"Screaming like seeing a ghost." With a deep and erratic voice outside the door, the door opened with a creak, and a boy with messy hair came in. His eyelids were swollen, and his light blue eyes were bloodshot, as if It's been a long time since I had a good rest.
And behind him, a pale and blurry figure stuck close to him, his feet were far away from the ground, and he was drifting forward. With its appearance, the whole dormitory suddenly became gloomy and cold, as if returning from the late spring night to the early spring In the early morning, people shuddered.
Downey shuddered, and hurriedly put on the long dress that he took off next to him: "Sami, I see the ghost behind you every day, and am I still afraid of ghosts? Besides, there are really some evil spirits, those gang of necromancers The teacher must be smiling from ear to ear to capture."
This is the disadvantage of magic schools. There is no room for ghost legends. Unlike general education schools, there are often similar stories. For example, a girl was hanged in a certain laboratory, so when doing experiments there alone at night, It is often encountered that experimental materials are inexplicably lost, or urgently needed materials that were originally placed far away will suddenly appear at hand.
Of course, there are also legends in the magic school. For example, it is rumored that the gloomy old mage in charge of the dissection room often conducts research on living people, which is why he lives there all year round and refuses anyone to approach his room so violently.
Sammy yawned: "Then why are you screaming so miserable? You are a good apprentice in the top 20 of our grade."
The hands of the ghost behind him suddenly stretched out like rubber bands, grabbed the water glass and kettle, poured a full glass and fed it to Sammy's mouth.
"No matter how good an apprentice is, facing so many formulas, equations, concepts, principles, magic runes, and spell models, his head will explode, even if it's just the most superficial and simplest learning." Donnie rubbed his forehead , secretly murmured in his heart, especially with so many theories, formulas, equations, constants and models prefixed with Lucien or Evans, how could it not make people so irritated that they wanted to travel back to the past and kill that lord. Avoid these tormenting things.
Thinking of this, Downey sighed and said, "And I don't have a 'Necklace of Awakening', nor a 'Ring of Energy', and unlike you, I was born with a back spirit. I have mastered necromancy very well. Le Magic Academy is scheduled, for me, everything can only be done by myself. And I don’t allow failure, if it goes on for a long time, I will always be tired and irritable.”
He was quite aware of his own mental state.
Sami lowered his head and took a sip of water, and yawned again indistinctly: "You have mastered the psychological analysis in the field of illusion really well, it's good to let this depression out."
Then, he lazily fell on his bed, closed his eyes, and said vaguely: "The back spirit is very troublesome. It will absorb your energy, affect your state, and... make girls afraid to approach you. If it was during the reign of the God of Truth, I would have been directly tied to the stake... If I hadn't been born with a special soul and a special place of birth. It is difficult to get rid of the spirit behind it without harming myself. I... "
While talking, he fell asleep, breathing lightly, if there was nothing. And the spirit behind him was lying under him, hugging him tightly.
Donnie glanced at his roommate and sighed softly. You hate me, but I can't envy you anyway. Anyway, if you become a formal mage in the future, those female mages won't be afraid of any ghosts.
He had heard from Sammy that they were twins, but because they lived near the gap in the Necromancer World, their mother's body was damaged, and one of the babies died when they were finally born.
Gathering his mind, Downey regained his composure, put aside the review of "Introduction to the Basics of Arcane Art" and "History of Arcane Art and Magic", and focused on the practice of spell model analysis.
Tomorrow, I should also have a "sober necklace"!
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With the resounding of the difficult and weird incantation and a little bit of crystal-clear and cold powder slipping down, a clear ray entangled in cold air was shot out, and a thick layer of hoarfrost was frozen on the target, the position happened to be the throat.
Donnie looked at his results with satisfaction, and secretly thanked Lord Evans in his heart. Since he initially explored the essence of magic, the functions of many spells have been analyzed, so he has simplified a lot accordingly, otherwise he would not be able to do so. Quickly hit a "Frost Ray".
"Okay, today's spell practice is over." The teacher in charge of practical magic instruction clapped her hands, signaling the end of today's class.
Downey stopped quickly, put away the spell-casting materials, and greeted Sammy, who was next to him, who was drowsy as if he would never wake up, and hurried to the platform outside the school.
Today is Sunday, and there is no class in the afternoon.
Nearly 40 minutes later, bus No. 36 arrived at Kaixuan Avenue, and Downey walked quickly into the "Knowledge Bookstore".
"Good afternoon, sir." Donnie greeted, and then a little shyly didn't know what to say.
The boss with a pair of owl-like eyes and a dark yellow beard laughed and said, "Good afternoon, you came on time. I'm ready to wake up the necklace and the contract."
