my age of magic

Chapter 773 273. The Messenger of the Prince of Wales

Takama, in an elegant linen gown, pushed open the stained-glass windows to let in a ray of morning light.

Qige's laboratory is on the easternmost side of the fourth floor of the Tower of Pride, from here you can see the first ray of sunlight at the dawn of the imperial capital.

A gust of wind came in from the window with a cool breeze, dispelling the stale air in the room. I rubbed my sore fingers, the knuckles of my fingers were a little stiff from holding the pen for a long time, and a bowl of fresh milk and sugar added Tea is in front of me, and Takama can always do these things quietly.

I stretched out my hand to pick up the exquisite silver teacup, the uncontrollable trembling of my arms caused the milk tea in the cup to ripple in circles, fortunately I put down the teacup and lay on the soft sofa with my head up, feeling tired all of a sudden It came like a flood, making me a little drowsy.

The glass bottle container next to the experiment table is filled with primary healing potions. These liquids have a ruby-like translucent color. Takama squats next to the container, scoops out the healing potions, and pours them into small glass bottles one by one. , and then put on a cork with a simple shape. This kind of cork covered with a layer of magic antelope skin is engraved with seal magic patterns, which can prevent the magic power in the healing potion from volatilizing to the greatest extent.

Takama's hands are very flexible and her coordination is very good. She skillfully put the glass bottle filled with healing potion into the wooden box.This kind of wooden box is more like a beehive, with layers of wooden boards inside, those healing potions are firmly embedded in the grooves of the wooden boards, and rows of glass bottles are packed into the wooden box, which looks like eggs Rows of eggs are placed on top of each other. After stacking one layer, another layer of wooden trays is placed, followed by a layer of healing potions.

Fortunately, in the early days, with the help of Kalantso, the orcs in the underground caves of Xinliu Valley ground the hemostatic grass stored in the warehouse into medicinal juice, which saved a lot of preparation time. In fact, Qige Healing potions have been concocted all night long.

As an outstanding scholar of magic pharmacy, Qige has a high degree of control over magic potions. Even if dozens of bottles of potions are prepared together, the medicinal properties inside can be well neutralized. This time, for the first time, she did not When preparing the healing potion, other unconstrained ideas arise, and the honestly configuring the healing potion makes the configuration process very smooth.

Boxes of healing potions are piled up at the door of the laboratory, there are as many as forty boxes, and there are No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-] crazy potions and powerful troll potions prepared by Qige. Potions are more valuable.

I also stayed up all night, and I was busy making the most basic 'hydrotherapy' magic scroll all night. This thing is the simplest first-level magic. The structure of the magic pattern is very simple, and I draw it very fast. This night In a short time, I drew more than 80 pictures.

There were still messy magic scrolls on the experimental table at the side. Katerina yawned and put the magic scrolls into the magic sealing box.Together with some ice magic scrolls and three 'Magic Catalysis' scrolls, this time I have prepared two magic scrolls for the Prince of Wales.

Finally, there are ten boxes of hemostatic bandages. These hemostatic bandages can treat many more wounded than forty boxes of healing potions, but the bandages cannot save the seriously injured.

Qige came out from the lounge behind the laboratory screen. She just took a shower, and her hair was still a little wet. A breeze hovered around her body, as if it was alive, just blowing her a little wet hair, she Wearing a long skirt cut from white silk, the slender waist is tied with a ribbon, which sets off her beautiful figure, and the ruby ​​​​on her neck is bright and eye-catching.

She came out and asked Takama, "Has the messenger from Wales come yet?"

Takama quickly replied: "It's already waiting in the garden outside the institute!"

Qige told Takama: "Go and invite him in, I have something to tell him."

"As ordered!"

Takama turned and walked out.

Katerina closed the lid of the magic sealing box, then looked at Qige, and asked with a smile: "Shall we avoid it for a while?"

The so-called "we" in Katerina's mouth, of course, also includes me.

"Anything!" Qige said indifferently.

She sat on the chair behind the test bench, found a hair rope, and combed her loose long hair into a ponytail.

