My Magic Age

Since the night of the ball, my name has been engraved on the top of the new force battle list by the gossipers. The glorious record is written as a complete defeat of a third-year fire magic apprentice. This situation has not appeared in the magic academy for decades. Even in the Warrior Academy, there are not many examples of freshmen counterattacking the senior department at the beginning of enrollment. Wherever I go, there will be people looking at me with envy and telling their friends about what happened that night. I haven't seen Abigail in the academy for a long time. I heard that he was caught by his family and taken to the southern city to recuperate. He also gave the academy a large amount of compensation to repair the wide playground of the Warrior Academy that was completely damaged.

In fact, the next morning after that night, I was invited by the teacher of the War Academy to the academy's discipline office for tea. What made me feel a little relieved was that the teacher in charge of passing the message clearly told me that inviting me there was not any punishment for me. In fact, the academy doesn't care much about this kind of duel between students. As long as no one is killed and as long as it is a fair fight, the academy will show a laissez-faire attitude. But I didn't expect that I would have to take half of the responsibility for repairing the Warrior Academy playground. I didn't understand why I had to pay compensation when Abigail had put out the magic scroll.

Since I had memories from my previous life, I realized that the consequences of confronting teachers in the academy would be very serious, so I just gritted my teeth and acquiesced. It seemed that the teacher in the disciplinary office had prepared a lot of words, waiting for me to refute him. But I didn't expect that I would take my part of the responsibility so readily. I couldn't say a word in my heart, which made him want to vomit blood.

After calming down for a long time, the teacher organized his words and said: "...Since you agree to take half of the responsibility..."

He gave me two choices. The first one was to pay fifty gold coins directly to the academy, and the academy would find construction workers to repair the playground.

After hearing the first option, I almost spat out a mouthful of blood. The cost of repairing half of the 100-meter square playground actually required 50 gold coins. What's the difference between this and robbing money? Even if Ryant and Fanny took out all their savings, they might not be able to collect 50 golden coins. Besides, there is really no reason to spend so much money to repair the entire playground. Even the best bricklayer in El City only needs 60 silver coins per month. Why does it cost 50 gold coins?

Since the teacher said this is the first option, there must be a second one, and then I continued to listen.

The teacher from the teaching department continued: It doesn't matter if you can't pay it back. The money will be paid by the college first, and during this period, I will do chores in the college and repay the college's losses bit by bit. Seeing that I was silent, the teacher quickly said that the college would only do a little for the college during the four years I was studying, and in my spare time. As long as there were courses, I didn't need to do chores, and I only needed one hour in the morning and one hour in the afternoon, and the scope of labor was just to clean the laboratory. If I still haven't repaid the money after four years, then the college will write off the account with me. I thought about it and realized that there was no loss for me to do so, so I agreed. I thought to myself, isn't this another version of work-study! It's just that I'm repaying the college's infrastructure repair money.

I secretly swore that the next time I duel with someone, I would never duel on the Warrior College playground.

When I walked out of the teaching office, I felt like I had gotten into a trap. Because I saw the magic scholar Yekis standing at the door of the teaching office, and the way he looked at me was like a fly staring at a piece of rotten meat.

Seeing me coming out of the teaching office, the teacher nodded to him proudly. I found that he had a look of joy that he couldn't hide. Yekis said to me seriously: "Hey, kid, you have been requisitioned by the Inscription Project Group of the Magic Department of the Magic Academy. You will work with me in the Inscription Project Group in the future!"

Scholar Yekis's hair was still so messy, as if he had just washed it simply after the explosion last night, but it was still messy on his head like a bird's nest. He fumbled out a sign from his arms and handed it to me. While walking back, he said to me obscenely: "This is the key to my laboratory. What you have to do is to clean and tidy up the entire laboratory before class every morning. Every afternoon when there are no classes, you have to go to the laboratory to do some chores."

He seemed very busy and refused to stay in the teaching office for a minute or a second. Our conversation was conducted on the way to the academy. He said he would take me to recognize the door of the Inscription Laboratory. Seeing that there was still some time, I decided to take a look at his laboratory before the morning class.

When I walked to the laboratory building, I realized that the inscription laboratory was on the top floor of the laboratory building and it was very easy to find.

There are access cards above the third floor of the experimental building. Only people with special passes can come and go freely. The metal plate Yerkes gave me is probably just such a temporary access card. Unexpectedly, there are access cards above the third floor of the experimental building. There is a cave in the world. In the entire circular corridor, there are specimens of Warcraft placed every ten steps or so. Of course, these Warcraft are not too big in size. A two-story-tall Geomancer will definitely not fit in the corridor. . And these monsters are not too rare, just like the three mutated wind wolves or thunderbird feathers I saw at Kurtz's house, they are not available here either. Some are just very common monsters, such as the devil antelope specimens, wind wolf specimens, salamander specimens, etc. on the Pai Plateau. I saw the temperament of these monsters clearly written on the sign under the specimens. with features, living areas and more.

Yerkes was walking in front and saw me stopping in front of each specimen to look at it non-stop. He seemed quite impatient and said: "What's so interesting about these dead beasts? I want to see these first-level monsters." , You have to go to Xinliu Valley, you can settle down here and help me, and I will help you apply for a place to go to Xinliu Valley for training next year!"

This was the first time I heard the name Xinliu Valley. I originally thought it was that valley, at most in the mountains full of monsters, so I didn’t take it to heart and agreed with a haha.

