"It's probably watching my past life."

Cheese turned his gaze to the other party. He didn't know the woman in front of him, even though she was wearing a gray robe. This was not surprising. Although the age of the gray robe was roughly the same, as the youngest gray robe, Cheese naturally had many classmates who were trained earlier than him and became an adult.

Adults in gray robe will not hold any ceremonies or celebrations among their classmates. They just walk out silently, some will come back, and some will not come back. Besides, changing their appearance is not difficult for a mage. The face you know may not correspond to the people you know. Under the familiar face, there may be strange enemies, and behind the strange pupils, there may be close friends.

Therefore, mages generally distinguish the appearance and the inner part very clearly. The skin is only temporary, and the things inside the skin are often easier to identify and trustworthy.

"I don't know that there is a poet among us."

The hair of the woman's gray robe was floating in the air, along with her robe. Cheese then noticed that she was not wearing shoes, and she stepped barefoot on the cold snow, not even just shoes, but half of her calf was not protected by clothes.

As she raised her hand to tidy up her hair, he was sure that the lady was not wearing anything with sleeves. Even though the part she covered with gray robe was wearing dozens of layers of thick sweaters, her limbs should have been frostbite and shedding under such a harsh environment.

But of course this did not happen. In fact, her skin was extremely shiny.

"I am not a poet, nor do I have any intention of studying poetry. The rhythms and grammar and the things hidden behind them confuses me. So what I just said is not a bit metaphorical."

Cheese could vaguely sense the magic power on the other party, which was very weak, but not without it. This secret magic wave told him that the fellow disciple in front of him was at least not anyone he had seen before, neither a silversmith nor a sleeper.

Who was she? Cheese was not in a hurry to seek an answer, because he might not know what the other party said. Many gray robes were once born in the tower, but they never gave themselves a loud name.

"Oh, you saw hallucinations. Loss of temperature?"

Although the female gray robe said this, it did not mean to check the physical condition of the cheese. Dethermic symptoms are fatal to ordinary people. Not for gray robe. Almost every gray robe can handle this problem by itself and does not need anyone to help.

"No, I have no health problems."

Cheese felt that the other party seemed to be less anxious than her, and she was still entangled in the initial issue and had no intention of advancing the conversation. But just as he was thinking this way, the interlocutor's next sentence almost made him jump out of the snow.

"It's not without any problem with magical hollows."

There are actually many people who can see the magic hollow. Almost all the gray robes have their own way of perception of magic. As long as they scanned the cheese, they will not ignore his rupture of magic that leaked magic continuously like a hole.

The problem is that the gray robe in front of him had not glanced at him, or in other words, when she glanced at him, Cheese didn't notice anything. This was almost impossible, because Cheese asked himself that his magic perception ability was infinitely close to his teacher's level, and it was hard for him to imagine who could do so invisible in front of him.

However, Cheese quickly calmed down, panic was meaningless, so it was even shortsighted when it showed hostility. Since it was seen, it was just admitted, "It neither hurts nor itchy. I think it is the kind of thing that is nothing to worry about."

The silver-haired man tilted his head, thought for a moment, then nodded, showing an unexpected smile, "That's right. Since the problem cannot be solved, it's not a problem. What are you calling you now? What should I call you?"

"Chiss. The research direction is outside the world."

Seeing that the other party was not hostile, Cheese naturally reported his name and research field. This was not a secret between the gray robes. Whoever studies what was not something that needed to be hidden for them.

"Changxia. The research direction is... itself."

The grey robed wizard, who claimed to be Chang Xia, changed back to the initial expression of invisible emotions. However, compared to this, Cheese cared more about the other party's research field, himself? He vaguely remembered this person because she was unique among all grey robes.

Soon, cheese found more relevant information in his mind. This research field is strictly subtle. It is related to almost all magic categories and is not that related to. The research purpose of this type of magic is only one, that is, to enhance the body, or to enhance the vitality in the body.

Some people may say that this is very similar to the spell casting concept of the Life School, but the Life School advocates that it studies the abstract concept of life itself, human life, animal life, and plant life are all within their research scope. As for its own magic, it is completely private. Except for the spellcaster, it cannot help anyone or directly harm anyone. It only focuses on one thing, that is, the body of the spellcaster.

Of course, this includes the strength, flexibility, coordination, and even appearance, organ strength and lifespan of the body, but these are just appearances. What magic itself pursues is the essential answer to individual life.

“To some extent, what we are studying is the exact opposite.”

Cheese is right. His research is extremely large and vast, and even the scope of the world cannot accommodate it. He is trying to peek at the boundaries of taboos outside the world. His magic is extremely inside and very subtle. He goes inward to explore the origin of his own life and finds the realm that is more appropriate and profound than the soul.

Both of these two have absolutely no similarity in terms of the research object and the research method. They are completely opposite and can never intersect.

"That's right. I've heard of you, and Anlina always talks about you at that time. Recently, others have also talked about you. I heard you went to that floating city?"

Changxia squatted down to make herself look fluent in Cheese’s eyes. Her squat movements had a strange sense of fluency, which could not be described, but only made people feel comfortable.

"You should be talking about the City of All Laws. When it left the ground, I was on it. Have you seen Anlina?"

While answering the question, Cheese immediately turned the topic to the side she was more interested in. If Changxia had a conversation with Anlina, what is her current position? This is crucial.

"Yes, I've seen it. Let me tell me about the city, where is it now?"

Changxia seems to be very interested in the City of All Laws. No, it should be said that any spellcaster will be curious about this City of Wizards. Regardless of the technical content, they have indeed achieved what can be called a wonder.
Chapter completed!