My Magic Age

"Is this a drop of...life essence?" Qige looked carefully at the green juice as clear as emerald in the bottle. She raised her delicate eyebrows and guessed with a hint of surprise: "I didn't expect that the life essence is still there. It can be used in this way. In other words, if the essence of life is mixed into the healing potion, it may have unexpected effects. "

After a tiring day, I felt like my whole body was falling apart. Lying flat on the soft leather sofa, I closed my eyes and felt the slight vibrations caused by the bumps of the magic caravan. I asked Qige: "Do you want to get two more bottles?" Go back to the lab and do some research?"

"Hey! So considerate..." Qige came close to me, her voice sounded a little charming, and the light perfume on her body was very unique and made people feel very relaxed.

Qigote asked softly in my ear: "Those old guys from the Magic Guild want you to hand over the design of the fishskin hood?"

I replied: "Yeah!"

She asked me again: "What do the Yerkes scholars say?"

I sighed and said, "What else can you do! Just hand it over. After all, it involves the magic pattern of life, and it is a bill passed through collective discussion by the House of Representatives of the Magic Union. Besides, the magicians of the Green Empire are not good at this aspect." Our accumulation is already a little behind, and our little arms can’t twist our thighs, so let them take a look at the design drawings. Anyway, they will soon know how difficult it is to draw this magic pattern structure. "

Qige said to me with a trace of doubt in her tone: "Now that you have figured it out, why do you still have to have a conflict with others at the entrance of the Junior Magic Academy? Catalina is not with you, are you really not afraid of getting beaten? "

"What's there to be afraid of?" I said fearlessly with my eyes closed.

The feeling of the cold lips touching me was like eating a freshly chilled sweet grape. The soft and wet lips had an indescribable smoothness. My heart moved for no reason, and then I suddenly opened my eyes. Sure enough, I saw Takama, under Qige's instruction, squinting her eyes and touching her thin cold lips. The golden pupils shrank the moment I opened my eyes. I could even feel her His heart beat faster.

She is a jungle warrior with strong self-control, best at 'jungle concealment' and 'ambush'. Takama has always seemed so calm whenever and wherever she is around Qige, but she has always maintained her calmness. The famous Takama actually looked a little flustered the moment I opened my eyes. Under her cold appearance, she has a delicate and sensitive heart.

Although this was just a little prank by Qige, the maid Takama cared about my feelings. Just before her golden pupils shrank into pinholes, I stretched out my hand to hold her pretty melon-shaped face, making her unable to avoid it. Instead, he threw her down on the carpet of the carriage and kissed her maid full in front of Qi Ge.

Her tongue was a little cold, but it was extremely flexible, and she didn't feel the weird bifurcation.

Holding my magic robe from behind with two hands, Qige leaned her head over, separated me from Takama, stared at me with hot eyes, sprayed warm breath on my face, and screamed through gritted teeth Said: "Hey, Jijia, you take it seriously, right..."

There was a faint smile on that beautiful face, but it was a hint of teasing and a hint of flattery.

At this moment, she was the most beautiful woman in the entire Green Capital. She stretched out her hands and hooked my neck, and suddenly occupied Takama's position.

Qige seemed to suddenly want to try a different taste, so the magic caravan sped along the long street, and every bump was like climbing over the Mazzaro Peak.

Qige and I tried that different taste on this magic caravan. When everything calmed down, we discovered that the magic caravan had been parked in the shadow of the corner on the edge of the Tower of Pride Square, which is at the very edge of the square. , after nightfall, the free magic market in the square dispersed, and it became a quiet place.

Qige was resting her head on my chest, her shiny black hair spread on my chest. She squinted her eyes, showing a lazy look, and lay in my arms.

Takama knelt aside and wiped her body with a warm wet towel.

Looking at the swaying chandelier on the ceiling of the carriage, I held Qige's slender and soft hand and said to Qige: "Why do you suddenly feel like we are about to separate?"

Qige propped up her body, tied her long and messy hair into a ponytail with both hands, put on a dark green magic robe, glanced at me and said, "Isn't that right? Aren't you going to return to the Hierro plane with the Duke of Samoyed?" ?”

I smiled and said, "I'm just going for a week. It's not like I won't come back. Maybe it can take a shorter time. As soon as I reach Pereira City, I will come back through the portal of the Teleportation Altar. I can't delay my studies here. The construction of the town over there has to be put on the agenda. The business of magic pattern spider silk cloth in the imperial capital is so good. Those dozens of giant spiders in the underground caves are spinning silk day and night. They probably won't be able to survive for too long. After all, Let’s get a fresh batch.”

Qige sat on the carpet of the carriage with her legs together and folded them. She breathed out softly and said to me: "I thought you would be gone for another two or three months. It turns out that you can prepare the teleportation altar through the teleportation altar." A bridge connects the imperial capital to the Hierro plane. You can't wait to return to Hierro with Samoyed. This will be much more convenient. In this way, the teleportation magic circle at the Duke's Palace of Durva Province is not the only entrance to the Hierro plane. The small one you opened The portal feels a bit like stowaway. ”

Her face is as bright as the bright moon in the night sky, and her eyes always seem to hold a colorful world.

