My Magic Age

Captain Montgomery quickly walked to the window, looked out the window with wide eyes, then looked at me with an incredible expression and asked: "She doesn't know that there is a forbidden air circle in the entire imperial capital?"

I injected a little magic power into the magic broom, and the magic patterns carved on the magic broom lit up one by one.

A stream of magic light flashes continuously on the broom, and the frame of this magic broom is made of magic black iron. The simple magic broom is divided into three parts: the helm, the aerostat, and the thruster. It looked like a little sheep without wheels. I carefully pushed it out of the attic window, then quickly climbed out of the window and rode on the magic broom skillfully.

He turned around and smiled helplessly at Captain Montgomery, and said, "She probably came in a hurry, and no one has told her yet. Let's go and have a look. She seems to be flying a little high!"

Captain Montgomery leaned out of the window and propped his elbows on the window sill. He couldn't hide the envy in his eyes and smiled at me: "Don't look at it. In normal times, it would be minor injuries and forced landings, but now I'm afraid it's very serious." It’s hard to say…”

Seeing the black spot falling downward in the sky, I didn't expect that this young harpy was so good at flying and could fly so high all of a sudden.

Calculating the landing point in his mind, he drove the magic broom, carefully sticking to the ridge of the roof and flying forward.

"Be careful, don't fly too high. The 'thunder and lightning' technique in the forbidden air circle is no joke." Captain Montgomery shouted to me from behind.

I turned my back to him and raised one hand to wave to reassure him.

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The dazzling sunshine in the afternoon made me squint my eyes. The tiles on the roof were warmed by the heat. When flying on the ridge, I would feel a heat wave hitting my face.

I even feel like an ant crawling on a non-stick pan covered with butter. I crawl very fast, but I can't leave the bottom of the bottom of the pan.

No matter how fast you fly, all you feel is the hot wind. With the protective circle activated in the imperial capital, it's like entering summer in advance.

The magic power from the fingertips is evenly injected into the magic pattern formation of the magic broom. Since that trip to San Carlos City, my skill in driving the magic broom has improved greatly, and the magic power output has become more stable. , I can do it without even concentrating. I can ride on the magic broom and keep turning my head to look around at the scenery. I can also hold the tiller with one hand and take out a kettle with the other hand to drink some water, or do something simple. action.

Climbing over the ridge of another roof, I saw the snow-white harpy Deborah hanging on a sycamore tree from a distance. The entire crown of the big tree was smashed to pieces, and her sexy body moved in an extremely sexy way. She hung in a twisted posture on the tree, looking like she was unconscious and motionless. The red liquid fell on the grass under the tree drop by drop along her folded white wings.

There were some civilian onlookers standing around under the tree. They all looked at this 'beautiful bird' falling from the sky in surprise. They talked excitedly. Some strong young people were even ready to climb the tree and pull her out. Saved.

I can only pray secretly in my heart, hoping that she is still alive.

Someone was already carrying a wooden ladder over there, and it was being placed on the main branch of the sycamore tree. Someone was climbing up quickly.

I rode on the magic broom and hovered next to the big tree with a wave of air. I looked at this group of civilians without saying a word. They seemed a little nervous. They looked at the magic broom under me and the magic badge on my chest. After hearing someone exclaim "He is a magician", some people in the crowd began to look very uneasy and took several steps back.

The young man who had climbed up the wooden ladder also looked at me with fear. He stopped moving and looked at me in fear.

"Your Majesty the Magician!" He looked very nervous, holding his hands on the ladder, and then said apologetically to me: "I didn't know this bird was yours..."

This is me, how can I care about listening to the apology of a young civilian.

I put one hand on the magic broom, jumped up, and jumped down from it. Regardless of whether the harpy Deborah could be saved or not, I quickly drew the 'hydrotherapy' magic pattern array, a series of magic spells. The light shrouded her body, and I quickly climbed up the wooden ladder. I frowned at the young man standing in front of me and scolded: "Why don't you get out of the way?"

The young man hurriedly climbed up the tree trunk with the help of a ladder, and then even helped me to please me, allowing me to easily stand on the horizontal branch of the sycamore tree.

