Chapter 8 Listen to me, I'm sorry
Circe forced herself to be alert, pulled out an old parchment manuscript on languages from the magic book, and threw it to Lorne opposite her.
"Today, let's talk about the rest of the Hermes text."
"I finished it a long time ago."
Lorne took the manuscript and threw it back into Circe's arms without even looking at it.
The Hermetic script, also known as the Hermetic script, is an ancient symbol system believed to have originated in ancient Greece. Hermes was the messenger god in Greek mythology who is said to have invented the symbol system and taught it to humans.
This language symbol was widely used in ancient Greece and Rome for recording, communication and mysterious rituals.
Generally speaking, they consist of a series of lines and geometric shapes, with each symbol representing a specific letter, word, or concept. These symbols are usually carved into stone, pottery, or paper, and can also be used as amulets or magical spells.
In addition, the shape and arrangement of Hermetic symbols have certain symbolic meanings and are believed to be able to convey hidden information and power. Therefore, this thing is often one of the introductory compulsory courses for learning magic and witchcraft.
Circe scratched her head, confusion evident in her pastel eyes.
"Hmm? I remember there were still a few pages left?"
"I taught myself. I don't know how long it will take for you to finish explaining it."
Luo En couldn't help but roll his eyes and snorted coldly with a dark face.
Since it is a compulsory introductory course, the difficulty is naturally not too great.
And even with such a book of dozens of pages, Circe took a full half month to talk and still had one-third left. Loen suspected that this woman was not an eagle, but a dove, who only knew how to make trouble and nag him every day.
While complaining in his heart, Loen's purple eyes looked towards the Eagle Witch opposite him, with a hint of contempt flowing through them.
"So fast? Then let me test you."
Circe opened the parchment manuscript doubtfully and drew five symbols of different styles on the stone slab with a branch.
Lorne glanced at them and answered them one by one without thinking.
"The triangle represents fire, energy and passion; the square represents earth, stability and solidity; the circle represents water, flow and change; the semicircle represents air, thought and communication. Fire, earth, water and air are also the four elements that constitute the foundation of the world in magic.
As for the last one, the spiral represents the soul, growth and evolution…
The above is a single usage, and these symbols can be combined to form a more complex matrix. Depending on the shape, size and arrangement of each symbol, the effect of the matrix will also change accordingly. This is the so-called magic circle. "
After he explained the meaning of the five Hermetic characters verbatim, he paused for a moment, thinking, and his eyes gradually became profound.
"Its essence is to use [elements] as the [foundation], [symbols] as the [medium], [soul] as the [master], define [rules] according to one's own [will], and reconstruct a miniature [world]!"
"Who told you this?"
"Guess..."
“……?!”
Circe's pink eyes gradually widened, and she looked at the traitor in front of her who spoke shockingly with a strange look, and then her expression was filled with a hint of bitterness.
"Do you know that it took me decades to figure this out?"
“It was just a fluke.”
There was not much emotion on Loen's face, and his tone remained calm.
Words and symbols are not only carriers of language communication, but also represent the creator's and a civilization's views and cognition of the world, which inevitably contain complete philosophical thinking.
This level of insight is not something to be proud of. It's just that when designing the game copy and structure, I examined the operating logic of more than one ancient language and understood the general commonalities among them.
If you understand one principle, you will understand all principles.
Seeing that her rebellious disciple performed so well, Circe, as a teacher, had to give up the idea of bluffing and pulled herself together to take another book from the pile.
"Since you have almost mastered Hermes, let's study Potions next."
"I've already covered it last year."
Luo En reminded him expressionlessly, looking dimly at his unreliable teacher.
Circe coughed awkwardly and quickly changed her target.
"What about this book Alchemy?"
"Three months ago."
"Summoning and Transfiguration?"
"Summoning is fine, but you said Transfiguration is not suitable for my physique. It seems to require a unique bloodline. This is a course that just ended last week..."
“…”
Under the increasingly subtle gazes of her students, Circe's face flushed unnaturally. Looking at the useless magic books on the ground, she couldn't help but groan in depression in her heart.
Why are you so diligent? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?
The magic books she had collected with great difficulty had been basically used up. What should she teach next?
A certain lazy teacher, trying hard to turn his legendary walnut-sized brain, would look at the too-outstanding student in front of him from time to time, his eyes becoming more and more resentful.
So, she hates going to class the most!
Finally, after racking her brains for half an hour, Circe weakly threw out today's learning tasks.
"How about a meditation class?"
Lorne put down the old textbook he was reading and nodded calmly.
For sixteen years, although he had lived on the island of Aiyu and led a peaceful life isolated from the world, the sword of Damocles hanging over his head always filled him with a sense of crisis.
Therefore, in order to improve his self-protection ability, Loen spared no effort in learning magic and witchcraft, and even prepared for the college entrance examination in his previous life.
Over the years, he almost emptied the witch's brain of all magical knowledge.
At present, compared with Circe, the only thing he lacks is magic power, experience, and skills.
Meditation, as a basic course for wizards, is the main way to stabilize the spirit and enhance magic power.
Instead of wasting time on this cuckoo's inefficient and crappy teaching, it would be better to spend more time meditating and accumulating more magic power.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go prepare something!"
Having received tacit approval, Circe jumped up from her seat and rushed out of the temple in a hurry.
Loen glanced at the back of the silly bird teacher who was almost fleeing, shook his head helplessly, reached out to pick up the Hermetic manuscript, and picked up a branch to trace the runes written by Circe on the stone slab.
Although his theoretical knowledge was perfect, it was still quite difficult to replicate the perfect charm of every Hermetic text.
The only way to make up for this is through long and boring practice.
After Loen had described it for about thirty times, Circe finally returned to the temple. With a "clang", she placed a large soup pot that was bubbling between the two of them, and then placed the two coarse pottery bowls she brought with her on the ground.
With a sticky churning sound, the two earthenware bowls were filled to the brim.
Lorne looked at the dark and green soup in the bowl in front of him, his eyes twitched involuntarily, with an expression of "are you kidding me" on his face.
(End of this chapter)
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