I'm not a magician

The privacy of the small yard is very good. The fence facing the door is more than half the height of a person. As long as it is not an orc warrior with an average height of [-] meters, it is generally impossible to see the scene in the yard.

In the same way, Ji Chi couldn't see the person standing at the door at this time. From his perspective, he could only see an overgrown head with dense brown curly hair fluttering in the wind.

Ji Chi felt a little strange, he didn't open the door immediately, and asked through the fence, "Who are you looking for?"

"Haha!" A familiar voice laughed at the door and said, "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything malicious, I'm a resident of 222 next door to you, and I'm cultivating all the flowers and lawns in this area. If you don't mind, can I May I explain to you the little knowledge of caring for flowers?"

Ji Chi opened the door a crack, poked his head out, and sighed sincerely: "Dean, the lawn you cultivated is really flourishing."

As he spoke, his small eyes kept looking up, fixed on Harvey's wig, which was more lush than a lawn.

Harvey is very casual around his home. He doesn't use the power of God lightly. He just treats himself as an ordinary middle-aged man who loves flowers and plants and saves face. He comes to the door of his new neighbor to say hello. Good relationship, so that the flowers and plants he planted around can grow healthily.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work out. As an ancient god, there are not many people in this world who can't protect even a piece of flowers and plants.

These were Harvey's thoughts before the courtyard door opened.

When he met those black eyes, all the confidence in his grasped hands burst instantly.

"Why you?!" Harvey's expression was blank, and even his wig lost its luster.

Ji Chi smiled and stretched out his hand: "How is Mr. Harvey doing today? I'm Ji Chi, a new resident of 223, please give me your advice in the future~"

Harvey looked at him with a stiff face, he didn't really want to teach Ji Chi more, and always felt that it would be no good to meet him.

"Ji Chi, who is that outside?" Brandon came out and asked, "The voice sounds so familiar! But I don't know anyone with brown hair... Hello, Dean Harvey!"

The young master reflexively said hello, and reflexively focused his gaze on Harvey's head.

Harvey lowered his face, and angrily pulled off the wig—wearing a wig would only make it more inappropriate in front of people he knew.

Sure enough, as soon as he showed his bright forehead, the eyes of the two little bastards immediately moved away from his head in boredom, and looked straight into his eyes obediently.

Harvey rubbed his head, incredulous: "...You almost blew up the palace, and they gave you this?"

This question was asked by Ji Chi, but the young master opened his eyes wide: "How do you know it's Ji Chi—"

Brandon was covered by the quick-sighted old butler. The old butler smiled with deep vigilance and apologized to Harvey: "Sorry, Mr. Dean, for disturbing you."

For some reason, the old housekeeper's back was dripping with cold sweat. He had heard of Dean Harvey's name, but he had never seen it before. Today's sudden encounter gave him the illusion of facing a chasm in the sky.

The warrior's keen perception was calling for danger, and he quickly fled here.

Ji Chi shrugged: "They still want to detain me before setting off the fireworks. It's not justified not to give some compensation."

Harvey sneered at him: "It's too miserable, too miserable. Although I hate the inexplicable sense of superiority of people from other worlds, you are one of the true gods anyway, so you should be a little bit of a face?"

Ji Chi leaned against the fence, wiped his fine black hair as soft as satin, and smiled: "There is no way, after all, God can't solve all troubles..."

The eyes of the two of them stared at each other with sparks.

The next second, they retracted their eyes at the same time, and the time that had been frozen during the conversation began to flow again.

The old butler finally straightened up completely. Seeing the expressions and postures of the two people changed in an instant, his eyes became more solemn, with a little horror and puzzlement.

Just as he was in a daze, the young master who was held by him had already broken free, and ran forward all the way, looking at Harvey with bright eyes: "Dean! I heard that Ji Chi asked you to apply for the audit qualification of the School of Equipment, Then can I also apply for the Warrior Academy?"

Hearing this, Harvey looked suspiciously at Brandon's small body. He didn't dislike people who were eager to improve, and he even wanted to see multi-professional badges blooming across the continent more than anyone else.

But he is still the dean of the college after all, and his concern for students has long been engraved into his instinct.

Harvey hesitated: "Becoming a warrior is not that simple. Among the seven branches, the Warrior Academy has the highest death rate over the years. Are you sure you want to..."

