Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 643 Who is the Target?
Nearly a month after entering school, Alec decided to write a letter to Voge. He sat at his desk in the dormitory, carefully selected a piece of smooth and clean manuscript paper and began to write.

“To Vogel:

"How is your life on the ground? Have you been to the ruins recently? If it is too dangerous for a person, it is better not to go. I found that there are many part-time jobs in the tower for apprentices to make money, such as research assistants. The remuneration is very good compared to the ground.

"Of course, the prices here are not cheap. You have to pay a price to eat bread. Fortunately, the Earl generously sponsored my living expenses. Of course, when I find a part-time job, I will decline your subsequent financial support.

"Here, I heard from the wizard who studies the main plane that the ground is becoming more and more unstable, and there may be a new round of disasters. I will save money as soon as possible to let you come to the astral world. If it's too late, I can only ask the Count for help. Vog, it's time to say goodbye to the earth. The astral dwarves are very happy. They are developing very well in the fire elemental plane. They are all rich by mining and drink dynamite wine every day."

Alec wrote a long and eloquent letter and also prepared explosive wine and a set of fine tools to send to Voge.

"I advise you to just send a letter, and keep the words short. The money for delivering a message is calculated by the number of letters." Seeing Alec making such a big fuss, Jonas couldn't help but remind him, "As for mailing, forget it now. The postage is far more than the value of what you plan to send. You can take a boat when my father comes to pick me up and take these things with you."

Alec hadn't thought about the cost of postage. After getting the rate from Jonas, he immediately packed up the things he had prepared for Voge and started writing again.

"Have you finished writing? Come on, come with me to a study group."

"what?"

"I found a very interesting club, don't you want to check it out?"

"Have you changed your mind?" Alec was a little worried. Now that Jonas was being targeted by the Imperials, it was not good to be too active. Although the scarred man had not appeared since that day, and there was no sign of anyone causing trouble for them, this was Alec's last warning.

Jonas didn't care about the episode at all. "It is said that the workshop passed down a lot of magic tricks, which cannot be learned in class. The teacher is too lazy to teach these, especially for those of us who are just starting out."

A few days after they entered school, they finally started to learn spellcasting, but even first-level spells were not easy for the two of them, and there was a limit on the number of times they could cast them. Jonas's drive meter had been reset and he was waiting to recover.

There is no limit to the number of times a magic trick can be performed. The young man found out that every study group would exchange this kind of introductory magic, and the large study group also mastered the secret zero-ring spell, which was very attractive to him.

The "Night Owl Society" he found did not have any cumbersome assessment interviews, and joining only required passing a "ritual test."

The more Alec listened, the less reliable it seemed. He tried to dissuade him for safety reasons, but Jonas had already made up his mind: "If we want to be safe, we have to band together and find some brothers, right?"

That's not what you said when you first entered school! Alec still remembers that Jonas followed his father's words at first, but these days, after getting familiar with the environment, it seems that his true nature has been revealed.

Alec had no choice but to go with him, following the Night Owl Society's brochure. When they arrived at the place, they were both stunned.

The Night Owl Society occupied an open-air lawn, which was very rare in the Tower of All Arts. There were building corridors on all four sides, and a permanent air bubble was fixed above the lawn. From the sky, they seemed to be in the elemental plane of air.

The lawn was divided into grids and numbered. A beast of burden, common in the plane of air, was floating slowly on it. Inside and outside the corridor and on the edge of the lawn were members watching. They were shouting and yelling, their faces flushed, and each of them had a ticket and a bottle of wine in their hands.

Seeing a new student coming, a member came over and waved a handful of bills: "Come and choose a grid."

"what?"

"If the beast poops in the grid you selected, you can win money. I see that the current prize pool is more than 1300 alliance tickets. There are twelve people sharing the middle grid, and even fewer people betting on the edge grids. The probability is small but the profit is greater.

"Since you are freshmen, you can choose a grid for free. If you have money, you can cast a wide net."

