Chapter 3: The Road of Magic

  The idiot young master of the Luo Lin family drove away a learned teacher, and this has almost become the most famous joke in the Imperial Capital over the past few days.

  Many boring people are discussing this matter with a mentality of gloating over others' misfortunes. Who let the Rolin family's Count Raymond be so glorious now? Seeing such a big shot being unlucky is indeed in line with the dark psychology of some boring people.

  Moreover, Earl Raymond also made a mistake. His initial generous reward for finding someone to make his children speak had become a fresh topic, a small piece of news. And because of that matter, the idiot young master of the Rowling family suddenly became famous! Became the focus of people's discussion.

  Even in the imperial capital, in the past two years, many families would habitually say when giving birth: "Oh, boy or girl doesn't matter, as long as it's healthy... just don't be like the unlucky Luo Lin family and give birth to a little idiot."

  On this day, Master Duwei once again welcomed his father. The person who came with the earl this time made Duwei extremely dislike him. Because this man was wearing a gray long gown, a gray pointed hat, he also had withered fingers, and turbid eyes.

  This guy was emitting a faintly uncomfortable, musty smell all over his body. Moreover, the eerie aura surrounding him made Du Wei let out a loud sneeze.

  "Kuraku-sama, this is my son." The Vice-President of the Imperial General Staff, the Empire's military second-in-command, and Earl spoke kindly to the man beside him: "Please take a look, does he have even the slightest bit of promise on the sacred path of magic?"

  It seems that Earl-sama has no choice but to ask for help from the famous Clark-sensei in the Imperial Capital to teach his son.

  If "magician" can also be considered a profession, then this profession is undoubtedly one of the most respected industries. Although, in this so-called "respect", there is more fear.

  In any place, magicians are symbols of noble status, they can sit on an equal footing with any nobility and receive the thickest treatment. A powerful magician can play a role in war comparable to that of a small army! And all magicians are objects of intense recruitment by leaders of any country! Not only because magicians possess superhuman abilities, but also because these people will not pose a threat to the leader's power!

  A magician spends most of his life studying magic or meditating to accumulate magical power. Almost all magicians have no worldly desires, they are not greedy for wealth... because a qualified alchemist can use magic to turn stubborn stones into gems or gold! Precious gems are just some magical auxiliary tools in their eyes.

  But the magicians have no desire for power, their lives are all about pursuing the secrets of magic, and worldly desires for power are not in their eyes. This is even more pleasing to those who hold power!

  It can be said that in the entire Roland world, magicians are the noblest profession, they are vigorously recruited by all powerful figures and can enjoy the best treatment!

  But... Earl-sama does not want his son to become a magician! Not even if there is any other choice!

  Because almost all magicians are feared... monsters! They are inhumane, introverted, eccentric and dislike interacting with people, preferring to shut themselves away and indulge in magical research. No noble maiden would fall in love with a monster who spends his days holed up in a study. No noble banquet would invite an icy magician to ruin the atmosphere. No emperor would grant a magician a title or appoint them as an imperial minister!

  But Duwei, after all, is his own son! Is the heir of the Luo Lin family! He needs to fall in love and get married in the future, needs to have children, needs to continue the family line, needs to attend various social events in the noble circle...

  But who would have thought that his own son was a "fool" who couldn't even master martial arts or literature? It seems that becoming a magician is his last resort to achieve something!

  If a great magician could emerge from the illustrious Rowling family in history... Although it's somewhat incongruous, it's still passable!

  With hopeful eyes, the Earl saw off Clarke's master leading his own son into a prepared enclosed small room.

  "Alright, young one." After walking into the room, Master Clark immediately took out a small bottle, poured out some golden powder on his fingertips, and quickly drew a large circle in the room. Then he turned around to face Du Wei: "I've cast a silencing spell. Now, our conversation here can't be heard by anyone outside."

  Then, this magician with a cold and stern face walked up to Du Wei, looking at the little guy in front of him: "Now, tell me, kid, what is magic in your heart?"

  What is magic?

  This question made Du Wei hesitate for a moment. From his inner genuine thoughts, he was actually quite interested in the "magic" of this world. After all, he also knew many beautiful legends about magic. But what exactly is magic... In Du Wei's impression, when so-called magicians use magic, they generally loudly chant things like "Wind God, please listen to my summons..." and such phrases.

