Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Elliott, the mage, scrambled to his feet.

Looking disheveled, a trickle of blood stained his face, and his mage robe was smeared with a hefty lump of horse dung. Oblivious to his condition, he locked eyes with Garrett, took a deep sigh after a while, and said, "Garrett, thank you. But... I can't learn."

"Can't learn? Why?" Garrett was surprised. "Afraid you won't understand? I can simplify it for you!"

I'm the best at explaining things! When it comes to patients and their families, explaining medical conditions, surgical procedures, I've always made it understandable for them!

He took a step forward. Elliott immediately stepped back, his gaze reluctant yet regretful. "I can't learn. According to the mage's rules, any knowledge and service come at a price. And I can't afford the cost of this meditation technique."

"But you helped me so much before"

"What you've told me is already enough." Elliott softened his gaze, staring deeply into Garrett's eyes. Then, as if fearing a change of heart, he gritted his teeth and turned away. "I'll cast the copying spell for you. Understanding languages, if you need it, is also fine. But don't tell me anything moreI can't afford it."

Garrett stood there stunned.

Earlier, if Elliott hadn't spoken, Garrett would have understood. As a mage, there's always some pride, some arrogance, about certain things.

But after persuading and persuading, he still adhered firmly to the principle of fair exchange, refusing to waver...

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Feeling regretful, Garrett wanted to smash something. The more Elliott declined, the more Garrett felt inclined to shareafter all, it wasn't anything particularly special; in his previous life, even medical students could learn it. Caught in a dilemma, he suddenly had an idea:

"Um... the price I need isn't what you're thinking."

"What?"

"When I was learning this knowledge, I once made a vow." As Garrett began to speak, his words flowed more smoothly. After all, the existence of an oath is real, the process of making it is real. Maybe he had revised it numerous times during his oath-taking, but it wasn't the earliest original version:

"I swore to teach everything I learned without reservation to my teacher's children, my own children, and any disciples willing to take the same oath. So, as long as you're willing to swear"

Come on, agree already!

I won't teach you these things just because you helped me a lot before!

...No response.

Elliott lay engrossed on the latest sketch of the human body, as if captivated, as if his soul had been captured.

After patiently waiting for a minute, then another, Garrett finally gave up waiting and began to roll up his sleeves to copy the vocabulary list. After copying about half a page, Elliott suddenly jumped up like a startled rabbit and darted out.

Garrett: "..."

Hey! Hey! The body diagrams! Don't just leave them!

Elliott quickly returned. Gripping an ink bottle in his left hand and a large scroll in his right, he slapped it onto the table. Without a word, he snatched "Magic Linguistics" from Garrett's hand, placed one hand on the book, and murmured an incantation.

A glow shimmered, and the blank scroll instantly transformed into a stack of copies.

Copying spell, done!

Wow, that's impressive! Garrett's eyes brightened. He smiled and nodded at Elliottbut only caught a glimpse of his back. The young mage swiftly snatched the sketches from the table, once again dashing out. This time, he was faster, running while tightly clutching the papers, as if afraid of being seen.

Ah... I hope he remembers everything.

Back then, he studied systemic anatomy for a full 120 hours. Even though he condensed it and condensed it again, memorizing this stack of papers in one go was quite a challenge.

With a smile, Garrett got to work. Scissors in his left hand, paste in his right, he cut the copies made from the copying spell into strips and pasted them in order onto blank sheets. He worked tirelessly for an entire day. As he walked

out of the mage tower in the evening, there was a sudden loud noise above

Garrett reflexively looked up. From the fourth-floor window where Elliott had been hurled earlier in the morning, a young boy flew out, gesticulating wildly and swearing:

"Elliott! You're breaking the rules!"

Standing at the mage tower's entrance, Garrett tilted his head back, his mouth slowly gaping.

...No way, did this meditation spell work so quickly?

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