We are not interested in meeting the envoy of the Prince of Wales. Katerina and I took the opportunity to run to the lounge behind the screen. There was a soft couch inside. I tried to lie on it. It was very comfortable. The familiar fragrance, Katerina sitting beside me, the scene at this moment is like returning to the happy time in the magic caravan, when I killed the first time, I was slowly embraced by her warm embrace. Drive out the shadows deposited in your heart.

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Speaking of the fact that the Welsh envoy sent back to the imperial capital was able to be sent by the Prince of Wales to the imperial capital for help at such a critical juncture, there is no doubt that he must be the most trusted person of the Prince of Wales.

And he must also be a son of a noble family with a prominent family background, otherwise it will be difficult to move an inch in the circle of the imperial capital. The imperial capital, most of the resources going to the city, are in the hands of the nobles of the upper class. .

Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Sidney pushed open the door of the laboratory and walked in wearing a straight dress. He wore a delicate Western rapier on his waist, a glittering Viscount Medal on his chest, and his short light-blond hair was well-shaven. Meticulous, with an aristocratic haughty expression in his bones, his chin slightly raised, and he walked in with his mouth pursed.

"Sidney, Lieutenant of the Seventh Knights of the Royal Family, has seen Her Royal Highness Princess Qige!" Sidney gave a formal military salute to Qige. Seeing his dark circles, I guess he must have been there a lot in the past few days. Asking for help everywhere, but without satisfactory results, otherwise he would not look so tired.

At this time, even the so-called friends of the nobles in the wealthy families in the imperial capital, some cannot protect themselves, some want to take the opportunity to weaken the power of the Prince of Wales, and some want to watch the fire from the other side. Not many people helped the Prince of Wales.

So that Sidney returned to the imperial capital for five days, almost nothing. .

If I hadn't heard Sidney say this, I would have almost forgotten that Qige still has the status of a "princess". The quasi-princess of His Royal Highness seems to have more weight in these identities, but Lieutenant Sidney's more flattering ducheng Qige is His Royal Highness, and there are some careful thoughts in it.

"Sidney, what do you want to do when you come back to the Imperial Capital this time?" Qige sat on the back chair behind the test bench, showing a faint majesty, which immediately cheered up Sidney who had just walked into the laboratory. , answered Qige's question cautiously.

"I would like to meet His Majesty Charles, and ask him to send a knight order into the Warsaw plane. At this moment, the evil ghost army has laid out the army on the north bank of the Kampato River. If His Majesty Charles can send a knight order to go around Let the enemy's supply line be involved in the back of the evil spirit army, then the coalition forces of our Knights and the Busman family will completely bury the evil spirit army on the opposite side of the Kampato River." Sidney talked eloquently, He must have been preparing for this sentence for a long time.

Qige narrowed his eyes, stroked the armrest with one hand, sneered twice, and said only: "This should be just your personal idea, Wales will not have such fantasies! And at this time, Emperor Charles the Great will never summon you. "

Sidney's expression darkened, and he said, "Your Highness, you are right, I have not seen Your Majesty."

Qiger asked Sidney: "Have you found Prince Eric?"

"The third prince brought a batch of supplies into the Vashj plane a few days ago." Sidney said with a wry smile.

"This cunning fox!" Qige spat lightly, and then asked Sidney: "This time you come to ask for help, what do you mainly want to take away from the imperial capital?"

Sidney said without hesitation: "Healing potions, many constructed knights in the knight order were injured and could not heal in time, and there have been some downsizing."

Qige's eyes fell on a row of magic sealing boxes by the wall, and then said to Sidney: "There are enough healing potions there, but I hope you came to the Tower of Pride this time and brought enough people to deliver these healing potions." Potions, there are not a few people in the imperial capital who are willing to go crazy for the healing potions, and this batch of healing potions must not be lost, and the magic herbs in the imperial capital's magic material market have long been sold out."

When Sidney heard Qige say this, his eyes lit up, he opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Qige with a surprised look, as if he hadn't expected Qige to take out a batch of healing potions so readily.

Following Qige's gaze, he saw at least fifty large wooden boxes stacked against the wall of the laboratory, and two magic sealing boxes were also placed there side by side.

Sidney couldn't help but looked back at Qige overjoyed, and then said, "Your Highness..."

Qige waved to Sidney very impatiently, and then said: "Needless to say, take these medicines and disappear from my eyes as soon as possible. Here is a letter. You bring it to Wales and tell him about these treatments. Let him use slaves to pay me for potions and magic scrolls, and remember that you must take good care of the items in those magic-sealing boxes."

