Mage Joan

Joan sat at his desk for a long time, still unable to make up his mind, he took out a piece of copper wire, cast 3 rings of "short message" to send a letter to Hailar, and asked her about Professor Trofim Moriarty's style in the school Comment.

Soon after, Joanne received a reply from Hailar. The magic wave of the loaded message was transmitted back through the magic net, and turned into a ball of red light, suspended in front of Joan, trembling slightly.

The moment Joan held the ball of light, Hailar's voice echoed in his mind.

Joan silently listened to Hailar's introduction and learned that the Professor Moriarty was from the Far East region of the Old World. He joined the Meadgarde University's Austrian Academy of Law last fall. So far, he has not accepted a student.

"Professor Moriarty is like a fan. No one on the university campus really understands his details."

"This man claimed to be a 12th-level mage, but from the two papers he wrote, the actual spell-casting ability clearly exceeded his own declared level."

"It's really strange! Most scholars are keen on reputation, a newly recruited Austrian professor, in order to win the respect of colleagues and the worship of students as soon as possible, it is not surprising to brag about his academic achievements and ability to cast spells, deliberately conceal the true level. It’s too abnormal-unless he has any untold secrets!"

"Professor Moriarty has a suspicious origin. He has no foundation at Meadgard University, and this person has a lonely and weird style of work. He usually seldom interacts with his colleagues. Even a student has refused to accept him since he was hired. Lack of enthusiasm for teaching, I am afraid he will still find a reason to be absent from the admissions meeting this year!"

"Even if you intend to quit, with Professor Moriart's eccentric character, you may not be willing to accept you as a student. I advise you not to deal with this kind of weirdo. It is the best choice to apply for the graduate student of Dean Franklin. You are retesting The outstanding performance in the course, Mr. Dean should not refuse to accept you as a disciple."

After listening to Hailar's suggestion, Joanne didn't reply any more, silently wound the copper wire in his hand into a coil, and put it back in his jacket pocket.

The words that Hailar said to him just now were all reasonable suggestions made from the standpoint of friends, and Joan was grateful for this. But Hailar probably didn't expect it. Her advice to Joan had a contrary effect to her original intention.

It was after hearing Hailar's introduction that Joan realized that he had many similarities with Professor Moriarty.

For example, both of them come from a distant foreign country. In this strange city, they are alone, without relatives and without reason.

Hailar criticized Professor Moriarty for being lonely and eccentric, and very uncommunicative. How could Joanne himself not have such a character?

Hailar suspected that Professor Moriarty's intention to conceal his strength was hypocritical, and even suspected that he was unpredictable. But she did not understand that sometimes people had to keep their secrets.

For example, Joan, even if he dare not reveal his "mythical power" to his relatives and friends, in order to keep it secret, he would have to lie hard without reluctance.

Rather than obscure his reputation, he would rather be obscured, focus on his studies, and avoid trouble caused by too much limelight-Professor Moriarty may have similar difficulties.

Joan had a hunch in his mind. Professor Moriarty was the ideal mentor who came to Meadgard not far from him. His sincere attitude revealed in the reply also moved him deeply and felt like-minded.

After a long period of consideration, Joan finally did not accept Hailar's advice, and wrote a reply to Professor Moriarty overnight, hoping to come under his door and follow him for further study.

Qiao Ann was relieved when using the "Short Message Technique" to send out this letter, and then raised a new doubt. .

Hailar had warned him that this Professor Moriarty seemed to have no interest in students. It was also under the pressure of the dean to attend the admissions meeting today, so he had to go to the stage and wrote his own letter to recommend himself, would he not? Will they be dismissed by the other party as an excuse?

That would be too shameful!

Just when Joan was suffering, the magic wave set off in front of him, and a small red ball of light appeared, which was the carrier of "short message technique".

Joan held the light ball, read the information, and then took a sigh of relief.

"SMS" was sent by Professor Moriarty. The content is only one sentence: "Congratulations, Mr. Vida, just made a wise decision."

...

The next morning, Joan entered the campus of Meadgard University as a student for the first time. With a hint of nervousness, he went to visit the laboratory hosted by Professor Moriarty.

The "wind-operated ladder" transported Joan to the top floor of the experiment building. The door of the ladder was open. In front of him was a straight corridor. Opposite the corridor was Professor Moriarty's laboratory.

Joan stopped at the door and lightly knocked on the closed door of the laboratory.

The thick mahogany door is very sound-proof, and Joan can't hear the footsteps on the opposite side. The door opens abruptly in front of him. A beautiful and **** Qianying stands opposite the threshold, smiling and saying "please come in" to him.

Joan's nervous nerve quivered, and after a brief stun, he nodded his thanks and hurriedly walked into the laboratory. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at the eyes of the woman who opened the door for him. His heart was intertwined with surprise and embarrassment.

Beautiful woman, Joan has seen much, but never seen a young girl dressed up so **** and exposed.

The girl who opened the door for her was slender, beautiful, and her pointed ears indicated her elven blood, and also obscured her true age.

Her hair and eyes are charming burgundy, except for a hairpin tied with a bow, only a pink sleeveless apron with pleated lace is worn all over her body, and the hem of the apron barely covers the legs .

Contrary to Joan’s impression of the female elves who are generally thin because of their excessive slimness, the glamorous girl’s chest swelled to a near-malformed shape, as if she might break the tight apron in front of her chest at any time.

When she turned back to close the door, Joan accidentally saw her back, and was surprised to find that she did not wear underwear, and a large piece of snow-white skin was uncovered in front of him...

The bold dress of this tempting crime, the burgundy eyes, and the charming smile on the corner of her lips made her look less like an elf, but more like a succubus from a bottomless abyss.

Just when Joan was confused, the **** girl closed the door and turned back, smilingly stepped closer to him, and asked softly, "Dear visitor, welcome to Master Moriarty's laboratory. Listen to your orders."

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