In the corridor on the first floor of the city lord's mansion, Anne was pulling Emil to the room at the end.

Emil was still confused until they came to a very spacious space, which seemed to be the training place of the original city lord Christi.

The area against the wall is filled with all kinds of weapons, as well as targets used as training targets, straw men and the like.

He probably understood that Anne was probably going to give him special training, and the content of a witch's special training could only be magic, and he suddenly became excited.

Since swallowing the magic pill given by Anne, Emil has even skipped the step of talent testing. Now he can use magic as long as someone guides him.

"To tell you the truth, I actually didn't want to teach you magic at the beginning," Anne folded her arms and said frankly, "It's not that I'm stingy, and it has nothing to do with the so-called rules, because you are just an ordinary person, and you should have a peaceful life.

In life, once you learn magic, you will inevitably participate in those cruel struggles. I admire you very much and don't want to see you end up with a tragic end."

"That's it," Emil was slightly surprised, and then said very seriously, "but you didn't consider my own thoughts, did you? When I left my hometown to join the army, I was already mentally prepared to devote myself to it.

In the war against the demons, I hope that one day I will be able to make contributions and shine on my family. Although I did not expect that I would encounter such a big scene, but no matter what, I have already participated in this cruel war. As long as I can have a stronger

I don't care about the power or the ending. Rather, I can only get a good ending when I am strong."

"Indeed," Anne nodded lightly, "because of this, I changed my mind later. Since you have encountered many major crises, it is really unrealistic for you to continue to live an ordinary life, so, I have decided now

I will impart my magic to you."

"That's great."

Emil suddenly beamed with joy, then knelt down on one knee, ready to become a disciple, but was stopped by Anne.

"Oh, don't do this, I'm embarrassed."

"Well, isn't this the most basic etiquette for students to treat their teachers?" Emil scratched his head.

"No, no, no, let me state in advance that I am not your teacher, I will teach you magic only as a friend, and I have sensed that your magic level after swallowing the magic pill is obviously higher than mine, so the magic is released

His power will far exceed mine, and his attainments in magic will definitely be high in the future. How can I be embarrassed to be your teacher?"

"Oh... well, since you don't want to, I won't become a disciple, but I will keep this favor in mind." Emil had no choice but to agree, and he didn't want to force it.

"Well, but there is another reason why I chose to teach you magic. That is because I just discussed the next plan with Byron. He said that he would form a beheading team and sneak directly into the demon lair to kill the demon king, and I recommended you

.”

"……What?"

Emil was dumbfounded. He didn't understand the reason why Anne did this. Even if he swallowed the magic pill and could use magic, there was only a little more than a month left before they agreed to defeat the demons. His strength could increase to

At what point? What Anne did seemed to just push him into a pit of fire.

However, Anne had already expected that he would be confused, so she explained slowly.

"Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you in the days to come, and I will ensure that your strength will far exceed mine in a month."

Emil was still doubtful. He didn't look down on Anne, but he felt that it took several years for others to learn magic. How could he learn it in a month?

It would be impossible even for a genius, but seeing the serious look on Anne's face, he could only choose to believe it.

"Well, without further ado, let's start now." Emil urged.

After hearing that Anne recommended him to Byron, he suddenly became nervous and felt that time was very tight.

"Oh, don't worry," Annie comforted him, "No matter how talented the magician is, he has to take his time. You can't rush this kind of thing."

"But I only have one month."

"So what? With your current ability, one month is more than enough. If you are lucky enough to get formal magic education, you can even do it in ten days."

After Anne finished speaking, seeing Emil's still unbelievable expression, she understood that it would be impossible for him to believe it if she didn't prove it to him.

"Okay, then I'll show you my hand...oh no, I'll show you my hand."

Then, she took out a small piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Emil.

After the previous hard battle, she had not had time to inject magic into the piece of paper. At this time, there was only a magic circle drawn on the small piece of paper.

"First, place your hand on the magic circle."

So Emil held the small piece of paper between his hands.

"Very good, then imagine that there is a warm current surging in your body."

"Yeah." Emil closed his eyes and began to imagine.