Deborah, the harpy, was hanging upside down in front of me. Her breath seemed very weak. There was a hole as big as an egg on one of the broken wings, and there were very clear burnt marks on it, which was obviously the impact point of the lightning strike. , following the trace of the lightning strike, there was an obvious dark green mark on her body, extending from the middle part of the wings to the shoulders, passing through the heart, abdominal cavity, extending to the inner thighs, exploding from her left and right ankles .

The pair of bird claws had been completely burnt by lightning. This injury was considered the most fatal injury to Deborah. As for falling from the high altitude, because the wings were used as a buffer, it was only the moment it hit the sycamore tree. , two wings with a wingspan of more than three meters were broken, and the bone stubble protruded from the broken parts, which looked miserable.

I used 'hydrotherapy' in time to help him stop the bleeding, and her signs of life were relatively stable.

Squatting on the tree, I carefully checked Deborah's injuries. Obviously, the fatal injury was a penetrating blow caused by the second-level "Lightning Spell". The lightning passed through her body and even passed through her heart. I think one-third of her organs were almost roasted by the lightning.

Secondly, there were very serious fractures. Both wings were broken, and the broken bones pierced out from under the skin, which was shocking.

"Help me get her down!" I said to the civilian young man next to me.

"Ah!... Yes, okay! I mean... that's what you say, Master Magician!" The young man seemed a little incoherent. He was just carefully observing Deborah's wings covered with bird feathers, and he was a little dazed. I talked to him and actually scared him.

I ignored him and stood on the tree trunk chanting magic, drawing a larger magic pattern array, and the civilians under the tree slowly gathered again.

"Gathering Water" The water elements kept gathering and then condensed into a water wall.

"Shaping" When shaping, I delicately manipulated the water wall to tilt out a gentle slope, like an ice slide, with one end of the water wall extending to my feet, and the other end parallel to the ground, winding and twisting.

The magic pattern array on the fingertips turned into a light blue light, like a star point distributed on the already shaped water wall,

I said a sentence in ancient Elven language: "Freeze"

A magical light flashed, and the entire water wall turned into an ice wall in an instant, and even the grass under the water wall was all frozen in the ice.

Then, with the help of the civilian, I rescued Deborah from the tree and slid down the ice wall smoothly under the tree.

I used a "water therapy" again to stabilize her injuries. She was injured in the abdominal organs by the "thunder technique", and the effect of water therapy was very limited. Dare not delay, I used a few cut branches, fixed her broken wings to the branches with ropes, and then covered Deborah with a blanket.

At this time, Captain Montgomery and his team of knights rode slowly over. Seeing the knights of the guard camp coming over, the civilians scattered. Captain Montgomery seemed to be used to this scene. He jumped off his horse indifferently, strode over, and squatted beside me. The knights behind him also came over.

Captain Montgomery lifted the blanket, took a look at Deborah's injuries, patted my shoulder sympathetically, and said to me: "It should be impossible to save her! Hey, I feel very sorry about this, but do you want to take her body away?"

"She is still alive and still breathing." I squatted beside Deborah. I felt very guilty when I thought about the promise I made to Reingar last night to take good care of his daughter. The next day, it turned out like this. No wonder Reingar tied his daughter with chains. Maybe Deborah also has such a jumpy personality in front of Reingar.

"However, this state is no different from death!" Montgomery put down the blanket, rubbed his hands twice, turned around and asked his subordinates: "Don't you think so?"

Captain Montgomery looked back, and the knights behind him immediately showed their approval.

Without waiting for me to react, Captain Montgomery stood up, put on the steel helmet under his armpit, and said to me formally: "Then, Wizard Jijia, I have to continue patrolling with my subordinates, so I'm sorry to leave you!"

Maybe he was worried that I would take back the magic crystal he gave him, or maybe he really had a mission. Anyway, after Captain Montgomery said this in public, he rode his horse again and galloped out of the alley with a team of knights, leaving me alone here. For a moment, I didn't know what to do. I was alone and had no way to transport Deborah back.

Just when I was thinking about whether to make a simple stretcher to drag Deborah out of the civilian area, a magic carriage drove towards me. A familiar face leaned out of the carriage and smiled at me and said, "Mister Magician, is there anything I can help you with?"

