my age of magic

Chapter 771 271. Who Moved Her Magic Grass

There is a faint fragrance of lavender in the room, the door of the laboratory is ajar, and the moonstone ceiling lamp on the ceiling emits a soft halo.

The Yerkes scholar heard me buy a large piece of land on the Yerro plane, and also talked about a quiet shallow lake in the Black Forest. He told me that he wanted to go to the plane of Hierro in his free time.

I told the Yerkes scholar that after the dark forces of the abyss recede this time, I want to open a mine on the Yero plane and build a small town there, at the original site of Trume Going forward, maybe we need to call some civilians who are willing to settle in the plane of Yero. Whether it is opening a mine or building a small town, the population is the biggest prerequisite. I believe that as long as you are willing to provide travel allowances to those poor wanderers, If they are allowed to exempt from land tax and cultivate the land around the town for free in the next three years, people will definitely come.

The water in the teapot was boiled by the flame from the magic scroll, and white water vapor spewed out from the spout, making a long beep like a steam locomotive.

Yerkes smiled and said to me: "It looks like, I'm afraid you will need to prepare a large amount of money in the future. Opening mines and building small towns require a large amount of money to be invested in advance."

I said to the Yerkes scholar: "You know, this is not difficult for me. It is nothing more than drawing a few more magic scrolls, but speaking of it, what are your plans for the near future?"

Scholar Yerkes raised his eyebrows, and used a pair of iron clips to pinch out the magic scroll of the concentrated fire technique under the tea stove, then re-rolled it into a scroll, and put it on the horse grass ring beside him, then lowered his head and thought for a while, Only then said with emotion: "Me? It's not the same as before. I spend all day in the research institute designing some blueprints for magic pattern construction. This should be the life I want most!"

It can be seen that the recent Yerkes scholars are proud of being in love, and the casino is also proud. The eyes naturally reveal happiness, which makes me realize that the faint smell of lavender in this laboratory may come from this laboratory. Mistress, my eyes spread around, and my guess became more and more affirmed, because the laboratory has obviously become much tidier.

The Yerkes scholar's words interrupted my wild thoughts: "When I was at the El City War College, my biggest dream was to be able to apply what I learned one day, and draw the blueprints of the magic patterns by myself."

He was very chatty.

"You know, Jijia, I can't hold the engraving pen with my hand. Every time I hold the pen, I keep shaking, and I can't control it." Saying this, the Yerkes scholar raised his hand and made a gesture to me. The two of us looked at each other and smiled, and the laboratory was full of cheerful laughter.

I guess Yerkes must have untied his unknown knot now, so that he can so frankly reveal to me the past he least wants to mention and his hand that can't hold the pen.

Yerkes took a sip of the scalding hot tea, and then there was a nostalgic look in his eyes, and his eyes wandered to the stained glass window beside him. His thoughts may have wandered outside the house long ago, and they may have crossed time and space. This is what he said The rhythm became a little slow.

I just heard him say: "I think back when I was studying, an inscription teacher told me that I was destined not to be able to design a magic pattern structure in my life. At that time, I just graduated from the Magic Academy. There was a kind of... oh, Yes, the feeling of despair, I feel that the gods have opened a door for me, and at the same time closed a door, that is the door of my dreams, making me feel that the sky in this world is gray. Haha, gray, It’s like the sky of the Hierro plane you mentioned, so after hearing your description, I really want to travel to that plane.”

Afterwards, I saw him spread his hands with some melancholy, and said to me: "But this plan may have to be postponed indefinitely, at least until I realize my dream, Ji Jia, you will help me ,Right?"

I immediately replied without hesitation: "Of course, this is the rarest learning opportunity for me. This is a rare opportunity that every magician who wants to become an inscriber dreams of. For us, learning how to design the best The magic pattern construction blueprint is far more important than the skillful drawing of magic scrolls."

Yerkes nodded in relief, patted my shoulder with his thin arm, and said: "I have never given up on the research on the magic circle, even though I know I can't hold the pen, I have also been learning a lot of knowledge about magic pattern construction. When I was young, I traveled around the Roland Continent. Every time I went to a place, I would look for the library there and apply for a librarian or a handyman so that I have the opportunity to read books outside of work, and I have been a teacher in some elementary magic academies, but unfortunately I have never been to many advanced magic academies on Roland Continent, and my status is not high enough to teach advanced magic courses."

He smiled again: "When I was young, I had a dream, which was to design a successful magic pattern structure."

I said, "You've made it, haven't you?"

He shook his head: "No, of course not, I know you're talking about the suit we made before, but it's too special, if it wasn't for that... the demand is a bit unique, no one would wear that suit Constructed with magic patterns."

He described his idea to me: "My dream is to design a normal rudimentary magweave build, like the 'Easy Wind' suit on the Thorny Tail Crystal Lion leather armor, and the 'Easy Wind' suit on the Wind Serpent leather armor. Goshawk's pupil' suit, the 'Giant Bear's Power' suit on the double-headed flaming snake leather armor, I want to design a set of magic pattern construction suits with classic attributes, so that every inscriber can When drawing the magic pattern structure I designed, it must be printed with my exclusive mark."

When he said this, there was an extremely hot light in his eyes.

It turns out that Yerkes scholar’s ​​dream is like this. No wonder he locked himself in the laboratory and kept drawing those elementary magic pattern construction blueprints. It turned out that he wanted to design a set of elementary magic pattern constructions that surpassed those classic ones. .

When I walked out of the Yerkes Scholar's laboratory, I couldn't help thinking: If it wasn't for Yerkes Scholar's hands and his own magic cultivation that restricted him, maybe he could go further on the road of inscriber, maybe he would have He has become a master-level figure in the field of inscription literature.

