Celestial Mage

Chapter 13 The limit of imagination is the boundary of magic
The corner of the lobby of the Green Warbler Hotel.

Cyrus sat across from Lilith, and quietly handed over a money bag.

"According to the agreement, for the harvest of the paintings, you six and I four. The inside is 1 kroner and 8 kray, you order."

Lilith weighed the purse lightly and knew that Sellers was not lying. She was a little surprised: "Such a painting can be sold for 3 crowns?"

In one morning, she basically had nothing to do, just lying on the bed and posing casually, she could earn nearly 2 gold crowns, which is equivalent to the income of an ordinary small town family for several months.

There is such a good thing in the world.

This Rosen is really a cash cow, she has to watch it carefully.

Cyrus was also very happy, the wrinkles on his forehead were stretched out, and the haze in his eyes also dissipated a lot.

"The painting is sold in an antique shop nearby. The boss, Horace, told me that this painting sells for 3 crowns in the town, but it doesn't mean it can only be sold for so much. If it can be sold in a big city, it will cost at least 20 crowns. Crown."

"When you become famous in the future, and you are lucky enough to find a wealthy businessman who is willing to support you, it is possible for a piece of hundreds of crowns."

Lilith felt her heart beating violently, and she immediately realized that this benefit was too great, and it seemed difficult for her to keep it alone.

Once Rosen's affairs were leaked and reached Baron Morey's ears, that greedy Baron would definitely take it for himself.

Seeming to see through Lilith's thoughts, the corners of Cyrus' mouth twitched slightly.

"I told Horas that I drew this for the purpose of earning money to learn spells."

"So, painting is not my main business. I made an agreement with him that I would only be able to paint 15 paintings a month, and I would pay 5 kroner for each painting. And he agreed."

"Did you draw it?"

Lilith frowned, instinctively feeling that Cyrus seemed to have taken advantage of it, but for a moment she couldn't figure out how the other party took advantage.

Cyrus tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and the smile on his face grew wider.

"I know you will think that I have taken advantage of it, but you and I both know that we must not let outsiders know of Rosen's existence."

"Only I, a formal mage graduated from Golden Dawn Academy, can face the greed of the outside world, can't I?"

This is true.

Although Lilith and the Nightingale Club behind her are holding on to Cyrus and even have Baron Morey as a backstage, they are still a group of prostitutes who sell themselves to make money.

The social status of prostitutes is extremely low, so it's fine in normal times, but if something happens, the baron will sacrifice their interests without hesitation.

But Cyrus was different.

The Golden Empire treats mages kindly, and every official mage graduated from the academy has a high social status.

Cyrus was miserable, but this was because of his own character flaws, and he offended big shots when he was young.

This guy actually came from a noble family. Although he couldn't inherit the family business because he was the second son, even Baron Morey would call him Mr. Sellers when he saw him.

Therefore, it would be best for him to be the painter on the bright side.

But Lilith was still a little reconciled, because it would be difficult for her to kick this annoying mage out of the cooperation.

Cyrus said softly: "Miss Lilith, excessive greed will lead to disaster. My purpose is very simple. I just want to make more money so that I can learn more spells. I will not hinder you from doing anything."

'Hu~~'

Lilith let out a sigh of relief, and agreed with Cyrus' approach, but she is a strong person, and she is not willing to lose the initiative just like that.

She smiled lightly: "Mr. Mage, then your promise should be fulfilled. You know, Rosen has always wanted to learn more spells."

Cyrus laughed: "Of course, of course, I will continue to give a little bit of sweetness, so that the kid will always maintain his enthusiasm for spells."

With that said, he got up and walked towards the stairs: "I'm going to teach him a trick now."

Lilith followed immediately: "I will keep an eye on you."

"it's up to you."

Soon, the two came to the room.

As soon as he entered the door, Rosen walked up to him quickly and said happily, "Teacher, you are back."

His attitude was as respectful as ever, and no one could find anything wrong.

Cyrus nodded in satisfaction, walked to the side chair and sat down: "Rosen, I've been very busy recently, time is precious, let's make a long story short."

"Yes, teacher."

"Before in the Twilight Forest, I saw that you were very interested in the mage's hand, and I will teach you the mage's hand today."

Rosen was overjoyed, with an 'excited' expression on his face: "Thank you very much, tutor, I will definitely do my best to study."

Cyrus nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, you sit down too and listen to me carefully."

Rosen's lips trembled with excitement, and he carefully sat down on the chair beside him, but he didn't dare to fill it up. He only sat on half of his buttocks, as if he was ready to get up at any time.

This humble appearance made Lilith on the side roll her eyes secretly.

"The world is really unfair. How can such an ignorant fool have such an outstanding talent for painting?"

Cyrus was very satisfied, because this meant that he had a high status in the hearts of the young apprentices.

