College (1)

Bixi checked Inger's spell memory and said nothing.

She looked as if it was normal for her to memorize a whole thick spell book word for word in a few days.

【Maybe she is just that kind of person.】

In fact, Bixi is a very responsible teacher, but her personality is quite strange.

Her eyes are bright and her smile is wide, but no one can tell what's going on in her mind.

"You must first learn healing-related magic."

Inger nodded: "Yes."

He basically learned this for this purpose, but of course, other magic is also possible.

Bixi held her cheek and looked at the child, "Then I will teach you the spell I cast that day."

Inger was speechless: "How can I possibly make an 8th level spell?"

Judging from the complexity of the Earth Magic Spell she saw that day, plus the knowledge she had learned in the past few days, her Earth Magic Spell had obviously reached the eighth level.

"It's written in the introduction to the principles of magic that the higher the level of the wizard, the greater the ability to control magic, the greater the amount of magic stored and mobilized, and the more abstract and complex the spells they can use."

"But in reality, the level is not directly proportional to magic power, control ability, vocabulary usage, etc., because the level is determined by humans after all."

Inger was confused: "What does this mean?"

Bixi continued, "Well, it's not that all abilities increase when the level is raised, but the magic power, control ability, etc. determine the wizard's level."

Inger came to his senses and said, "That is to say, if a person's innate magic power and the power to attract the earth magic are large enough, a person may directly become an 8th-level wizard."

【Isn’t it a gradual upgrade process?】

Bixi did not deny his statement: "Although it is a bit extreme, it can be said that way, and there are examples of this."

Inger said, "Is it okay for me to try?"

"If anything happens to you, I might be hunted down by your entire family. I still value my life very much." Bi Xi said jokingly.

Inger felt relieved and prepared to try writing the spell with his fingers.

Bixi placed a wand she often used for practice in his hand and said, "Use this."

Inger held the light but finely textured wand with smooth and clear carvings on it, and suddenly felt the fantasy of this world.

But perhaps this is the reality that this world has become accustomed to. Only he himself came from another world and felt novel and uncomfortable.

"Just in case, write each word in several parts. Don't use them for now. Remember all the words."

She had only used that spell once, in front of him, and it flashed by. It wasn't recorded in the spell book, but he remembered it.

"kindness."

When Inger was about to raise his staff, he suddenly remembered something and said to Bixi, "Can you tell me the principle of this spell? Or the meaning of each word?"

Bixi frowned, thought for a moment, and said distressedly: "I don't know how to describe this. You can only understand it if you try it yourself..."

[There are two possibilities for not being able to describe something. One is that you don’t know its meaning but only know its function, just like pressing a button but not knowing how the switch circuit works. The other is that you can’t describe it because the words are too abstract or simple to express, or there is no similar word in your own native language system.]

[It is most likely the former.]

"Then let me give it a try?" Inger said after careful consideration.

Bixi looked at him with curiosity, wondering how he would try.

Of course, Inger would not do it to himself, so he asked someone to bring in a small garden of plants. Small potted plants with broad leaves.

The leaves are heart-shaped, thick and plump, full of water, and the stems are also strong, and you can tell at a glance that they can withstand abuse.

Inger asked someone to bring another small bottle of chemicals.

Jason was shocked at the request.

Because in this era, in the eyes of these non-scientific researchers, chemical agents were still equivalent to poisons.

"Don't worry, I'm just doing an experiment. Only the plants will be hurt. By the way, remember to bring your isolation gloves. Be careful."

Jason followed the order hesitantly.

After getting it, he used a dropper to drop a drop of unknown corrosive chemical on the two leaves.

One piece was picked and placed in a glass dish on the table, and the other piece was still growing on the plant.

“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.”

The brown-red liquid quickly corroded the leaves and turned into gray water.

He quickly wrote the first long word with his wand.

Wrote it twice and tapped lightly on two leaves.

Then the brown-red liquid on the leaves and in the containers, as well as a few drops that accidentally fell into the potted soil, suddenly floated up.

【This is to extract toxins. 】

To be more precise, it should be the factor of withdrawing from the object of destruction. It was almost the same as he guessed.

He felt the remaining magic power in his magic furnace and found it was sufficient, so he tried the next word.

Bixi watched with interest and said nothing, but the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Under the spell, the damaged parts of the leaves slowly grew back, but only the parts connected to the main body of the plant were repairing, and the leaves that had been plucked did not work, only repairing a little and then stopped.

【It is not about repairing, but about stimulating and improving the body's self-healing ability. 】

For example, if a person has a broken arm or leg, the broken limb cannot be repaired to become a human being, but a person can repair a broken limb. This is theoretically possible.

But the leaf repair process was extremely slow, and at the same time, he could feel the magic power in his body continuing to drain away.

If healing a leaf is possible, how about regenerating a severed limb?

The human self-healing ability is limited. It takes a long time to heal a small wound. It is probably impossible to regenerate a broken limb, even if the self-healing ability is improved and stimulated. This only speeds up the self-healing process, but does not improve the self-repair and self-healing ability.

He tried the last word.

There were no changes in the leaves.

He guessed the term was something like pain relief.

So he scratched his arm with his fingernails and gently pressed the spell on it.

The pain is relieved and the white marks disappear, but the pain does not disappear. This should be closer to [relieve] rather than [eliminate pain].

Relieve is a more abstract and general word than the latter. It can mean reducing injuries, reducing pain, reducing stress, etc.

So he broke the spell apart and tried it again.

