Mage Joan

Standing in front of the outer cemetery, the young mage was full of thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, Qiao Ann recovered, and finally bowed deeply to the gravestone of the outside public, turned and left the cemetery.

Back at his former residence, Qiao An opened the door and entered the house, a faint musty smell came over his face.

Wooden houses are uninhabited all year round, lack of maintenance, and mildew is an inevitable natural phenomenon.

Qiao An opened the window to ventilate, and cast a spell to summon a group of "invisible servants", instructing them to clean up and downstairs carefully, and when they walked out, they collected some pine branches in the nearby forest.

Carrying a large bundle of dry wood back to the big house, and piled it beside the fireplace, Qiao Ann stuffed a small part of the dry wood into the hearth and used a trick to light the fireplace.

The fire quickly burned, dispelling the moisture and musty smell in the house, and became warm.

Qiao An burned a pot of boiling water, made a cup of black tea, and sat by the fireplace, drinking tea while roasting.

Not long after, the "invisible servants" finished cleaning the room, and returned to the master one after another, waiting for instructions.

There was nothing for them to do here, and Qiao Ann cancelled the spell and disbanded the "Invisible Servant."

It was almost noon, and Qiao Ann drank a pot of tea and felt a little hungry. There was no food in the kitchen. He decided to go to the tavern in the town. He settled at the tavern for lunch and went to the grocery store to buy some ingredients.

After making up his mind, Qiao Ann closed the window and walked out of the house.

The snow was still falling, and the gloomy weather reminded him of what Ms. Farah called "Fumble Winter", and he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Walking not far along the road when he came, Qiao An suddenly remembered something, changed his schedule temporarily, and decided to go to the town clinic first to visit his former teacher, the half-elf doctor Mr. Kailandier.

Qiao An came to the clinic following his memory, but found that the door was closed tightly. Judging from the snow in front of the door, no one had been in or out for a long time.

Qiao An walked around to the window, performed a "magic trick" to remove the frost from the glass window, and looked inside the room. The clinic was empty, with only a long table and two chairs left. The original hospital bed and alchemy equipment were gone. , Obviously has been removed by the owner.

It seems that Dr. Kailandil has probably left Delrin Town.

Slightly disappointed, Qiao An turned back to the street. When passing by the grocery store, he found that it was open for business and walked in.

The first thing that catches the eye is the rows of familiar shelves full of daily necessities such as flour, butter, cheese, ham, wine, and needles.

One of the shelves is dedicated to displaying magic items, and Qiao Ann wandered here countless times when he was young.

Those strange things that were once unattainable, now seem to be apprentice-level clumsy works, but the beautiful feelings in the memory have not faded. After all, it is here that he first came into contact with magic, which can be described as the beginning of a lifelong dream. local.

There was a meow from behind the shelf.

Turning her head to look, the old woman with grey hair was holding the armchair with her hands, and was trying to stand up, with an orange fat cat lying on her feet.

The scene before him made Qiao An feel a trance.

As if returning to the old house in Midgard City, Mrs. Anderson and Mr. Ball Ball were waiting for him to come home for dinner.

Qiao An soon realized that this was not his home in the north, and Mrs. Anderson and the old cat were not alive, and his heart could not help but feel sad.

"Aunt Barbara, long time no see, are you okay?" Qiao Ann walked around the shelf and greeted the grocery store owner.

The old woman stared in surprise, looked up and down the young man in a black robe in front of her, and finally shouted his name excitedly.

"Joan! My god, you are finally back!"

The old woman tried to rush over to hug her, but her legs and feet seemed unwieldy and almost fell.

Qiao An quickly stepped forward to help.

"Aunt Barbara, did you have rheumatism again?"

The old woman nodded with a wry smile.

"As I get older, my legs and feet are getting more and more inconvenient, especially when it is cloudy and snowy, my knees are swollen like fermented dough.

"Sit down first, and I will help you take a look."

Qiao An helped the old woman sit back in the armchair.

"Joan, I heard that you went to Midgard University. Can the wizard heal people like a priest?"

"We arcane spellcasters are not as good at healing and healing as divine spellcasters, but I know a little bit of medicine."

"Yeah! I remember that before you went to school, you worked as an apprentice for Dr. Kellandier for more than half a year, and your grandfather, Mr. Tyre, was also good at treating people, if it wasn't for his eccentric temper, how about practicing medicine It’s more profitable than making bows and arrows for people!"

As Aunt Barbara got older, her old nagging problem seemed to get worse, and she couldn't stop talking about it by herself.

Qiao An has been away from home for many years and lacks understanding of the current situation in the town. Aunt Barbara can provide him with this information, so she does not interrupt and listens silently.

In general, Delin Town has not changed much in recent years. The mayor is Jason Tyndall, the old dwarf Flint Anvil is the sheriff of the town, and most of the councillors are still old faces.

As for Dr. Kalandil, according to Aunt Barbara, he moved to Leiden City last summer and opened a new clinic next door to the Yangbo business.

Qiao An remembered that Dr. Kalandil had a good relationship with Mr. Havel, the manager of the Yangbo firm, and it was reasonable to open a clinic next door to the firm.

Aunt Barbara's rheumatism is very serious. If Qiao'an is asked to cast a spell to heal this chronic disease, frankly speaking, he doesn't have that ability. After all, he is not a magic spell caster, he specializes in the arts, and it is like a mountain.

Fortunately, Qiao An also has "Tears of God". Every time this artifact completes homology, a new pharmaceutical function will be opened. Up to now, it has completed seven times of homology, covering most of the functions of medical magic arts. It includes the treatment of various diseases.

Qiao An took out a bottle of potion fused with the energy of "Tears of God" from the storage bag, and let Aunt Barbara drink it.

The old woman had absolute confidence in him, a genius mage who was born in the town. She took the potion without hesitation, and the symptoms of knee soreness were significantly relieved, and she could walk normally without crutches.

Aunt Barbara took Qiao'an's hand and thanked him repeatedly. She was grateful and proud. She couldn't wait to promote Qiao'an's magical medical skills to the whole town. It would be a matter of time before Qiao'an understood this old woman. child!

In order to thank Qiao An for her wonderful rejuvenation, Aunt Barbara installed a large basket of delicious foods, and asked him to take them home to eat slowly.

Qiao An tried to pay the price, but the old woman was angry and had to accept her kindness.

Saying goodbye to the overly enthusiastic Aunt Barbara, Qiao Ann stuffed the heavy vegetable basket into the storage bag and walked along the street towards the entrance of the town. He saw a tavern with a golden trout sign on the side of the road and opened the door. Go in.