My Magic Age

The moist air currents from the Endless Sea meet the cold winds from the icy tundra, and the imperial capital welcomes several heavy snowfalls every year.

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Senior Vernon has spent all his time in the magic laboratory these days, except for normal magic classes.

Alchemy is not about refining the required magic metals after getting the formula. Alchemists also need a lot of experiments to gain valuable experience. Fortunately, what I need is relatively cheap red copper solution. Magic red copper ingots are very cheap in the magic market of the imperial capital, and even if they fail, they will not waste much money.

A week later, Noah ran to the second floor of the library excitedly to tell me that Senior Vernon has mastered the method of refining red copper solution.

Noah and I went to the laboratory of the Royal School of Magic together. We saw Senior Vernon, with bloodshot eyes, squatting in front of the test bench, pouring the red copper solution in the crucible into a glass container. When he saw Noah and I push the door open, he excitedly waved his fist at me and said, "Ji Jia, I finally succeeded in refining a pot of magic solution."

One side of the magic laboratory was full of magic red copper ingots, and the other side of the iron box was full of messy waste copper. There was also a folding bed in the corner of the magic laboratory. It seemed that he had been living in the magic laboratory these days. Some red copper solution was stained on his magic robe, making him look like a sloppy painter.

I walked over and stirred the crucible with a silver spoon. The viscosity was okay, but there were some unmelted red copper fragments in it.

"This solution needs to be filtered." I scooped out the residue with a spoon and gave my opinion to Senior Vernon.

Although there were four exhaust fans working at the same time in the room, it was still filled with a strong smell of sulfur, which was spicy and pungent, and there was a slight sting on my face.

Senior Vernon came to my side, used tweezers to pick out the copper fragments in the solution, wiped off the copper solution on them, observed carefully, and said to me: "This problem is not difficult to solve. There is no suitable sieve in the laboratory. Tomorrow I will ask someone to go to the magic material trading hall to buy a few pieces. However, it is not possible to completely melt these copper ingots for the time being. In addition to the need to improve the purity of these magic coppers, these copper ingots need to be made into egg-sized spheres, but I will work towards complete melting."

Noah wrapped a silk scarf around his face, came to Senior Vernon, and said to him happily: "I knew you could do it." As if he was the one who succeeded in the experiment.

Senior Vernon also put his arm around Noah's shoulders. If Noah hadn't already had Shirley Newman, I would have thought that there might be something unspeakable between the two of them. Senior Vernon said to me and Noah: "Next, I want to try to refine the copper solution with two crucibles at the same time to see if it is feasible. This No. 3 crucible is a little small, but it is easy to control."

I wanted to talk to Senior Vernon about magic copper, and then Noah suggested: "Hey, I say... since it has been successful, should we go out to celebrate?"

The door outside the magic laboratory was pushed open, and Shirley Newman looked out of the door and saw Noah inside, so she waved to him and signaled her to wait outside.

It seems that it is impossible to stay in the laboratory. Since Senior Vernon has successfully taken the first step, the following things may be easier, so I said to Senior Vernon: "You have locked yourself in the laboratory for so many days, and it's time to go out and get some fresh air."

As he said, Noah had already helped Senior Vernon take out a clean magic robe. Senior Vernon also walked quickly to the corner and wiped his face with a towel, quickly changed into a clean magic robe, and followed us out of the magic laboratory.

There were many magic students waiting for the lab class in the corridor of the laboratory. It seemed that the Royal School of Magic also had very limited labs. I didn't know how Senior Vernon got such a magic lab.

We went down the stairs on one side of the corridor, and I asked Senior Vernon: "Hey, how is your relationship with Miss Biana going recently?"

Senior Vernon spread his hands and said calmly: "We haven't been in touch for about a week. Don't you know what the noble ladies in the imperial capital want? If I had some family background, she might still be willing to marry me, but she knew that I was from a commoner family, so she naturally hoped that I could join her family, which was also the most important condition for her to continue dating me."

It seemed that after that drink in the bar, Senior Vernon and Miss Biana had never met again.

"What do you think?" I asked him.

