"It screamed like a ghost."
With a low and flickering voice outside the door, the door creaked open, and a young man with messy hair walked in, his eyelids were puffy, and his light blue eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.
And behind him, a miserable white and blurry figure clinged to him, feet off the ground, drifting forward, with its appearance, the whole bedroom suddenly became cold, as if from the late spring night back to the early spring morning, making people shudder.
Donnie shuddered, and hurriedly put on the long dress he took off next to him: "Sammy, I see the ghost behind you every day, and I am afraid of the ghost, besides, if there is any evil spirit, those teachers of the necromantic department must be laughing from ear to ear to capture it." ” This is the disadvantage of the magic school, there is no room for ghost legends, unlike in the general education school, there are often similar stories, such as a girl hanged in a laboratory, so when you are alone there at night to do experiments, you often encounter the inexplicable loss of experimental materials, or the urgently needed materials that were originally placed far away will suddenly appear at hand.
Of course, there are also legends in the magic school, such as the rumor that the gloomy old mage who guarded the dissection room would often conduct research on living people, which is why he lived there all year round and did not go out, so he would be so irritable that he refused to allow anyone to come near his room.
Sammy yawned, "Then why are you so miserable, you're a good apprentice in the top 20 of our grade." ” The ghost's hands suddenly stretched out like rubber bands, grabbed the water cup and the kettle, poured a full one, and fed it to Sammy's mouth.
"No matter how good an apprentice is, in the face of so many formulas, equations, concepts, principles, magic runes, and spell models, he will feel that his head is going to explode, even if it is only the most superficial and simple learning now."
Donnie rubbed his forehead and muttered to himself, especially with so many theories, formulas, equations, constants, and models prefixed with Lucian or Evans, how can it not make people so irritated that they want to travel back in time and kill that Excellency.
Avoid these torturous things.
Thinking of this, Donnie sighed and said, "And I don't have a sober necklace, nor do I have an energy ring, and unlike you, I was born with a spirit behind me."
Necromantic spells are mastered very well.
I have been booked by the Heideler School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and for me, everything is on my own.
And do not allow failure, in the long run, will always be tired, will be irritable. ” He knows a lot about his psychological condition.
Sammy lowered his head and took a sip of water, and yawned again without figuring it: "You have a really good grasp of psychoanalysis in the field of illusion, it would be good to vent this depression." ” Then, he lazily collapsed on his bed, his eyes closed, and said vaguely, "The spirit behind it is very troublesome."
It will absorb your energy, it will affect your state, it will make girls dare not come near you, if it were during the reign of the God of Truth, I would have been directly burned at the stake, if it weren't for the special soul I was born with, and the place of birth was also special.
It's hard to get rid of the spirit behind you without hurting yourself, I" As he spoke, he fell asleep, breathing lightly, as if there was nothing.
And the spirit behind him lay under him, hugging him tightly.
Donnie glanced at his roommate and sighed softly, you dislike it, but I can't envy it, anyway, if you become an official mage in the future, those female magicians won't be afraid of any spirit behind you.
He had heard Sammy mention that he was originally twins, but due to his presence near the rift in the necromancy, his mother was damaged, and when he was finally born, one of the babies was dead.
Calm down, Donnie regained his composure, put aside the introduction to the basics of arcane and the review of the history of arcane and magic, and concentrated on the practice of solving spell models.
Tomorrow, I should also have a "sober necklace".
As the harsh and strange incantation sounded and a little bit of crystalline cold powder slipped down, a clear ray of cold air struck out, freezing a thick layer of hoarfrost on the target, which happened to be in the throat.
Donnie looked at his results with satisfaction, and quietly thanked Lord Evans in his heart, since he initially explored the nature of magic, the effects of many spells have been analyzed, so he has simplified it a lot, otherwise he would not have been able to hit a "frost ray" so quickly.
"Alright, today's spell practice is over."
The teacher in charge of the actual combat magic instruction clapped his hands and signaled the end of today's lesson.
Donnie quickly stopped, put away the spell casting materials, and after saying hello to Sammy, who seemed to be in a daze next to him, he hurried to the platform outside the school.
Today is Sunday, and there are no classes in the afternoon.
Nearly forty minutes later, the No. 36 public transport bus arrived at Triumph Avenue, and Downey walked briskly into the "Knowledge Bookstore".
"Good afternoon, sir."
Donnie said hello, and then didn't know what to say, a little shyly.
