After washing, Angel changed into fresh clothes and left the tent. Toby, dressed in his cute costume, flew off to places unknown. Anyway, Toby is sure to come back at night, and Angel doesn’t care where he goes.
This week, his daily routine was, at two o’clock, head to his Mentor’s library, which became the place he would normally go to every day.
Earlier at breakfast, Angel was still thinking about the books he had read these days.
He knows he should not be greedy and bite off more than he can chew, but the books he’s reading are the basis of his foundation, starting with “A Hundred Questions that Apprentices Need to Know,” “Detailed Interpretation of Spells,” “The role of Spiritual Models,” and “The Foundation of Magic Source.” He has begun to build an overall outline of his image of a wizard from the bottom of his heart.
Sanders didn’t mention it to him, nor did Flora, but the wizard image he’s building now is based entirely on his understanding from reading the literature, breaking down definitions, setting the foundations, molding it into a skeletal frame, filling it in with flesh and blood. And finishing it by constructing a wizard’s self-consciousness.
This is the image of a wizard in his heart.
Although the “wizard” has no features, no robes, no organs, and everything is vague, Angel believes that as he sees more and reads more, his idea will become more and more vivid. Until the image ends up becoming a vision with the same visage as Angel. At that moment, he will become a true wizard.
Angel felt that perhaps this was the purpose of his cheap Mentor, to let him see for himself and think for himself.
A strategic position is not achieved overnight. Everyone has a different understanding of the truth. If you only follow the path of your predecessors, will you live for your predecessors or for yourself?
Angel now understands why Sanders wants him to forget Morrow’s definition of a wizard, a “Wizard” is not something anyone can define, everyone has a different understanding of a wizard. Angel is now relying on his own knowledge, and his own experience, to slowly complete his own image of a wizard.
As he takes his usual walk to his Mentor’s tent, Angel can still feel the gazes behind him staring with different emotions as he pa.s.ses the winners’ tents, either contempt, hatred, indifference, or haughtiness. Angel was a little uncomfortable with the p.r.i.c.kling gazes on his back at first, but he eventually got used to it.
A wizard who has been through a b.l.o.o.d.y trial does seem to have gained something. But they may also have received another kind of sadness and that is why they have all become so. Plane wide rumors suggest that wizards are bloodthirsty and cruel, and it may also have something to do with this type of growing experience. Even moderates, in the case of feeding wolves in b.l.o.o.d.y rings, are either torn to the bone and swallowed whole, or can only adapt. Is this why most wizards are so extreme?
While Angel is full of hope for his future world, he also hopes that he will not forget his original ideals and aspirations and not truly become this “rumored wizard.” If there is no bottom line in life, it may be a form of true freedom for many people. But experience in life tells us that indulgence is often nestled between thoughts, and restraint takes an extra effort.
When Angel was young, whether it is learning, practicing calligraphy, getting up early, or reading, he is often lazy, while Jon did not pay attention, he lazed about. As Jon taught him, it takes 21 days to form a habit. But it only takes one second to give up that habit.
To form a good habit is to refrain from indulgence.
Far away, Angel ignored these wolf-like eyes and came to his cheap Mentor’s tent.
As usual, Angel sat in the library, reading one book after another. Until he felt he had really become a wizard, his reading was incomprehensibly fast, just filling himself with the definition of a “wizard”.
Angel sits for a day.
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As the rays of sunset shone through the window, Angel stretched, patted the dust on his trousers, and reluctantly put away the books and prepared to return to his tent.
No sooner had he come out from the library that Sanders, who had disappeared for a few days, sat at his desk elegantly reading a quaint ma.n.u.script.
Now that Angel appeared, Sanders puts down the book in his hand so that he can take a look.
Angel respectfully greeted.
Sanders nods noncommittingly. Angel knows that his cheap Mentor doesn’t care much about etiquette. Flora often makes trouble in front of him, Sanders doesn’t care; but he knows that during his education, he isn’t allowed to be too relaxed. At least not until he is really familiar with his cheap Mentor.
“After reading so many books, did you gain any ideas?” Sanders did not ask Angel exactly what books he had read.
Angel tilted his head and pondered for a while before slowly saying an answer: “No idea, but a lot of emotion.”
“Like what?”
“After reading these books, I have only learned one truth, that it is difficult for me to be a wizard.”
Sanders did not comment on this answer and asked, “Do you know What is a Wizard now?”
Angel shook his head without hesitation. “I don’t know.”
Sanders smiled. “Then keep looking until you find the answer.”
…….
Another week pa.s.sed, the Cloud Whale was still flying over the sea.
As we all know, flying is many times faster than sailing. But it’s been two weeks since he boarded the Cloud Whale, and they haven’t flown to Big 6 yet. This made Angel a little surprised and felt a little lucky.
What is surprising is that the vastness of the sea is probably wider than the five oceans of the earth, which is only one body of water, and it can be seen that the vastness of this world is unimaginable.
Fortunately, he did not choose to stay on the Bohemia, otherwise it would take “years” to arrive at Big 6, even a few years of sailing would make his five-year appointment with Jon become almost impossible.
These days, Sanders had not left, every day after Angel reads, Sanders will ask the same question as before-what do you think? What is a Wizard?
And Angel’s answer has never changed.
Angel answered the same “I don’t know. ”
But today Sanders stopped asking him, “Then keep looking until you find the answer.” Instead, he smiled at Angel with satisfaction and said, “I don’t know what the best answer is. But I hope your wizard’s path will open as soon as possible.”
When Angel heard this, he was stunned, and Sanders continued to speak:
“I went through the books you read, and they were all very good. If you don’t aim too high, this is the right choice, to start from the foundations. ” After a little praise from Sanders, “After reading those books, have you gained any experience about being a wizard apprentice?”
Angel thought for a moment and replied, “The hallmark of becoming a wizard apprentice is to build a model with spiritual force to stabilize the source of magic.”
“Yes, do you know how to build a mental model?”
“Guidance can build a stable mental model for building mental force and thinking. Different guidance methods, for mental force models have differing degrees of stability, resulting in different rates of magic absorption. “