The young master was not frightened at all, and even had a little joy in his expression: "I'm sure! You have to believe me, if I didn't go to the Combat Academy for training, the death rate would be even higher!"

The young master couldn't wait to give Harvey an overview of the Countess's atrocities.

Harvey looked at him speechlessly, you mortals are so strange...

It was getting late, and most people were satisfied with the experience of leaving this afternoon.

Ji Chi received his most urgently needed gift, and Brandon also got Harvey's permission to prepare for the admissions test of the Warrior Academy.

Only the old butler didn't feel very well, obviously everything was normal, but for some reason, he hadn't come out of the illusion of being controlled.

The old butler, who has always been meticulous and rigorous, accidentally knocked over the ornaments on the carriage, which attracted Brandon's suspicious eyes.

But the young master didn't think too much, when the carriage returned to the gate of the academy, he said goodbye to Ji Chi, and when Ji Chi was about to jump off the carriage, he grabbed his elbow.

"What's wrong?" Ji Chi looked back at him amusedly, "Don't be afraid, go home at ease, your mother won't hurt you."

Can't be injured for the time being, he calculated the remaining armor value of the young master and supplemented it in his heart.

Brandon's shoulders slumped, and he wrinkled his face: "It's not this...I just want to say, you should go back and make it clear to Ivan earlier, it's not good to delay."

Brandon said earnestly that he usually looks squeamish and irritable, but for those who really care, the young master is like the melting fire in the winter fireplace, always inadvertently warming the depths of his heart.

Ji Chi suppressed his smile, lowered his eyes and replied, "I see."

It was close to midnight when he returned to the dormitory, and Ivan hadn't come back yet. In the dormitory for two, only the magic lamp beside the bed was shining brightly, illuminating the whole room dark and warm.

Ji Chi turned on all the lights in the room, sat in front of the pharmacy table, flipped through the equipment classics and looked at it for a while, the obscure words came into view, and then floated out from the sky cover, leaving no trace in his mind for a long time.

He gave up, put the book into the magic bag, and got up to clean up the sundries on the medicine table.

The scattered crystal utensils on the pharmacy table made continuous crisp noises as they collided, covering up the sound of the door opening and closing.

When Ji Chi was in a hurry and stuffed the magic frog that suddenly ran out into the bottle, he found the figure reflected on the smooth bottle.

Ji Chi found a book and put it on top of the bottle to prevent the frog from escaping again. He turned around and faced Ai Wen calmly: "Ai Wen, you are back."

Ai Wen stood beside his bed for a long time without changing his clothes, just watching Ji Chi silently.

Seeing that Ji Chi realized that he was back, Aiwen lowered his eyes and untied the dark blue magic robe: "Have you found the address yet?"

In fact, the Academy of Magic does not limit where students live. After each little magician obtains the admission qualification, he will be assigned to a dormitory. As for whether you live in the dormitory, the academy has no control over it.

But even so, few little magicians are willing to run out to live. One is because the nearby houses are not affordable for ordinary people, and the other is that most of the little magicians’ homes are far away from here, and it is too troublesome to travel. .

So at this time, as a civilian boy who has been repeated for a year, it seems extremely suspicious to want to move out.

But Ivan didn't seem surprised at all, and his tone was soft as usual.

Ji Chi was taken aback: "Yes... when did you know?"

Aiwen smiled at him, and under the light, the edges of his pale golden hair seemed to be glowing: "From last week, the books you read, the potion bottles you didn't use, and the ores you collected are all put away directly. gone."

These are details that Ji Chi himself hadn't noticed, but he recalled it and found that it was indeed the case.

Ji Chi was also a young master more than 20 years ago, and his basic necessities were properly arranged by someone, and he didn't care about the placement of things at all.But during that time, he kept thinking about the possibility of moving out, so he made preparations subconsciously, but he didn't expect that Aiwen would have noticed him long ago.

Ji Chi came back to his senses, bent his eyes and smiled: "Yes, it was not confirmed until today, how about you? Live with me? It's still very wide..."

"No." Before Ji Chi could finish speaking, Ai Wen interrupted him first. He had already put on a soft shirt, lowered his head and folded his robes neatly, "I'll stay in the dormitory, it's more convenient here .”