The boss, who has a pair of owl-like eyes and a dark yellow beard, laughed: "Good afternoon, it's really on time, I've got the sober necklace and the contract ready." ” As he spoke, he took out a pale gold necklace, on which were inlaid with five pale blue gems the size of gravel, which exuded a faint coolness, as if there was a clear spring in them, and each other's positions just formed a mutated pentagram.
"It's a formal magic item-level sober necklace" Although he hasn't learned the art of identification, Donnie has also taken a basic alchemy item identification class in school, and such obvious fluctuating characteristics make him recognize the true grade of this necklace at a glance, and his heart becomes excited and puzzled, Lord Evans once said that gifts for no reason most often hide a conspiracy, whether the conspiracy is good or bad.
The boss touched 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 a return, although it is very cheap to rent to you now, but in the future, after you become an official magician, if I have something to ask you for help, within the scope of my ability, will you not agree to me This is equivalent to a long-term investment, an investment that does not harm your own interests at all."
With the improvement of infrastructure such as roads and rails, and the spread of similar things driven by magic cars, magic steam trains, steam ships, flying machines, and small fission devices, the exchange of goods between different places has become more convenient, and the banking industry has also flourished, and many innovations have been made.
Hearing his boss's answer, Donnie was a little relieved.
Although he is still a little puzzled, he seems to be quite optimistic about himself, but he doesn't care too much, investment, it's just about looking at vision and connections, so.
He quickly picked up the contract next to him.
I looked at it carefully.
According to the points of the contract in the magic school, Donnie reviewed them one by one, and this contract was very simple.
There was no disagreement at all, so Donnie quickly came to a conclusion, gritted his teeth, picked up a quill, and signed his real name.
A pale flame erupted, quickly burning the contract clean, but two copies were printed at the same time.
"The contract is established, take this necklace."
The boss handed the necklace to Donnie.
After Donnie took control of the necklace according to the standard process, he put it directly around his neck, and suddenly felt a chill flow through his body.
The restlessness and pent-up worries of the past few days were all swept away, and it was more refreshing and comfortable than ever.
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"Donnie."
The boss suddenly spoke, "Which magic academy do you plan to apply for in the Unified Entrance Examination for the Higher School of Magic, Holt Tower, Heidler, or something else?"
At present, there are nine higher magic schools in the entire Magic Council, among which the Holt Academy is good at the microscopic and elemental fields, and the Tower Academy is good at the macro fields, such as astrology and cosmology.
Heideler College is good at necromancy, genetics, medical and other fields, and applying for different colleges requires different content, so more than a month before the "unified entrance examination", students will choose the college they want to apply for.
It is convenient for the arrangement of the final exam.
Downey subconsciously had to answer Holt Academy, because this was the council's first higher school, and the arcanists who taught it were powerful, knowledgeable, and good at the most wonderful and microscopic realms involving the world and the nature of magic, who didn't yearn for it But when he looked at the boss's owl-like eyes, he suddenly thought of the painful feelings of last night, the equations and formulas that were so complicated that people wanted to die just by a cursory understanding, the introduction of mathematical models that made people dizzy and want to kill, and the "curses" with the prefix Lucian or Evans, which made him irritable and hateful from the bottom of his heart.
When he thought that he would step deeper into the "Evans Realm" in the future, he felt that his life was gray and he could not see a little sunshine.
"I, I haven't made up my mind yet, originally I wanted to apply for Holt Academy, but the rest seems to be good, I'm good at every course."
Downey replied vaguely.
The boss laughed and sighed again: "I am actually a magician, and I entered the wizarding world under the influence of arcane and magic reports. ” "I used to be ambitious to make great achievements in the microscopic field, which I was proud of, after all, His Excellency Evans has only established the framework, and there are still many details and foundations that have not been thoroughly studied, but unfortunately, after I studied and studied deeply, I found that in this field, only those truly talented arcanists can move forward, and people like me can only learn mediocrely, and it is difficult to even follow."
"What's even more terrifying is that in order to concentrate on theoretical research, I completely neglected the application of magic, so that my strength stagnated, and I withdrew from the team to the top of the pyramid early, and I could only open such a bookstore to pass the time."
Donnie was stunned and said, "Sir, why don't you change the direction of your research?"
"I'm trying to go in the direction of necromancy, but with a weak foundation and a fixed mindset, everything is very difficult."
The boss didn't say anything more and motioned for Donnie to leave.
Donnie walked down the street in a daze, his mind full of the boss's words and his previous thoughts, which gradually converged into a thought, I don't want to be shrouded by the aura of Lord Evans, don't be entangled in those complex formulas and equations for a lifetime, don't talk about Lucien and Evans every day So, what is the area that does not have the "shadow" of Lord Evans: