed by compression method. "
At this point, Avis took a breath, picked up the crystal clear goblet, and took another sip of the cool cloud juice to moisten his dry throat.
"Just like a newborn baby opening its eyes and seeing the world for the first time, the moment the core is condensed, the caster truly opens his eyes and sees the real world for the first time.
At this time, the caster will briefly enter a special "overlimit" state.
In this state, the spell model constructed in the spiritual sea before advancement will change in some unknown and good direction. This is the principle of the formation of the initial spell.
As the caster's rank increases, the rank of the initial spell will also increase, and more unknown changes will occur at each rank.
Due to the limitation of talent, the mental strength of ordinary spellcasters before reaching the next level is only enough to construct the simplest spells.
The upper limit of the initial spells is two. Even if a genius can construct more than two spells before the first level, only the first two spells constructed will mutate.
According to statistics from the mainland Magic Council, due to their relatively simple spell structure and their impressive power after mutation, Magic Missile and Fireball are the two most recognized initial spells with the largest number of constructions.
After speaking a long paragraph in one breath, Anvis drank the remaining juice in the cup and put the empty cup back on the tray.
"I'm done, father."
Duke Carrot nodded with satisfaction, expressing his approval of Anvis's knowledge, and Elena also smiled with joy.
At the side, Fiona's clear blue eyes like a snow-capped mountain lake were a little stunned when she heard it.
She had also read "Basic Magic", which was full of densely packed small characters! There wasn't even a single illustration!
My brother actually memorized that thick, boring book! How impressive! "So, have you chosen the initial spell you want to construct?"
The Duke nodded with satisfaction, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes when he looked at Anvis.
"I have chosen, father. I am now preparing to ..."
"Oh - Avis, why can't you call me dad more intimately like you did when we were little? It won't be too late to use this formal name in a few years."
But just as he was about to state his choice, the Duke suddenly interrupted him with a somewhat dissatisfied tone, and the reason made Anvis laugh and cry.
"Dear Carlotta, why can't you wait until our child has finished speaking before you start talking? Go on, my lovely little Avis, Mommy is listening."
What he wanted to hear was suddenly interrupted. The beautiful Duchess narrowed her eyes and gave the Duke a "gentle" smile.
Then she turned her head again, and looked at Avis with encouragement and affection in her amethyst eyes.
The Duke shrank his neck, picked up the knife and fork as if nothing had happened, and cut the remaining meringue on the plate. He then swallowed the dessert that was frozen by Elena's glance and was hard from the inside out.
Gu——→Recommendation ticket
(End of this chapter)
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