Several people around the lake, at this time, each have their own thoughts.
Hora and happy and worried, he will soon get a promising druid ally, or even a predictable emerging druid sect, with this power, the Tia elves are bound to rise, as a vassal of the unicorn can get a lot of benefits.
The concern was that the philosophy taught by Lysatos was different from that of Sifanas, too aggressive and belligerent. He looked at the torchflame mage, the golden dragon's wisdom and eyesight far beyond him, not good at calculating unicorns difficult to measure.
For his part, Ramesirai looked at the princess, delighted by her elation. Once his eyes were only with doting and love, after the incident in the blood exhausted fortress, there was more admiration for the king's followers. He turned his head to observe the situation on the opposite bank, the vision just now must have disturbed the green capital. Although he could not detect it, he knew that there might be scouts of the temple behind the reeds, behind the lake rocks, and even in the lake water. Those who are no longer considered fellow maniacs, ready to put his treasures on the altar of Nieron.
The most ignorant and unaware is Drusillia and just got the name of the water elemental, she curiously put her palm into the broken star, the lake fish rubbed his fingertips with scales, Drusillia giggled.
Lysatos pressed on with his rattling heart, and he pushed Druhiria's destiny further along its intended path. He could not resist investing his heart and soul in his student, and could only hope that later on he would not let Druhiria leave him with the ugly and unhealable scars of Melissa.
Suck in a breath and say: "Well, the fun ends here. Shattered Star is still fragile, you take some time to feel and communicate with it every day, can accelerate growth."
The princess reluctantly let the broken star back into the lake, the two had left a strong connection, she believed that if she called, the broken star would appear.
"Continue the lesson you just did?" She asked.
"No, not for now." Lysatos rebuffed, a little disappointed by Drusilla, who was enjoying the communication with the natural will.
Lysatos saw what her student was thinking and warned, "Don't get too caught up in it, you have a great gift, which makes it easier to get lost at the border between humanity and wildness. If I hadn't just pulled you back, the best that could happen is that some years later you would wake up to find that hundreds of years had passed and you had taken root and borne fruit."
"Sounds like fun, I'm sure I'll grow the most sour fruit." Drusillia laughed playfully, immediately defeated again under the angry gaze of Lysatos, she did not notice the two from the two sides of the transaction into a master and apprentice, the process of the division of smooth and harmonious.
Lysatos returned to the topic: "The key to open the door is already in hand, you have to make a shallow perception every day. Now come to the detailed abilities of the druid."
Druhiliya and Rameshirai were most interested in this and listened intently.
"Druid originated in the primitive worship of nature and the elements by ancient beings, and later matured and divided into systems. One can choose to believe in deities such as Sifanus, the father of the oak tree, Aidas, the goddess of peace and springs, and so on, or simply worship nature itself. Either way, Druid spells are taken directly from nature."
"Most druids tend to be in the chaos camp, wandering all over the continent to accumulate a sense of understanding of nature. At this point, as my student, you must ensure that you are in the order camp and plan your practice in a structured manner, and even your future druidic sect must have a rigorous and reasonable framework."
Drusillia nodded in agreement, order is better than chaos to gather power, this she understood.
"The early spellcasters were disorganized and relied on a lineage of masters and apprentices to pass on their ways. Later, the archdruids followed the mage's career system and also formed a grading system. From level 1 to level 20, every two druid levels correspond to one spell level. level 1 and 2 druids can use level 1 spells, and level 2 has more spell bits than level 1. level 3 and 4 correspond to level 2 spells ... and so on."
"As for your current level ... let me see." Lysatos used the detect spell, "Level 3 Druid ... Don't be happy!"
Drusillia covered her mouth and let the snicker slip out through her fingers. She wasn't sure what kind of effort it took to get 3 ranks, but the sudden widening of Holla's eyes Ran she thought was beautiful.
Lysatos snapped his face up: "Just the overall energy that can be used, you still have more shortcomings. You still have to learn the complete course of herbalism, alchemy foundation, medical foundation, druid introduction, druid spell detailing and so on.
Ramesile raises his hand to ask a question, gets permission from Lysatos and says, "Is the level cap only 20?"
