half a month later
In the open space near the dragon's nest.
Silvia held Gwendolyn's hand and stood there.
In front of him were wooden dummies.
Unlike half a month ago, Gwendolyn's clothes were no longer tattered.
Instead, she was wearing a very beautiful light red princess dress. On her head was a crown that belonged to a princess, showing her status.
"Little Doreen, your magic talent is very strong, much stronger than your mother's. According to my tests on you these past few days, I found that you are very talented in fire magic, lightning magic, and wind magic.”
"It is very likely that you will become a three-elemental mage.”
Sylvia was telling her daughter Gwendolyn about talent.
Gwendolyn listened obediently and nodded.
"Tri-elemental magus? What was a three-elemental mage? Mommy."
Gwendolyn asked curiously.
"Hmm, let's put it this way. In the early stages, every mage will basically try every elemental magic. In the end, they will find the elemental magic that they are most familiar with and focus on it.”
"Generally speaking, with the talent and energy of an ordinary mage, they can only focus on one elemental magic at most, while my mother is a dual-elemental mage.”
"Being proficient in wind and lightning magic, I can train in two elemental magic at the same time, while you can train in three.”
Sylvia explained patiently.
This knowledge was all taught to him by his former magic teacher.
He did not expect that he would be teaching it to his daughter. He really felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
There were a total of eight types of elemental magic on this road. Fire, Earth, Wood, Wind, Water, Lightning, and the special Light and Dark Elements.
There were also some special spells that were not counted as elemental magic.
For example, Abyssal Magic.
"Oh, Mom, does that mean I can only learn magic from these three elements?”
Gwendolyn placed her little finger by her mouth and asked again.
"No, you can actually learn other low-level elemental spells, like the Water Ball Spell and the Earth Ball Spell.”
"Any mage can do it, but if you want to improve further, it will be very difficult to do it. In fact, you might not even be able to do it at all.”
Sylvia had to explain this to her daughter.
This was to prevent his daughter from wasting her energy on elemental magic that she did not have the talent for.
"Okay, I understand, Mom. Can you teach me magic now?”
Gwendolyn blinked her eyes adorably.
These days, what her mother had been doing was either communicating with the elemental particles in the world or telling her about the knowledge of mages.
Until now, she had not really tested magic.
"Don't worry, Little Doreen. If you haven't mastered the knowledge of magic, just learning magic is useless.”
Sylvia reminded him softly.
That was what his teacher had said about him back then.
When she was explaining magic knowledge to him, she also looked impatient.
He felt that he had said so much, but it did not help magic at all.
It was only in the future that she realized…that it was indeed not of much use.
But no matter what, she had experienced such a thing. How could her daughter not experience it?
This could be considered as a little bad taste from his mother.
"What's so good about becoming a Magician? Little Doreen, you might as well learn to be a swordsman from me.”
At this moment.
Yiniwen walked to the empty space where the two of them were practicing magic.
A sharp sword hung from her waist.
"Aunt Enewin! Why are you here? Hey, didn't I see that you were armed with two curved daggers?”
When Gwendolyn saw that it was Eneven,
She quickly crawled in front of her aunt and hugged her intimately.
"Good girl, Little Doreen."
Yiniwen patted Gwendolyn's head.
He even touched the pair of dragon horns on purpose.
The feeling of the dragon horn was really good ~
Other than that incident, she had never had the chance to touch the dragon horns on the Emperor's head.
"Big Sister Yiniwen, why are you here?”
Sylvia asked.
"Oh, it's like this. His Majesty said that Little Doreen has some talent in close combat and asked me to see if I could teach Little Doreen. I was thinking of teaching Little Doreen some sword techniques.”
Even though Eniven usually used a scimitar, she was actually a swordsman.
Inherited from the South Sect.
On this continent, there were four well-known sword styles, namely the South Style, the Light Screen Style, the Snow North Style, and the Shepherd God Style.
Basically, swordsmen grew up learning from these four sects.
This was because there were no restrictions on the four great sects. Even if one's own strength surpassed the founder of the sect, one could still make changes to the foundation of the sword technique and grow from it.
It could be said to be a growing sword style, so it naturally received the recognition of most swordsmen.
Even some of the Empire's Sword Gods used one of the four major sword styles.
Yiniwen's sword technique was the South-Flowing Sword Technique, and her blade technique was the Dark Moon Blade Technique that had been passed down from the Dark Moon Tribe.
"Yay! Swordsmanship! I want to learn!"
Gwendolyn's blue eyes sparkled.
Children were born with a lot of energy, strong learning ability, and curiosity.
They had no idea how difficult it was to learn swordsmanship and magic at the same time.
Otherwise, the humans on the continent would have learned it together long ago.
They were not stupid.
"Little Doreen, do you want to learn magic or swordsmanship first?”
Sylvia asked angrily as she crossed her arms when she saw that Sister Ynwin was here to snatch Little Doreen away from her.
If she had behaved like this in front of her teacher when she was young, she would have been fine even though she was a princess.
As the princess's magic teacher, he did not care about Princess Sylvia's identity at all. He would not hesitate to teach her a lesson, saying that she was half-hearted and was destined not to become a talent.
However, if it was her own daughter, Sylvia couldn't bear to say that.
After all, strictly speaking, Gwendolyn was less than a month old.
"Yes ~"
Gwendolyn imitated her mother, Sylvia, and crossed her arms over her chest, thinking hard.
"Of course, we should learn swordsmanship first, don't you think so, Little Doreen?”
As she spoke, she squatted down and whispered into Gwendolyn's ear.
"Little Doreen ~"
Sylvia said faintly.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Eneven. I'd better learn magic from my mother first.”
Gwendolyn suddenly felt that her mother's gaze was terrifying.
It was better to obediently learn magic from his mother first.
" That's more like it! Little Doreen, that's what I call a good daughter!"
The dark clouds on Sylvia's face suddenly cleared up, and she revealed a kind and warm smile.
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threw up
Not long after he got off work, he was called back by his boss to edit the document in person. He said that it was urgent tomorrow and could only make up one chapter today. He still owed two chapters.
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