my age of magic

Chapter 1086 189. Yerkes' Lucky Hand
"This is a drop of... life essence?" Qige carefully looked at the crystal clear green juice like emeralds in the bottle. It can be used in this way, so to speak, if the essence of life is mixed into the healing potion, there may be unexpected effects."

Tired all day, I felt like my whole body was falling apart. I lay flat on the soft leather sofa. I closed my eyes and felt the slight vibration brought by the bumps of the magic caravan. Go back to the lab and study it?"

"Yo! So caring..." Qige moved closer to me, her voice sounded a little charming, and the faint scent of perfume on her body was very unique, which made people feel very relaxed.

Qigetie asked softly in my ear: "The old guys from the Magic Union asked you to hand over the design of the fish skin hood?"

I replied: "Yes!"

She asked me again, "What did the Yerkes scholars say?"

I sighed and said, "What else can I do! Just hand it over. After all, it involves the magic pattern of life, and it was passed through a collective discussion by the House of Representatives of the Magic Union. Besides, the magicians of the Grimm Empire are in this regard. The accumulation is already a little behind, and our small arms can't twist our thighs, so let them look at the design drawings, anyway, they will immediately know how difficult it is to draw this magic pattern structure."

There was a hint of doubt in Qige's tone, and he said to me: "Since you have figured it out, why do you still have a conflict with others at the gate of the Junior Magic Academy, and Katerina is not by your side, are you really not afraid of being beaten? "

"What's there to be afraid of!" I said with my eyes closed, fearlessly.

The feeling of touching the cold lips is like eating a sweet grape that has just been chilled. The wet and soft lips have an indescribable smoothness. My heart moved for no reason, and then I suddenly opened my eyes. Sure enough, under Qige's instruction, Takama squinted her eyes and pressed her thin cold lips. The golden pupils shrank the moment I opened them, and I could even feel her His heart beat faster.

She is a jungle warrior with strong self-control, best at "jungle concealment" and "ambush". For a long time, Takama has always been so calm around Qige no matter when and where, but she has always been so calm. The famous Takama looked flustered the moment I opened my eyes.Under her glamorous appearance, there is a delicate and sensitive heart.

Although this was just Qige's little prank, the maid Takama cared about my feelings very much. Just before her golden pupils shrank into pinholes, I stretched out my hand to hold her melon-shaped pretty face, making her impossible to avoid. Instead, he threw her down on the carpet of the carriage, and kissed her maid full in front of Qige.

Her tongue was a little cold, but extremely flexible, and she didn't feel that weird forked shape.

Holding my magic robe from behind with both hands, Qige moved her head closer, separated me from Takama, stared at me with hot eyes, sprayed warm breath on my face, and gritted her teeth. Said: "Hey, Jijia, you are serious, right..."

There was a faint smile on that beautiful face, but a faint provocation and three-point flattery.

At this moment, she is the most beautiful woman in the entire Green Empire. She stretched out her hands and hooked my neck, occupying the position of Takama at once.

Qige seemed to suddenly want to try a different taste, so the magic caravan galloped on the long street, and every bump was like climbing the Majaro peak.

Qige and I tried that special taste on this magic caravan, and when everything subsided, we found that the magic caravan had been parked in the shadow of a corner at the edge of Tower of Pride Square, which is at the very edge of the square , after nightfall, the free magic market on the square dispersed, and this place became a quiet place.

Qige was leaning against my chest, her shiny black hair spread out on my chest, she squinted her eyes, showing a lazy look, and lay in my arms.

Kneeling aside, Takama was wiping her body with a warm wet towel.

Looking at the dangling chandelier on the ceiling of the car, I held Qige's slender and soft hand and said to Qige, "Why do I suddenly feel like we are about to separate?"

Qige propped up her body, tied her messy long hair into a ponytail with both hands, put on a dark green magic robe, glanced at me and said, "Isn't it? Aren't you going to return to the plane of Ye Luo with the Duke of Samoyed?" ?”

I smiled and said: "It's only for a week, and it's not that I won't come back. Maybe it can take less time. As long as I arrive in Pereira City, I will come back through the portal of the teleportation altar. The studies here cannot be delayed. The construction of the small town over there is also on the agenda. The business of the magic-weave spider silk cloth in the imperial capital is so good. The dozens of giant spiders in the underground caves are spinning their silk day and night, so they probably cannot live for too long. Change to a batch of fresh ones."

Qige put her legs together and crossed them, sat on the carpet in the car, exhaled softly, and said to me: "I thought you only went for two or three months, so you can pass the altar, prepare Connecting a bridge between the imperial capital and the plane of Elo, no wonder you can't wait to go back to Elo with Samoyed. The entrance to the Hierro plane, this small portal you opened, feels a bit like smuggling."

Her face is as bright as the bright moon in the night sky, and there is always a colorful world in her eyes.

She sat on the carpet, a pair of snow-white arms protruding from the wide sleeves of the magic robe, exuding a porcelain white luster.

With the help of Takama, I quickly put on a long robe, saw Qige simply touching up her makeup, and opened the door of the caravan first and jumped down.

