I made up magic and taught a world-destroying witch?

Chapter 83 Departure, Starting with Moving

"Feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything!" Allen said enthusiastically from the side.

Evelyn also looked at Joseph and said, "The White Dove Church isn't too far from Raven Tide Bay. If anything unusual happens near the lighthouse, or if the professor needs records or assistance from the church, please send someone to contact me immediately."

"Alright," Joseph nodded. "At that time, we may indeed need the lighthouse records left by the church from the past."

"I'll have someone prepare in advance," Evelyn said softly. "Please also be careful, Professor. Although the outer area of ​​Raven Tide Bay is mostly inhabited by low-danger monsters, the seawater and mudflats can sometimes be more troublesome than the monsters themselves."

After things were roughly settled, Evelyn prepared to return to the church. As Allen reached the door, he turned back and waved vigorously at Joseph: "Professor, if you encounter a fish that swears, you can come to me! I have experience!"

"—Be careful on the road."

"Hahaha! Don't worry!" Allen replied energetically, and followed Evelyn out of the office.

When Joseph returned to the experimental tower, the reception room had already been tidied up again, just waiting for the cleaning broom to come and finish the final touches.

Mia and Grace were huddled together, whispering to each other. Mia would write a line in her notebook, and Grace would add a couple more sentences.

As Joseph watched this scene, a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

"What are you writing?" Joseph asked.

"Sir! We're packing what we need to take to Yachao Bay the day after tomorrow," Mia said happily.

Grace nodded slightly and said, "I think it's best to prepare in advance."

Mia held up the paper, and Joseph walked over, took it, and glanced at it. The densely written words included "hammer," "waterproof Bush," and "tuxedo," but what the heck was that?

"Are these too many?" Grace asked nervously.

"If we were to live in Yachao Bay for a year and establish a temporary residence at the Sea Eye Lighthouse, this might not be too much."

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Grace: "————" A blush slowly rose on her face.

Mia asked, puzzled, "But aren't we going to be gone for several days?"

Joseph looked at the two of them and suddenly realized something. Mia spent most of her time going back and forth to the blacksmith's shop at home, and didn't have much real off-campus practical experience. Grace was even less so; Her Highness the Third Princess's past travels were probably all about a caravan or attendants, followed by two rows of courtiers. Her understanding of luggage was probably limited to how much a caravan could carry.

No wonder it almost turned into moving house as I was writing.

Joseph placed the list on the table, sat down, and said, "To put it simply, you don't need to bring this much."

Seeing that they were listening attentively, he continued to explain: "When the large teleportation arrays were still functioning properly, academy mages and nobles were indeed used to moving things directly from one place to another. But it's different now. With the teleportation arrays declining in power, the post stations and merchant guild supply points are much more useful than before."

To put it bluntly, the logistics industry has rebounded. Now that the project has funding, we should stop using the primitive packing methods of ascetic moving.

"White Dove Wharf is right next to Crow Tide Bay, and there are hotels on the main pontoon bridge. If you really need anything, you can buy or rent there. If all else fails, you can always go back to Grey Dove Town to buy more."

  

After that, Joseph basically sat on the sidelines and helped them reduce their preparation checklist from the moving level to the normal travel level.

When the cleaning broom drifted in, it paused for a moment, as if it had witnessed some very rare human ritual.

Grace looked at the list, which had been mostly deleted, and suddenly asked, "Did you used to go out often, sir?"

Joseph paused for a moment. He used to go out often, but most of the time he was either going to class, doing an internship, or squeezing onto a bus with his luggage. It was nothing like the off-campus practice at the Royal Academy.

"I have some experience," Joseph concluded.

Grace nodded slightly and asked no further questions.

The next day, everyone was busy packing up. Fortunately, nothing major happened in the experimental tower. Two days later, in the early morning, a carriage was already waiting outside the north gate of the academy.

Mia was wearing a short jacket and long boots that were easy to move in. Her red hair was tied in a high ponytail, and she was carrying a tool bag on her back. She looked like she could jump into a dock and dismantle something at any moment.

Grace changed into a much lighter, lighter-colored coat, with a windproof cape draped over it. She carried a small duffel bag and still looked quite proper, but she had lost much of her usual overly refined aloofness.

Joseph glanced at the two men and then at the not-too-exaggerated amount of luggage at the back of the carriage, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Let's go," he said.

The carriage quickly left the north gate of the academy and headed southeast along the road leading to Grey Pigeon Town.

Unlike the last time they went to Grey Pigeon Town, Grace was finally in the car this time. Mia was excited from the moment she got in, chattering non-stop. Although Grace didn't talk as much as she did, her gaze frequently fell to the outside of the car window, clearly showing more anticipation than usual.

After most of the day, the carriage finally arrived at the outer edge of Yachao Bay. From a distance, the bay's shallow waters and mudflats were densely packed with wooden stakes, and pontoon bridges stretched out one after another, filled with stalls and people coming and going.

Mia pressed herself against the car window and exclaimed, "Wow—!"

Grace also looked out, where a gray lighthouse stood alone on the rocks in the distance. Half of the tower was shrouded in fog, and only the broken ring-shaped shell and a few old supports sticking out like bones remained at the top.

That must be the Sea Eye Lighthouse.

Joseph only glanced at it before realizing that Academician Wade's advice not to rush into anything was absolutely right; this thing didn't look like something you could just move around on your own.

The carriage eventually stopped in front of a floating hut near the main pontoon bridge. The hut was half built on the shore and half on thick wooden stilts, and the sound of the sea lapping against the planks could be heard. A middle-aged woman with very dark skin greeted us.

Academician Wade had made prior arrangements through someone, and she quickly arranged two rooms for them on the inner side.

"It's windy outside at night, and if you're not used to it, you'll keep hearing the wooden planks creaking," the woman said. "The people from the academy should stay inside, so they don't think the house is going to float away in the middle of the night."

Joseph: "————" That sentence is a little unsettling, but being able to live there is already pretty good.

After settling their luggage, Mia and Grace stood on the second-floor wooden corridor, where people were coming and going on the main floating bridge, clearly eager to get started.

"Let's go for a walk first," Joseph said. "Just around the main pontoon bridge, not in any remote areas."

It was his first time visiting Yachao Bay, and since he was already there, he took the opportunity to look around and familiarize himself with the area.

"good!"

Before leaving, Joseph touched the inside pocket of his coat to make sure that he had stuffed his coin purse inside the lining this time. The incident in Grey Pigeon Town where he was forced to buy Tideflower by a little girl and had her copper market stolen had taught him a lesson that was profound enough.

This time, he will absolutely not give anyone another chance.

No matter how chaotic Yachao Bay is, it's impossible for a child to rush up and bump into him, right?

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