Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 40: The First Magic Book
There is no such special profession as the magic swordsman in this world.

A warrior is a warrior, and a magician is only a magician.

So for Noen and Eric, they can only choose one direction of growth in the future.

It's just that neither of them made a choice at the first time.

Lord could understand this.

To be honest, he was quite envious of these two people who had certain talents in magic and warriors.

Although he is not as good as himself in terms of magic, if he can really master a profession like a magic swordsman, it will really open his eyes.

"Lord, I have something to discuss with you." Noen came over during the break.

"Okay, do you want me to move?"

At this time, Celie was still sitting next to him, so Lord made this suggestion.

"No, this matter is actually related to Miss Celia."

Hearing that it was related to her, Celie also raised her head.

"Actually, I want to compile the magic you taught us into a book so that it can be passed down to future generations. I just wonder if you two would agree to this?"

Norn asked slowly, considering his tone.

He had been planning this since he first started learning magic, but he didn't implement it before getting the consent of the person involved.

If Lord and Celie didn't agree with him doing this, Norn would never implement this idea.

"A magic book?" Lord muttered to himself.

In this era, most magic was passed down through the master-disciple method. The concept of magic book seemed to have not yet appeared?
Lord was also a little uncertain.

However, Celia's next words denied his guess.

"Magic books? That's a good idea."

Celie must have seen or heard of something similar when she said this.

"You elves have it?"

"No." Celie shook her head. "Elves rely entirely on their elders to teach them magic. They never have magic books or anything like that. It's just that some races write down their magic books to facilitate trade and use them to exchange for things with other races."

This should be the prototype of the earliest magic book.

However, in this era, the various races seemed to have no systematic way of recording. They simply made books based on whichever magic had the highest value and could be exchanged for more things.

It's another form of barter.

"how do you feel?"

Lord worries about issues like copyright disputes.

Although this concept is a bit ahead of time, if the magic of the elves appears in the magic book created by Norn, it may cause conflicts.

After all, books have a much wider range of circulation.

"There shouldn't be any problem recording your magic, but the prerequisite is that you are willing to contribute it."

Apparently, Celie had the same concerns.

What she cared about most was that Lord would contribute all the magic he created.

Magic is the most precious thing in this era.

When various tribes asked the dwarves to forge weapons, they would give books recording magic as rewards.

In theory, giving magic books as rewards to those dwarves who are idiots in magic is a strange thing, and it may even cause misunderstandings among those straightforward dwarves.

But the end result was that the dwarves accepted the reward.

You can imagine how valuable magic books are.

"I have no objection to that. After all, magic is only meaningful if it is passed down. If it's just for my own satisfaction, then creating magic is meaningless." He initially created magic to survive in this world, but after meeting Celia, it became about making himself stronger.

And now, Lord has one more dream.

That is to pass on your magic.

His own idea is to spend his entire life teaching these magics to others, whether they are humans or elves, as long as they are not bad people, he will teach them the magic he created.

But now Norn's proposal gave him more options.

"Your idea is quite noble."

Celie chuckled softly, and it was hard to tell whether her tone was a compliment or sarcasm.

But for Lord, he just thought she was praising himself.

But Celie obviously didn't mean that, or rather, it was a mixture of sarcasm and emotion.

After all, to her, magic is a special existence, and she doesn't want everyone in the world to learn magic.

If Norn and Eric were not gifted, she would not even agree to Lord teaching them the magic of the elves.

But for Lord's sake, she wasn't going to say what she really thought.

"That's settled then." Lord patted Norn's shoulder. "If you have any questions, come to me. We can start by writing the most basic magic."

Norn and Eric have already mastered Lord's basic magic, and can use both illumination and ignition magic.

This made him feel a lot more relaxed.

Norn nodded solemnly: "I understand what you mean. Thank you, Mr. Lord. I thank you for your selfless dedication on behalf of all human beings!"

"Wait until you become a renowned human warrior on this continent before you express your gratitude. It's too far ahead for you and me to consider the future of humanity right now."

Lord answered casually.

The main thing is that Norn's words represent the entire human race in this world and they cannot deal with him.

"Yeah, I know." Noen nodded again.

Since leaving the village, this has been his only goal.

At this moment, Celie suddenly interrupted, "Don't forget to indicate the source of the magic." She looked at Lord, "At least let everyone who studies this book know who created the magic in it."

Celiaco didn't want to see people learning these magics without even knowing the identity of Lord, the creator.

Lord laughed in silence. He had indeed forgotten about this.

It is naturally the dream of all historical figures to have their names remembered by future generations.

And he is no exception.

Statues of brave saviors will be forgotten as time goes by.

But magic doesn't.

The only thing he had to worry about was that his magic would be eliminated because it was too backward, but that would be at least a thousand years later.

Unless he could survive forever, he would never see this happen.

Unless you can survive.

Lord was so lost in his own thoughts that he was actually a little lost for a moment, until Eric's sudden intrusion brought him back to his senses.

The other party came over at some point and shouted excitedly, "Noen, you're not trying to learn from me, are you? I want to learn too!"

"You?" Celia raised an eyebrow. "First, get familiar with the light arrows. Every attack is a master of outlines."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Eric blushed. "That was an accident."

(End of this chapter)