The Tower of Pride Square at night seemed very empty and quiet. There were only a few guards standing at the gate. Even at night, the armor on their bodies gave people a feeling of shining silver.

Qige got out of the caravan and returned to a cool look.

I stood in front of the carriage, stroking the mane of the ancient Bolai horse, and asked her: "The Duke of Samoyed is looking for you, what kind of trade do you want to do, magic potions? Or the trade of imported goods from the orc tribe?"

Qige walked towards the gate of the Tower of Pride, raised her proud chin, revealed a beautiful snowy neck, and said to me: "Every duke and great lord wants to buy my magic potion, but they still need a workshop Only if it can be produced over there!"

We walked up the stone steps, and Qige seemed in a good mood. Along the way, some magic assistants saluted her and smiled.

In the Academy of Magic, when Qige and I walked together, people would always look at us with strange eyes, so I had to avoid such embarrassment every time.

But Qige just likes to walk with me, and chats with me on the road: "According to Samoyed, the immediate crisis in the Hierro plane comes from the city of Pereira, which has the population of the city with the teleportation array It has reached saturation, and the total population continues to grow every day. The entire city is full of homeless and refugees. They need a lot of cheap food, free drinking water, warm clothes and temporary shelter. If they are not supplied in time, they will become a safety hazard in Pereira City, and you must pass through Pereira City to go to the Yero plane, remember to be careful."

She told me: "That city is surrounded by layers of forests, and the Nebru tribe spidermen have wiped out the Black Forest, so the entire city of Pereira is currently relying on a large number of supplies from outside. It is jointly controlled by two big lords, so far no one has been able to break their business monopoly, Samoyed asked me to buy military supplies, three kinds of portable food including canned luncheon meat and meat floss bricks."

Qige walked into her laboratory, but Takama stopped me at the door. The reason was: she couldn't concentrate on doing magic experiments when I was around.

In fact, Takama can't stop me at all, because I found one thing, as long as I put my hand on her weakness, she will become sore and weak.

Takama had a straight face, with a hint of redness on his cheeks. Under my gaze, the last line of defense in my heart quickly collapsed, and I quickly retracted into the magic laboratory.

Instead of chasing after it, I ran to the Yerkes scholar's laboratory and continued to draw the 'Magic Serpent's Fang' magic pattern structure.

Scholar Yerkes sat in front of the writing desk, looking a little absent-minded, in a trance, always turning his head to look at the night sky outside the window.

It is probably because Mrs. Cecilia's sudden departure left some grudges and sadness in his heart, and he seemed a little decadent. Perhaps Eve's embrace could make him forget these troubles.

I walked up to him, followed his gaze, looked out the window at night with him, and asked him, "Would you like to go to Airport Town to see her off?"

Knowing that I was referring to Mrs. Cecilia, the Yerkes scholar shook his head at me, sighed, and said, "So what if I go, forget it, since I have decided to leave, I'd better not see you again."

I asked Yerkes, "Shall we go for a drink or two?"

But Yerkes smiled and said to me, "I'm not as fragile as you think. By the way, how is your demonstration of the fish skin hood design going?"

I smiled bitterly at Yerkes and said, "Don't mention it, it's just terrible!"

"Does it mean that they think that drawing is very simple and don't buy your account?" Yerkes pointed out the problem point to the point.

"How do you know?" I asked him.

Yerkes smiled and said to me: "Hey, of course I know, all the inscription masters in the Grimm Empire are of this virtue!"

Then, as if thinking of something, he took out a roll of magic parchment from the desk, stuffed it to me, and said to me, "Take a look at this drawing."

According to what he said, I unfolded the roll of magic parchment. On the base map of the parchment, there was a simple outline of an ankle. In the outline was the structural diagram of the magic pattern circle drawn by the Yerkes scholar. There is also a simple text description on the side, this is a primary wind magic pattern 'Light Spirit Wind' that can be drawn on the ankle, the magic effect is not even as good as 'Wind Run', but the biggest feature of this magic pattern is The mana cost is almost imperceptibly low.

I asked him in surprise: "Did you really design it? Can it be drawn on the skin?"

Yerkes nodded very firmly and said: "Well, this should be regarded as our design drawing, which is specially designed based on the 'energy-gathering associated magic pattern', this magic pattern construction drawing is based on the 'light spirit Wind' is a magic skill, the magic structure is very simple, and the magic power consumed is extremely low."

I couldn't help asking him suspiciously: "This kind of elementary magic that improves the agility attribute, even elementary magicians don't bother to use it, who would use it?"

"Of course the second-rank fighters won't take a second look at it, but we can try to combine this primary magic pattern construction with the energy-gathering magic pattern to see if the magic power produced by the 'energy-gathering magic pattern' can make 'Easy Wind' is functioning normally," he said.

The Yerkes scholar said to me confidently: "If it is possible, then the people targeted by this magic pattern construction cover a very wide range of people. It can be first-rank fighters, warrior apprentices, or even ordinary civilians. It is enough for them to have a little carrying capacity of the magic pattern structure, anyway, they don’t need to provide magic power, the magic effect that this magic pattern structure can provide is that kind: when people walk, the body is more light.”

