Perceive Magic

Library.

Scorching sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows, casting dappled light and shadows on the bookshelves.

A petite and adorable silver-haired girl lay on a hammock, swinging her small feet as she flipped through a book, while a black-haired youth sat cross-legged on the floor beside her, engrossed in a book resting on his lap.

Golden light shone on the two of them, filling the air with a tranquil atmosphere.

Buzz! Suddenly, a deep chime echoed from outside the window, long and heavy.

The chime rang three times in a row, finally awakening Xian from his immersion in the book.

He lifted his gaze from the pages and looked somewhat blankly at the girl on the hammock beside him.

"Your Highness, that's the Castle Clock Tower bell, it means it's noon," Ilith explained softly.

"Before I knew it, an entire morning has passed!"

Xian glanced at the dozen or so books scattered on the floor. He stood up, tapped his sore and numb thighs, and then stretched vigorously.

"So hungry..." Xian finally felt his stomach empty, as if he could devour a pig.

Knock knock.

At that moment, the Oak Door of the library was gently knocked.

Who would come to the library at this hour? Could it be Viscount Hughes? With this question in mind, Xian walked over and opened the door.

Standing outside the door were a beautiful girl carrying a food basket and an old man in a black tailcoat, Anlìyà and old Xiao En.

"Your Highness, I made a little something for you. Butler Xiao En said you were in the library, so I brought it over."

Anlìyà looked at the tall, black-haired youth before her, a hint of joy flashing in her azure eyes. She presented the food basket to Xian with both hands, as if offering a treasure.

However, he did not take it. Instead, he pondered for a moment and looked at old Xiao En.

"Butler Xiao En, may I allow my servant and maid to enter the library?" Xian asked.

Knowledge was the most precious treasure in the world, and he certainly hoped that Anlìyà and Berg could read more of the books here.

"In principle, no..." Old Xiao En paused.

"But if it is the noble you, I think even if you emptied the library, my master would laugh and help you move it together."

Just when Xian thought he was going to refuse, old Xiao En suddenly changed his tone and bowed respectfully.

This old man, with one foot almost in the grave, is quite humorous.

"Thank Viscount Hughes for me, and by the way, tell him that I am looking forward to the evening banquet," Xian said calmly.

"It is an honor."

"So many books... As expected of a noble's library!"

Anlìyà covered her mouth, gazing at the layers upon layers of bookshelves before her, her delicate face filled with shock.

In Fruit Basket Village, only her adoptive father, Robert, had a tattered literacy book, which was shared by the entire village.

"Anlìyà, you can read any of the books here, but I suggest you start with Introduction to Blessing and Encyclopedia of Blessings."

Xian said plainly, Anlìyà still didn't have a Profession Blessing over her head even now.

From what she said, it seemed that Robert had forbidden her from doing farm work, only allowing her to do kitchen waste work, which prevented her from becoming a Farmer.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

A hint of gratitude flashed in the girl's eyes. She placed the food basket on the floor and gently opened it. Instantly, a faint aroma of wheat and a rich meaty fragrance wafted out, even Ilith on the hammock couldn't help but put down her book and look over.

Inside the food basket were three steaming White Breads and a large piece of caramel-colored meat, slightly curved at the edges, dipped in orange-yellow honey.

"Your Highness, this is Honey Deer Leg that I learned from Aunt Mei Li, the head chef of the castle, please try it."

Anlìyà said softly, then looked at him with expectant eyes.

Xian picked up the knife and fork from the food basket, cut a piece of honey-covered meat, and then picked up a piece of White Bread, taking a bite of bread and a bite of meat.

In the next moment, the wheat aroma of the bread and the sweetness of the honey intertwined in his mouth, and the tenderness of the venison was even more unforgettable.

Xian's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

"Very delicious." He said sincerely.

This taste is definitely not inferior to those Michelin restaurants on Earth, although he has never been to one. "It's good that Your Highness likes it."

Hearing the praise from her beloved, the smile on the girl's pretty face was as bright as a sunflower in spring.

"By the way, where is that kid Berg?"

Xian asked while gnawing on the bread and venison.

It's already noon, that kid, wouldn't he still be in bed? "Butler Xiao En said that shortly after you got up, he went to the Martial Arts Training Field of the castle to learn swordsmanship from Sauron Knight." Anlìyà replied.

Learning swordsmanship? Xian recalled that the Encyclopedia of Blessings mentioned that the subsequent advancement profession of the Hunter seemed to be the Hunter.

Judging from the literal meaning, swordsmanship may not necessarily be a condition for advancing to Hunter.

This Encyclopedia of Blessings is essentially more like a Blessing catalog, after all, it only mentions the names of the professions, and doesn't write anything about the advancement conditions or abilities.

"The barrier of knowledge is really as difficult as climbing to the sky." Xian sighed in his heart, he planned to ask Viscount Hughes again when they meet next time.

The other party is a powerhouse of the Morning Star Rank, and also a lord noble, so the information he knows must be more than him.

"Ilith, would you like to try some?"

After eating about seventy percent full, he handed the food basket, which still had a piece of White Bread and one-fifth of the venison, to the silver-haired girl who was secretly swallowing her saliva on the hammock.

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness!" Ilith happily accepted the food basket.

This is clearly the food from your own castle, is there a need to thank me? Xian shrugged, deeply realizing how pleasant it is to have a good identity.

"Ilith, if I want to become a Magician, is the first step to Perceive Magic?"

After Ilith finished enjoying the food, he put down the Basics of Magic in his hand and asked.

"Yes, Your Highness, Perceiving Magic is indeed the first step into the path of magic."

Ilith got up from the hammock in a bit of a panic and stood on the ground again, answering respectfully with a bow.

"But..." Ilith's expression was a little hesitant.

"Speak freely," Xian said calmly.

"Not everyone possesses the talent to perceive magic. In fact, only a very few people have this talent, and it often takes several years of meditation to successfully realize and perceive magic," Ilith explained.

Although saying this might offend this noble Your Highness, she still felt it necessary to make it clear first, lest Your Highness waste time in vain.

Because there were countless nobles who, in their childhood, spent several years meditating in order to become a Magician, but gained nothing, wasting the golden time for training in vain.

"I have already learned about this from books. You only need to teach me how to meditate," Xian said calmly.

He had read several books about magic, but they were all about miscellaneous history and introductions. When it came to actually how to meditate and perceive magic, there was nothing.

Damn knowledge barrier!