As he spoke, he took out a pale gold necklace. On the necklace, there were five gravel-sized light blue gemstones inlaid. It happens to constitute a mutated pentagram.
"It's an official magic item-level 'Necklace of Sobriety'..." Although he hasn't learned the identification technique yet, Downey has also taken basic alchemy item identification classes in school. Such obvious fluctuation characteristics made him recognize this item at a glance. As for the true grade of the necklace, I became excited and confused in my heart. His Excellency Evans once said that gifts for no reason are hidden in most cases, regardless of whether the conspiracy is good or bad.
The boss stroked his beard and smiled, "It's just rented to you, not given to you."
"Actually, I am a very utilitarian person. I do good deeds in order to get rewards. Although I rent it to you very cheaply now, after you become an official magician in the future, if I ask you for help with something, within your ability, you will Do you not agree? This is equivalent to a long-term investment, an investment that does not harm my own interests at all."
With the improvement of infrastructure such as roads and railway tracks, and the popularization of similar things driven by magic cars, magic steam trains, giant steam ships, aircraft, and small fission devices, the exchange of goods in various places has become more convenient, and the banking industry has also flourished. Many innovations.
Hearing the boss's answer like this, Downey felt a little relieved. Although he was still a little puzzled, he seemed to be quite optimistic about himself, but he didn't care too much about it. Investments are originally based on vision and connections, so. He quickly picked up the contract next to him. Look carefully.
According to the main points of the contract taught in the magic school, Downey reviewed each item one by one, and this contract is very simple. There was no disagreement at all, so Downey quickly came to a conclusion, gritted his teeth, picked up a quill pen and signed his real name.
A light-colored flame burst out, quickly burning the contract, but at the same time two copies were rubbed out.
"The contract is established, take this necklace." The boss handed the necklace to Downey.
After Downey took control of the necklace according to the standard procedure, he put it on his neck directly, and immediately felt a coolness flow through his body. The restlessness and depression troubles of many days were all swept away, and I felt refreshed and comfortable like never before.
"Donnie." The boss suddenly said, "Which magic academy are you going to apply for in the 'Universal Entrance Examination for Higher Magic Schools'? Holt? Tower? Heidler? Or something else?"
At present, there are nine high-level magic schools in the entire Magic Council. Among them, Holt Academy is good at microcosmic and elemental fields, and Tower Academy is good at macroscopic fields, such as astrology and cosmology. Heidler College is good at necromancy, heredity, medical and other fields, and different colleges need to add different content to apply for the exam. Therefore, more than a month before the "unified entrance examination", students will choose the college they want to apply for . Facilitate the arrangement of the final exam.
Downey subconsciously wanted to answer Holt College, because this was the first high school in the council. The arcanists who taught were powerful, knowledgeable, and good at the most wonderful microscopic fields that involved the world and the essence of magic. Who wouldn't yearn for it? it
But when he looked into the owl-like eyes of the boss, he suddenly thought of the painful feelings of last night, the equations and formulas that were so complicated that people wanted to die, and the dizziness that made people want to kill each other. The introduction of the mathematical model, the "curse" prefixed with Lucien or Evans, made him irritated and hated from the bottom of his heart.
Thinking of stepping deeper into the "Evans field" in the future, he felt that his life was gloomy and he couldn't see a little sunshine.
"I, I haven't made up my mind yet. Originally, I wanted to apply for Holt College, but the others seem to be good. I'm pretty good at every subject." Downey replied vaguely.
The boss laughed, and sighed again: "I am actually a magician, and I entered the magic world under the influence of "Arcane and Magic Herald."
"I used to be ambitious to make great achievements in the microscopic field, which made me proud. After all, His Excellency Evans only established a framework, and there are still many details and foundations that have not been thoroughly studied. Unfortunately, when I study and research in depth It was only later that I discovered that in this field, only truly talented arcanists can move forward, and people like me can only learn mediocrely, and it is difficult to follow."
"What's even more frightening is that in order to concentrate on theoretical research, I completely ignored the application of magic, so that my strength stagnated, and I withdrew from the team going to the top of the pyramid early, so I could only open such a bookstore to pass the time. "
Downey was stunned and said, "Sir, why don't you change the direction of your research?"
"I'm trying to develop in the direction of the undead, but my foundation is not solid and my thinking is fixed. Everything is very difficult." The boss didn't say anything more, signaling Downey to leave.
Downey walked on the street in a daze, his mind was full of the boss's words and his previous thoughts, which gradually converged into one thought, I don't want to be shrouded in the halo of Lord Evans, don't be entangled by those complicated formulas and equations For the rest of your life, don't talk about Lucien and Evans every day or even in your dreams...
Then, what field is without the "shadow" of Mr. Evans