She sat on the carpet, a pair of snow-white arms emerging from the wide sleeves of her magic robe, exuding a porcelain white sheen.

With Takama's help, I quickly put on a robe. When I saw Qige simply touching up her makeup, I opened the door of the caravan and jumped out.

At night, the Tower of Pride square seemed very empty and quiet. There were only a few guards standing at the gate. The armor on their bodies gave people a shining silver feeling even at night.

Qige got out of the caravan and regained her cool look.

I stood in front of the carriage, stroking the mane of the ancient Bolai horse, and asked her: "The Duke of Samoyed came to you, what kind of trade do you want to do, magic potions? Or the trade of imported goods from the orc tribe?"

Qige walked towards the gate of the Tower of Pride, raised her arrogant chin, revealing a beautiful snow neck, and said to me: "Every duke and lord wants to buy my magic potion, but after all, it requires a workshop. It’s only if it can be produced over there!”

We went up the stone steps, and Qige seemed to be in a good mood. Along the way, we met some magic assistants who saluted her and smiled in return.

At the Magic Research Institute, when Qige and I walked together, we would always be looked at with strange eyes, so I had to avoid such embarrassment every time.

But Qige just likes to walk with me, and even chats with me on the road: "According to Samoyed, the crisis in the Hierro plane comes from the city of Pereira. The population of that city has a teleportation array. has reached saturation, and the total population continues to grow every day. The entire city It is full of homeless vagrants and refugees. They need a lot of cheap food, free drinking water, warm clothing and temporary shelter. Once these are not supplied in time, they will become a safety hazard in the city of Pereira. , you must pass through the city of Pereira when you go to the Hierro plane, so remember to be careful."

She told me: "The city is surrounded by layers of forests, and the Nibru tribe's spider-men have swept away the Black Forest. Therefore, the entire city of Pereira currently relies on a large number of supplies from outside. The wheat flour market in the imperial capital is dominated by those in the south. It is jointly controlled by a large lord, and no one has been able to break their business monopoly. What Samoyed asked me to buy was military supplies, including canned luncheon meat and meat floss bricks, three types of food that are easy to carry. "

Qige walked into her laboratory, but asked Takama to block me from the door. The reason was that she couldn't concentrate on doing magic experiments when I was around.

In fact, Takama couldn't stop me at all, because I discovered one thing, as long as I put my hand on her weak spot, she would become sore and weak.

Takama's face was sullen, with a trace of blush appearing on his cheeks. Under my gaze, the last line of defense in his heart quickly collapsed, and he quickly retreated into the magic laboratory.

I didn't chase him in, but ran to Scholar Yerkes's laboratory and continued to draw the 'Devil Snake's Fang' magic pattern structure.

Scholar Yerkes sat at his desk, looking a little absent-minded and in a trance, always turning his head to look at the night sky outside the window.

It was probably because Lady Cecilia's sudden departure left some grudges and sadness in his heart, and he seemed a little decadent. Maybe Eve's embrace could make him forget these troubles.

I walked up to him, followed his gaze, looked out the window at the night with him, and asked him: "Do you want to go to the airport town to see her off?"

Scholar Yerkes knew that I was referring to Lady Cecilia. He shook his head at me, sighed, and said, "So what if I go, forget it, since I have decided to leave, it's better not to see you again."

I asked Yerkes, "Would you like to go have a drink together?"

Yerkes smiled and said to me: "I'm not as fragile as you think. By the way, how was the presentation of your fishskin hood design drawings?"

I smiled bitterly at Yerkes and said, "It's better not to mention it, it's just terrible!"

"Do they think the drawing is very simple and they don't like it?" Yerkes pointed out the problem pointedly.

"How do you know?" I asked him.

Yerkes smiled and said to me: "Hey, of course I know that all the inscribers in the Green Empire have this kind of virtue!"

Then, as if he had thought of something, he took out a roll of magic parchment from the writing desk, stuffed it into me, and said to me, "Come and take a look at this drawing."

According to what he said, I unfolded the roll of magic parchment. On the bottom map of the parchment, there was a simple outline of an ankle. In the outline was the structural diagram of the magic array drawn by the Yerkes scholar. There is a simple text explanation on the side. This is a primary wind magic pattern 'Light Spirit Wind' that can be drawn on the ankle. The magic effect is not even as good as 'Wind Speed', but the biggest feature of this magic pattern is The mana cost is almost imperceptibly low.

I asked him in surprise: "Did you really design it? Can it be drawn on skin?"

Yerkes nodded very firmly and said: "Well, this should be regarded as a design that belongs entirely to us. It is specially designed based on the 'Energy-Gathering Accompanying Magic Pattern'. This magic pattern construction drawing comes from the 'Light Spirit' The magic skill "Wind" has a very simple magic structure and consumes very little magic power."

I couldn't help but asked him doubtfully: "Even junior magicians don't bother to use this kind of elementary magic that improves agility attributes. Who would use it?"