Jonas chose carefully and even put down a 60-piece bet to buy an extra square. Alec thought it was ridiculous and just picked a card at random.

Just after the draw, while the ticket collector was still counting, the onlookers cried out in surprise: "It's pulled! It's pulled!" "Oh my God, this thing is pulled in the corner! The most biased grid!"

"Theta-8! Who bought this grid?"

Everyone was just sighing and groaning, only Alec tremblingly raised the ticket he had drawn at random. He won, and took away the huge sum of thousands of alliance coupons.

"F*ck!" Jonas couldn't help but swear. Other members came over and said, "Newcomer? Haven't joined our study club yet? That won't do. You're our great prophet."

Alec's "shitty luck" drives Jonas a little crazy: "What about me? I want to join in, too."

"You, I want to see if you want to join. You need to go through a test." This probably meant that Jonas needed to bring back a rare item from the abandoned area of ​​the magic tower. "Anything will do. We will decide whether it is valuable or not, and whether you are qualified enough."

"Bullshit, you're kidding me." Jonas was about to give up when the senior stepped in and said, "You have other options, freshman. For example, throw away all your clothes, kiss that beast of burden, or blow up the regular records office."

But Alec took the job: "Let's go treasure hunting. Give us a rough map and directions."

He became interested when he heard this, because when he was in the Earldom, Alec was one of the two strongest scavengers, the other one was of course Voger.

The member who put forward the conditions by "two people" was a little hesitant, but when he saw the president nod, he also agreed.

"The abandoned area is located in a secondary plane near the plane of fire. The mages later discovered the existence of a decay field and abandoned the building complex. But don't worry, it's no problem to stay there for just a few hours or even a day or two."

The two of them accepted it with some hesitation, and since tomorrow was also a day off, they agreed to go to the designated area.

The member of the Imperial Faction who received the news couldn't believe that there was such a good thing, and he quickly invited a "mercenary" - the Star Mage who was stranded in the Tower of All Arts in the name of academic exchange.

"Only one night? That's too rushed. It's very complicated to tamper with the magic circle, and you also require the teleporter to be 100% safe, which will cost extra money." Even though he was known for his space magic, the mercenary still felt embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely have you. How can I miss such a good opportunity?"

The next morning, the members of the Night Owl Society woke up early on their day off for the first time. They didn't want to miss the event. The president said to the two new members, "Go through this door and you'll be in the abandoned area. We don't know how many floors there are. Let me make it clear that we have already searched the outer three floors. You have to go deeper to get the good stuff."

"Got it." Alec, who had just finished collecting the scavenger's equipment, left a word, turned around handsomely and pulled Jonas into the abandoned area. There wasn't even a magic lamp lit up here. Fortunately, Alec got a headlamp from the Devourer City.

After the first cross corridor, there was a winding passage. Alec asked, "Are you sure? It would be risky to go any further."

"The History of Magic teacher is familiar with my dad. I agreed with him that if I don't come back by noon, he would find a way to get me back." Jonas said proudly.

"If those members knew you were reporting the teacher, they would definitely not do it."

"If we are fine, then other people won't know. If something happens to us, will we still care about the affairs of the Study Club?"

"That does make sense," Alec secretly envied. It was great to have a father to back him up so he could do whatever stupid things he wanted.

After making final mental preparations, the two set off. When they were about to open the third door, Alec suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Alec reached out to open the door, but he retracted his hand and rubbed his fingertips, which were very clean: "There is not a speck of dust on the door handle. Someone has been here recently." As he said that, he turned on the headlights, trying to see more clearly.

Unexpectedly, the door opened automatically, and the circuit on the door frame operated abnormally, sparks flew everywhere. A hand grabbed from behind the door, and two people suddenly appeared behind them and pushed them over.

Alec wanted to protect Jonas, but soon he realized that all the attackers seemed to be targeting him. From the corner of his eye, he saw Jonas being thrown aside after being knocked unconscious by a spell, while he was surrounded by many masked men and wrapped in a thick wool blanket, unable to move.

(End of this chapter)