my age of magic

Chapter 871
Passing through the round arched stone gate of the Academy of Magic, Mrs. Alia walked leisurely while admiring the exquisite reliefs on the columns of the corridors on both sides.

The maid following behind her was the beautiful girl who ran out to lead me the way when I first went to Babington Manor. Now she stands tall and graceful behind Mrs. Alia, and saw me standing in front of Yerkes scholar On the stone steps at the entrance of the laboratory, he lowered his head with a smile and saluted me gently.

Originally, I wanted to go to the residence to find Mrs. Alia in the afternoon, but I didn't expect to meet here.

I pointed to a wooden bench in a courtyard garden from a distance, and we sat down on the bench together. The stamens hanging down like red tassels from the Hongjin tree next to it hung all over the branches, and the light red pollen was like a burst of flowers. A light mist filled the courtyard, exuding a slightly sweet fragrance.

"Is the summer festival going well?" Mrs. Alia asked me as she sat on a bench lazily stretching her body in a thin long skirt.

I sat down on the other side of the bench and said to her, "Well, it's fine."

I asked her, "Are you here to find Qige?"

"That's right! The production of exhaust fans has been put on the schedule, and I can't see you recently. Since they are going to be promoted as daily life magic products, the appearance of the products is particularly important! I brought a few exhaust fans The sample of the wooden casing of the fan needs your comments." Mrs. Alia said to me.

The personal maid handed an exquisite wooden box to Mrs. Alia. Some varnish was painted on the wooden box, and the delicate texture on the wooden board was clearly visible. The carpenters carved some patterns of flowers, birds, trees and vines on the wooden box. Exquisite carpentry craftsmanship makes this wooden box look beautiful.

"Is this one made by Qige?" I took the wooden box with one hand, and rubbed the wood grain on it with the other hand. The varnish was polished very smooth on the surface of the wooden box, and every pattern was carved lifelike The exquisite wood carving technique makes this wooden box look like a handicraft.

"Yes." Mrs. Alicia replied.

I turned the wooden box over and saw that the structure was very strong, and said to her: "It's not bad, let's take this one."

Lady Alia winked at me and asked, "Not looking at the others?"

I thought about it for a while, and then said: "If there is any, I hope it is a simple type, preferably a wooden box made of oak boards, which can be more durable and reduce the cost to a minimum. Since To become a life-like magic item, I hope this kind of exhaust fan can enter thousands of households like the magic caravan."

"You mean this kind?" Mrs. Alia took another wooden box with an extremely simple structure from the maid. This wooden box is made of flat wooden boards and painted with a layer of black paint on the outside. very heavy.

"Well, that's it." When I saw that wooden box, I knew that this wooden box was exactly what I wanted.

He took the wooden box over and weighed it with both hands, and it really weighed heavily.

I sighed softly, and said to Mrs. Aliya: "However, before solving the mass production of magic pattern arrays, the cost of exhaust fans still cannot be reduced. If we can find another type of rune plate processing The solution to the craft is just like stencil printing the fine gold magic pattern."

The corners of Mrs. Aliya's mouth were slightly upturned, but she didn't speak. She had a half-smile, as if she was about to say something.

The Babington family has been operating magic rune plates in San Carlos City for hundreds of years. Mrs. Alia was once the head of the Babington family in the imperial capital area, so she is naturally very familiar with the process of processing rune metal plates.Seeing her smiling but not answering, probably because she has a different point of view from mine, and she doesn't want to refute me.

Whether it is the Yerkes scholar or Mrs. Alia, they have preconceived stubbornness about traditional inscriptions.

In their eyes, only magicians can draw magic circles on magic metal or monster leather, and they think that the magician's manipulation of mana is the key to drawing magic circles.

Sooner or later, I will find a solution!I have been thinking this way in my heart, and consciously told me that those secrets are hidden in those Hextech blueprints.

I said to Mrs. Aliya: "But now let's calm down and make this exquisite exhaust fan! Taking advantage of the mithril rune boards on the imperial capital's side are out of stock, it is estimated that we will occupy the entire imperial capital market Good timing, after all there is no competition, is there?"

