C9 Cry Cry

Tianling and Ling Rou first walked around the first floor for a while. Tens of bookshelves were lined up with tens of thousands of books.

There were hundreds of desks here alone, and they were very large long tables.

"As expected of the library, there are so many books here."

Tianling praised.

Ling Rou couldn't bear to insult him, so he said: "It's alright." It was not even a tenth of his own library.

"It's more than just good. To casually take out a book here..."

Tianling randomly picked out a book, in the end... "Ladies' Room"! Ling Rou's face turned red instantly as he looked at Tianling with an unfriendly expression.

Tianling felt awkward.

"Ahahahah, an accident, just an accident."

Tianling laughed a few times, then put the book back on the shelf and picked another one. "…"

At this moment, Ling Rou's face was completely red, and it was spreading towards his neck at a visible speed.

Tianling didn't know what to say.

Tianling raised his head and looked at the bookshelf. There were four words written on it: "This …" We seem to be in the wrong place. Let's go up to the second floor. " Tianling's head was covered in cold sweat.

Is this really a library? Why are there so many things that are unsuitable for children? The two of them arrived at the staircase leading to the second floor. Beside it was a sign that read: First floor: Civilians, Lifestyle Second floor: Apprentices, History Third floor: Magic, Mage Fourth floor: Potions, Forging, Fifth floor: Magic Source, Alchemy Sixth floor: Mining, Appraisal, Seventh to Ninth floor: Magic Conducting Area "Uh …" We should have gone directly to the second floor. " Tianling said.

Why didn't I see this sign just now? Sigh... When the two of them reached the second floor, it was obvious that there were fewer people here than on the first floor.

According to the content of the sign, this place was meant for apprentices, so it was useless to Tianling.

What he cared about was still the Spellcaster's area from the seventh floor to the ninth floor.

However, he wasn't in a hurry. He had to take his time.

Tianling flipped through the history of the continent on the second floor. It was probably the history of the development of Tianyuan World.

The development of the Tianyuan World for the past ten thousand years had gone from the Stone Age to the Bronze Age, Iron Age, Industrial Age to the current Magic Age.

Every step he took was rough, and he had gone through many hardships.

The Age of Magic was divided into the Age of Elementary Magic, the Age of Middle Magic, the Age of Last Magic, the Age of Great Magic, the Age of Magic and the current Age of Great Magic.

The book also said that Tianyuan World was at the end of the era of great magic, and that it would soon enter a completely new era of magic.

However, no one knew how long it would take. It could be a few years, or it could even be several hundred years.

Tianling felt a little bored, so he casually flipped it open and followed Ling Rou up to the third floor.

Arriving at the third floor, it was deserted, even less crowded than the second floor.

Tianling looked at the division of the area.

Elementary Magic Zone, Intermediate Magic Zone, High Magic Zone … As expected, he should still come here directly.

Tianling was a Level 1 Mage, so he had a closer look at the Elementary Magic Book rack area.

" Flame Explosion Technique , Large Fireball Technique , Ice Congealing Technique …"

These were all beginner level spells. Tianling took out a book called "Wind Blade" and read it with interest on the table beside him.

If not for the Fire column and the Water column on the bookshelf, he would have almost forgotten that his magic attribute was the Wind element.

At that time, his innate mana was only at the first level, and he … However, the current First Prince of the Empire of Beiling was at the ninth level … According to his father's intelligence, although he was now a Magic Scholar in name, he was actually a Grand Magic Scholar! What was the concept of a Great Magic Scholar? "According to the division of magic power, the Elementary, Intermediate, and High Mages were the divisions for ordinary people.

In actuality, Great Magician, Magic Scholar, Great Magic Scholar, Magister, and the Great Magister were the ones ranked above the High Mage! Each title was divided into four realms! A twenty year old Great Magic Scholar, the number one genius in the world of Tianyuan … If it wasn't for this mysterious system, Tianling probably wouldn't even have a sliver of hope for revenge... Tianling shook his head as he continued flipping through the book in his hands... Tianling realized that he finally had no choice but to face his innate talent again... Innate magic not only represents the size of the magic upon awakening, but also represents an innate talent in magic! He knew that he was lacking in talent, but he didn't realize that it was just lacking in talent! He had already been reading for two whole hours, but he couldn't even understand the first page of Wind Blade. The countless number of incantations left him clueless as to what he was talking about! I... I... "Your mother wants to fight against my mother? Do you want to look in the mirror and see the level one innate magic? There has never been a person with such low talent who once again appeared in the Beiling Imperial Family. You don't even have the qualifications to be a servant! "

"The royal family's resources are so precious, how can we give such a good steamed bun to him? It was better to feed this steamed bun to a dog than to feed it to him.

"In the future, every meal will lose another steamed bun!"

