Chapter 4: Stupider than Skeleton (《》)

Acrys is a very talented person. As we all know, the strength of a magician is very related to his age. The older the magician, the stronger the strength, but Acrys, as a great magician, is only fifty years old this year.

In this world with an average life expectancy of up to 150 years old, fifty is just a young man. He can win the title of great magician at the age of fifty. Acrypto is well deserved to be the youngest great magician in history. All of this is inseparable from his amazing talent. Acrypto possessed level three magic power when he was born. As he grew older, his magic power increased to level four at the age of ten. It was also in the year when he was ten that he entered the Imperial Young Magic Academy. In the same year, he met the then dean of the Belkin Royal Magic Academy, the great magician Fili Gallery.

At the age of ten, he possessed level 4 magic power. He was shocked by the Fili Library at that time. Without saying a word, he dug him from the Youth Academy and took him as a personal disciple to teach him personally. Acryptics did not disappoint the teacher. He had amazing understanding that matched his own magic power. No matter what profound magic knowledge it was, he could draw inferences from one example in his hands. After systematic learning, Acryptics made great progress. At the age of forty, he was awarded the title of a level 9 magician. Many magicians could not reach this level for the rest of their lives, but Acryptics easily stepped over it.

Five years later, when Acrypto was forty-five years old, he successfully restored the long-lost fire-type forbidden spell, the city of Fire Burning, based on classics and legends, and made a significant contribution to the magic system. He was awarded the honorary title of Great Magician by the royal family. It was also in this year that his teacher Feili Tuku died and passed away with a smile. Following the teacher's instructions, he also became the dean of the Belkin Royal Magic Academy in the same year, and served as the commander-in-chief of the Royal Magicians.

However, most people with amazing talents have some quirks. Acryptics's quirks lies in his laziness. His laziness has reached the point where he is difficult to write. In his lifetime, Acryptics has never washed a piece of clothing or cleaned a room. In addition to fire magic, Acryptics also has high attainments in water and wind magic. The main reason is that he is lazy. In order not to walk, he practices wind magic and has since used wind-type floating technique instead of his feet. When he walks a little further, he uses floating magic. In order not to take a bath, he practices water magic and every time he takes a bath, he summons a water ball to smash it on himself.

In addition, he also invented many magics for lazy use, such as the water-wind-type mixed magic for washing clothes - the bubble water tornado. This water tornado with abundant wind elements is full of foam. After being cast, it throws the clothes in. After turning it for a while, drains the water elements, and the clothes are automatically thrown dry, saving even the drying.

There is also the wind-type magic that is specially used to clean the room - the Gate of Hell. Although the name is so terrifying, it is actually equivalent to a high-power vacuum cleaner. After being cast, even the walls can be scraped off. Even the dirty room will become clean. Of course, the furniture in the room will be clean.

Of course, these are things he did when he was young. As he grew older, Acryptos not only did not become diligent, but became lazy. Because he had a little wealth and social status, he was too lazy to even use magic now. He took bath, washed clothes and cleaned the room and left it to his wife and maids for his work. Of course, no one did it on his work, so he still had to use the flying.

As for the greatest achievement he achieved in his life - the restoration of the forbidden curse, the main reason was that he was lazy. His Majesty the Emperor gave him a task to preside over the demolition of an ancient bunker in the northwest border. The bunker was located in the border, remote, inconvenient supply, and had no strategic value. The empire was planning to abandon it, but he was afraid that thieves or spies from other countries would use it as a base, so he planned to demolish it. Somehow the matter fell on Acrypto.

The transportation is inconvenient and it is difficult to transport large equipment. If the manpower is alone, the project is huge. Acrylics is too lazy to trouble. After thinking hard for a few days, he recovered from the ban on fire and burned the bunker into a pile of rubble.

It can be said that the reason why Acrypto achieved such achievements today has a lot to do with his laziness.

It is such a lazy person who has to become diligent again for the sake of his happy life in the future.

"Table." Alex said word by word as he knocked on the table in front of him. As he said, he turned around and wrote the word "table" on the blackboard behind him.

Gris nodded, indicating that he remembered it.

"Okay, next one." Alex said, lifting the pen in his hand and saying, "Pen." After that, he wrote down a large pen on the blackboard again.

The strokes of the pen are a little more, Gris looked at them a few more before writing them down, and then nodded.

