"Huh...huh..."

There is a knife-like pain in the body, which is caused by circuit overload.

There were big beads of sweat on Ai Luo's forehead. He looked at the blue light screen in front of him and showed a satisfied smile.

"It finally succeeded, my biggest help!"

Using consciousness to control the light screen, I am naturally very confident in what I have painstakingly studied.

The biggest function of this system is to analyze unknown knowledge through stored knowledge and help Ai Luo learn and master it.

As long as he has enough knowledge, even the most profound magic can be thoroughly analyzed in just a few seconds in front of him.

Each analysis requires energy points, which can be redeemed through magic power. With Ai Luo's current total magic power, 100 energy points can be redeemed every day.

"Analysis, Solvizia's material magic."

[Explanation begins... Estimated time 10675]

"Wang Defa?"

The moment he saw this number, Ai Luo's little face instantly solidified. Even if the human race is destroyed, it may not be possible to analyze the emotions!

Your own magic can change the characteristics and properties of matter, such as making the ground soft, water flow hard, or... turning stones into gold!

But this needs to abide by a law, equivalent exchange!

Soon, he remembered an important thing. He didn't seem to have introduced knowledge reserves into the system. Now he relied purely on calculation analysis.

Immediately importing all the knowledge in his mind into the system, the numbers on the light screen finally changed.

[Analysis of material magic... Estimated time 10342]

Looking at the similar numbers, Ai Luo's mouth twitched a few times, he sighed and turned off the system, pulled up the quilt and prepared to sleep.

Still... let’s study hard first!

…

Five months later, El-Melloi classroom.

"In the world of magic, birth determines the upper limit of each person, because magic cannot be completed by one generation. Parents will pass on the fruits of their lifetime training to their children, so the more generations of magic families pass on, the more authoritative they are!

"

"Why do I start from here on today's class? It's because I accidentally discovered a paper."

"Classmate Weber Velvet, your paper titled The Road to Magic in the New Era is provoking public opinion in the magic world!"

"I'll be honest. This paper is just a delusion. Excellent bloodline has already determined the upper limit of a magician."

Kenneth picked up the paper on the podium and slapped it on the blackboard so that the students in the entire classroom could clearly see it.

In front of the desk, the delicate boy seemed to have been hit hard. Listening to the laughter of the classmates around him, he secretly clenched his fists.

"Speaking of which, I have to mention another classmate, Eero Solvezia. The magic guidance technique he proposed was unanimously recognized by the teachers."

At this time, Kenneth changed his tone and looked towards the person sitting by the window in the back row of the classroom.

A guy that no one dares to look down upon, he has come up with several emerging theories about magic after only five months of enrollment, including an analysis of the magic formula.

Ai Luo felt nothing about this and kept looking at the birds leaning together on the branches outside the window.

For him, these were just incidental aspects of analyzing material magic. At the suggestion of his teacher, Ai Luo published them all.

Weber also turned to look behind him, with longing in his eyes.

He just wanted an opportunity to prove his talents, but Kenneth always denied his efforts.

Soon, Kenneth's class ended as the sun set.

Weber was walking in the corridor, clenching his fists and thinking about something seriously.

Bang!!!

"it hurts!"

The oncoming staff member collided head-on with Weber.

Sealed boxes were scattered everywhere, and the staff quickly rearranged them.

"Spiritual Science...Sora Nazelle Sophialy, isn't this Teacher Kenneth's fiancée?"

Looking at the boxes scattered in front of him, Weber thought thoughtfully.

"Young man, are you a student of Spiritualism? This is a package from Macedonia." Seeing that Weber kept his head down and remained silent, the staff asked.

"Yes, leave it to me!"

Weber quickly responded, holding the box in his arms and leaving quickly.

Only the bewildered staff members were left on the spot, still working without realizing it.

At the same time, Ai Luo was walking back to the dormitory building with a guy who looked pale and seemed to faint at every turn.

"Melvin, don't you think today's mashed potatoes are a little salty? I even bit into salt crystals..."

Ai Luo complained in pain, his face full of helplessness towards the chef.

Although his hands were not as trembling as those of the cafeteria aunt in his previous life, the heavy salt and heavy taste really left him speechless.

"Really? I think the vegetable salad is a bit unpalatable. If the clock tower hadn't accepted the acquisition, I would have asked mommy to buy the logistics department directly~"

Melvin spread his hands and said that every time he ate the vegetable salad in the cafeteria and drank the blood tonic, he would feel a rusty smell.

For a person who has to drink blood tonics within five sentences, this kind of torture is almost driving him crazy.

"It's hard to agree with anyone, but the guy who hit you today was scolded by Kenneth. I wonder how you feel?"

Ai Luo glanced at his friend who was a head taller than him and found that the other person probably didn't have the urge to vomit blood, so he continued chatting.

"Feelings! It's not something that makes me feel happy anyway, so I don't pay much attention to it~" Melvin said after coughing twice.

In this regard, Ai Luo was also very speechless. This guy was a pleasant monster who didn't always appear next to him.

All in all, as long as it makes this guy feel happy, he will be satisfied as much as possible.

However, through this period of contact, Ai Luo discovered that he was not just doing it for pleasure, but rather for observing human emotions itself.

"Hey! Melvin, wait a minute!"

At this time, a familiar voice came from behind.

The two of them turned around and saw a panting Weber running towards here with excitement on his face.

After seeing Ai Luo, Weber was stunned for a moment, but the joy in his heart made him not care and directly pulled Melvin's shoulder.

"Melvin, didn't you say that as long as it makes you feel happy, you will help?"

Weber said in an excited tone, his mind completely occupied by his grand plan.

As long as...as long as this Holy Grail War can be won, even Kenneth will not be able to look down upon himself so much!

"That's true. If such a thing really happens, I can get money from my mommy right away."

Melvin scratched his face with his index finger and said, although he was punched by the other party when he was showing off his costume before, friendship came so suddenly.

"Lend me a sum of money to go to Japan. When I come back, I will do a big thing to overthrow the clock tower to show you!"

Hearing this, Iroh suddenly remembered, could this be the prequel to the beginning of the Fuyuki Holy Grail War?

If we talk about the understanding of magic, contemporary magicians are far behind those of the Age of Gods, and the Holy Grail War has a chance of summoning heroic spirits from the Age of Gods.

Thinking of this, Ai Luo immediately said: "Classmate Weber, I can provide you with all the help, but there is one condition, that is, you must take me with you!"

"Go together? What is your purpose?" Weber instantly became alert. If Aiello needs the Holy Grail, then the two of them will only become enemies.

Have you ever seen someone seek help from an enemy?
Chapter completed!