His expression became more and more gentle.

Raising his finger and touching his forehead, he said warmly: "In the field of magic, the most important ability is imagination. It can be said that the limit of imagination is the boundary of magic."

For this point, Rosen already has a deep understanding in the visualization, but of course he won't show it. On his face is the expression of "ignorant and dazed".

Cyrus didn't care whether he could understand or not, and continued: "The Mage's Hand, as the name suggests, is a hand condensed by mana, an invisible hand that only exists in imagination."

"Hmm~"

Rosen responded with a 'difference understanding' and stared down at his hands in a daze.

Cyrus raised his hand and patted the back of Rosen's hand lightly, with a kind smile like an elder on his face.

"It is actually very simple to master the hand of a mage.

"You just have to look at something around you, like this teapot, and imagine yourself reaching out, grabbing the handle, and lifting it up, and you can activate the mage's hand."

Following his words, the teapot floated up on the table, poured a glass of water into a teacup beside it, and then the teacup floated to Cyrus' mouth, and fed the tea into his mouth.

Rosen's eyes were wide open, his face was full of 'unbelievable'.

Afterwards, he stared at the teapot on the table and winked for a long time, but the teapot did not move at all.

After a few minutes, he gave up with a dejected look on his face: "Teacher, I did what you said, but it didn't work."

'Hahaha~'

Cyrus laughed heartily and patted Rosen on the head lightly.

"Don't worry, take your time. The reason why the teapot doesn't move is not because the method is wrong, but because your mana is too weak."

"Then how to make mana stronger?" Rosen asked knowingly.

Cyrus pointed to his head again, and smiled: "Have you forgotten the silent meditation I taught you? Meditate for half an hour every day, up to a month, and you will be able to move the teapot."

Rosen's heart moved when he heard it: "Half an hour every day? '

He immediately said: "Then if I meditate for two hours a day, will I be able to master it faster?"

Cyrus' face became serious all of a sudden: "Remember, if you don't want to become a lunatic, at most half an hour a day!"

"I remember, mentor!"

Rosen knew that although Cyrus didn't teach much this time, it was indeed the real thing.

"Son, learning spells is a long process, you have to be patient enough. This is the end of today's lesson. I will teach you more knowledge after you master the master's hand."

With that said, he got up and left the room.

As soon as Cyrus left, Lilith came over and comforted her softly: "Rosen, your mentor is right, don't worry, take your time, and one day, you will become a powerful mage."

"Well~ Thank you, Miss Lilith, I remember your words."

But in the depths of his heart, Rosen secretly sighed: "The attitude of this man and woman towards me has improved a lot. It seems that my paintings have sold for a high price."

He reciprocated, got up and walked to the corner to take out the painting tools: "Miss Lilith, I said that I will not delay painting. Come on, how about we draw another picture?"

Of course Lilith has no objection, but she is well versed in men's psychology.

Men are novelty-seeking animals, and they will soon lose interest in unchanging things, even beautiful women.

Therefore, women must often come up with some new tricks in order to always attract men's attention.

Coincidentally, this is Lilith's old profession.

"wait for me a while."

She turned and went into the cloakroom.

After more than a quarter of an hour, she came out, her body was only covered with a layer of tulle like mist, but her body posture was straight, her expression was awe-inspiring, her eyes were cold and stern, with a dignified and inviolable posture.

It is obviously a slut's clothes, but has a lady's demeanor. This contradictory expression appears on the same person, and suddenly bursts out with a strange sense of beauty.

Rosen secretly praised: "This bitch really knows how to play!"

He immediately picked the right angle and started painting.

In the blink of an eye, the oil painting was completed as scheduled. Lilith took the painting and left with satisfaction, leaving Rosen alone in the room.

After a sumptuous dinner, Rosen curled up by the fire as before, but unlike before, he did not meditate, nor did he study the hand of the mage.

While looking at the large mirror across the room, he turned his head to look at the hidden hole in the wall behind him, and then kept adjusting his position.

After ten minutes, he found a suitable place.

In this position, the light from Cyrus' room next door could just pass through the mirror and hit his eyes.

The light is very low and you can't see things at all, but it doesn't matter.

Rosen entered "Rosen's Adventure Log", adjusted the angle and zoomed in.

Gradually, he saw the desk in the next room, and his vision was so clear that he could even see the wood grain on the desk.

If Cyrus was looking at the spell notes at the desk, he should be able to peek into some of the contents of the book without the other party noticing.

Luo Sen is very satisfied with this effect: "In ancient times, there was Kuang Heng who chiseled the wall to borrow light, and now I, Luo Sen, took the opportunity to steal the teacher, hehe~~"

However, Cyrus is not in the room now, and Rosen doesn't need to peek. He concentrated his mind and studied the hand of the mage seriously.

(End of this chapter)