He also said: "The original intention of my design is to improve the marching ability of the heavy armored infantry regiment. Unfortunately, only you can draw this thing. I think you probably don't eat, drink or sleep all day long, so it may be difficult to draw it." It spread to the barracks."

I think Yerkes is thinking a little too far, so I said to him: "Hey, I don't know if this magic pattern construction will be successful, but when it comes to later promotion, don't we think a little too far?"

Yerkes slapped his forehead hard and said, "That's true!"

He turned his head and urged me again, asking me to take a closer look at his magic pattern construction drawing, he said: "Hurry up and get familiar with it, such an extremely simple 'Light and Spiritual Wind' should be of no use to you." Any obstacle!"

While observing his line structure, I asked back: "Why, are you going to ask me to draw one right away?"

Unexpectedly, I heard him say: "It's not too late to do it now, why not?"

I raised my head, picked up the magic drawing in my hand, and asked him: "But who are you going to ask me to draw such an extremely simple magic pattern structure on?"

"I have a way, come with me!" Yerkes said to me without thinking.

Scholar Yerkes took me out of the Tower of Pride, and then walked all the way to the back street of the Tower of Pride. The taverns here are like mushrooms, and a dozen of them have been built in the past few months. The backstreets in the backstreets actually become very lively at night.

There are also many professionals here, and there are a lot of French fries and fried fish stalls on this street, and the smell of fried food is wafting throughout the back street.

There are also some "corpse bearers" waiting outside the tavern. These "corpse bearers" are usually employed by tavern waiters or drinkers, and they will carry some drunk drinkers to their carriages , Some even send their employers home, and their charges are very low, and they can only earn a meager amount of money for a trip.

Outside many pubs, there are some street girls and bar girls. They generally don’t enter the pub unless the drinkers are willing to buy them a drink. They will follow the drinkers into the pub. There is a clear difference. The girls who accompany the guests will only drink and chat with the guests, and will recommend different drinks to different guests, while those women standing on the street can also sleep with the guests besides drinking with them. These women are basically It's to the Sixth and Seventh Streets.

Yerkes and I were walking on the street wearing magic robes, and the pedestrians on the street gave way.

In the imperial capital, people are still in awe of magicians.

I thought he was looking for a tavern, and was going to go in and have a few drinks with me, but I didn't expect the Yerkes scholar to stop outside the tavern, standing in the shadow facing the door of the tavern, looking clean and pleasing to the eye The girl asked with a smile: "Do you mind if I tattoo a beautiful pattern on your ankle?"

I stood beside him. At first, I thought he wanted to find a hostess, but I didn't expect him to ask such a question.

The hostess didn't even hear the Yerkes scholar's question clearly, and just said weakly: "Your Excellency, Magician, I'm a hostess, and I don't do anything else."

"That's it! All right."

The Yerkes scholar didn't care about it, and didn't give any further explanations. He set his eyes on a girl next to him who seemed to have never even participated in the coming-of-age ceremony, and asked the same question: "Do you mind if I'm on your ankle?" A beautiful tattoo?"

"Give me money?" The pretty girl responded weakly.

"Of course!" replied the Yerkes scholar with a smile.

"How much?" The girl asked quickly again.

Scholar Yerkes untied the money bag from his waist, and untied the rope at the mouth of the bag, revealing a pile of shiny silver metals inside, and said to the girl, "You can only reach in with one hand and grab a handful. I will give you as much silver as you catch!"

The girl's eyes lit up when she heard the Yerkes scholar say this.One piece of silverware from the Grimm Empire was as big as an egg, and it was extremely heavy. In fact, with a young girl's small hands, even if she grabbed a handful of silverware, she might not be able to grab ten pieces.

The delicate-looking girl hesitated for a moment before saying honestly to Yerkes: "I don't know much about drinking, and I don't have much capacity for alcohol."

The Yerkes scholar said to her: "You don't have to be able to drink! You just need to have beautiful long legs."

The girl blinked again and said, "Master Magician, I am not yet an adult, so I cannot sleep with you."

The Yerkes scholar laughed "haha" and said proudly: "Hehe, you think I like to sleep with a firewood girl in my arms? I just want to tattoo a beautiful pattern on your ankle, but the pattern on this pattern is After that, it will probably be difficult to wash off in the future.”

As soon as the girl heard it, she asked full of longing: "Is it a pattern like the magic pattern?"

The Yerkes scholar replied, "Exactly!"

The girl immediately agreed readily: "That's good, I am willing."

Maybe this delicate girl just thinks that Yerkes wants to use her legs to practice how to draw the magic pattern, but since Yerkes is willing to give money, and the girl doesn't think it's helpful to have an extra pair of magic patterns on her legs. What's wrong is why he agreed so readily.

One thing she probably didn't know was that she was the girl chosen by the lucky hand of Yerkes scholars...

(End of this chapter)