Ji Chi and Ai Wen have been inseparable for more than half a year, and this is the first time he saw him resisting him, so he couldn't help asking, "Why? Where..."

"No need." Ai Wen suddenly glanced at him blankly, he seemed to realize that his tone was too blunt, lowered his head and slowed down his voice and refused: "Sorry, thank you for your invitation, but I also have my own business. "

Ji Chi stopped talking. He didn't notice that the magic frog behind him sneaked open the book and fled. He turned around and put the empty bottle into the magic bag: "Okay, then I won't be in the dormitory tomorrow."

Ai Wen didn't speak, just packed himself silently, and buried his fluffy head in the fluffy quilt.

Ji Chi glanced at the little bulge on the bed, and suddenly laughed softly. Before turning off the magic lamp, he asked in a low voice, as if whispering: "You know we will always stand by your side, Is it right?"

Ai Wen closed his eyes under the dull and dark quilt, and slowly curled up.

From the second day onwards, Ji Chi started to move vigorously. When he went to the training class every day, he always carried a string of magic bags with him.

Fragments cannot be packed in a game backpack, and the cheap and convenient magic bag is obviously the best choice. Although it is a bit eye-catching, don’t force too much on these small shortcomings.

Ji Chi struggled to pull out his staff from the gap between the third and fourth magic bags at his waist, and started the daily training session of paddling.

Joseph glanced at him several times, couldn't help but stop the demonstration, and asked in a deep tone: "What are you doing? Are you going to learn to fly with the colorful bird now?"

The colorful bird is a very stupid bird in the swamp south of Saint-Terry. It likes to hang a lot of decorations on itself. Every time it flies, it can always jingle.

The little magicians imagined that scene and burst out laughing.

Ji Chi was in a good mood and didn't care about it like him: "I was wrong, I dare not do it tomorrow."

Today is the last trip for him to move, and most of the dormitories are now empty, making Ai Wen stunned for a long time every time he comes back.

It was rare for Joseph to see Ji Chi so eloquent, he looked at him suspiciously several times, and spent the entire training session in confusion.

When the get out of class was over, Ji Chi ran to the gate of the courtyard without waiting for Joseph to make a sound. The extreme speed almost left an afterimage on the spot, comparing Joseph's swift technique to the mud.

Joseph was swept up by the wind and sand, and angrily scolded on the spot: "You little bastard!"

According to Ji Chi's usual speed, it only takes about 10 minutes to return to his new den.

Ji Chi pushed open the courtyard door and looked at the completely new courtyard with a faint smile on his face.

In the past few days, under Harvey's heartbroken eyes, he shoveled the useless flowers and plants in the courtyard, and made a nearly [-]-square-meter open space, which was cleaner than Harvey's forehead.

Ji Chi stood in front of the open space, thinking that he could finally take out the dusty things in his backpack for a long time.

Name: [Forging House]

Quality: [Legend]

Object description: [A room full of inspiration and memories, which can be taken anywhere with you, and can be transformed into any shape according to the terrain. This is a paradise for equipment engineers]

He reached out and clicked on the icon of the forging house in the translucent backpack column, and moved it to the open space.

In the blink of an eye, the forging house, which was originally as huge as an island, gradually shrunk and deformed, and it just sat on the vacated land.

The house with a small attic looks like an ordinary small shed, the outer wall is still white, and it can be connected with the main house next to it.

Ji Chi hooked the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and walked to the forging room to take a closer look.

Although this house has a main entrance, it is just a fake door frame. To really enter, the owner of the house needs to set up a teleportation array. The previous Fitos set up the teleportation array at the foot of the statue.

Obviously, Ji Chi would not set up the teleportation array in such an underworld, he directly moved the teleportation array to the side of the main entrance of the house. Since the teleportation array is usually invisible, it can cover up the real entrance without looking too strange.

After setting up the teleportation array, Ji Chi wandered around the forging room, and soon found that the change in the shape of the outside of the cabin did not affect the layout of the space inside. He looked at the workbench with complete tools and the bookshelves full of books with satisfaction, He took out an instrument classic that he hadn't read yet, and sat cross-legged on the spot.

For a long time to come, this hut will accompany him as he goes farther and farther on the road of an instrument master.