Mage Joan

Joan flew in the rain for more than half an hour and finally got rid of the thunderstorm area.

Then it took another half an hour to finally find the cavalry battalion stationed in the Dring Valley before nightfall, and handed George Vaasa's letter to Lieutenant Colonel Anderson.

Lieutenant Colonel Anderson was very shocked by the changes on the front line, leaving Joan to inquire about the situation of these two days in detail.

Joan had to start from the beginning and wait until Lieutenant Colonel Anderson thoroughly figured out the causes and consequences. The time is near midnight.

That night, Joan stayed in the military camp.

After the whole day, Joan was running in the rain, and it took a lot of energy to rush to the road. His physical strength was severely overdrawn, and he fell asleep in bed.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly awakened, it took a while to find his sense of reality, and he gradually remembered where he was.

He touched his forehead, which was hot and hot, but he was chilling all over, and he couldn't stop trembling, and his head was so dull and painful that he realized wind chill.

Joan sat up with his support, summoned the "tears of God" soaked in a water bag, consumed a "mythical energy" to prepare a potion, and poured it into his dry throat.

As far as the treatment of colds and fevers is concerned, the potion prepared by "Tears of God" is actually not symptomatic, but this potion has the miraculous effect of alleviating fatigue and pain. It can make Joan feel more comfortable and sleep peacefully. feel.

Waking up early the next morning, Joan felt much better.

Touching the forehead is still a bit hot, but the headache is not as severe as it was last night.

He was strenuous and enters a state of meditation. When he was ready for today's spell, he got up and washed.

After drinking a bowl of hot soup and eating two biscuits in the officer’s canteen, Joanne felt warmed again and went to Lieutenant Colonel Anderson.

"Mr. Vader, if you are not in a hurry, I hope you will stay in the barracks and help me deal with the current complex situation."

In the face of Lieutenant Colonel Anderson’s earnest retention, Joan was grateful, but he still had more important things to deal with, but he could only be politely declined.

Walking out of the barracks, he turned into an eagle again, rose into the air, and flew straight to the direction of Delin Town.

In the past two months, he has done a lot for the military, and has fulfilled his obligations as a citizen of Alfheim.

Now, Joan must fulfill his obligations as a grandson, return to his hometown to visit his grandfather as soon as possible, accompany his last relative in this world, and complete the last journey of his life.

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After 9 o'clock in the morning on October 3, the familiar scenery of his hometown and town once again came into Qiao'an's eyes.

He restrained the excitement, and the convergence wings landed directly in front of his door.

Jamie and Gray saw a half-human and half-eagle monster descend from the sky. They were startled and roared to make an attacking gesture. When Joan lifted his body and returned to his original appearance, they ran over in surprise. Welcome Joan Come back home.

Joan touched Jamie's head and hugged Grey again and asked where Kandy was.

The Grey Beast immediately turned and pointed to the back mountain hut.

Qiao An nodded in comprehension, told them to stay with the housekeeper, and quickly ran towards the back mountain.

As soon as he reached Grandpa's hut, the door opened, and Condy flew out and hugged him tightly, his eyes flushed, and he choked back when he wanted to say something.

When Joan saw her like this, she couldn't help but squeeze, holding her hand tightly, her voice trembling slightly: "Grandpa, how is he doing?"

"Mr. Theil is in a very bad health. These days he is getting more and more sick. He spends most of his day sleeping, and occasionally waking up to say your name repeatedly. Today I finally hope you will come back... Come into the house and accompany his old man."

Conti's words relieved Joan a little, and he hurriedly hurried along the way, lest he would have time to see his grandfather's last side.

Pushing the door open, Joan felt his feet as heavy as lead, and moved almost an inch to his grandfather's bed.

In the dim hut, the old man's thin face looked particularly pale, and even his lips lost blood, like two dry leaves.

Joan sat down in front of the hospital bed and took his grandfather's cold hand, tears blurred his eyes.

The old man in a coma seemed to be in touch with his heart, and a sudden flutter of flutter across his face seemed to break away from the hands of death who choked his throat, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Joan...you're back." Seeing the grandson's moment, the old man tried to sit up excitedly, but his weak body didn't allow him to complete this simple movement. He fell back to the bed slightly, and coughed violently.

Joan poured a glass of warm water to feed Grandpa and took two sips. He helped him sit at the window and patted the old man's thin back: "Grandpa, do you feel better?"

Old Man Thiel nodded with a cough, his face flushed with sickness, and he looked radiant.

Joan saw his grandfather's spirit greatly improved, and his tight heartstrings also eased.

"Grandpa, you take good care of your illness and will recover soon."

Old Man Thiel smiled eccentrically, shaking his head without saying a word.

Joan put down the glass and said to himself: "I have thought about it on the road, and I can't let you live in this moldy hut in the future."

Old Man Tyr looked at his grandson in surprise, and his eyes showed the meaning of inquiry.

"Grandpa, the environment in the city is much better than that in the country, and it is also more convenient to seek medical consultation. I plan to take you to Leiden Port and rent you a house near the school, so that I can take care of you nearby. What do you think? kind?"

The old man smiled dumbly, patted the grandson's hand, and said weakly: "Boy, you have enough of this kind of heart... But, I've lived enough, I don't want to toss again, and I don't want to disturb your life..."

"but……"

"Don’t say it, boy, you know my temper. If I want to enter the city, I wouldn’t choose to settle in the country at the beginning... I don’t have much time, good boy, you respect my strange old man. Decision... Let me lie down in the tomb of my choice."

Joan was speechless.

As my grandfather said, both the grandparents and the grandchildren deeply understand each other's **** tempers, and once they decide what to do, they will never listen.

"Joan, I have been thinking about something for a long time, and I still hesitate to tell you the truth." The old man looked sad.

"Grandpa, what else can you rest assured?" Qiao An asked in surprise.

"About your life experience, your peculiar pedigree..." The old man kept talking, "I know you are curious about this, it's normal, but I'm worried that telling you the opposite will hurt you... It's not like that , I might as well bring this secret into the grave to make you spend your life in peace."

Qiao An listened to the old man’s concerns and remained silent for a long time before saying: "Grandpa, we actually have many similarities, such as being lonely, stubborn, and not listening to others... No matter whether you tell me the origin of the strange bloodline, I will bear it. Stay and trace the truth."

"That's the same thing..." The old man smiled sadly, "You child has been capricious since childhood, and the less you let you do anything, you have to fight against me, hit the wall and don't want to look back... forget, your life should be It’s up to you to decide, and I won’t hide it."

Joan couldn't help holding his breath, and was attentively listening to Grandpa to reveal the mystery of his life experience.

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