"Two things."

"The first thing is, I couldn't find the answer to the question you asked last time. I asked my brothers and sisters about it, and they were also stumped, so I can't give you the answer."

After saying that, she stared at Rosen carefully.

Based on the last experience, Rosen had already learned well. His face was expressionless, his eyes were motionless, and his thoughts were empty.

"Oh~ forget it then." He replied calmly.

"Aren't you disappointed?"

"No, because I personally think this is just a mathematical game. It doesn't matter if you can't find the answer."

This is part of his true thoughts.

In his opinion, in order to solve this conjecture, there is a high probability that some talented people will create brand-new mathematical tools.

But if this mathematical tool cannot be applied to the real world, it is no different from a mathematical game.

"So, you really don't know the answer?"

Rosen shook his head: "Saint, if I know the answer, why do I have to ask you?"

Alfreya looked a little confused, but quickly calmed down.

"You are a rare master of mathematics. If you encounter any difficulties next time, don't ask me again, because I definitely don't know."

Rosen nodded respectfully: "Yes, Saint."

"The next thing is the second thing. Last night, did you release an enhanced secret method of borrowing fire?"

Rosen didn't think this matter could be hidden from the other party, so he nodded directly: "Yes."

A trace of seriousness appeared on Alfroya's face: "I tacitly allowed Vina to teach you, but I didn't let you use this technique to kill people!"

"Strictly speaking, the soul belongs to God, and your behavior has violated the third golden rule."

Rosen was slightly shocked: 'Saint, I don't understand.'

"The complete content of the Third Golden Rule is that extraordinary beings are not allowed to enter the Golden Land, and are not allowed to use any secret methods to charm, enslave, or harm mortal souls."

Rosen understood, but he was not panicked. Because the other party asked the math question first and then asked this, it showed that this question was not as important as a math question.

So, he directly asked the result: "Sage, are the consequences serious?"

Alfroya shook her head: "It's not a big deal, it just caused me to be severely scolded by my brother, and I promised not to teach you any secrets of the soul in the future."

Rosen's heart moved: "Who is your brother?"

"The Holy Spirit responsible for managing Winter City, the 38-star extraordinary Archmage Saint Gerdemann, is also the highest-status Golden Holy Spirit in the North."

Rosen understood immediately: "So, the person who was killed was a powerful weapon refining mage living in Winter City?"

Alfroya shook his head: "I haven't paid attention to the specifics, but it's probably like this."

"Anyway, it's my fault that I didn't tell you clearly about this, but there will be no next time, you know?!"

Rosen immediately nodded and promised: "Then from now on I will only defend, not attack."

Alfroya nodded with satisfaction: "That's it."

After saying that, Rosen thought he was about to be sent off, but unexpectedly, a light flashed on the table in front of him, and a piece of manuscript paper appeared. When he looked carefully, he saw that it was full of mathematical symbols.

"I encountered a small problem when studying flow numbers. It's not difficult, but it requires tedious calculations. Please help me calculate it."

Rosen was startled: "Saint, do you think too highly of me?"

Alfroya smiled: "The fact that you can decipher the logic runes that I spent three years creating in one day is enough to show that you are very good at calculations."

"Okay, let's do the math quickly. If you can't figure it out, you're not allowed to go back!"

"Saint, do you plan to put me under house arrest?"

"No, it's a deal. If you figure it out, I will reward you."

"But if you can't figure it out, just keep doing it for me. It's your punishment for using secret techniques to kill people, and it's also an explanation for my brother."

Rosen argued: "The reason why the secret technique works is because the weapon refiner's ass is dirty."

If he hadn't opened a hole in his soul, others would have no way to attack.

"I know, otherwise the punishment wouldn't be so light."

In this case, Rosen could only make a calculation.

He took the manuscript paper, looked at it carefully, and found that it was indeed not difficult, but it was indeed very tedious. Calculating with a pen would make someone vomit blood.

Naturally, the super computing power cannot be exposed. After thinking about it, Rosen decided to calculate on paper and slow down the speed to show off.

"Sage, give me a pen."

Before he finished speaking, the pen was already in his hand.

"Not one, but eight."

Eight pens appeared next to him, and a large amount of snow-white manuscript paper appeared.

Rosen used the mage's hand to control the pen and calculated in parallel.

Of course, the calculation steps are jumpy. When it comes to tedious and repetitive calculations, just meditate for five or six minutes and then give the results directly.

After about three hours, he finished the calculation and wrote fifty pages.

"Saint, it's done."

"Why don't you check it and make sure it's right?"

"It's definitely not wrong. Why don't you check it?"

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Alfreya had no words to refute, and could only accept the baseless assumption that 'the result is correct'.

Then, Rosen stretched out his hand to Alfroya: "Where is my reward, Saint?"

Alfroya fulfilled her promise and handed a copy of the manuscript to Rosen.

"I checked and found that your wife encountered some troubles while meditating. This knowledge may be able to help you."

Rosen took the manuscript and looked at the title. He saw it read "A Deep Exploration into the Nature of the Polarity of Magic Power". He was shocked and immediately stood up and bowed to express his thanks.

"Thank you for your advice, saint."

Alfroya smiled slightly: "You should learn what you have learned, and don't go around saying that I taught you, otherwise I will be scolded and you will not end well."

Rosen's heart moved: "For example, Archmage Fentian?"

"Yes, that guy is a rare bastard. Thanks to him, my 468th brother was punished by Father God himself and was severely injured. It took him fifty years of rest to recover."

Rosen was shocked when he heard this and immediately said: "Saint, I will be careful in my words and deeds and will never reveal anything about heaven to mortals!"

Alfroya nodded with satisfaction: "Your past actions have fully proven that you are a reputable mage. So I believe you."

"Now, go back."

As he finished speaking, Rosen's vision went dark, and when it lit up again, he had returned to the temple.

I sighed secretly in my heart: "Tsk, I actually violated the third golden rule. It's really scary."
Chapter completed!