"No, any profession within the framework of this level, over 20 is called legendary level, which is a world away from the previous power. Legendary rank of the archdruid, somehow is the embodiment of nature, can listen to the sound of the mountains or the ocean thousands of miles away, unleash the heavenly wrath that makes the continent's climate and terrain change, so that the desert becomes a jungle and the abyss becomes a plain."
The two elves melted into a vision of the archdruid.
"If you meet certain traits and conditions after you reach level 6, there are a dozen more advanced professions to choose from. Leaning towards medicine, or specializing in the elements, either preferring to change form to use animal forms in combat ..."
The day of instruction was over, the princess had learned more in a few hours than she had in the past 300 years, and Drusilla had a great deal of knowledge to digest while conceiving how to sow the faith of nature. Although she was just starting out, she was already thinking in terms of the leader of the sect.
Druhiria returned to the green capital, escorted by Rameshirai, ready to meet the Elven King, making the whole forest jump a little, not without explanation.
Listening to the sound of the forest leaves whispering, Lysatos waited patiently, knowing that Hora had something to say.
"The forest is awake."
"It never sleeps, it just lacks communicators."
Hora hesitated in his mind, but still asked, "Do you want Tia to carry the wrath of nature and take the path of bloody revenge."
Lysatos looked at the unicorn, but turned to another topic: "Do you know the Stahbensee druids of Athas?"
The white-maned king shook his head, his knowledge of the realm limited to common sense. The name of this school was tongue-twisting, and it was cold at first hearing.
"Atas due to the long war and natural disaster, the sea dried up into endless salt land, the land turned into desert, magic needs to extract life to release, brutal survival is the main theme of the realm of Atas."
"The aggregation of that extreme environment gave birth to the Druids of the Stahbensee school, who were in complete opposition to the ideology of other factions of Druids: they believed that nature was cold and unforgiving, and that the weak and the strong were the most basic laws. Power and cunning are necessary for the strong, and the weak have no room for survival and should be destroyed instead. Animals, plants and even the environment are tools that can be expendable; pity and communication are not necessary."
"They scorn morality and use bestiality to cover up humanity. By stripping creatures of their features, such as the hard shell of a beetle and the hind feet of a cheetah, they transform themselves into powerful killers. The Stahpensians were racists, some of the most extreme. They believed that medicine was holding back natural evolution and making the weak more and more numerous. To the point of actively killing the sick, the elderly, the disabled."
Lysatos narrated, showing the icy scenery of the otherworldly world. He turned his head and asked, "What do you think of the Stahbensee faction?"
Hora's eyes were indignant: "It gives me chills to hear it, it is a blasphemy against nature, how can they be considered druids?"
"Because," Lysatos' tone changed, "the Stahbensee still acquired Druidic spells and were not rejected by nature for it."
The King of Unicorns opened his mouth, and the long whiskers of his jaw, a symbol of wisdom, twitched suspiciously.
"Hora, nature is multifaceted, benevolent or cold, depending on the perspective. But nature is nature, and it does not change. And Druidism is the result of different circumstances. What would happen if I taught Tia the way Ferran did?"
Hora rubbed his hooves uneasily.
"A loose and lukewarm doctrine may keep the Druids passed on, but the kingdom of Tyria will perish, civilization will decay, and how will your people live with themselves when the forest is littered with war?"
Hora nodded hard and slow. Lysatos knew that already formed concepts can not be changed in a few words, but as long as the unicorn does not mess up.
"I probably understand some of it, each realm's nature worship has its own theme due to the different environment it plays in, Ferran is balance, Athas is survival, so what is the theme you chose for Saraph?"
Lysatos smiled a little unexpectedly, I did not expect that after becoming the chief, Hora's observation of the nature of things became sharper.
"Practicality, Tia is going to practice pragmatism, anything that can help the elves rise is within the scope of reference."
Hora took a deep breath, he knew there was no way to stop this, or the first to flip out would not be Lysatos, but Druhiria. "Then, please be sure to limit the 'scope of reference' beyond the scope of evil and destruction, so that the balance of nature is maintained, even if it is the most basic. And I will fully support you."
Lysatos blinked, "Not me, but Tia. Let nature bear witness for us. "
"Yes, let nature bear witness for us, Torchmage."