"Then let the warm current of imagination flow to the magic circle in your hand, so that the infusion of magic power can be completed."

Emil did as he was told, but the strange thing was that a warm current did come out of his body, which seemed not to be imaginary.

He quickly opened his eyes and looked at the small piece of paper in his hand, only to find that it was emitting a rather strong blue light.

"Tsk, tsk, that's really good." Annie couldn't help but sigh.

"...Is this a success?"

"Haha, idiot, of course it worked, and it's even better than mine."

"Really?" Emil scratched his head. It was the first time that the teacher praised him, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Although Anne has always emphasized that she does not want to be Emil's teacher, the way she guides Emil does look like a magic teacher.

"Don't be too eager to be happy, this is not enough to prove your ability," Anne reminded him, and then took out a large pile of small pieces of paper, which seemed to have more than a hundred pieces. "Here, fill these with magic power."

.”

"Uh...okay."

Emil smiled bitterly. It seemed that Teacher Anne regarded him as a tool for injecting magic power into him.

…

An hour later, all the small pieces of paper were infused with magic power. Anne sensed it and found that the combined magic power of these small pieces of paper was about ten times that of her previous one. Even she was surprised.

"By the way, do you feel physically tired?"

"No, I don't feel anything," Emil shook his head, "It's just injecting magic power, and there is no exercise, so I shouldn't be tired."

Annie shook her head and explained.

"Contrary to what you think, releasing magic also consumes physical strength, but not much. But if it is used in actual combat, it is best to maintain sufficient physical strength, because you may release magic hundreds of times during the battle. If it is at a critical moment,

If you don’t have enough physical strength, you will die.”

"I see."

"Oh, what a pity." Anne sighed suddenly.

"What's the pity?"

"It's nothing, I just regret letting you swallow the magic pill. It would be great if I could use it myself. There would be no need to worry about the demons. I can defeat the demon king single-handedly."

"Ah..." Emil felt a little sorry.

"Haha, I'm just teasing you, I'm not that powerful," Annie immediately told the truth, "But it is indeed more powerful than me, a senior magician who has studied magic for many years, so you should be able to understand now.

It’s strong, right?”

"Well, a little bit."

"Huh? What do you mean a little bit?" Annie put her hands on her hips and continued to argue with him, "I know, you want to say that it will take at least a few years for those highly talented magicians to reach the level of fighting on the battlefield, but you can follow

They are different, that magic pill directly allows you to skip a level and achieve what they spent several years to achieve."

"That's it."

Emil was thoughtful. Hearing what Anne said, he had to believe in his current level of magic power.

"Then what magic will you teach me next? It should be the teleportation magic that you are best at, right?"

"No," Anne refused flatly, "That's too simple and not suitable for you now."

"What? Isn't that your strong point?"

"Haha, who said my strength is powerful magic? To tell you the truth, any magician can use teleportation magic, but most people don't bother to study it. Only mediocre qualifications, because I can't

He uses powerful high-level magic, so he has to master simple teleportation magic."

"Stop bluffing me... Okay, I understand, but you still don't want to teach me seriously."

"No, you really misunderstood me." Annie quickly defended.

In fact, Emil was just joking, but seeing the anxious look on her face, he couldn't help telling the truth.

However, he actually really wanted to learn Annie's teleportation magic. After witnessing the battles between magicians, he always felt that magic had no advantages or disadvantages, but all depended on the user's reasonable use.

"Even if that's the case, what's going on in that different space? I don't believe that a mediocre magician can create that kind of thing."

"That, actually, was given to me by my mentor. Of course I couldn't make it myself, but I didn't expect it at first. That different space combined with the most common teleportation magic would allow me to gain some fame."

"I see."

"Although I don't know high-level magic, I still learned a lot of basic wind-attribute magic. Don't worry, I will teach you all in the future. With the blessing of the magic pill, the power of your magic will definitely be unstoppable.

Lost to those high-level magics."

"Well," Emil nodded solemnly, and then got to the point, "What will you teach me today?"

"Nothing will be taught today." Annie blurted out.
To be continued...