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Late at night, after finishing studying, Ilsa, who was finally able to rest, returned to her bed, lay down, yawned, and fell asleep almost immediately.

Drowsily, she seemed to notice something and opened her eyes.

Then he saw a dark figure standing beside the bed.

It was Ya Feng.

But he was now in formal attire, wearing a traveling cloak, and holding a black cane in his left hand.

"What...what?"

Ilsa suddenly woke up, got up quickly, and subconsciously tightened the quilt.

This late at night, he suddenly ran into his room...

But at this time Yafeng threw her a coat and continued:

"Put on your clothes, let's go out."

"Huh? Now?"

"Hurry up."

Ilsa had no choice but to get up, put on her clothes, and followed him out the door.

I looked at the time and saw that it was only two o'clock in the morning. The moon was sparse and the cool evening breeze was blowing.

"Yafeng, what's going on? I have to go to work tomorrow." Ilsa said with a yawn.

"Remember what I said before, if you want me to teach you magic, you have to do something for me first?" Yafeng said.

"Well..." Ilsa nodded.

"Then, just follow me." Yafeng stretched out a hand to her.

Ilsa hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand and shook it with him.

In an instant, her whole body seemed to be violently pulled, as if she was thrown hundreds of meters in an instant, and her whole body fell into a spinning feeling of separation.

When she opened her eyes again, she stepped on solid ground, the feeling of detachment ended, and she was finally able to breathe.

"This, this is... a teleportation technique?"

Ilsa panted heavily and looked around, finding that they had reached a peak, surrounded by exposed rugged rocks.

The temperature is very low, and you can still see the clouds and mist lingering halfway up the mountain.

Because the abuse of space spells will cause distortion of space, the Fein Kingdom has been strictly restricting the use of teleportation spells since the implementation of the Magician Act thirty years ago. It is a first-level prohibited spell and must be under the unified jurisdiction of the kingdom.

"It's not a traditional teleportation technique. This is a door key, a teleportation point set in advance." Yafeng walked over and poked a wooden sign standing on the edge of the cliff that was shining with magic light spots.

"This is a door key left here, I just borrowed it," he said.

Ilsa rubbed her shoulders. The cold wind on the top of the mountain blew by, and she was now shivering from the cold.

So, what was he doing bringing himself here in the middle of the night?

At this time, Yafeng began to draw magic runes on the ground with his blackwood cane. It was a complicated magic circle.

Finally, the tip of the cane was at the core of the magic circle, and instantly, a light blue magic flow was outlined along the lines of the magic circle.

Then Yafeng took out a gray-white rock with rugged surfaces from his pocket and threw it into the magic circle.

The stone was wrapped in magic power the moment it hit the ground, and then a light blue magic beam shot straight into the sky, like a beacon, rising above the peak.

"Is this... a summons beacon?" Ilsa recognized it.

This is a very common information spell in the past. It is often used among adventurers lost in the wilderness to create a beacon point, and then throw in an item with the aura of a companion. The generated beacon beam can send a message to companions in any direction. The companion can also instantly sense the position of the beacon and merge with it.

And what Yafeng just threw in seemed to be a moon phase stone, a kind of rock that is very common in the Phaetan ruins. Who is he trying to summon?

"Okay, let's wait here." Yafeng said, sitting on a rock next to him.

Now that the spell has been completed, he just needs to wait for the summoned object to come here.

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