"Well, this kind of exhaust fan seems to be selling really well!" Mrs. Aliya said to me, "A few days ago, the first batch of 'miniature tornado' fine gold magic pattern red copper rune plates were given by the magician' After the magic pattern, the workshop assembled the first batch of exhaust fans overnight. Originally, according to my promotion plan, in the magic material trading hall of the Tower of Pride, the magic shops in various regions of the imperial capital, and the trading centers established by various provinces in the imperial capital Businesses, etc., I am ready to do a promotion in these places."

She was leaning on the armrest of the bench, resting her chin with one hand, with a hint of joy on her fair and pretty face.

Mrs. Aliya looked a little excited, and said to me: "I still clearly remember that at that time, I walked into a magic shop in the magic material trading hall of the Tower of Pride with an exhaust fan. The shopkeeper's eyes were almost wide open. It's round, that expression of gnashing teeth and wanting to snatch the exhaust fan from my hand... I suddenly realized that this kind of exhaust fan does not need the first round of promotion in the imperial capital, you know the owner of the magic shop Want to talk to me about something?"

Her lips looked so sexy, and her eyes were full of longing and hope for the future.

I frowned and said to her, "Could it be that I want to talk to you about the agency rights of the exhaust fan?"

"It's only now that I understand where your confidence in this exhaust fan comes from. Why did you buy a rune board workshop that was on the verge of bankruptcy so casually? Why did you and Qige have any influence on the magic market in the imperial capital? With such a strong confidence, the Academy of Magic may have already highly praised this exhaust fan, right?" Mrs. Alia asked me shrewdly.

Mrs. Alia has a very keen sense of business, and she is good at business operations. I think this kind of intuition for business should be regarded as some kind of talent.

We talked about the weaving workshop of the magic-weave spider silk cloth again. After the production capacity of that workshop is fully released, the [-] pieces of magic-weave spider silk ingots will not last long at all. It is said that Madam Alia's magic-weave spider silk cloth It has spread all over the high-end tailors in the imperial capital. As for how much of this high-end fabric can be used to make magic robes, it depends on how interested the upper-class duchesses and royal family members in the imperial capital are in this fabric.

This kind of fabric with excellent magic conductivity was originally the most suitable for cutting high-end magic robes, but now Mrs. Alia's sales route is to directly push these expensive fabrics to those nobles and celebrities. The smooth cloth has an irresistible fatal attraction to those noble ladies.

It seems that the orders for the magic-weave spider silk cloth are also piled up on Madam Alia's desk.

Perhaps because of the monopoly of the market, only Mrs. Alia holds the high-grade magic-weave spider silk cloth, so the price of this kind of cloth in the imperial capital market seems a bit unimaginable, but you can set your sights on the high-grade magic-weave spider silk Who is not a royal nobleman or a duchess?

For these noble ladies, the gold coins on the account book should be calculated according to the warehouse, and the magic crystal should be counted according to the treasure chest.

Later, we talked about the order of light steel rails with North Duisburg, so Mrs. Alia asked me: "Those light steel rails have filled the warehouse at the airport, and there will be a steady stream of steel rails to the airport. By the way, do you want to rent another warehouse to load the remaining light steel rails?"

I rubbed my temples lightly, thought for a while, and said, "Oh, I don't need this, find time...I don't think it's better...I might as well go to the airport to deal with it in person tomorrow, and you are responsible for contacting North Duisburg. Let it stop for a day tomorrow, and continue to deliver light rails to the warehouse at the airport the day after tomorrow, I guess there has been a long wait."

At this time, I can see the dwarf advisor Bernd's distraught look. His temper and patience are not as good as his drinking capacity, which is a common problem among dwarves.

I remembered the order of iron nails scattered in more than 20 blacksmith shops, so I asked Mrs. Alia: "By the way, how is the processing progress of 20 iron nails? Maybe this is just a small start. These nails are not enough to completely fasten [-] light steel rails to the sleepers."

"It shouldn't be a big problem." Mrs. Aliya turned her head and said to the personal maid behind her, "Bring me that nailed account book."

The personal maid looked smart, and quickly took out an account book from her satchel, squatted beside Mrs. Alia, pointed to the rows of data on the account book, and whispered softly in Alia's ear. Mrs. Alia handed over this matter to her personal maid, who carefully recorded the production situation of each blacksmith workshop and did it very meticulously.

