Shaman from Afar

The dark velvet floor curtain blocked the intense summer heat and the shady room was silent; the grey light spilled through the window added a mysterious charm to the laboratory.

As a special laboratory for the president of the Wizarding Association, there were originally many exquisite furnishings, but Ain Rand, who was suspected of the place, moved out, even the floor-standing mechanical clock imported from the Dwarf Kingdom.

Although she liked the design very much, it was too noisy.

At the moment, Loren was full of open books; every book was desperately opened his mind, as if he wished to press his face directly on the pages of the book.

Alchemy is a very advanced, practical and broad-minded knowledge ... Even if Isaac Grantham never admits the former, he has to admit the latter.

On the test bench, the dark-haired wizard had a tool thinner than the blood vessels. He tapped on it “softly” bit by bit, describing the book as “very simple”, and only then found the difficulty “comparable to hell”. The seal is carved on a bronze plate.

The forehead was covered with cold sweat, and Loren, who was absorbed in it, did not wipe, and stared at the tool in his hand.

As long as he "shook", his blood and sweat for two hours would be abandoned.

Ain was lying on the soft sofa across the table, so lazy that the clothes were not in order, and her golden hair was messed up beside the sofa arm. An open book covered her face, allowing her to take a nap.

There is only a smart sapphire, from time to time peeping under the cover of a book on a fool who is still "indomitable".

"Snapped!"

Loren on the test bench suddenly let go of his hands, as if somewhere was breathing out, and the whole person fell on the platform without warning.

"Ayn?"

"Huh?" The little wizard on the sofa promised lazily; when he took the book off his face, he saw the black-haired wizard lying on the test bench with his hand out, holding a piece of seal that was just carved. Bronze plate.

"Bring it over and show me."

Stretching comfortably, Ain, who had a curved corner of his mouth, took the bronze plate and placed it in front of his eyes. He carefully raised his eyebrows and saw that a guy lying on the test bench was glancing at her.

Well, just like a student who was watching the teacher correcting the test paper.

"It's much better than before. It's really a work that can be completed with heart." With a grin, the little wizard "commented" on the messy ghost symbol in his hand: "But ..."

"But?" The voice of a fool was clearly miserable twice.

"The transmission line that I want to use as a" floating city "is not enough ... well, it will explode as soon as it is put on, I guess?"

As soon as the voice fell, the dark-haired wizard paralyzed the whole person directly: "No, I can't do it ... too difficult for this."

"This is already the simplest part ... Just laying the nodes requires at least 6,000 to 10,000 identical runes to be enough."

The little wizard spread his hands and smiled at the dark-haired wizard who was paralyzed on the chair with a smile on his mouth: "How about, is it a little harder than spelling?"

"A little? What you describe is too relaxing!" The dark-haired wizard muttered in a low voice, tired, even without the strength to get up: "I'm more tired than fighting, I don't want to move all over my body."

"Ah, isn't a guy voluntary?"

"That's because the great alchemist His Excellency Ain Rand told me that learning alchemy can help speed up the restoration of the spiritual palace?"

"Hum ... isn't it? Your mental state is obviously much better than just now."

"Really? I feel like I was when I woke up."

Complaining, sarcasm ... leisurely conversation, smiling face to face, as if time is still.

One minute, two minutes, quarter hour, one hour ... maybe the morning has passed, but neither of them wants to break this serenity first.

Just this morning, the idiot suddenly broke into her laboratory and said that she would help her complete the design of the floating city; in the end, it became Ain who taught him the most basic alchemy.

From the beginning, pointing at the basic runes on the book and shouting "This is also called simple?", And later, without the help of yourself, you can independently complete a rune seal, Loren's progress can be called rapid.

Of course, this is actually not surprising. The wizard of magical spells needs to be proficient in occultism, and the knowledge of occultism has an inherent advantage over alchemy; even runes that do not understand at all, as long as they can understand the principles, they can certainly grasp .

This is why Isaac always looks down on other wizards ... Mysticism is the fundamental discipline of all disciplines of wizarding. In theory, all the wizarding departments need the support of mystic theory and viewpoints.

This is a consensus in the wizarding world, but it is difficult for outsiders to understand the reason, especially for ordinary people; alchemists can bring comfort and convenience to their lives, and pharmacists and herbalists can cure patients ... What can a mystic wizard do?

theory? We only need to enjoy the good things brought by magic, what should we do with theory?

Because of this, only Eboden has a large group of mystic wizards and the most complete theoretical system; in a sense, it also ensures the absolute status of the nine-man star wizard tower in the wizarding world.

But speaking of Ebden ...

"Where are Miss Ariel and her housekeeper?" The little wizard suddenly asked, "I feel like I haven't seen them for several days. What happened?"

"They, they have gone back," the dark-haired wizard replied casually.

"Already gone back?"

"Yeah, the matter of the United Chamber of Commerce has been resolved, and the alliance with the Turin family has been negotiated, and it doesn't make sense to stay again?" Loren explained lightly:

"They left yesterday afternoon, because the Red Blood Castle was chaotic recently, so there was no big farewell."

"Really?" With a long tail, Ai Yin's expression was obviously doubtful.

The dark-haired wizard shrugged and said it was obvious.

Of course it is fake.

The round table council is on the way, and the imperial mission is already on the way; if Ariel Corona continues to stay, it will only make the Red Blood Fort into a more disadvantaged position, and make it difficult for Charlotte in front of the Sky Dome explain.

As for whether Ariel had really left the Red Blood Castle ... Loren raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Moon Shadow Cat in the corner of the laboratory. A pair of scarlet pupils were also secretly watching him.

Just like he really thought, these two guys won't leave him easily ...

"Loren, why did you suddenly think of helping me complete the floating city?" The little wizard asked again.

"I thought I did it. Is there a reason for this kind of thing?" The black-haired wizard replied for granted, focusing entirely on the scroll of parchment in front of him:

"It just happened to be idle today, and pass the time."

"Deceptive." The little wizard said lightly.

"Ok?"

"Your mind is not here at all." Ai Yin continued, tilting his head as if looking at an artwork, staring at the expression of the dark-haired wizard.

"Why do you say that?" Loren slowly raised his head ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ asked cautiously: "It's because the rune I made is too bad, making you impatient ... Uh! Wouldn't you like to drive me away? "

The poor tone of being bullied made the little wizard sneer.

"Hurry you away? Some guy seems to have forgotten. This is the president's room of the Wizarding Association." Ai Yin asked angrily, turning his head back with a grunt: "You are the owner of this room ... you have to leave too It should be me leaving. "

"Oh ... yeah." Loren nodded in a "sudden understanding": "If you don't say I almost forgot, I'm the president of the association."

"It's still a person who never asks, a sleep is a whole month, and throws everything to someone else's president!" Ai Yin burst into anger, flushing his cheeks.

With a self-deprecating smile, the dark-haired wizard had no idea what to do with a good expression.

"Loren, what I really want to say is ..." The little wizard long sighed, and his smile faded:

"Your mind is not here at all, right?"