Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The sea breeze blew, the dark clouds were blown away by the breeze, and the moonlight filled the cliffs.

He Shenyan stood in front of the cliff with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery below, and said calmly: "You are not good at studying, Ms. Francesca. You let the skills I entrusted to you be shamed.

Clothes restricting you?"

They were far away from the hall filled with corpses, and the elf's expression became much calmer, but she still blushed instantly when she heard these words.

Simple shame is often the most erroneous thing to say.

She stammered: "I-I was just careless."

"Yes, you were careless for a moment." He Shenyan nodded. "You were careless for a moment and put yourself in danger. You were careless for a moment and you were almost killed. You were careless for a moment and almost caused a group of people to lose you.

The crazy mage from the bottom line has acquired my memories."

He turned his head and showed Francesca no longer just a profile of his face, but a complete face with an extremely cold expression.

"Have you continued to meditate after leaving Andrea's course and my mage tower?"

"......No."

"In 1250, I handed over this skill to you. Ms. Francesca Findabe, it is now 1264, and your beauty has not been damaged at all by time, and has even become more beautiful.

But your magic power has not improved at all."

"Fourteen years..." He Shenyan stared at her, as if looking at a body with no appearance. "It really disappoints me."

The female elf's face turned from green to white. He Shenyan shook his head and stopped paying attention to her. Saving her was just a matter of convenience, just like taking some of the memories he needed from her brain.

After a while, she muttered and said: "It is true that I neglected to practice, but I just didn't meditate. I have practiced other spells."

"Of course, otherwise you wouldn't be invited by them to join the so-called core organization of the Warlock Brotherhood, right?"

He Shenyan had a mocking look on his face: "Although I can't ask everyone to stay away from secularity and politics like me, your enthusiasm for it really surprises me, Ms. Francesca. If you are interested in

Magic is half as passionate as you are about politics. Just now in that hall, you could kill them all by yourself."

"You don't understand, Mr. He..."

After a long silence, the elf sighed.

"I must make myself politically useful so that my compatriots will not be killed by humans bit by bit. My appeal is simple. I just want the elves to have a city again, a city with only elves.

Compared to our past identities, I think this request is not too much."

"Stop it."

He Shenyan raised his hand: "I'm not interested in hearing you suffer misfortune - I don't care either. In fact, I'm not here specifically to save you, so you can put down the thought of committing yourself to each other in your heart.

"

"...You read my mind again?"

"No, I just saw it from your right hand that was always ready to pull down your clothes - I'm not interested in you. In fact, my elf allergy hasn't healed yet... To be honest

Yes, Francesca."

First he didn't call her ma'am.

"You have absolutely no idea what the knowledge I taught you can enable you to do. Compared with it, your so-called political demands are just a pile of shit."

He Shenyan said bluntly and in vulgar words: "You really have water in your brain, and the water has not been drained out yet. Do you think I am disappointed with you for not continuing to meditate? No, I am disappointed with your vision.

Disappointed. You could have gone further, but instead you turned yourself into a mortal who conforms to the world."

"Why waste your talent?"

He shook his head, opened a portal and left. Francesca was left standing there alone, holding her skirt, doubting life.

At first, she doubted whether her beauty was still attractive to men, otherwise why would he not be tempted at all? However, He Shenyan's last words echoed repeatedly in the elf's mind.

Yes, why waste your talent?

She lowered her head and bit her lower lip. Suddenly she realized how wrong she had been in trying her best to climb up the ranks of the Warlock Brotherhood for fourteen years and attend the kings' palace banquets. Just like He Shenyan said -

-She is indeed wasting her talent.

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He Shenyan did not choose to return to the hotel directly. What was happening in Novigrad could not escape his eyes. There was a war going on there, and judging from the direction, ordinary people were about to win.

Tomorrow morning, the congressmen, the mayor and the king will be surprised to see a piece of intelligence presented by intelligence officers on their desks. The congressmen will be afraid, the mayor will be panicked, and report it to the king. And the king, he will

Feeling scared while being angry.

Thinking of this, he smiled. The mage was floating on a mountain peak, far away from human habitation. The howling of wolves came from the forest at his feet. The moon was bright tonight, and the wolves were expressing their emotions.

Wolves always howl at night, which is how they communicate with each other. And at night when the moon appears, they will also howl louder. After all, this is a world where werewolves exist.

He Shenyan sat down cross-legged, turned his right hand over, and the blue gem appeared in his palm again.

how long will it take?

He looked at it closely and carefully turned it over. Stormy waves immediately appeared inside the gem, as if it contained an entire ocean. In fact, if you want to call it an ocean, that's right.

Just add an adjective in front of it.

It is a sea of ​​time. It is bound by the magic power of the mage, allowing his spiritual tentacles to roam in it, looking for an exact time, a time that allows him to achieve his goals.

"1240 BC."

He recited the coordinates silently, his gaze penetrated the sea of ​​time and echoed inside the gem. Half of the blue gem had turned black, and this change made him sigh. The speed was too fast. Once the gem completely turned black, he was afraid that

I had to give it up.

Otherwise, the rioting sea of ​​time inside will break through the barrier shaped into gems. At that time, a large number of people or creatures who suddenly return to their ancestors will appear in the world. Then he will not be able to escape the blame.

Just imagine, mammoths suddenly appear in the city, humans degenerate into what they were when they first arrived on the mainland, giant trees suddenly appear on the ground, and the air is once again filled with poisonous spores...

Tsk, if this is true, then this place should probably notify the empire to come.

Although it didn't take long to condense the second gem, he had to start calculating again... Thinking of this, the mage let out an irritated breath.

"Hell, I wish I had the Time Stone," he muttered. "Strange, you lucky bastard."