At this moment, there are more than a dozen big words on the blackboard, all of which are common nouns such as cups, chairs, sun, and moon.

"Remember all?" Alex looked at Gris and asked with some doubt. He no longer remembered the situation when he was a child when he was a child. He only remembered that when he first learned to read, the teacher taught him one by one. That's it. It seemed that it took him a long time to learn the first new word.

Gris nodded.

"Okay, you copy it first." Alex assigned homework.

After picking up the pen on the table, Gris stroked the crooked paper. The first time he took the pen, Gris, like many people who wrote for the first time, held the entire pen like a wooden stick.

When Alex saw this wrong way of holding a pen, he was too lazy to correct it. He taught many students and knew that only after correcting it after encountering a wrong way would be much better than when he explained it at the beginning. So he planned to teach him the correct way of holding a pen after Gris finished writing it.

Gris wrote very slowly with strokes. After a while, the first word was finished. Alex looked at it and was stunned. The words Gris wrote were very familiar to him, and every stroke was not as good as those who had just learned to write.

Frowning, Alex looked back at the words he wrote on the blackboard, and immediately understood why he felt that Gris's words made him familiar. It turned out that Gris copied the words he wrote on the blackboard. After careful comparison, except that the light and heavy imitation of the strokes were not done properly, Gris imitated the order and lines of the strokes exactly the same, just like a rubbing array.

This surprised Alex. He had never heard of such a strong imitation ability as skeletons.

After Gris finished writing it, Alex picked up the paper and carefully compared it with the words he wrote on the blackboard several times. Finally, he had to admit that Gris imitated it very much. If it weren't for the twists and turns, Alex almost thought that these words were written by him.

"Copy, copy." Alex murmured in a low voice, comforted himself, and said to Gris: "Did you write down all these words? Then write them down." After that, Alex wiped off the words on the blackboard. He didn't believe that Gris could write such words as his handwriting in the case of dictation.

Because I have written it once, Gris's dictation speed is obviously much faster than the one I just said, and he finished writing it in a short while.

Alex picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help but curse: "Yebada, are skeletons so perverted?" Even without copying the handwriting, Gris's words were almost exactly the same as his. Perhaps because he wrote it the second time, even the turning parts were more like several copies.

Although Alex is not a calligrapher, he has worked hard on his fonts. After all, he often needs to sign some important documents with his status like him, and his writing is too ugly and he can't take action. However, Gris, who didn't even know his words, imitated his words as if they were decent for the first time when he wrote, and he didn't need to work hard to practice. This ability immediately hit Alex.

"I'm actually stupider than a skeleton..." Alex murmured in a low voice.

The following teaching could not continue, Alex's mage robe motivated and supported him to float out of the laboratory quickly.

Half an hour later, when Alex came back, he was holding a roll of paper in his hand, with words all over the place.

Putting the paper on Gris's desktop, Alex said with a strange expression: "Just learn by following the words on it."

The Royal Academy of Belkin is one of the top colleges on the mainland. It has a strong faculty, so it is easy to find one or two good calligraphy writings. Alex, who was hit by Gris's rubbing array-like imitation ability, simply hide his weakness and directly asked the best director of calligraphy in the academy for some handwriting.

"This is pronounced "gold", this is pronounced "silver". Alex lay lazily on Gris's table, pointing to the beautiful font on the paper, and taught them one by one. After teaching them, he asked Gris to copy them again. He wanted to know if Gris could imitate such words that could be called calligraphy.

Perhaps Gris really has the ability to rub the magic circles, and wrote those words almost exactly the same, except for the lack of a smooth and unobstructed twist. Putting the two handwritings together, if there is no certain bottom of the book, there is no difference at all.

"Yebada, you will copy the magic scrolls in the future." Alex was both depressed and happy. What was depressed was that a skeleton wrote was better than him. What was delighted was that this ability to copy the magic scrolls could be used.

Magic scrolls are copied in magical texts. The graphics are complicated and complex, and the requirements for accuracy are very high. Often, if one stroke is wrong, the entire scroll is exhausted. If Gris is trained to be a scroll maker, with his ability, he will definitely draw better than many scroll makers.

But this is the same, wouldn’t he still have to teach him magical words and magic?! Alex slapped his head and had a headache. His lazy personality is really difficult for him to teach so many things from scratch.
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