Mage? Spell Engineer!

The staff of magic guilds are often related to the mage family, and the more senior managers are mostly apprentices who failed in promotion. At this moment, the front desk just ignored the visitors and didn't even raise an eyelid to Rorschach: "For fortune telling, go to the right, next one."

Rorschach could only inspire the mage badge to be handed to the front desk. The lady at the front desk finally corrected her attitude when she saw the blue-lighting badge and raised her head to face the boy.

Why is there a duck standing on my shoulder?

"Gah!"

"I'm sorry, Master! There are too many people coming to do divination during the festival. I hope you can understand. Please register and follow me to the second floor."

"Gah!"

Compared with the noisy hall, the second floor is suddenly cleaner. The thick wooden doors isolate the shouts below. Rorschach sat on the comfortable single sofa, feeling great relief from the bumps on his butt and thighs caused by the horseback.

The receptionist brought a cup of tea. After a while, a new receptionist walked out of the office. He was a capable man wearing a single-sided glasses: "Sorry, our president and the resident mage went to a banquet. I am the president's Assistant. Master Luo Xia, why are you here at this site?"

Rorschach took a sip of tea first. It was different from the tea in his previous life. It was made from dried herbs. It had a mint-like fragrance. It was neither pleasant nor unpleasant to drink.

"I'm here to send a letter, but before that I need to find a place to write." Rorschach shrugged: "It's really inconvenient to write when I'm on the road."

"Okay, come to my office. There is paper and pen there."

"Thank you."

The assistant's office was very simple. After Rorschach sat down and picked up his pen, he went out in a sensible manner. "Call me when you've finished writing."

The first letter Rorschach wrote was to the cheap parents in this world, briefly introducing his situation. Anyway, the village chief should have read it out for his parents in the end.

The second letter was written to Rorschach’s boss, the long-lost bald head of the agency. Rorschach thought for a while and chose to use the agreed secret text. This world benefits from the legacy of the old empire. The entire continent speaks Common Language, at least the words are written in Common Language letters. The rule for the lowest level of confidentiality is to push the letters of the plaintext back four orders to write the ciphertext.

"The underground cult 'Our Lady of Return' has emerged. The Viscount and Tribune of Limburg are senior members. Unidentified items transported by the Lowe Chamber of Commerce have become the target of the cult and require investigation."

After a final thought, Rorschach took up a pen to talk to Teacher Caroline about the current situation.

"Assistant sir, I've finished writing it. I'll trouble you next."

"Okay, please come with me."

The assistant took Rorschach to the basement. On the first floor of the guild was a somewhat dim room with a large round wooden table in the center. Complex patterns occupied the entire table. Rorschach recognized it as undoubtedly a magic circle. Beside the round table there were A punk-style brass instrument with rows of digital knobs. There are rows of vertical cabinets placed against the wall, storing various documents.

On the wall due south hung a map of the entire continent, with dots of light shining on it. Rorschach took a look and guessed that each light spot represented the stronghold of the magic guild. The Imperial Capital, Valuana and Istani's capital Storm City had the largest light spots.

"For security reasons, not all strongholds will be displayed on the map." The assistant explained, noticing Rorschach's gaze.

"Can it be delivered to the mountains in the south?"

"It can be sent to the nearest stronghold and then forwarded to the local postal system."

There were two employees in the room. Rorschach and his assistant were talking when the magic circle on the round table flashed and an additional sealed paper tube appeared. One of the employees checked the paper tube, and the other recorded the information on the paper tube, and then adjusted the instrument. The magic circle flashed, and the paper tube disappeared again.

"The capacity and distance of the teleportation array are limited. Each array is both a sending and receiving station and a transfer station. Andorilla is at the Harvest Festival these days, and we don't have enough manpower. I will handle the transmission for you."

The assistant sealed the three letters into the same paper tubes as before and filled in the address and recipient. "This seal requires three transit points, and the other two seals require four transit stops in the imperial capital, totaling one golden eagle coin and one silver."

Before leaving, the assistant gave Rorschach a small cloth bag to put on Gasder Yaz's butt so that it could be convenient at any time.

"I have a starling, and seeing that your pet is also a... bird, I hope this helps. Happy holidays."

"Thank you." "Gah!"

It was almost evening after leaving the guild, and Rorschach noticed that there were bundles of wheat straw hung in front of every house here.

"Hey, young man over there! Don't stand in the middle of the road! The parade is coming soon!"

"Sorry, I'm from outside and don't know much about the situation."

The guard who came towards Rorschach was shocked when he saw the mage badge on the boy's chest and changed his face. "I'm sorry, Master Mage, you are so young. I didn't speak well just now. I wanted to remind you..."

"It's okay. May I ask why every household has to hang wheat stalks now?"

"It is said that a long time ago, a farmer's family kindly rescued and took in a man who fell in the field. Because the farmer owed money to the noble man, the noble man sent people to cut away all the wheat ears during the harvest, and the fields Only the straw remains.

At this time, the adopted man walked through the farmers' fields, and wherever he went, the harvested wheat stalks produced abundant grain. It turns out that He is Mars, the god of agriculture and animal husbandry! Alas, the farmers are so lucky. They have become a family favored by God, and the nobles no longer dare to trouble them.

So there is a custom here. Today's procession will have an icon of Mars passing by every household here. If whose wheat stalks grow ears again, that household will receive the blessing of the God of Agriculture. "

It turns out there is such a legend. Mars is also one of the fallen gods. It is said that the hero king, the founder of the old empire, is his descendant. But how did the god fall down in the field despite being in good condition? Rorschach wondered a little.

"Thank you." Rorschach thanked the guard and hurried back to the hotel along the edge of the road. There are more and more people on the road, everyone is smiling, and women are wearing headbands made of straw and grass leaves.

What a lively atmosphere! Different from the quiet and isolated campus and the fields that this journey passed through, this was the first time Rorschach experienced a crowded scene in this world.

"Senior, hurry up! Everyone is here, let's set off!"

As they approached the door of the hotel, they heard Tasia's shout. She jumped and waved, standing out from the crowd. When Rorschach walked up to her, she put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "Senior, you are too slow! We could have kept up with the parade!"

"Let's set out as soon as Master Rorschach arrives. Miss Tasia, don't worry, we will go directly across this street to the square. The parade will circle around and get there." Mr. Ale is indeed a businessman. In one afternoon I figured out the shortcuts and arrangements for festival activities.

"Miss Hill didn't like any fuss, so she stayed behind to guard the carriage and cargo while the coachmen drank in the hotel dining hall."

"Is Uncle Singh drinking too?"

"Master Luo Xia, I'm here!" A slightly resentful dwarf voice sounded.

"Sorry there were so many people and I didn't see it!"

"Gah!"

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