Mage? Spell Engineer!

He dreamed of the three-color starry sky again, but this time it was very hazy, and the boy's consciousness was just drifting unconsciously.

The unconscious divergence ended, Rorschach opened his eyes and unlocked a new ceiling. The sun shines on the light yellow wallpaper, and the furnishings in the house are painted with light blue paint. There were two beds in the room, and the white sheets and pillowcases made Rorschach guess that he was lying in the hospital.

Pascal was fast asleep on the other bed. He probably didn't intend to fall asleep at first. The evidence is that he was still wearing a wizard's robe, without a quilt, holding a spell book in his hand, and with his head tilted. He was actually sitting in a paralyzed posture. Fell on the bedside. If you continue to do so, you should wake up with stiff neck, backache, and cold.

Based on this judgment, Rorschach decided to wake him up: "Brother? Pascal? Thor?"

"Are you awake?" Pascal wiped the saliva from his mouth. He wiped the corners of his mouth first, and then quickly found a mark on his neck: "According to the doctor, you should be overworked and just take a rest."

He suddenly remembered something, jumped up from the bed, grabbed the brown bottle and a glass on the bedside table, and poured out an amber liquid:

"Following the doctor's orders, you need a cup of aged brandy mixed with sugar. I brought it to you from Mr. Cano's private collection." After pouring a full cup, he put in a yellow cube of sugar and began to shake the cup like a beaker. The glass clinked against the wall.

What kind of quack doctor is this? He uses strong alcohol to treat illnesses of minors. Luo Xia quickly stretched out his hand to see if there were any traces of bloodletting from the quack doctor on his forearm. Fortunately, there were no incisions.

"You should feel lucky. Our magic guild has a designated clinic. If you are sent to Valuana Hospital, you might wake up and find a corpse lying in the bed next to you." Pascal did not exaggerate. The city sponsored by the church Not only are all the hospitalized patients lying together in the hospital, exchanging infectious diseases with each other, but they are also under-staffed, and some have died and the medical staff will not discover them in time.

Even so, large hospitals, which are also "almshouses", are still places where the poor and sick can take a breather when they are desperate. Perhaps it is where people from other provinces drink sugar water for the first and last time.

"I'll do it." Rorschach was distracted by the crashing sound of sugar cubes. He took the glass and activated the [Decomposition Technique]. The sugar cubes in the cup were broken down into small particles, and most of them were quickly integrated into the wine. middle.

"How did you decompose it through the cup!" Pascal watched in surprise as his junior brother cast spells. He naturally took the wine glass handed back by Rorschach and took a sip: "Well, your spell casting skills are indeed better than mine. A lot, no wonder he was promoted to mid-level mage early."

Rorschach stared at the dark circles under his senior brother's eyes, closed the door of the ward with [Spell Hand], and then asked: "Have you joined the club again recently?"

"You, you, you, you, how do you know?"

"You stopped yawning some time ago, and now your mental state is not good. I can't help but wonder if someone didn't get a good rest at night."

"It's not entirely because of this." Pascal took another sip of sweet wine to calm down: "I plan to quit now. Since you know that I will no longer participate, I will be honest with you."

It turns out that this "White Rose Club" (modelled after Istani's genuine 'White Rose Club') will also discuss some things that Pascal agrees with and is interested in. However, as the securities market becomes hotter, the voices of speculators become more and more numerous. getting bigger.

After a "winter wind" in spring bankrupted many small trading companies, the members of the club gradually returned to the previous topics.

"They are not pursuing their ideals, but complaining in the club about not making any money!" Pask, who had seen through the faces of those people, took a big sip angrily, trying to drown out his grievances with wine.

"The real soul, an upright lawyer, has not attended the meeting recently. It is said that he is very busy and is litigating for free for people who have suffered injustice." Pascal spoke highly of the name: "'Rock' Maxim" ! Only he can tell those lard-stricken guys to shut up in shame."

"Will Floran still go? Mr. Aquatic Administrator."

"Do you know him? Oh, yes, we met together at the market." Pascal didn't know about Rorschach's interaction with the aquatic product manager, and felt that his junior brother had a photographic memory: "He didn't participate either, and maybe he hates it too The atmosphere in the club now.”

Then, to Rorschach's surprise, Pascal began to invite himself to join the newly formed club, which was still the "Friends of Fraternity and Equality" club led by Maxim: "This is a pure organization we are planning to establish. Since you still know each other, Floran, and I will introduce you together, you can definitely join!"

In Pascal's eyes, his junior brother has great strength and potential in the path of magic, and he also has certain qualities that surpass other mages - this can be seen from saving Valan and teaching the students who don't know magic with all his heart.

Why are you trying to pull someone’s head like this? I’m an imperial guy! Rorschach didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shook his head at Pascal's invitation: "I'm sorry, I still want to return to the empire to develop in the future."

"That's such a pity." Pascal decided to leave the ward, drank all the wine, and then took out two things: "Mr. Cano asked me to give you the document, and you didn't tell me what it was, so you can see for yourself. Mr. Intermediate Mage. And..."

The senior brother took out the document bag, took out two more tickets and shook them: "Do you still remember the librettist of the last opera? In the club, he gave me two more tickets for the premiere of the new play. Did he change his mood while studying? ?”

"I accepted the documents, but I'm not interested in the tickets. Senior brother should invite others, right?"

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving. If you feel better, just leave by yourself. Master Kano has prepaid the admission fee."

While Rorschach was being moved, Pascal walked to the door and burped: "They say it will be deducted from your subsidy this month. If it is not enough, it will be deducted from your funds, so don't lie down for too long and overspend!"

Give me back my touch!

After his senior brother left, Rorschach opened the file bag and found it turned out to be the files of the Mother Earth Order. "One hundred and thirty-two believers were captured and six were killed on the spot." The file also contains evil inscriptions and ritual records of the priests. The group mainly spreads among the lower class people through addictive drugs.

"Activity venues are concentrated in areas with high flow of people." Judging from the report, because it involves the worship of evil gods, it has received great attention from the Church of Order, and is now considering dispatching paladins stationed abroad to enter the suburbs of Valuana to sweep up.

"Hopefully, we can curb the infiltration of the cult." Rorschach was also unsure about the existence of the "Virgin Mother" and "Mother of the Earth". After all, the "Original Level" seemed empty, and he had never experienced Him in the "Supreme Heaven". breath.

But He is real and increasingly active.

At this point, Rorschach opened the panel to see the results of the [Spirit Exile Technique] transformation array. "It would be bad if it was like the computer and I didn't save my progress because I passed out."

Fortunately, the transformation has been completed. Rorschach opened his eyes wide - there was a complex rune at the center of the magic circuit. Just by looking at it, he could sense that the rune should be pointing towards him!

Studying the building, a red-faced Pascal galloped down the corridor waving opera tickets.

"Bao? Paulina?" He directly pushed open the door of the laboratory and smiled at the confused new junior brothers and sisters: "I will lend you seniors for a little while."

"What are you doing?" Paulina was taken out by Pascal and gagged by this guy in the corridor. It took a long time before she let go.

The damn new junior mage Pascal proudly announced: "If you have time the day after tomorrow, how about we go to the premiere of the new play at the Grand Theater?"

Now Paulina's face was as red as Pascal. She wiped her mouth and gritted her teeth: "Pascal, what are you doing? Why are you drinking in broad daylight!"