Mage? Spell Engineer!

Where is the Tower of Stars in Valuauna? This is a question, and if you ask the old Valuaana people to ask this question, most of them will not be able to answer it. The world where mages exert influence everywhere seems to be isolated from the lives of ordinary people.

The bridge between the two is the Magic Guild. But now the gate of the guild in the royal capital is closed.

Rorschach followed the caravan and hurried into the city when the sun was high. Now he was very tired and urgently needed a stable bed. Rorschach checked and found a doorbell.

There was no response after pressing the button, so Rorschach could only tap the door harder and harder.

The door slowly opened a crack: "Who is it? Do you know where this is? What time is it?"

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As soon as he finished speaking, the bell of St. Miller's Monastery in the distance rang seven times.

"It's seven o'clock, sir. Doesn't the Valluana guild not open at seven o'clock?"

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"Ah? Louder!" The door crack opened wider, revealing a sleepy young man with freckles on his face.

Rorschach finally saw him clearly, and he also saw the visitor clearly: "Oh, Master Mage!" The other party moved a little faster, and the door was finally opened enough to allow him to enter sideways.

There were only two of them in the golden hall. Rorschach noticed a complex mechanical structure on the wall behind the front desk, with brass tubes, tie rods, and a few exposed gears and instruments.

"Sorry, sorry, I knocked on the door at this time. I thought it was a drunken sans-culottes prank!" The young man on duty waited for the two people to come in and then closed the door with difficulty: "No one has greased the door hinge for a long time!"

Is this how the grease technique works?

Rorschach doesn't have a good impression of young people who have a bad attitude at work: "I don't wear culottes, I am indeed a sans-culottes man."

"My lord, please don't say that! But you have to understand that banging banging early in the morning is rude, and besides, there's a doorbell!"

"I rang the doorbell, but no one responded."

"Ang?" The young man thought of something and took out two lumps of stuff from his ears: "Look at me, I was so sleepy that I forgot I was wearing earplugs! Sorry, sorry, I offer you my most sincere apology." However, the young man's apology did not lead to any action. .

"May I ask why you came to my humble residence so early?"

Is this magnificent hall and building your humble home? Rorschach resisted the urge to complain about the other person and got straight to the point: "I want to go to the Tower of Stars."

"Oh, young spellcaster who goes to the Tower of Stars, then you must be Master Luo Rosa!"

"Rorschach."

The young man jumped to the front desk, "I'm sorry, Mr. Rorschach, we have been waiting for you for a long time! You see, it is always new for the Imperial people to come to Valuvana and the Tower of Stars. Especially since there are only so many spellcasters, the circle is So big, right? Your familiar is a duck! What can it do? Lay golden eggs?"

"It's a pity that it's a male." Rorschach found himself saying that little brother could say three sentences.

The other party pulled one of the many levers behind the front desk and muttered: "Zero, four, two, to-do items."

Poof, the brass tube extending from the ceiling to the counter spit out a paper tube. The young man opened it and looked at it, then pulled another lever. After a while, the sound of gears running, the wall changed and a drawer popped out.

"Master Rorschach, this is an item that you need to receive. The teacher asked me to give it to you. You only need to inject magic into this card and there will be a pointer to guide you to your destination."

He rubbed his hands happily: "My name is Pascal, apprentice. Master Rorschach. Coincidentally, my mentor is also Master Kano. We are from the same discipline."

"Okay Padawan Pascal."

"I came here to work to earn credits." Pascal was frustrated: "Don't you want to know what kind of person your mentor, the vampire who lets his students earn credits by sitting in the magic guild, is like?"

"Oh? What is our mentor like? Senior brother, could you please introduce him to me?"

"Ahem," Pascal was very pleased to hear the word "senior brother" and solemnly introduced:

"Leonard Cano, the eighth-level Archmage, the new chief professor of the Tower of Stars, a member of the Arcane Council of Elders, a senior member of the Alchemy Council, a senior arbiter of the Court of Owls, the only son of the Cano family, a socialite in Valuana The most high-profile spellcaster in the world, although he is not handsome either. A successful person who sleeps in every morning before starting work in the afternoon, an unqualified tutor who doesn’t care about his apprentices and no one wants to join his research group again.”

Why did he start slandering his mentor after applying for his title? Regardless of the slightly resentful comments later, Rorschach only felt that the thighs recommended by Teacher Caroline were too thick! Alas, it is not easy to live in Valuvana, but life will be easier if I hug the master’s thick legs tightly!

The little brother took out another map and business card and pointed to a point on the central axis of the city: "Starting at 9 o'clock every day, Mr. Kano will dine at the sky restaurant of the Star Torch Tower. He asked us to tell you that it is best to go there before Come see him first before the Magic Tower."

The business card was simple, "Leonard Cano," with a background of eight gold rings nested around a tower of stars. Obviously this business card reveals the rank and affiliation of the Archmage.

Considering going to the restaurant where the high-level mage is, Rorschach asked Pascal to take care of Yaz temporarily.

Following the points on the map, Rorschach passed through the "Stomach of Valuana" again. Now that loading and unloading had ended, the city's small residents and servants of the nobles were coming in and out.

The butcher shop has been opened, and even uses extremely expensive large pieces of glass. Plump and shiny sausages, bacon and fresh meats are piled on display inside. Several children are lying on the glass and drooling. The big and round butcher shop owner comes out to They rushed away, cursing and wiping the black handprints left by the children.

Unnamed vegetables fill the stalls of vegetable vendors, and they use watering cans from time to time to moisturize their vegetables.

"Oh Johnny, if you cook these fresh, tender and crispy bamboo shoots, I will definitely reward you." A vegetable vendor remembered his high-value customers and was trying his best to sell expensive vegetables.

It was still early before nine o'clock. In his previous life, when he was a student, Rorschach hated going to the vegetable market. Noisy and dirty was always its theme, but when he got here, he walked in with a long-lost and somewhat familiar feeling.

"Valuauna is worthy of being the largest city in the Southern Continent, and the food market is richer in products than the Imperial Capital."

There is a bakery. Rorschach hadn't had breakfast yet, so he bought a piece of buttered bread, and went to the butcher's shop to cut two slices of bacon - originally many people's spending power only allowed them to buy by the slice, but now it was convenient for Rorschach to make homemade "sandwiches".

Although there is no sauce, the refreshing taste is not bad. The fat and smoky flavor of bacon, the milky aroma brought by butter, and the aroma of wheat are presented one after another, making Rorschach take one bite after another.

Before finishing the last bit, there was a commotion in the market.

A thin, dark man rushed out from the aquatic area, shouting "Catch the thief!" "Damn sans-culottes!" followed closely.

I haven’t saved the manuscript anymore, maybe I’m in a hurry to type, so you’re welcome to catch bugs (there should be readers who are following up...)