Senior Vernon stopped and said to me, "Joining a noble family may bring me glory for life, but at the same time I will lose my most precious freedom, so I refused."

This idea is common among magician nobles. Many magicians hope to find a noble lady who has received traditional education and is beautiful and gentle, but they don't want to be bound by the family behind this noble lady. Those noble families who have lost their magic heritage just want to absorb some magicians to continuously improve their family bloodline, so both sides are unwilling to give in on the most basic conditions.

We walked out of the laboratory building. Shirley Newman was chatting with a group of friends in the corridor below the laboratory building. When she saw Noah coming out, she hurriedly said goodbye to her friends.

The square in front of the main teaching building of the academy was covered with a thick layer of snow. Only a few passages were opened along the corridor for people to walk. Along the way, I met some magic students from the Imperial Capital Gang. When they passed by me, they were all vigilant and cautious. No one dared to speak in front of me.

Recently, I rarely see people like Diego, Ivan, and Jimmy in the Royal Magic Academy. These magic students from the Imperial Capital Gang also seem to be much more low-key.

…

We did not take the magic caravan. We walked along the corridor through the west gate of the academy and came to the food street.

Noah recommended a restaurant on this street that specializes in cooking Palestina-style grilled fish. Shirley Newman took Noah's arm and the two walked in front.

The cold weather did not stop the nearby foodies at all. Groups of pedestrians passed by me, and the roadside restaurants were also crowded. It seemed that the business was very good.

"Ji Jia." Senior Vernon walked side by side with me.

"What's wrong?" I turned to look at him.

Senior Vernon rubbed his frozen hands and said to me, "Can you show me the copper solution that the gentleman made?"

I almost forgot about it when he didn't mention it. I was going to give him some.

I smiled a little embarrassedly, but didn't explain. I just said, "Oh, of course, but Noah is right. Your body has already turned on the yellow light. You should pay attention to rest!"

"What is the yellow light you are talking about?" Senior Vernon asked me in surprise.

I patted my forehead and thought of the fact that there were no traffic lights on the streets of the imperial capital, so I explained, "This is a metaphor. It means that you are currently in a sub-healthy state. I once read in a biography that the era when Hextech technology was popular was full of carriages on the streets. Every intersection in the city had traffic signal control. The green signal meant that it could pass, the red signal meant that it stopped immediately, and the yellow signal meant that it was about to stop. That's it."

Senior Vernon frowned, as if trying to understand what I said.

He said, "Are you talking about setting up a traffic light to restrict people at the intersection?"

Noah, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and said to us, "What are you talking about? I am confused, but Jijia is right about one thing, you should take a break."

Vernon looked at the pedestrians on the street, many of whom were magic students. He suddenly changed his tone and said seriously, "Jijia, thank you."

"What are you talking about!" I asked him with a smile.

He crossed his fingers together, raised them above his head and stretched, slowed down his pace and said to me, "I am about to graduate. In fact, I have never thought about what I want to do. I thought about going around with an adventure group, or returning to my hometown directly after graduation and finding a job at the Junior Magic Academy there. I also want to stay in the imperial capital, but you also know that the situation of water magicians is a bit awkward. Many magic institutions are unwilling to accept water magicians."

I didn't expect that what he said to me was still heard by Noah.

"Aren't water magicians popular recently?" Noah turned around with Shirley Newman and said to Senior Vernon.

"Those lords hired us because they wanted us to participate in the plane war." Senior Vernon said unhappily.

Noah waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "What's wrong with participating in the plane war? Look at Jijia, he hasn't graduated from the Royal Magic Academy yet, but his achievements in participating in the plane war have made him a marquis. Maybe one day in the future he may have his own private plane, or a large legion of constructed knights, defeat the last-ranked Grand Duke of the Green Empire, and become a new duke."