  Then it's just flying sand and walking stones, wailing ghosts and howling gods and that sort of thing.

  Looking at the child in front of him who didn't speak, he thought that this question was too profound for a young kid like him. Clark smiled and then said in a low and slow tone: "Magic is the omnipotent divine spirit's gift to humanity to unlock the secrets of the divine revelation! It is the way for humans to pursue the ultimate power in this world! It is to understand oneself, understand the world, and unlock the source of the greatest gift given by the divine spirit to humanity!"

  The gray-robed Clark's voice carried a hint of holiness. Unfortunately, this remark didn't impress Du Wei at all. Because in his ears, these seemingly lofty words sounded somewhat pretentious.

  The young Du Wei's face didn't show any expression, and the child's silence also made the proud magician mistakenly think it was fear of himself. He was very satisfied with the reaction of the earl's successor. Then, the magician took out a fist-sized crystal ball from his wide gray robes.

  "Magical power is one of the standards for measuring whether a person has magical talent... although not the only standard, it's the most important link. Now, let me test your magical talent..."

  Du Wei finally spoke up, raising the doubts in his mind: "Spiritual power? Magical power? But isn't it only magicians who possess magical power?"

  "Who told you such a ridiculous rumor?" Clark's eyes widened in anger. "Good heavens, are there still people in the Earl of Roland's household who don't even have this basic knowledge?"

  The magician was enraged by this common misconception: "Spiritual power is a term used by ordinary people, but for magicians, spiritual power is magic! Magicians can use meditation to constantly strengthen and increase their spiritual power, and then use their extraordinary spiritual power to perceive the world, perceive the mysteries of nature, and perceive the various forces in the natural world. Only those with strong spiritual power can achieve this! Continuously accumulating spiritual power allows magicians to more clearly perceive the magical elements of the world... And what is called magic is simply using certain techniques to allow magicians to command their own spiritual power or borrow a bit of power from the natural world for their use - that's magic."

  Du Wei sighed: "I understand... spiritual power is magic. And what's called magic, is actually a lever. The magician uses this lever to borrow the power of nature."

  Clarke's murky eyes revealed a hint of surprise: "Unbelievable, oh, five-year-old kid... Oh, you're so clever, yet others call you an idiot?"

  For this question, Du Wei didn't say a word and just silently stared at the magician. The proud Clarke magician wouldn't waste time on such a small issue, he was only slightly surprised for a moment before ignoring it.

  "This world, this natural world contains too many magical elements, every point, every drop is a source of power. Rainwater lightning, blizzards and gales, even the alternation of day and night, stars, the blooming and withering of flowers and trees... all these are sources of power in nature. And an excellent magician can fully sense the subtle and clear movements in the world. What you just said 'lever' is a very interesting metaphor. Simply put, when your lever is stronger, you can mobilize more powerful natural forces. If the lever is too weak, the natural forces that can be mobilized are also limited."

  Du Wei sighed: "So that's how it is. I thought a magician's power came from their own 'magic'."

  "Clark frowned again: "I have to wonder, who told you such nonsense? My previous words were common sense that even the lowest-level magic apprentice would know! 'Power comes from one's own magical power'? Good heavens... I must correct you, remember this firmly: human strength is limited, even for the strongest person, it is limited! Magicians can do things that ordinary people cannot, such as a powerful magician waving his hand to flatten a small mountain or summoning a storm... but that is not the magician's own power. It is through magic, borrowing the natural power of the world! And this world was created by God for us, so from the root, when magicians use magic, they are borrowing the power of the divine spirit! Remember, humans were created by the divine spirit and will never have the power of the divine spirit! That's a taboo! A magician's power comes from nature, from the divine spirit that created this 'nature'!"

  He lowered his voice, furrowed his brow and said: "I'm really surprised that the Luo Lin family would have a child like you who is so wrong about common sense. If when you grow up, you still say things outside like a magician's power comes from within... I don't dare guarantee that you won't be burned to death on the stake in front of the temple! Because your words are fundamentally doubting the gods!"

  Du Wei closed his mouth, his eyes returned to their usual wooden state, and he lowered his small head, perfectly hiding his expression.