"Heh heh, you actually dare to say that this is royal father's fault? If your mother hadn't done that while your father was drunk, how could you have ended up like this? It's your mother's fault! "

"Aiyaya, who told you to have such poor talent? If your talent is half of mine … No, as long as you have a tenth of me, your lives will not be as miserable as they are now. "

"Humph!" A piece of trash wants to use a magic pill? "Don't even think about it. Look at this dog's magic, it has two levels. I might as well give it to you instead!"

… …. My talent … Is it really that bad? Was talent really so important? Am I really unable to take revenge? Tianling's hands trembled non-stop as he held the Wind Blade, while cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

"Tianling... You, what's wrong with you? " Ling Rou noticed Tianling's abnormality and asked worriedly.

"I... I... "I don't understand …"

Tianling kept breaking out in cold sweat as he looked at the terrifying book.

"If you don't understand, then don't look …"

Ling Rou came to his side and wiped his cold sweat with a handkerchief.

"But this is the simplest spell in the Wind division!"

Tianling roared. Then, he grabbed his hair with both hands and said in a low voice, "I couldn't even read the first page in two hours..."

"Tianling …"

Ling Rou didn't know what to say. It was obvious that Tianling wasn't in his right mind.

"He's already a Grand Magister …"

"He's the number one genius in Tianyuan, then what am I? The number one trash in Tianyuan? "

"If this goes on, when will I get my revenge..."

It was not easy to get rid of painful memories once they came to mind. Furthermore, Tianling's memories could no longer be described as painful, but rather as dark... At this moment, Ling Rou also felt heartache when he saw Tianling's appearance.

Tianling was not his usual self at all. Tianling usually looked so confident that he could make himself laugh with a single sentence.

"Tianling is in such pain, unwillingness and resentment!" What had happened to him? What painful past did he have? " "Ling Rou was heartbroken!" "Tianling, you have to pull yourself together. You still have to take revenge. Even if you don't have talent, there must be other ways."

Ling Rou comforted her.

"Other ways? What can you do? Say it! Say it! "

Tianling exploded and grabbed Ling Rou's weak body with both of his hands, shaking it crazily.

"Tianling …"

Ling Rou felt his heart ache as he gently asked, "Aren't you Casting Grandmaster?" Ling Rou's beautiful eyes met Tianling's.

"Being Casting Grandmaster's Tianyuan at your age has never been seen once again."

"Are you stronger than him in this aspect?"

"You're so powerful, you can refine potions, and you even managed to concoct a Silver Potion. This is at least the level of an Intermediate Alchemist …"

At this moment, Ling Rou's beautiful big eyes seemed to know how to speak. He gently looked at Tianling and gradually suppressed Tianling's violent emotions.

"Although you relied on that ring to win against Xu Lin, but you fought level 3 and made him unable to fight back …"

"Not many people can achieve Tianyuan …"

"Actually, Tianling, you … "Very powerful."

"Right, Tianling? "You have to believe in yourself …"

"You will definitely be able to exact your revenge..."

"It will definitely work …"

"Really... "Can I?" Tianling said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Yes, definitely." Ling Rou nodded forcefully.

"I believe you."

"I'll always believe you." Tianling couldn't hold it in anymore. He hugged Ling Rou and buried his head in Ling Rou's chest as he cried.

Tianling hadn't cried since he was born.

Even in those extremely dark days, Tianling never cried. He clenched his teeth and endured it.

But today, he finally couldn't hold back his tears in front of Ling Rou.

Ever since his mother's death, he wanted to escape and survive by himself. At all times, he had to be on guard against others to see if they recognized him.

Once, he was really hungry, seeing that no one wanted the leftovers from the other people's meals, he rushed out and a dog tried to snatch food from Tianling, but Tianling was unable to do so! Tianling had persisted like this for the past few years. No one encouraged him or supported him.

He almost did not have the confidence to survive! What Tianling longed for the most was someone to encourage and support him from the bottom of his heart and to give him the confidence to survive.

And now Tianling finally heard the words he longed for: I believe you! Now he had finally heard it! So he cried.

Tianling cried very hard.

A man doesn't cry easily, it's just that he wasn't hurt! Tianling cried miserably. Luckily, there were only a few people on this floor, and it was noon. The sleepy ones were even fewer.

Furthermore, Tianling and the others were far away from where they were, so no one saw or heard this scene.

After an unknown period of time.

Tianling still had his head buried in Ling Rou's chest, but the crying had already disappeared.

Ling Rou held Tianling's head with his hands and patted his back gently.

Just now, he had fainted from crying in that manner, lying unconscious in Ling Rou's arms.

When Tianling woke up, it was filled with softness and elasticity.

Tianling slightly raised his head, looked at Ling Rou once, then continued to bury his head in Ling Rou's chest.

Tianling enjoyed this feeling very much, just like when his mother hugged him back then. It was warm and comforting.