Senior Vernon sneered and said: "Of course he has the conditions. Not only does the commander of the North Wind Legion, the Duchess Jingyue, look at him differently, he also married the princess of the South Wind Legion. As long as the two major legions of the north and south give him some support, he wants to become the Grand Duke of the Green Empire. It shouldn't be too difficult to become the new duke of the country!" Noah said to me in deep agreement: "That's right, Jijia, when you feel that you can try to challenge the last duke one day, you must notify me. Louis and I are the most solid backing." I think it's better to say nothing at this time. The plane wars in the Green Empire have never stopped in recent years. Many dukes' private armies have been almost exhausted in the plane wars. If it weren't for the plane war period, all the princes and nobles of the Green Empire needed to unite against the outside world. Some great lords who have preserved their strong strength would probably launch a battle for the title against these downtrodden dukes. Hearing Noah's promise to me, Senior Vernon also complained unwillingly: "Hey, we are friends, why are the treatments so different!" Noah walked to Senior Vernon, put his arm around his shoulders and asked him: "Senior Vernon, do you know how much money it costs to form a 500-man constructed knight group?" "It should cost at least tens of thousands of magic crystals!" Senior Vernon obviously didn't have any calculations in this regard, so he just said a number. "Don't even think about it without 100,000 magic crystals!" Noah opened one hand, turned it in front of Senior Vernon, and said to him.

"Okay, just ignore what I said before!" Senior Vernon smacked his lips.

Noah smiled and said, "When you are able to form a Construct Knights, you can probably compete for the title of Marquis."

Senior Vernon shook his head again and again: "I mean, being a professional magician is actually pretty good."

For this dinner, Noah chose a very high-end restaurant, which is located at the north corner of the food street. We rarely come to such high-end restaurants. One reason is that it is a bit far from the Royal Magic Academy, and the other is that Noah will take into account Senior Vernon's feelings. But now it is different. Senior Vernon has a magic oven and a monthly dividend. This income is difficult for even some small nobles in the imperial capital to reach.

With a bulging wallet, the taste of life should naturally be improved appropriately. Moreover, this time it is to celebrate Senior Vernon's successful refining of red copper solution, so Noah came here to eat seafood and grilled fish.

But just when we were about to reach the door of the restaurant, we suddenly found that Senior Erica was sitting on a bench on the street. The cold wind blew, and her long hair fluttered in the wind under the magic cone hat. Her face was already red from the cold, but she still sat there quietly looking at the pedestrians on the street, with an indescribable loneliness on her face.

We stopped. Vernon was looking at the introduction of various dishes in the window with great interest. When he saw us stop, he turned around and saw Senior Erica sitting alone on the street. His expression froze instantly.

Noah sighed, hugged Shirley Newman and stood aside without saying anything.

I rubbed my nose, walked up to Senior Erica, stood in front of Senior Erica, smiled and greeted her, "Senior Erica! Long time no see."

At this time, she raised her head and saw Noah and Senior Vernon behind me. She rubbed her cheeks that were a little red from the cold with a little embarrassment, and then stood up from the bench and said, "Vernon, Jijia, Noah, why are you here?"

Noah groaned and said, "We were planning to celebrate Senior Vernon becoming an alchemist."

That expression that deserved a beating made Senior Erica smile bitterly. Shirley Newman gently poked Noah and told him to shut up.

To avoid embarrassment, Senior Erica reached out and lifted her hair, then straightened her chest and smiled at Senior Vernon and said, "Vernon, congratulations!"

Her smile was a little forced, and she seemed to be worried.

Senior Vernon opened his mouth, but didn't say a word in his stomach. He just stood in front of Senior Erica and looked at her straight.

I sighed softly, put my arm around Noah and said, "Noah, didn't you say you were going to pick a magic sword with Shirley Newman?"

"Ah?" Noah looked at me with a puzzled look.

Shirley Newman, however, smiled happily and held Noah's arm tightly.

I stamped my sore feet. It was really a long way to walk here.

I said to Senior Vernon and Senior Erica, "I have to hurry to the Institute of Magic, Senior Vernon, Senior Erica, let's go first..."

After that, I dragged Noah away with Shirley Newman...

After walking quite far, I looked back and saw Senior Vernon and Senior Erica still standing in front of the restaurant, but they seemed to have started talking, and Senior Erica's expression also eased a little.