The Troublesome Journey of the Chat Room Gentlemen

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Up to 8 million, repair the broken magic engraving.

There are deep mountains and old forests that are rarely visited by people, looking for plant roots with magical powers.

There is also a solid runaway leyline.

There's even a commission to recover the holy relic.

They are not tasks that are easy to complete, they are all tasks with a little bit of technology. Without the corresponding professional ability, it is difficult to complete.

Isn't it direct?

Although it felt that it was impossible for Joan of Arc to complete, Ye You still explained to Joan of Arc one by one in the image of voice.

Just as the saint was frowning and thinking, a confident and magnetic voice sounded from behind her.

"Excuse me, is it Miss Jeanne?"

The girl with blond hair in large braids turned her head and looked at the person who came in doubt.

It was a man who looked calm and steady, with glossy hair that was meticulously combed back. He was wearing a dark blue coat, buttoned neatly, giving a very self-disciplined feeling.

At this moment, some narrow eyes, with a soft smile, looked at Joan of Arc, put his white-gloved arm on his chest, nodded slightly, and said, "I am Kenneth Elmeloi Archipoulu. Virtue. Miss Joan seems to be troubled by the entrustment?"

"You know me?" Jeanne looked curiously at the visitor.

Kenneth put down his hand on his chest and smiled, "It seems that Miss Jeanne is unaware of her name."

"..."

Does he know that I am that Jeanne?

Just when Saintess thought so, Kenneth continued: "Becoming a priest directly and inheriting a classroom, this kind of thing has not happened in a clock tower for many years, and it is difficult not to attract attention."

After saying that, Kenneth changed the conversation, "But as far as I know, the classroom that Miss Joan of Arc inherited... I must be worrying about debts now. Are you looking for a suitable commission?"

"Yes."

"However, the commissions here are all defective products after layers of screening, and the Magic Association draws commissions from them. In fact, most events will be handled by corresponding professionals. If you want to accept commissions, I personally suggest that the most It’s good to connect directly with the parties.”

"Thank you, Mr. Archibald for the reminder."

Jeanne was helpless, even if she said that, where did she find the client?

Kenneth's back was straight and his hands were behind his back. Seeing Joan's expression, he understood her difficulties and said, "I know a good commission, if Miss Joan doesn't mind."

"??"

The sudden kindness made Jeanne vigilant.

Kenneth laughed, "Just a friend."

Yes, it's that simple.

This is an excellent family upbringing, a behavior habit carved into the bones.

In the face of valuable people, it will show a stylized affinity.

Therefore, nobles generally have many "friends".

The most important thing is that he only needs to provide a dispensable information, and he may gain the friendship of the magician who leads the magic city. Why not do it?

After all, in the Magic Association, the fierceness of the faction battle is almost on the verge of rising to the stage of conflict and bloodshed.

Joan of Arc reflected what happened here to Ye You in real time.

"Aozora Hime: (voice) Kenneth? He's not a bad guy, but you can listen to what he has to say."

"Thank you, and please enlighten me." Jeanne said.

"In a small town in Germany, monsters appeared one after another. Although the local church organized resistance, all the agents were wiped out. Before the Church of the Holy Church sends a new and stronger agent, you may have a chance to get a commission from the mayor. gold."

"Monster? Mayor?"

Joan of Arc was a little surprised, even she knew that the first iron rule of the Magic Association was not to reveal "mysteries" to unrelated people.

"The mayor is one of my friend's uncles and a magician," Kenneth added.

Chapter 80 Tonight, Joan of Arc joins the hunt

Kenneth took out a piece of white paper from his pocket and held it in his hand. The originally blank piece of paper suddenly appeared as mercury like a twisting snake, gradually showing silver words.

"This is my friend's address. If Miss Jeanne is interested, you can find him with this piece of paper."

Joan of Arc took it, folded the note, "Thank you Mr. El-Melloi."

"You're welcome, it's just a little effort. Miss Joan of Arc is busy first, I just got the special mercury that I've been waiting for for a long time, and I need to go back to the workshop to adjust my magic dress."

Kenneth left without any hesitation.

Joan of Arc held the note and could feel the magic fluctuations from above.

This is probably some kind of proof from the magician.

After asking Ye You, Jeanne decided to take Sakura to Germany.

They were walking on the ground this time. The last time they took the plane, they left a bad impression on the Holy Maiden.

Joan of Arc would never have been on a plane unless it was necessary.

To travel from London to Germany, you need to cross the English Channel, land at the port of Calais, and go all the way east.

The bottom layer of the quantum sea.

In an endless claustrophobic place, emptiness and silence are the eternal theme here.

Xier curled up and checked the points. It was only 100, which was not enough for one transfer. She was a little disappointed.

She clicked on "Spiritual Meditation".