I nodded to him happily. I recognized him as the coachman who was waiting for me at the street corner. I never thought that he would follow me at this time, which gave me an unexpected surprise.

"Please take me to the temple, oh, or to Campbell Sanatorium!" I said to the coachman a little excitedly.

Sometimes when people are in trouble, they often feel deeply touched when they meet a life-saving straw. At this moment, I have a sincere gratitude to this smiling coachman.

The coachman removed a door from the magic carriage, and the two of us used this door panel to carry Deborah to the magic carriage and let her lie on the soft chair. I sat opposite Deborah and saw that she had no reaction in her coma. At this moment, I didn't know whether she could survive.

After all, in the high altitude, because of the triggering of the second-level magic "Lightning" on the defense array, it directly caused penetrating damage, and then fell from a height of 100 meters, breaking both wings. It was a miracle that I was lucky enough to survive after falling like this.

Unexpectedly, I would run into a wall at the door of Campbell Sanatorium. This time, I couldn't even touch the door of the sanatorium. I was blocked outside by a group of construct knights.

I didn't expect that the plane war had become so serious that a whole group of constructed knights would cross the portal and return to the imperial capital for collective rest. Moreover, they relied on their tyrannical force to tyrannically occupy the entire sanatorium. It is not difficult to see how much their entire knight group needs healers. They even dared to offend the public and ensure that their comrades received timely treatment.

Because this is a military sanatorium, the impact is still controlled within a certain range.

But... I looked at Deborah lying on the soft chair. The blood flowing from her body had dampened the cushion of the soft chair, and her breath was getting weaker and weaker.

I thought helplessly: Where else can I take her?

The roadside trees outside the car window moved backwards quickly, blowing the wind into the magic caravan, but my mood was extremely bad.

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The magic caravan finally turned to the smooth avenue of Yulin Street after a bumpy ride. Looking out the window, mages in magic robes walked on the sidewalk from time to time. I felt that the street of the Pride Tower was really different from other streets. Here, mages in magic robes could be seen everywhere.

The Pride Tower stood at the end of Yulin Street.

Scholar Yekis told me last night that this set of magic pattern construction has completely entered the final stage. The remaining two magic pattern constructions are the ‘Black Rhino Shoulder Guard’ that increases the strength attribute, and the other is the ‘Chain Armor Vault’ that increases the physique. The magic pattern arrays of the two equipments are not too difficult, and the most important point is that Yekis did not make too many changes to these constructions, so we can use the experience of our predecessors, so that the production process will be very easy.

I want to take advantage of the last week of this month to do my best to make the last two magic rune structures the best, and I want to take the opportunity of making the last two magic rune structures to learn several important factors in designing magic rune structures. Although I am now capable of making a first-level magic rune structure, I cannot be considered an inscriptionist, because I do not have the ability to design magic rune structures independently. I can only be considered a craftsman of magic rune structures.

When Deborah was seriously injured, the first place I thought of was actually the temple, but the blood flowing in Deborah's body contained a lot of magic. She was a primary intelligent magic beast. For the temple, this kind of creature should not exist in this world, so I didn't dare to take her to the temple for help. Otherwise, as long as those priests performed a "great healing spell", they could recover her injuries.

In fact, the second choice was Campbell Sanatorium. Unfortunately, Su happened to accompany Ying Li across the portal in the morning and entered the Manda plane for adventure training. Without Su by my side, I couldn't even touch the door of this sanatorium set up by the imperial military. Only then did I realize that the identity of a magician was not omnipotent.

So, in the end, I made a helpless decision and chose to return to the Imperial Capital Magic Research Institute. Perhaps the magic beast scholars in the institute might be able to save her.

The carriage stopped at the door of the Tower of Pride, and with the help of the coachman, I lifted Deborah off the carriage.

After all, I have been working diligently in the Magic Research Institute almost every night for more than a month. Even though I am an insignificant little magician, at least in the eyes of the guards of the Tower of Pride, I am more or less familiar. Seeing me struggling to lift a wounded person from the magic caravan, the guard at the door finally ran over quickly, and then I don't know where to find a stretcher, and finally lifted Deborah to the fourth floor of the Tower of Pride - the Magic Research Institute.