Half-elf Notebook

Since her goal was achieved, after chatting with Aishia for a while, Ina chose to leave after the waiter gave her the remaining money.

Aixia did not ask any questions related to magic in order to get answers from Ina.

But Ina could guess a thing or two.

One is that as an apprentice who has learned meditation and is learning spells through magic book copies.

Aixia must have known how to obtain magic power and construct magic and arrays.

It was considered an introduction to magic, and it also meant that Aixia was almost a formal magic apprentice.

Second, I just couldn't bring myself to ask her for advice...

But it's all insignificant.

The details of magical knowledge do not affect a magician's progress on the road of magic.

What she doesn't understand now, Aixia will eventually understand as she becomes a magician in the future.

Just like an instrument user who learns to play an instrument and performs on stage.

What she needs is practice and improvement of skills, not appreciation of music and study of the detailed history of music theory.

As for the choice between chanting short sections and chanting spells, that can't be explained in just one or two questions... Well... I'm busy recently, so even if Miss Ashiya is willing to spend some money to hire me, I can't agree...

Soon, Ina smiled bitterly, realizing the arrogance of her own thoughts.

Aixia was a rich lady who easily spent a hundred gold coins.

How difficult could it be to ask a senior magician who is more experienced than her to teach chanting techniques?

The other party did not mention it, probably because he was not at the right level and was unable to master the skills in this area.

"I was just being overly sentimental..." Ina shook her head secretly.

She stood up, took the silver coins from the waiter, said goodbye to him, and left the association.

Ina stretched her whole body. She had been sitting for more than forty minutes, which made her body quite stiff.

The sun was still shining brightly outside, but there were obviously fewer people on the streets.

This is no wonder, as workers come out to make a living.

She stayed in the association for about forty minutes.

Even though the time to go to work is different, the opening hours of shops, workshops and factories are basically the same.

Along with the number of workers, the number of food vendors also decreased.

They also knew that they couldn't sell much of their food to rich people who bought jewelry or respectable workers.

Leave the East District Second Commercial Street where the association is located.

Ina didn't choose to go anywhere else, but went straight home.

Recent setbacks made her feel inexplicably impatient, even though she had overcome her fear and some of her frustration.

She has an urgency to become stronger.

She had felt something similar before, but she couldn't remember it.

But it doesn't matter. In Ina's impression, desire for power is not a bad thing.

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South District, Seventh Street

Ina took out the copper key and inserted it into the door lock, turned it to the left, and pushed open the wooden door without any decoration.

The Harmony Plaza has tulips carved on the lower half and is filled with glass on the upper half, with a magic circle and double doors hollowed out.

This may not even be considered simple.

But the white-haired girl felt that there was nothing better than this.

"Ah! Miss Ina." Seeing the mistress of the house suddenly return, a woman dressed as a maid with freckles on her face looked surprised.

"Kaya, is Uncle Rick out?"

She asked subconsciously after taking a look at the hall where no one was except the maid, and the fireplace covered with gray charcoal ash.

The hall still had the residual heat from the burning fire in the fireplace.

Even though it was summer, the warmest time of the year, with plenty of sunshine and good lighting in the houses, it couldn't be this warm.

And Kaya, the woman in gray and black vulgar clothes.

She is one of the hired cleaning ladies in this street community.

The work is to go to the employer's residence to perform designated cleaning in accordance with requests posted in the community.

The salary for one time ranges from approximately ten to thirty gros.

Rick would ask them to help with cleaning from time to time.

According to Rick, he is not very good at cleaning and has never been good at it since he was alone.

When Ina first moved into this house, she volunteered to do all the cleaning in order to prove her worth.

The results were not very good, and Rick usually secretly hired someone to clean it up afterwards.

After confirming that Rick was not there, Ina withdrew her gaze and instructed the maid:

"Kaya, I plan to stay in my room, so the second room on the second floor doesn't need to be cleaned."

After saying this, she went up the stairs alone.

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Ina's room is located inside the building, facing the small courtyard.

Without the hustle and bustle of the streets, it seems particularly peaceful.

If it weren't for the good lighting and the pale white sunlight shining in through the locked glass bay windows, it would not be an exaggeration to describe the place as quiet.

Ina took off her baggy black short coat and hung it on the coat rack along with her wide-brimmed hat.

Then, he walked to the birch desk where some books were placed, reached out and opened the closed window.

Let the sunshine, cool breeze and the singing of birds in the distance fill the silent room.

A paper bag containing copied books was placed casually on the table.

Those are the knowledge she will learn in the near future, but unfortunately she is not qualified yet.

Although it would take forced practice, as a half-elf, I might be able to successfully construct and cast a fourth-level magic within a week or two.

But this is putting the cart before the horse.

Rick told her that improving strength is a gradual process.

She also adheres to this principle.

As for the book "Magic Scroll Making for Beginners"

She forgot to buy the materials...

I walked to the bed, sat down, and prepared to start today's meditation.

This time she continued to meditate until her trance ended.

"Just a little bit more..." Ina lay down on the bed tiredly.

Even some of her snow-white hair hung slightly messy on her face, but she was too lazy to brush it away.

This is already the third day, and also the fourth day that she has been recuperating and concentrating on training her magic power.

As early as the afternoon when she returned from hunting, she could vaguely touch the door called "Rank".

Ina is only a formal magician, but in reality, her magic power is far beyond that.

For others, "rank" is a heavy door and an insurmountable wall.

They are needed like a craftsman with a hammer and awl.

Over a long period of time, try to chisel and move bit by bit.

She doesn't need it.

To Ina, it seemed like just a thin film, a barrel that just needed to be filled with water.

But that’s exactly the problem.

For four days, she meditated almost to the limit of her mental capacity every day, but still failed to penetrate the thin membrane that seemed both real and unreal.

It feels like pouring water into a bucket that seems full of water but never overflows.

Ina didn't continue thinking about the problem and solution.

My eyelids became increasingly heavy and hard to support, my mind went blank and I felt dizzy.

With the breeze, birds singing, and the slightly noisy sounds coming from the other side of the street.

The white-haired girl on the bed fell asleep.