Mrs. Alia is very busy every day. In the afternoon, she has to meet with the manager in charge of the cloth business at the auction house. We sat on a bench in the garden and after sorting out all these things, Mrs. Alia will He hastily left the Magic Research Institute with his personal maid.

I didn't expect that as soon as I walked out of the gate of the research institute, I was surrounded by several magic shop owners waiting in the trading hall at the entrance. These well-informed shop owners knew that Mrs. Alia had some exhaust fans in their hands. Want to get a piece of it.

Seeing Mrs. Aliya dealing with those businessmen with ease from a distance, I turned and walked into Qige's laboratory.

Unexpectedly, Takama, the lizard maid, stood outside the laboratory and stopped me, and whispered to me that the director and vice-principal Bruce of the Academy of Magic are discussing some important matters with Qige. things, and told no one to disturb.

I didn't come at the right time, thinking that I hadn't visited Deborah in Schindler University's laboratory for a while, so I said hello to Takama, then turned and ran to Schindler University's laboratory.

The Sindeki University scholar has a high status in the research institute, and the laboratory he enjoys is the most luxurious among many scholars. The whole laboratory has several warehouse secret rooms attached to it, which are used to store the unfinished experiments of the Sindeki University scholar. For products, many glass containers are filled with nutrient solutions, and various organisms soaked in them are also varied.

Seeing me push the door and walk in, the magic assistant in charge of managing the warehouse of the Schindki University Scholar Laboratory seemed to have seen a relative, and there was a feeling of tears in his eyes. He ran to my side quickly, with an excited expression on his face. Said: "Jijia, I'm looking forward to you!"

I looked at the magic assistant in astonishment, and asked him, "What happened? Do you still need to inject blood into the jar?"

He is an extremely careful junior magician, otherwise Schindeki would not have entrusted him to take care of the warehouse secret room.

He shook his head before saying: "Jijia, the succubus has shown obvious signs of waking up in the past few days, so I haven't had a good rest these days, I'm worried that she won't know when she will wake up out of the tank, destroying the other test subjects of Scholar Schindeki."

"Are you really going to wake up?" I asked the magic assistant, who nodded heavily.

When he thought that he would no longer have to feed this harpy with his own blood, he felt a lot more relaxed. He thought that since he said he would help Rengar take care of his daughter, he couldn't just watch her do it so easily. die.

I said to the magic assistant: "Then, please take me to see her!"

The magic assistant said happily: "As you wish, it's best if you can wake her up today and take her away. Otherwise, when she wakes up by herself, I can't stop her from destroying this warehouse."

Pushing open the big iron door of the warehouse, I felt a telepathic connection with the extremely familiar atmosphere.

I can even feel the powerful pacing of the heart in her chest. The blood in the chest is squeezed out by the invisible force, rushes out along the arteries, passes through various organs in the body, returns to the veins, and flows back into the blood vessels. Among the ventricles.

After stepping into the secret room, I saw that Deborah, who was soaked in the green liquid not far away, had an obvious struggle. The wings wrapped around her body showed signs of loosening, and her clear face showed a trace of The color of painful struggle.

The magic beast breath possessed by Deborah was released, so that the magic assistant was only willing to shrink at the warehouse door and peek inside.

Every time I take a step closer to the glass container, Deborah's heart beats faster. Deborah is a descendant of the Harpy Queen, which is different from other ordinary Harpy's ugly appearance and gray sparrow-like feathers. Deborah originally had snow-white feathers and a beautiful appearance, but on the operating table of Schindki University, only Deborah's head and a wing with white feathers were left, and the other parts were replaced with succubus sexy body.

The coercion of the monster released from Deborah's body was probably unintentionally released by her violent heart pacing.

The expression on her face was a bit painful, her whole body seemed to be firmly locked by invisible shackles, two wings, one black and one white, completely wrapped her body, as if sensing my constant approach, when I walked to the glass The moment she stood still in front of the container, Deborah suddenly opened her eyes...

Her eyes were full of disgust, killing, and coldness. She looked at me suspiciously. Her body soaked in the container stretched her black and white wings slightly, stretched out her dark gray arms, and pressed her delicate palms on the inside of the glass container. , with confusion, hesitation, and ignorance in his eyes...

(End of this chapter)