Perhaps Sidney never thought that he would get so many supplies from Qige, and all of them were healing potions that could no longer be bought in the imperial capital market. Before leaving, Sidney once again went straight to Qige A military salute was given.

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The pool in front of the dormitory building of the Royal Academy of Magic looked sparkling under the moonlight.

A few female magicians in the dormitory, wearing cool skirts, were playing by the pool in front of the dormitory. Because it was night, they didn't have to worry about the embarrassment after their skirts were soaked with water.

There was a melodious sound of a piano coming from the pool, and a magic student imitated a bard and sang a ballad. The song was not so pleasant, but it made the night seem indescribably indescribable.

The young mages were sitting by the pool to cool off. Several water magicians gathered together next to the pool downstairs in the dormitory. They actually collectively studied how to cast the magic of 'hydrotherapy' in a simple and effective way. Their discussions were a bit loud , Those voices came into my ears intermittently.

In the Royal Academy of Magic, there are not many magicians who have intensively studied the water system, and there are even fewer magicians who have learned the 'hydrotherapy technique'.

Most of the water magicians chose to learn 'Water Bouncing' for their first water skills. Recently, the upper-class nobles in the entire imperial capital are looking for magicians who are good at water healing magic. The water magicians who had been forgotten in the corner had become hot again.

Dennis, our neighbor who is good at alchemy, went out to experience with the alchemy society, and he didn't know when he would be able to return.

The imperial capital in summer is surrounded by mountains, and the whole basin is like a big furnace, stuffy and hot.

There is a large wooden barrel on the balcony, which contains a large block of ice. A sultry wind blows past the ice block. I lie on the recliner, and I can feel a bit of coldness, which makes me drowsy.

Noah was wearing shorts, with a pair of wooden slippers on his feet, and walked in from the door carrying an empty bottle. He directly took out a bottle of golden cider from my wine cabinet, and then put the empty bottle in a very natural way. go in.

In the dormitory regulations of the Royal Academy of Magic, there is no prohibition on alcohol, so I cleared out the bookshelf and filled it with bottles of golden cider. Anyway, I don’t have any magic books. How about a row of golden ciders!It's just that this is the only wine I'll ever have in my wine cabinet.

Taking a sip of alcohol, Noah sat next to me, poured the golden liquid into the glass, saw the ice in the corner of the balcony, and said enviously: "Jijia, you still enjoy life!"

I said to him: "In our city of El, every family will prepare some ice every summer, and it is not a luxury to spend the summer with ice cubes."

He stretched out his hand to condense a round ice ball in his palm, and put it into his glass. Noah looked at me with some surprise, and I smiled and said to him: "In El City, when we drink golden cider, we usually drink Add some ice cubes."

Noah tried to take a sip, hiccupped happily, and said to me, "This is really delicious!"

He saw that I was playing with a magic scroll in my hand, and there was a gem groove in the center of the scroll, and he took out a magic crystal from his bosom, and said: "What kind of scroll is this, it looks quite weird! "

Not long after his words fell, the magic spar inlaid on the mysterious scroll shattered with a 'snap', Noah's eyes widened, seeing that the scroll had no response, he looked at me in surprise Said: "A magic crystal, is it just gone?"

"I've stuffed more than a dozen magic crystals into this groove, and the result is the same every time!" I said to Noah.

Noah unbelievingly placed a magic crystal into the groove in the center of the scroll. Without any accident, the magic crystal shattered again, and the pure magic power contained in the magic crystal showed no sign of drifting away. Devoured by that mysterious scroll.

Noah and I spread this mysterious scroll on the table, and Noah simply untied the money bag from his waist and put it on the table.

After untying the rope, the magic spar inside was exposed.

"Why don't we play it a few more times and give it a try?" Noah said unwillingly.

"It's useless. It's possible that this scroll is damaged somewhere. I want to check in the library of the college tomorrow. Have you seen these strange magic lines?" I asked Noah.

He shook his head like a rattle, saying that he had never seen such patterns before.

I sighed softly, and began to suspect in my heart: this mysterious scroll is actually used to destroy the magic crystal.

(End of this chapter)