Brother Ye You said that this is very useful to him. Although he doesn't understand it very well, he just needs to follow the above.

The first thing to do is to let go of your thoughts and let all distracting thoughts return to peace. Then you can clearly feel your thoughts.

This simplest step alone has already discouraged countless people.

The meditation of Taoist priests and the meditation of eminent monks often require years or even decades of practice to truly let go of everything and get rid of all distracting thoughts.

But Xier has a natural advantage in the sea of ​​​​quantum. There is eternal silence here, and it naturally blocks all interference from the outside world.

However, despite the sadness of the environment, the key is to look at yourself.

Seeer tried to let her mind go, but soon the appearance of Sister Bronya emerged, as well as the bits and pieces of her and Sister Bronya.

The first time I met her, sister Bronya looked terrible, with a cold face, like a wolf on a snowy field.

But then Xier knew that Sister Bronya was the most gentle. Just like... brother Ye You.

Suddenly, Ye You's face appeared in Xi'er's mind.

"Ah, no, no, what are you thinking... empty your mind, empty your mind... let the spirit be born with ideas..."

Seele kept trying, kept failing, and kept trying.

In this endless claustrophobic place at the bottom of the Quantum Sea, the biggest advantage is that once a goal is confirmed, it can be accomplished with maximum effort.

And when Xier was meditating, the branches of the void wrapped around her notebook were faintly flowing with a shimmering luster, looming, recording the information in the sea of ​​​​quantum independently... Tiangong City,

Ye Youjing sat on a bench in the park, watching the setting sun sink into the building, and the orange light covered the ground.

Assuming that the time is almost up, open the space and enter the world of imaginary numbers.

After Tohka vented, she lay down weakly and floated in the void.

Seeing Ye You coming in, he immediately cast a accusing gaze.

Then he puffed out his white and tender cheeks, turned his head away humbly, and didn't look at him.

More and more angry.

But in this space, she had no choice but to be incompetent and furious.

Um?

etc.

Just now... I seem to have seen the packaging bag, is it the packaging bag of soybean flour bread?

Tohka turned her head cautiously again, ah, it really is soy flour bread.

She was still sulking just now, and her mood instantly cleared the clouds and saw the bright moon.

His waist-length night hair swayed.

His crystal-like eyes shone brightly.

The girl as beautiful as a phone call said excitedly,

"Is it for me?"

Ye You nodded, "Of course."

"Oh! Sure enough, Ye You, you are a good person. I was the one who blamed you just now. I shouldn't call you a cheapskate."

The girl clenched her fists with both hands and said with a smile that seemed to be blooming carelessly behind her back.

"However, a small goal must be accomplished first." Ye You took out "Three Days of Simulation, Five Days of Control".

The flower behind the girl withered instantly.

As if suddenly caught off guard, Tohka opened her eyes.

sluggish, muttering,

"What, what..."

"That is to say," Ye You mentioned the soybean flour bread and said, "As long as you suppress the spiritual power by one-tenth now, you can eat a lot."

"Well..."

Finally, Tohka's shoulders trembled, and she said tremblingly, "Ye You, devil."

Ye You smiled and looked at Tohka Yatoshen.

Tohka is a spirit born of nature,

I'm probably a naturally born elf?

Are we siblings in terms of relationship?

He was an only child before and always wanted a sister.

Ye You thought so, and gently handed over the textbook.

Tohka could only accept it with hatred, covered her face with a book, secretly exposed her sight, glanced at Ye You, and realized that he really didn't mean to give her soy flour bread, so she could only read the book in frustration.

And Ye You also opened "Spiritual Meditation", which is one of the ways to improve strength.

The reason why he and Tohka stayed in the imaginary space most of the time was mainly because they were not very strong.

Whether it is the human side of this world or the primordial elves, they are unmatched opponents.

The passage of time cannot be felt in the imaginary space, and can only be confirmed from the chat room.

About three days have passed, and through practice, Ye You can already vaguely feel the existence of spiritual power.

And Tohxiang was also stimulated by the soybean flour bread, and abruptly suppressed the spiritual power by 20%. With a little effort, he would be able to easily master the control of the spiritual power soon.

To appear in the world silently, to manipulate space shocks, these basic applications for the Kabbalah Spirit, Tohka should also be able to master it slowly.

Looking at Tohka's step-by-step growth, Ye You unexpectedly felt a sense of accomplishment, and seemed more delighted than her own achievements in spiritual power.

"I might be a good teacher."

Ye You thought so.

Nodding to himself.

Model month, Germany, a town near Heidelberg.

Since a month ago, rumors about the "devil" have suddenly spread among the residents.

The source of the rumors could not be found, and it seemed to spread throughout the town overnight.

Humans have entered the age of electrical appliances, and the lights of civilization are lit at night. Even so, the residents of this small town are still panicking, as if they are shrouded in shadows.