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Walking into the laboratory of Schindji University scholar, as a famous scholar of bioengineering at the Imperial Academy of Magic, Hindeji has no time to pay attention to me as a small fish and shrimp, so he casually sent a magic assistant by his side to take me to see it. Deborah.

It was a very strange feeling. Standing beside her, I seemed to be able to feel that the Harpy in the nutrition tank was a little restless.

A trace of terrifying darkness filled the warehouse next to the laboratory, making this huge warehouse look a bit cold. There was only such a glass pot in this warehouse. The person responsible for cleaning the magic laboratory for Schindki University The assistant stood far away, and he was too timid to lean over.

Deborah originally possessed a violent beast aura in her body, but now after merging such a body, she was contaminated with a strong dark aura. Although she was trapped in this glass vessel for healing, the dangerous aura she exuded was no less than A second-level monster, the magic assistant was so oppressed by this powerful aura that he didn't even dare to approach it.

Standing next to the glass vessel, I saw the harpy falling into a coma in the nutrient solution. The sutured wounds on her body have now completely healed. I seem to be able to hear her heart beating powerfully, pumping purple blood Compressed into the blood vessels of the whole body, and then pumped into the ventricle.

Every beat of her heart was like a tribal orc beating a war drum. Those drums kept beating, indicating that she had extremely strong vitality.

Roughly speaking, Deborah has been recuperating in this terrarium for more than two months.

Schindler University Scholar Emperor told me that now the bones in Deborah's body in the nutrition tank have been completely fused together, and the following days will be the fusion of various primitive forces lurking in her body.

These powers can be regarded as a big collision between her own blood power and the original power brought by this body. Generally speaking, after the two forces collide, the stronger side swallows the weaker side to form a new blood power. It cannot reach the level where one plus one equals two, and it will never attenuate too much.

Every month, I need to pay a large amount of nutrient solution to Schindki University, and I also need to come over regularly to send fresh blood to the nutrient grass to maintain the magic contract between me and Deborah , this situation needs to be maintained until she breaks out of the nutrient tank.

Fresh blood dripped continuously down the arm into the nutrient solution in the glass container, a layer of light blue ice flames floated on the nutrient solution, and a layer of floating ice slowly condensed on the surface of the light green transparent nutrient solution. Stretch out your hand to break open the layer of ice in the nutrient solution, so that the blood can merge with the nutrient solution smoothly.

Seeing that the blood fused into the nutrient tank was about to change the color of the nutrient solution, I withdrew my arm. Under the astonished gaze of the assistant, the wound on my wrist healed automatically, and the flesh and blood around the wound cut open by the dagger was like Like a strange life, it kept wriggling, merging together, and then the wound disappeared.

Putting down the cuffs and looking back at Deborah in the nutrition tank, she always felt that although she was sleeping, she seemed to know: I am coming.

Wings of two extreme colors, one black and one white, wrapped her body. She was soaked in the nutrient solution and curled up together, like a baby. Her long silver hair had been stained green.

Just when I turned around and was about to leave, I clearly felt her eyelids tremble twice, as if she was struggling to wake up, but she was bound by some kind of force, and she couldn't break free no matter what, she seemed to love me There is a kind of dependence that does not want me to leave.

The magic assistant at the door of the warehouse stood there pitifully, looking at me expectantly, with that little resentful look in his eyes, he almost didn't ask me.

I didn't care if Debra could see it or not, and waved lightly to her in the container, regardless of whether she could hear it or not, I said softly: "I'll see you again in a few days."

He turned and left the laboratory warehouse where only one glassware was placed.

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The door to the warehouse of the Magic Pharmacy Department was open, and the warehouse was empty.

Qige was wearing a simple black magic robe, with her sleeves rolled up to reveal a white jade-like arm. She stood beside the shelves and looked up. The entire rows of shelves had become empty. She frowned, her curved eyebrows Raised high, three vertical lines are engraved on the smooth forehead.

I didn't expect that it has reached such a point now that even the internal herbal medicine warehouse of the magic pharmacy research department of the Imperial Magic Research Institute is declared to be out of magic herbs.

The imperial capital, the most prosperous place in the Grimm Empire, requires external supplies for all resources, but now the grand dukes in all provinces of the empire are caught in plane wars. At this time, other supplies are okay, but only the magic herbs have been completely cut off. supply.

In the original words of Duke Ryan: I can't keep my plane, and the wounded soldiers under my command can't drink the healing potion anymore, and I will send a hammer to the imperial capital with only this little herbal medicine!

That's right, this is a true portrayal of the feelings of the dukes in various provinces. They expect that at the most critical juncture of this kind of war, as the most powerful man in the Green Empire-Charles the Great can send his elite army , to help them drive away the intruders from those planes. It's a pity that even though Emperor Charles had a group of elite knights, there were too many battles in each plane. Among the royal family, the princes who could lead the battle had already entered the battlefield, but It still seems a bit useless.

It was at this time that the supply of materials to the Imperial Capital of Grimm had shrunk a lot. The worst thing was that the imperial capital was extremely short of healing magic herbs. In fact, not only healing magic herbs, but other herbs were also scarce.

"Jijia, I want all the magical herbs you have hoarded there, and help me transport them to the imperial capital!" Qige didn't look back, but just said this to me lightly.

I didn't ask the reason, nor did I hesitate, and said decisively: "Okay!"

Qige finally turned around and looked at her eyes full of anger, as if she was on the verge of a rage. She tried her best to control her anger and took a few steps towards the warehouse door, but she couldn't hold back and kicked her away. Sealing the magic box in an eyesore, the box made of metal rune plates slid on the ground for more than ten meters, and hit the table leg, making a muffled sound.

I walked out of the magic herb warehouse with an angry face, Takama and I looked at each other, and hurriedly followed.

(End of this chapter)