Mage Joan

On this night, a large group of horses invaded the town of Haus, and then the most impressive mansion in the town was lit by the arson of the horses. The disturbance was really not small. Many residents nearby were awakened and ran to the streets to watch the bustle.

The old man Gordon Davis was also awakened, walked out of his mansion, and was discussing with his neighbors whether Baldwin's house had been robbed. Suddenly he saw two tall and short familiar figures slipping by the corner and raised his eyebrows.

"Clark, Joan! When did the two of you run out?"

Joan was embarrassed by the old man Gordon. He was thinking hard about how to explain to the old man. Clark, who had no eyebrows and big eyes, made a nonsense.

"Yo! Daddy, did you come to see the excitement too? It was almost two hours before I was awakened by a urine and got up to go to the toilet. I accidentally saw the fire outside the window soaring into the sky. I was worried that the robbers broke into the town and robbed at night, and quickly called to wake up brother Joan, and ran out to see what was going on. Guess what? Hey! I don’t know, I was shocked!

Next, Clark recounted what happened to the Baldwin family tonight.

During the narrative, only basic facts were kept, and what he and Joan did during this period were concealed. This was a half-truth, coupled with his big big face and his vivid tone. If Joan was a personal person, I’m afraid Will completely believe his statement.

"I didn't expect that so many accidents happened in just one night."

Old Gordon sighed in a complicated mood after listening to Clark.

"I knew that Henry Baldwin was not a good person, but I didn't expect him to make such a terrible perverted behavior of kidnapping a cross between a horse and a mare. I wouldn't dare to believe it unless I told you... Baldwin had already done it for him I was retaliated for what I did, and I don’t have to worry about being taken away from the ranch anymore.

Joan chuckled silently.

The old man should really be grateful, but he and Clark are actually right.

Frost Giant yawned pretendingly, and said to the old man Gordon: "Look at the lively night, now the sleepy guys are coming up, Dad, Joan and I have to go back and make up for a hurry, so I won’t chat with you anymore. !"

"Go, go, it's okay to sleep in the sun and **** your ass. You are always prepared for hot soup and rice in the kitchen." The old man Gordon waved his hand with a smile.

Joan returned to his room, washed himself and fell asleep. After a busy night, I was really tired. I almost fell asleep when I closed my eyes.

Thanks to the magic of the "vitro ring", Joanne only needs to sleep two hours a day to recover his spirit. He fell asleep at dawn, and when he woke up, the sky was still not bright. He sat in bed and meditated for an hour, preparing for today's spell before getting out of bed and washing.

When going downstairs, Joan met Allen who had just gotten up. The boy was regretting that he slept too much last night and failed to witness the demise of Henry Baldwin himself. Hearing his grandfather talking about Joan and Clark going to the Baldwin mansion last night to watch the excitement, he worried about Joan's situation.

Joan sat at the kitchen table and answered Allen's question while having breakfast.

The boy had too many problems, and the angle was also tricky. Joanne had been procrastinating for an hour for this breakfast, but he still failed to fully satisfy Allen’s curiosity.

Qiao Ann was not good at speaking, not to mention the fact that it was inconvenient to tell Alan Ming, and he didn't want to lie to deceive the other party, so he had to forcefully change the subject and pose as a brother to reprimand the boy with excess curiosity.

"For these things, wait a minute and ask Clark, aren't you preparing to apply for Leiden College? Have you finished your homework today?"

Alan wrinkled her small face as soon as she listened to her homework, and said with frustration, "I will do my homework in the morning and I will be in a bad mood all day..."

"This is just an excuse for laziness. If you really want to pass Leiden College, you have to put in more effort."

"But my tutor hasn't gotten up yet..."

"You have learned this now, and where to use teacher guidance, a textbook is enough."

"Brother Joan, you can't measure me by your own standards, you are a genius, I am not!"

"Go get the textbooks. Just today I'm free. I don't have any questions for you. I will teach you."

"Uh... alright."

Allen ran back to his bedroom, holding a pile of books.

Joan picked up the book and briefly glanced at it, then lifted the quill pen, spread out a stack of calculation paper on the table, and waited for Allen to ask questions.

When Clarke woke up, it was almost noon. He yawned and came to the kitchen, intending to solve it with breakfast and lunch.

Inadvertently seeing Joan and Allen sitting at the dining table, Joan was looking through his spell book, Allen was biting the pen to bury his head to solve the problem, his face looking sad was a little funny.

"Brother Joan, are you teaching Alan?" Clark asked with a smile.

Joan closed the spellbook and nodded gently.

Today is his first attempt to be a teacher, and the results show that he is not suitable for this profession-he lacks the eloquence to explain the knowledge points, and he is unable to set himself up and consider the students' acceptance ability.

Allen was tossed by Joan all morning and was forced to instill a lot of esoteric knowledge that he could not understand at his age. His head was about to explode. Seeing Clark was like seeing the Savior, and asked Joan pitifully: "Can you take a few minutes of rest?"

Joan nodded.

The boy, like a released prisoner, jumped happily and ran to Clark to inquire about what happened in Baldwin’s house last night.

Clark tells Allen a story without delaying his gorge and sweeping away the food in the kitchen. Feeling contentedly, he felt a hiccup and said to Allen: "I'll talk about it today. You can go back to the tutor for class. I want to talk to Joan about the business."

After sending away the reluctant Allen, Clark returned to the table and sat down, asking Joan: "Brother, what are your plans next?"

Joan put down the spell book and looked at Frost Giant with surprise: "Tomorrow will go to Prince's Harbour first, and then go north to Midgard."

He had already told Clark about the scheduled itinerary, and he did not understand why the other party wanted to inquire.

"By the way, Mr. Heil, I happen to have something to discuss with you."

Joan opened the storage bag, took out the magic crystal pistol found in Baldwin, saw the hand mirror, and "Gantiyas Roots".

Joan placed three loot on the table, briefly introduced their respective functions.

Among them, the "perspective hand mirror" he had just identified in the morning, enchanted a 4-ring prophecy arcane called "perspective technique", which has been transcribed into his spell book, and will be studied in depth after he is promoted to a 7th-level wizard in the future.

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