Mage Joan

After Joan finished reviewing "Introduction to Architecture", it was nine o'clock and the hungry cooing.

At this time, the school cafeteria was closed.

Qiao An didn’t want to waste time running to a small restaurant outside school, and he couldn’t afford to buy supper, he opened his backpack, took out the dry food brought from home, and took a few bites in cold water, filled his stomach casually, and continued Counterscribing the scroll.

When he transcribed the last scroll into the spellbook, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. Moonlight sprinkled on the desk through the only small window in the attic, adding a touch of light to the swaying oil lamp.

Joan yawned, forced himself to tidy up the stationery and books, and then fell to the bed like a corpse, feeling backache.

Compared with the fatigue of the body, the more difficult thing is the migraine caused by excessive brain, and half of the face is numb.

Joan had to put on his nightcap and wrap his head, otherwise even if the cold hair from the top of the hair was gently blown by the cold air through the window slit, it would cause a nerve pain that was so strong that he wanted to die.

Joan endured a headache and lay in bed, praying to the gods to bless himself to fall asleep soon, but he didn't want to appear in class with two dark circles in the morning tomorrow.

When he had a headache, Joan habitually stroked the "vitro ring" set on his finger, and his anxiety eased.

"As long as five more days, the magic contained in this ring can be fully released. After that, you only need to sleep two hours a day to restore energy and spell, and you don’t have to worry about staying up late to cause headaches and insomnia. "

This not-distant hope made Joan feel content and reawakened the feeling of happiness.

"Happiness" is the best painkiller in the world.

Joanne now feels that the migraine is no longer so unbearable, and falls asleep soundly in anticipation of tomorrow.

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The main teaching building of the Austrian Law School of Leiden College looks like a double-layer birthday cake filled with candles.

The first floor of the old castle is a large classroom and conference hall, the second floor is a library, and then there are towers, like twelve candles, which are the exclusive laboratories of twelve Austrian instructors.

Master Robert Rolls’ laboratory is located in the northeast corner of the castle, adjacent to Master Walter Lee’s laboratory.

The magical passage from the second floor of the old castle to the tower is called the "wind staircase". It looks like a chimney pipe with a door and a straight up and down. When visitors enter the "wind staircase", they will find themselves in In a small cylindrical room, it is actually an elevator cabin that can slide up and down along the pipeline.

An element of wind is imprisoned under the elevator cabin floor. When someone comes in, it turns into a whirlwind and pushes the elevator cabin upwards until it reaches the exit of the tower.

At 7:30 a.m. on Thursday, Joan, Thomas, and Edward met for breakfast and went to Rawls’s lab.

Joan suggested to come to the laboratory half an hour in advance. One was to get familiar with the classroom, and the other was to ask the instructor to answer the difficult problems encountered during the review of "Introduction to Architecture" last night, so as not to occupy the normal class time.

The three young mages all had great expectations for today's course, and came to the wind ladder on the second floor happily.

Before entering the elevator cabin, Edward Gates used his usual prudence to look at the "passengers' instructions" in prominent fluorescent text on the bulkhead, and later said to Thomas and Joan: "The safety load limit of the wind elevator is only 1,000 Pounds, my weight is 105 pounds, how about you?"

Joan couldn't help but be surprised that the son of the general was lighter than he looked. With a size of more than six feet, he was only 105 pounds, and he could take off a sack!

With Edward's family, it is impossible to lack nutrition, how could it be so thin?

Inconvenient to inquire about Edward's privacy, Joan concealed his doubts and reported his weight: "88 pounds."

In fact, with his age and height, this weight appears thin.

Thomas is between Joan and Edward. He weighs not much less than the two of them, and he counts Edwards angrily: "The three of us don't add up to half of the load limit. What is the use of these nonsense? Go quickly!"

The three of them walked into the "wind-operated ladder" one after another, and Joan chanted the start mantra marked on the "Passengers Need to Know" softly. The ladder door closed slowly, and tremors came under his feet. Hovering whistle.

The elevator was driven by the wind and began to slide upward. The initial rise speed was very slow. After a minute of acceleration, it became as fast as the wind, making Joan who was riding this magic elevator for the first time feel slightly breathless, as if his body became Heavier.

After about another minute, the wind-powered ladder turned into deceleration mode, and finally came to a halt. The door opened on its own, and a slate corridor leading to the "Ralls Lab" appeared in front of Joan and others.

The three of them walked out of the wind ladder and followed the corridor to the half-covered door of the laboratory.

Joan pushed the door in and saw the wooden golem Chino dragging the floor.

The wooden golem looked back at the door push.

The carved wooden eye socket radiated two cones of blue light, first looked at Joan, and then glanced at Edward and Thomas, who came in later. The clockwork in the body creaked and seemed to verify the identity of the visitor. He grinned afterwards, revealing a somewhat stiff but sincere smile, and took off his hat and bowed to the three of Joan.

"Good morning, gentlemen."

"Good morning, Chino, you have worked hard."

Joan nodded at the wooden golem and turned to the lab hall.

The Rawls laboratory is divided into one large, four small and five rooms. The four small rooms are the storage room, the kitchen, and the study and bedroom of the Rolls instructor. The large room is the hall where Joan is at the moment.

There is a blackboard hanging on the wall opposite the door of the hall, and four operating tables are placed in the center. The larger one is dedicated for instructors to teach. The three small experimental tables arranged in a row opposite are affixed with brand-new name tags.

According to the name tag, Joan found his own operation table, located on the far left of the window, the center operation table was Thomas's, and the one on the far right with Edward's name tag was arranged properly.

Joan stood in front of the operating table and found many debris on the tablecloth, including an oil lamp, a pile of wood, a bundle of straw, a large piece of rough canvas and a bamboo broom.

Opened the drawer and looked at it. In the drawer on the left, there was a bundle of wire, a box of screws, a bottle of super glue, a candle, and a set of seven color paint boxes; the right drawer was neatly arranged. A variety of woodworking appliances, including scissors, hammers, hand saws, planers, wire cutters, screwdrivers, etc.

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