Mage Joan

Joan looked through the window in the direction of the quarrel, and the first thing he saw was a boy of his age.

The other person is slightly taller than him, with a fat body, meticulous maroon hair combing, wearing a white silk shirt, a black woolen trench coat, and shiny leather boots, holding a small round hat in his left hand and a cane in his right hand. Approaching the carriage.

The well-dressed rich young master was followed by a dark-skinned boy in a servant uniform. It seemed that he wanted to persuade his young master not to get close to the dirty public carriage, but to take a private carriage prepared for him at home. Unfortunately, his little master was quite stubborn, determined to experience the way ordinary citizens traveled, and shrugged off the little servant to march toward the car door.

"No, Master Thomas! This carriage can't be worthy of your identity! Master will kill me when he knows!"

The little maid also tried to stop it, and the teenager named Thomas waved his cane angrily on his back. The little maid immediately yelled in pain.

"Go away! Bobby, you stupid thing! If you dare to stop me again, I will sell you to the whaling ship!" Thomas screamed.

The little maid was so scared that he cried and choked back two steps. With red eyes and tears, he watched his young master like a triumphant general, boarding the public carriage with pride.

Joan frowned as he saw the scene.

Such a spoiled young master from a large family, who was spoiled since childhood, tends to be arrogant and self-willed, and treats the next person arrogantly and rudely.

However, he can’t get used to his home. This is after all the family affair of others. He has no right to intervene, and he doesn’t want to cause trouble.

Joan came from a country with a simple folk style and didn’t want to deal with the young man in the city. Unfortunately, the teenager named Thomas boarded the car where he was. After getting on the bus, he looked around and walked towards him impromptuly. He sat down in the empty seat next to him, took off his hat and smiled, and said hello.

"Good morning, the weather is good."

"Good morning, the weather is pretty good."

Joan reluctantly nodded for the difficulty. As soon as the words were finished, a cool breeze blew outside the window, and a drizzle of rain fell.

Seeing the sudden change in the weather, Joan and Thomas glanced at each other silently and laughed out loud. Perhaps it was infected by the other party's hearty laughter, and Joan's perception of Thomas also improved.

"How may I call you?"

"Joan Vida."

"My name is Thomas Chap, just call me Thomas. It seems that your accent is not a native?"

"I'm from Delin town, a small country."

"Delin Town, I know! I heard that the golden trout there is good, can you fish?"

"A little..."

Joan was forced to cope with the chatty little master and accompany him to gossip.

At this time the conductor came again, Thomas took out his wallet and planned to buy the ticket.

Joan inadvertently saw a check in his wallet, a few gold coins, but none of the copper and silver coins.

Thomas himself was aware of this problem, hesitated for about a second, and simply grabbed a gold coin and dropped it into the coin slot.

Joan quickly raised his hand to stop him, took out his wallet, and took out a silver coin to help him buy a ticket.

The ticket seller handed over the ticket, and his eyes stayed on Thomas' face for a while, probably thinking that this teenager who was planning to buy tickets with gold coins was a bit strange.

"Thank you, Mr. Vader. Today is my first time in a public carriage, and I forgot to prepare change in advance." Thomas scratched his head embarrassedly.

"You're welcome, just call me Joan, and this is the first time I'm in a public carriage." Joan replied softly.

"Where did you get off?"

"Leiden College."

"It's a coincidence that I also got off at Leiden College, so I don't have to worry about not being able to pay you back!" Thomas said excitedly.

"It's just a silver coin, don't care." Joan pretended to be generous.

"Oh, are you a student of Leiden College?"

"Reluctantly, I will report today."

"I'm going to report too. The Master of Austrian Law School is professional. What about you?"

Joan turned his head in surprise, carefully looked at Thomas for the first time, and answered after a long time: "That's a coincidence, I'm just like you."

Thomas couldn't help but cheer and said with a smile: "It seems that my decision to take a public carriage today is really a correct decision. This is all right. Someone is on the road!"

Common schools and majors have brought the two young people closer. Thomas is a native of Port Leiden. Although he is a wealthy young man, he does not know much about the sufferings of the people at the bottom. After all, outsiders like Joan are more familiar with Leiden College. He told him many anecdotes about the college on the way.

Joan was hearing something, and suddenly felt cold behind his neck, and a drop of water penetrated from the ceiling of the carriage and happened to fall on him. When I looked up, I realized that the wooden ceiling of the carriage was probably in disrepair, and cracks had appeared in some places. It is not easy to detect when it is sunny. At this time, it is rainy and rainy. The rain water penetrates through the gap in the ceiling, and a large black trace of water is poured on the ceiling. From time to time, a drop or two are dropped.

"This broken car is really choking. It's raining heavily outside and it's drizzling inside." Thomas grumbled and moved to the side to avoid Joan from leaking.

The rain outside is getting bigger and bigger, and the water seepage in the carriage is getting worse.

The passengers in the car seem to have become accustomed to this. Some people even held up their umbrellas in the car, which seemed to be prepared.

Thomas wrinkled his thick eyebrows and couldn't stand it any longer. He leaned over and asked Joan: "Is there a magnet on my body? Mine may not be enough."

Joan guessed what he wanted to do and nodded: "I still have some in my bag, enough to repair the carriage."

"Excellent! There are two stops away from the college. Let's hurry up and get this broken car!"

Thomas unbuttoned the cuffs of his white shirt, rolled up his sleeves, got up and walked to the most dripping ceiling, took a small piece of magnet from the storage bag he carried with him, put his toes on, and touched the piece of magnet to touch The roof of the carriage is cracked, and the chanting mantra is used to perform a "repair technique" of 0 ring trick.

In a blink of an eye, the magnetic sheet in his hand melted into a stream of golden light, and the crack that was injected into the ceiling disappeared, and the crack was also smoothed out.

Joan handed Thomas a small package of neatly cut magnet pieces, and he also walked under a roof showing cracks, intending to cast a spell to repair it.

It is a pity that after completing the preparation of the casting, he found that he was too short, and he could not reach the crack on his head on tiptoe.

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