He guessed that the reason he was successful was that the target was plants, so the amount of magic used was smaller and the operability was reduced if it was split apart.

If such a spell is used to save people, it will require greater magic power and precise control.

【And toxins will definitely leave some residue. 】

The human body is complex and it is difficult to extract toxins directly, so residues are inevitable. Repairing the body is not something that can be done overnight, and his body has taken a long time to maintain.

Level 8 wizards are rare, and their magic is not efficient and omnipotent.

Medical biology did not develop faster because of magic, which was one of the main reasons for the countless casualties in the subsequent war.

Seeing that he was having fun, Bixi didn't interrupt him for a while, and finally asked, "What did you find?"

Inger explained to her what he had discovered.

Bixi smiled brightly: "I see, your guess makes sense."

Inger thought her attitude was strange: "Your Excellency the Bishop already knew it, but he deliberately let me study it myself."

Bixi crossed her legs and pretended to be confused: "I don't understand what you mean. I really don't know how to describe it to you. As I said, you will understand it once you try it. You are a smart child."

Even though she was praising herself, Inger still didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"You have too little magic power. It's not enough to heal people. The magic furnace in your body should have appeared and circulated inside and outside twice a day."

She pointed at the wand again and said, "This is for you. Try all the magic you can. Use your magic power until it is almost exhausted every day, but keep some. I have many practice wands. If one becomes useless, ask me for another one."

Inger looked at the wand in his hand. He had a hunch that it must be expensive. It was like a disposable consumable and it hurt to use it.

Later, I remembered that the owner of this body was very rich, so I didn't care about it anymore.

[…Is it so easy to scrap? ]

"Next, you will try other low-level magic in front of me, and I will correct you."

Inger tried dozens of spells in succession, and when his magic power was almost exhausted, Bixi asked him to stop.

“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle”

"Click"

With a "bang", the wand in his hand exploded from the tip.

Inger was caught off guard and almost threw himself out.

Bixi touched the "popcorn" wand and said with an amused smile: "It's faster than I thought. This is a common problem for beginners. It's caused by too much magic output and insufficient control."

Inger thought about it carefully and said, "Is it because I used more magic power than was originally needed?"

Bixi nodded to confirm his answer: "People who kill a chicken for the first time will unconsciously use more force and then embed the knife into the cutting board."

[…What kind of a metaphor is this?]

But it's still appropriate.

"This is also a waste of magic power. It takes time to restore magic power, and how to use limited magic power efficiently is also a skill you need to master."

Inger nodded.

Bixi is a good teacher who is very good at giving instructions. Some of the problems she just pointed out gave him a lot of inspiration.

While he was recovering his magic power, he asked, "Teacher, can I ask you a few questions about magic theory?"

Bi Xi looked at him deeply, and after a moment said, "...well, ask it yourself."

"I read in the book on the principles of magic that the spells are in a foreign language bestowed by the goddess, so why don't we let linguists analyze this writing system?"

At present, Inger has only memorized the spell, and his understanding of this language is definitely not as deep as Bixi's.

Bixi was stunned for a moment, then touched her chin thoughtfully. "I asked my teacher the same question when I was a child. At that time, the teacher asked me to find the answer myself. Now I can answer you: this language is different from any language system we know on the mainland. One letter represents one or more meanings, and there is no fixed grammar. It can only be used according to the original appearance of the spell. Therefore, although magicians and linguists have tried hard, no one can analyze the complete language system."

【Not letters, but characters. 】

Inger now understood completely that this was a kind of pictographic writing, although it seemed to have evolved into an extremely complex form.

However, almost all countries on the mainland use phonetic alphabets and language systems, so it is naturally extremely difficult to decipher.

However, the Chinese characters he used were also ideographic.

Does this have something to do with him being sent to this world?

However, this is a question that Bixi cannot answer.

He put the question aside and continued, "So can spells be created?"

Bixi looked at him in amazement and amusement: "You always ask the same questions as I did when I was a kid?"

Was this a euphemism for calling him childish? Inger looked at her helplessly.

Bixi answered him seriously: "It is impossible for a human to create a divine language, and any language and writing evolved by any known civilization on the continent cannot become a curse."

[Unless, it comes from another world. ]

Inger added in his heart that since he had tried Chinese, English and Tibetan, it actually worked.

"Well, I have another question."

"Go ahead, you're such a curious kid."

"Is there a word like 'translation' in the magic spell?"

He had memorized all the existing spells in the spell book and couldn't find it, but he still wanted to ask.

Bixi held her chin in her hand. "Indeed, the Complete Book of Spells does not contain all the spells. But, as far as I know, there is none."

She is the future successor of the Goddess Church. What she possesses is the spell passed down by the ancient Church. If she says no, then basically there is no spell.

Inger asked some more detailed questions and respectfully sent Archbishop Bisi away.

…………

〔translation.〕

After making sure the man was gone, he cast another type of spell on top of the spell, and the results showed up.

[“Floating”]

The divine language and magic spell that he originally didn't recognize turned into Chinese that he knew.

Inger couldn't help laughing.

This scene was seen by Bixi, who had already walked to the far end of the corridor.

As her wand flew back to the back of her hand and the magic circle under her feet was retracted, the smile on her face became calmer and deeper.

She tilted her head to look at the glass window. Against the gloomy sky, her own eerie smile was reflected in the glass mirror.

"Oh, that won't do."

Realizing her true face was exposed, Bixi wiped her face, her smile returned to that of a peaceful and gentle teacher, and she strode out.