"Of course, a second-level warrior won't look at it more, but we can try to combine this primary magic pattern structure with the energy-gathering magic pattern to see if the magic power generated by the 'energy-gathering magic pattern' can make the 'light wind' work normally." He said.

Scholar Yekis said to me confidently: "If it is possible, then this magic pattern structure is targeted at a wide range of people, including first-level warriors, warrior apprentices, and even ordinary civilians. As long as they have a little bit of the carrying capacity of the magic pattern structure, they don't need to provide magic power anyway. The magic effect that this magic pattern structure can provide is that: when people walk, their bodies are more light."

He added: "My original intention of designing this was to improve the marching ability of the heavy armored infantry regiment. It's a pity that only you can draw this thing. I think you probably don't eat, drink, or sleep all day long, and it's probably difficult to popularize it in the barracks."

I think Yekis is thinking a little far, so I said to him: "Hey, I don't know if this magic pattern structure can succeed, so I thought about the later stage Are we thinking too far ahead in the promotion? "

Yekis slapped his forehead and said, "That's right!"

He turned around and urged me to take a closer look at his magic pattern assembly drawing. He said, "You should get familiar with it quickly. Such a simple 'light wind' should not be a problem for you!"

While observing his line structure, I asked back, "Why, you won't let me draw one right away, right?"

Unexpectedly, he said, "It's not too late to do it now, why not?"

I raised my head, picked up the magic drawing in my hand, and asked him, "But who do you want me to draw such a simple magic pattern assembly on?"

"I have a way, follow me!" Yekis said to me without thinking.

Scholar Yekis took me out of the Tower of Pride, and then walked all the way to the back street of the Tower of Pride. The taverns here are like mushrooms after rain. In just a few months, more than a dozen taverns have been built. The back street, which was originally deserted, became very lively at night.

Many professionals have also emerged here. There are many French fries and fried fish stalls on this street, and the whole back street is filled with the aroma of fried food.

There are also some "corpse carriers" who wait outside the tavern. These "corpse carriers" are generally employed by tavern waiters or drinkers. They will carry some drunken drinkers to their carriages, and some will even send their employers home. Their fees are also very low, and they can only earn a meager silver coin for one trip.

There are also some streetwalkers and hostesses outside many taverns. They usually don't enter the tavern unless the drinkers are willing to buy them a drink. They will follow the drinkers into the tavern. There is a clear difference between the hostesses and streetwalkers here. The hostesses will only accompany the guests to drink and chat, and will recommend different drinks to different guests. In addition to accompanying the guests to drink, those streetwalkers can also accompany the guests to sleep. These women basically come from the sixth and seventh blocks.

Yekis and I walked on the street in magic robes, and pedestrians on the street avoided us.

In the imperial capital, people are still full of awe for magicians.

I originally thought that he wanted to find a tavern and was going to go in and have a few drinks with me, but I didn't expect that scholar Yekis actually stopped outside the tavern and asked a girl who looked clean and pleasing standing in the shadow at the door of the tavern with a smile: "Do you mind if I tattoo a beautiful pattern on your ankle?"

I stood beside him. At first, I thought he wanted to find a hostess, but I didn't expect him to ask such a question.

The hostess didn't even hear the question of scholar Yekis, but just said weakly: "Mr. Magician, I am a hostess, and I don't do anything else."

"Is that so! Okay."

Scholar Yekis didn't care, and didn't explain any more. He looked at a girl next to him who didn't even participate in the coming-of-age ceremony, and asked the same question: "Do you mind if I tattoo a beautiful pattern on your ankle?"

"Pay money?" The pretty girl responded weakly.

"Of course!" Scholar Yekis replied with a smile.

"How much?" the girl asked quickly.

The scholar Yekis took off the purse from his waist, untied the rope at the mouth of the purse, revealing a pile of shiny silver coins inside, and said to the girl: "You can only reach in with one hand and grab a handful. I will give you as much as you can grab!"

The girl's eyes lit up when she heard the scholar Yekis say this. A silver coin from the Green Empire is as big as an egg and is extremely heavy. In fact, with the girl's small hands, even if she grabs a handful of silver coins, she probably can't grab ten.

The pretty girl hesitated for a moment before she told Yekis honestly, "I don't drink much, and I don't have much tolerance for alcohol."

Yekis said to her, "You don't need to be able to drink! You just need to have a pair of beautiful long legs."

The girl blinked again and said, "Master Magician, I am not yet an adult, so I can't sleep with you."

Yekis laughed and said proudly, "Haha, do you think I like to sleep with a firewood girl in my arms? I just want to tattoo a beautiful pattern on your ankle, but after this pattern is tattooed, it will probably be difficult to wash off in the future."

When the girl heard this, she asked with great anticipation: "Is it a pattern like the magic pattern structure?"

Yekis scholar answered: "Yes!"

The girl immediately agreed: "Okay, I do."

Perhaps this pretty girl just thought that Yekis wanted to use her legs to practice the method of drawing magic patterns, but since Yekis was willing to pay, and the girl didn't think there was anything wrong with having an extra magic pattern on her legs, she agreed so readily.

There is one thing she probably doesn't know yet, she is the girl chosen by the lucky hand of Yekis scholar...