Chapter 39: Chapter 39

The Marquis of Medea twisted her body, and a marble throne carved with exquisite petals appeared behind her. He sat down casually and began to observe the changes in Aslan.

It was in full swing outside, but Aslan confined his sea of ​​consciousness, preventing any magic elements from pouring in. Instead, he used the surge of magic elements to exercise his mental strength.

The promotion of a magician is based entirely on mental power, followed by magic power.

Mental power is like a gun, and magic power is like a bullet.

As long as the gun is advanced enough and the bullets are less, it can still kill people.

The mental power limit of a junior magician is 20 points, and if you break through 20 points, you will be an intermediate magician. As for the magic value of each magician, it depends entirely on the talent.

Aslan is the kind of person with poor talent, only about two-thirds of ordinary magicians.

Magic elements impact mental power. This method of training mental power was discovered by a mage named Rhodes about 40 years later. After that, the strength of magicians in the entire continent began to develop in a blowout manner, and magic began to become The mainstream of the mainland.

Now that this cultivation method has not been spread, Aslan naturally wants to make good use of it and try to improve his strength.

When Aslan practiced tirelessly, the crowd watching were completely dumbfounded.

Holding the magic pocket watch, Olga said with a shocked expression, "Five minutes have passed."

Natale stared at Aslan intently, while the Marquis of Medea was more interested, and slowly closed her eyes, she wanted to see what Aslan was doing.

I saw Aslan's weak soul constantly using his weak mental power to stir up the restless magic elements around him. Once the magic elements moved, he immediately hid back in the depths of his soul, allowing his soul to suffer from the impact of the magic elements. It's just that Aslan had been prepared long ago, and arranged mental power around his soul to block the impact of magic elements.

It looked like it was having a good time.

The Marquis of Medea exited the state of meditation with a strange expression, and Natal yelled in confusion.

"teacher!"

"Hmph, you little juniors are a bit playful!" Marquis Medea said with a smile, and with a light wave of his hand, an invisible wave spread out, completely dispelling the surrounding magical elements.

Aslan also woke up suddenly. He was so immersed in his cultivation that he forgot that he was in the Medea Magic Tower.

Opening his eyes again, Aslan saw Medea, and seven strangers whom he had never seen before.

When Aslan rose up in the previous life, the Marquis of Medea was already on the verge of collapse, and his whole body had mental problems, so he naturally avoided it, so he didn't know much about the other disciples of the Marquis of Medea.

Because at that time, there was only one disciple beside the Marquis of Medea, Gennarido, who could not be reused, and the other disciples fell in the war one after another.

"Student Aslan has met the teacher and all the brothers and sisters." Aslan hurriedly saluted.

Olga nodded thankfully as a greeting.

Natal stared at Aslan with sharp eyes, which made Aslan's hair stand straight.

The other five also looked at Aslan curiously, but did not introduce themselves.

"Genarito called you here, do you know why?" the Marquis of Medea asked unhurriedly.

Aslan nodded quickly.

"Students have already guessed some."

The Marquis of Medea nodded in satisfaction, pointing to the red-haired girl next to her.

"She is your fifth senior sister Maru. She is responsible for the maintenance of the entire magic tower. You can ask her anything you don't understand. I still have something to do now. You all step back!"

Seeing such a weird atmosphere, Aslan could only nod his head, and followed his senior brothers downstairs.

On the fifth floor of the magic tower is the dormitory area for all the disciples. Everyone has a room, and there is a huge living room in the middle.

The living room was very clean, not in the sense of being clean, but completely clean. Except for the ceiling and floor, Aslan did not see any furniture or daily necessities.

Aslan counted, there are a total of nine rooms, which just fit the nine personal disciples of the Marquis of Medea.

"Aslan, you are the latest to enter, and you are also the youngest, so I will call you Xiaojiu from now on." Maliu finished speaking and pointed to the room in the corner, which will be Aslan's room from now on.

Can Aslan refuse? Of course not, what's more, to him, the name is just a code name, and it doesn't matter what it is called.

The only thing he worries about now is that he needs to live here for a long time.

"That Fifth Senior Sister, I still have territory to manage, can I stay here?" Aslan asked timidly.

When the others heard Aslan's words, they couldn't help being taken aback, and all cast strange glances at Aslan.

There are magicians who don't want to live in the magic tower, it's a freak.

"Xiao Jiu, you may not know how important the magic tower is to us magicians." Ma Liu subconsciously said.

Aslan said surprisingly: "My family also has two magic towers, so I know it very well, but I must be responsible for my subjects."

"Two magic towers!" Olga was instantly dumbfounded.

Natal frowned subconsciously.

Genarito looked at Aslan as if he was looking at a monster.

As for the other senior brothers, they looked at Aslan as if they were idiots.

"Okay, whatever you want, Gena Rido is also living outside, whoever said that his talent is too bad, living in the Magic Tower is also a waste." Seventh Senior Brother Qatar said mockingly.

Genarido immediately blushed and his eyes were bloodshot, but he clenched his fists tightly and said nothing.

Aslan had a premonition that if it wasn't for his inferior strength, Gennarido would definitely do it, and it would be the kind of direct killing. At this time, Aslan realized that the relationship between the Marquis of Medea and the disciples was not good enough. The intimacy of a family that loves each other in the novel is quite distinct, especially in the absence of the Marquis of Medea, which can only be described as tense.

"I heard that Xiaojiu is from the Sara family in Kyoto, so we should get close. I am from the Bagir family." The third senior sister Watini said with a smile on her face, obviously trying to win Aslan to their side.

It was the red-haired witch who stood aside at the beginning.

Compared with the poor people in Natal, the four headed by Vatini are direct descendants of old nobles or magic families, and they all have a natural sense of superiority towards common people.

This is a struggle of contradictory classes and cannot be changed at all.

Logically speaking, Aslan should be on Vatini's side, but after hearing about the Bajir family, his face instantly became gloomy, and he looked at Vatini with a trace of hatred.

The reason why he was expelled from the family was that the eldest lady from the Bagir family had done a lot of hard work, and sent people to assassinate him many times on the road. The assassination did not stop until he came to the Melo area.