Mage Joan

Qiao An froze for a moment, then woke up and quickly squatted, kneeling with "Karl", and stroking the smooth hair of the police dog's neck.

"Hello, Carl, my name is Joan, please take care."

Joan himself felt a little funny when saying hello to the dog, but otherwise he didn't know what to say.

"Wang!"

Carl let out a low growl, and seemed to say hello to him again, with warm goodwill in his eyes.

"Okay boy, we have to hurry up and work. Remember to change to a pair of boots suitable for trekking in the wetland. I will wait for you outside the door."

With a pipe in his mouth, Mr. Pinkerton turned and walked out of the door. Carl turned and followed his master. After two steps, he turned back to Joan “Wang” twice and shook his tail, seeming to urge him to follow.

Joan smiled and waved his hand, beckoning that he would be there soon.

Professor Moriarty touched the storage belt bag, took out a pair of leather boots and handed it to Joan.

Joan took off the precious leather shoes donated by Mrs. Josephine, put on his boots, took off his tuxedo, and put on a light short cloak suitable for hunting in the wild.

Professor Moriarty urged him softly as he changed clothes.

"You follow Ted, pay attention to safety."

"In addition, pay attention to the guy's every move, if you find any abnormal signs, remember to report to me in time."

"Okay, tutor."

Joan promised, but he was more puzzled.

Listening to the instructor's implication, it seems that assisting Mr. Pinkerton in investigating the murder case is still second. His main task is to monitor Mr. Detective himself and report to the instructor in a timely manner.

In this way, did you become a "spy"?

The question that even makes Joan vaguely uneasy is, why did the mentor secretly teach himself to monitor Mr. Pinkerton?

Wouldn't that be a bit... mean to be a thief?

With full of doubts, Joan changed clothes, said goodbye to the instructor, and hurried down the stairs.

Along the way, he was a little confused, as if in a dream mirror, everything seemed very unreal.

In the short half an hour, I changed from a college student who accompanied my instructor on vacation to a partner of the detective Ted Pinkerton, and also played the role of an undercover spy... This is really a mess!

If it is said that the fate of man is controlled by God, Joan, based on his short experience this afternoon, has reason to doubt "Sindra" and "Di Mosi", the two "Goddess of Destiny" in the world of Vales. , Are all "playing spirits" who look at the lively and fearless things!

Walking out of the club door, we saw a horse facing us.

Ted took the reins and turned back to Joanne: "Before it gets dark, we have to get to the edge of the wetland. I'll take you to rent a horse."

"This won't bother you."

Joan swiftly cast a spellcasting gesture, cast the three-ring arcane "Phantom Horse" learned from the instructor not long ago, and summoned a black horse like smoke and mist out of thin air.

The Phantom Horse saddles created by magic are complete, and Joan skillfully turned over and crossed the horseback, nodded to Mr. Detective, and signaled that he was ready to go.

A smile appeared on Ted Pinkerton's face, and Zema ran forward.

Joan quickly urged the horse to follow.

Police dog Karl is keeping up with the horse's pace. Under the heat of the hot summer day, he can run at high speed with ease, and he doesn't even need to stick out his tongue to help dissipate heat.

As an "animal companion" of a high-level ranger, the hound is just the appearance of Karl. The real species should be classified as a "magic beast". The long-distance off-road speed and endurance are far better than the horses.

As for combat effectiveness, both in the "livestock world" or "wildlife world", Karl can be said to exist at the top of the food chain.

Joan followed Ted Pinkerton on his horse, and gradually moved away from the hot spring resort. The vegetation along the road gradually became dense. Under the bushes, the hot springs with white mist everywhere.

After riding for half an hour, there is no ready road ahead. There are endless wetlands in sight.

Under the bright sun of the west slope, two horses and the knight on horseback cast slender silhouettes in the water-vag swamp.

The surroundings were empty and lonely, and no humans or beasts could be seen. In addition to the sound of horseshoes, only the waterbirds occasionally disturbed by the sounds of horseshoes fluttered their wings out of the bushes, circling for a long time in the blue, almost transparent sky.

"Mr. Ted, this is already on the edge of the swamp, and there is no way to move on. Do you decide where to dismount?"

"Little Master, we are here to dismount."

The detective strangled the reins, turned over and leaped off his horseback. The seemingly heavy leather boots stepped on the wet ground that was half a foot of water, and there was no trace. There was no mud on the boot surface.

Joan noticed this unusual sign and immediately remembered that the mentor had told himself before leaving that Ted Pinkerton was a 13th-level "ranger".

"Ranger" is also known as "forest ranger", good at tracking in the wild, but also good at hiding his own trail.

Mr. Pinkerton's inadvertently revealing his "stepping on the water" stunt is supposed to be the high-level ranger's professional ability "stepless."

The surface of the wetland is covered with a layer of waterweed like duckweed, it is difficult to see how deep the mud under the waterweed is.

Joan didn’t have the skillful skills that Mr. Pinkerton had, and he didn’t want to fall into the quagmire hidden under the duckweed. Just before dismounting, he opened the casting material pack, took out a dark green scale, and consumed two “Side Mana”. Bless yourself with 2 rings of "Morph".

Prepared to cast spells, Joan turned and dismounted, and his body was shrouded in golden magic, turning into a "lizard man" covered with blue scale armor.

After the transformation, Joan’s clothes were all incorporated into the body. His bare feet had webbed membranes, like two "boats" floating on the mud, plus a strong tail, as a third support point, enough He made a stride in the muddy wetland, like a flat ground.

Ted Pinkerton noticed that Joan had turned into a lizardman, just a glance of approval.

Police dog Carl was taken aback by the bizarre look that Joan suddenly turned into. He first shrank back alertly and growled in a low voice.

Later, when he realized that the lizardman was not hostile, he nodded to him, and approached up cautiously, sniffing on his scale-covered calf, making a whimper of enlightenment, seeming to recognize him.

After being transformed, he could still be recognized by Carl, and Joan couldn't help but marvel at the intelligence of this police dog.

However, I thought about it fortunately, I was performing the ordinary version of "Morphing". After changing my shape, I still retained the original breath, but I could not hide the keen sense of smell of the police dog.

If the "Mythical Transfiguration" is performed, the flesh is changed from the cellular level, and the body odor becomes exactly the same as that of a real lizardman. Even if Carl's sense of smell is so sensitive, I am afraid he can't recognize himself.

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