On the third floor of the experimental building, the inscription laboratory is just one of them. There are also a magic potion laboratory, a magic jewelry research laboratory, a high-end leatherworking workshop, a high-end tailoring studio, etc. The door of almost every room is With the door closed tightly, I obediently followed Yerkes all the way to the end of the corridor, where the inscription laboratory was at the corner of the corridor.

When I walked into the Inscription Laboratory for the first time, I thought I was walking into a garbage dump. It was so desolate. Those magic parchments were scattered all over the floor, and some test tubes and bottles of potions were lying on the floor. No one could be found intact. The test bench was covered with magic ink of various colors. Those dried ones Ink test bench Colorfully dyed, a row of bookshelves on the wall are filled with thick magic books. Some magic books are covered with dust and even have cobwebs on them, while the edges of the parchment of some magic books are damaged and curled, like It was torn apart. In the other half of the laboratory room, all kinds of magic equipment are piled up like a hill, and all kinds of dismantled machines and metal plates are like a scrap station.

I walked into the messy room and accidentally stepped on a piece of magic parchment. I picked it up casually. This piece of parchment, which was accidentally damaged after half of the magic pattern circle was drawn, was lying quietly on the bumpy floor. With just one glance, one could tell that this was when the inscription failed to be carved. The half piece of magic parchment on which the inscription was drawn was burnt. The remaining half of the blank magic parchment was discarded on the ground with slightly burnt edges. There were so many chores like this that there was almost no place to stay.

Yerkes obviously didn't mean any shame and walked straight into the laboratory. His long pointed shoes stepped on the broken glass of the test tube, making a sharp crunching sound. He was the only intact one in the room. Sit down on the chair and push the debris on the test bench casually Open, pour yourself a cup of unknown green liquid, and ask me: "Do you want a cup? This is expired Ningshen grass juice, which has the effect of refreshing and clearing the brain. Long-term use will also increase mental strength, but It has a slight side effect, it can easily cause insomnia!”

I quickly waved my hand, indicating that I didn't need it.

"Am I going to work here from now on?" I asked Yerkes.

"That's right, my child, it's actually over there!" Yerkes pointed to the pile of rubbish and junk piled up like a hill, and then said proudly to me: "I usually work there, and here is just It’s my place to have tea and rest!”

He took a picture of the wide test bed and said to me: "This was originally an old guy's laboratory, but last year, he suddenly had a whim and said he wanted to travel around the Roland continent, and then left After all this mess, he really likes to study magic circles and magic patterns, but I have no interest in these. The topic I study is the integration of machinery and magic. You see, those are my masterpieces."

Scholar Yerkes pointed to a pile of broken machines next to the junk. I originally thought they were the skeletons of some machines that had been dismantled. After Yerkes introduced it, he suddenly realized that these were his research results, and they were actually the prototype of the magic puppet. Looking at the extremely simple magic puppet, he looked a little sad, as if something had aroused his mind.

After a while, his eyes broke away from the memories, then turned to look at me and said, "Why don't you leave? Don't you have classes in the morning?"

"I'm leaving now. Well, Scholar Yerkes, I'll come back in the afternoon." I said to him respectfully.

"Oh, wait!" He suddenly stopped me as I turned to leave, and then said a little unfamiliarly: "Jijia...is my pronunciation correct?"

I nodded.

He walked to the dusty bookshelf and looked at the magic books on it carefully. Finally, he found a book in the corner. This refreshed him. After taking out the heavy magic book, he did not hesitate. He vividly dusted off the book with his cuffs, then walked up to me and handed it to me and said: "You can take this book back and read it. It talks about the basic knowledge of inscription masters. I think it should be helpful to you." ”

His eyes fell on the book's logo, and he looked a little sad.

I took the magic book, and sure enough, it said "Basic Knowledge of Inscriptions" on the cover. I flipped through two pages. The book contained very comprehensive knowledge. I held it in my arms happily. I hesitated for a moment and stopped. . I wanted to say thank you to him, but when Yerkes saw me still standing there, he smiled mockingly, pointed at the magic book, and said in a hoarse voice: "When I was in school, I always tried every means possible. I want to be an inscriptionist. I have read many books on inscription literature. I know more structural lines of the magic pattern array than any of them. In order to be able to draw the magic pattern array, I sometimes even mix magic ink myself. You know, it's cheaper than buying it from a magic shop."

When I knew he was going to tell me about past events, I decided to listen carefully. I felt that I would definitely gain something.

He continued: "Later, I and several like-minded friends went to find a reclusive inscription master, and finally convinced him to accept several of our students. I always thought that with my mastery of the magic pattern array, And with a deep understanding of magical herbalism, I will become an excellent inscriptionist. Unfortunately, I failed the first time I stood on the test bench."

"The teacher said that my hands are unstable. This is congenital and difficult to eliminate through exercise. I am not willing to give up. I have been trying to exercise these hands to make them more stable, but I have never been able to succeed. Later, I I began to study the versatility of machinery and magic. At first, I bought those magic scrolls and combined them with some machines mixed with magic metal..."

"Oh, yes! Just like the shotguns made by the dwarves, they use magic energy as the core to allow the machinery to work normally, such as the caravans when traveling, or these puppets. Magicians turn these things into magic props. I became a magic prop master, and my best friend and I came to the Magic Academy in El City. He is a very talented inscription master. He can draw more than three hundred different types of magic patterns. Look. , those magic scrolls and the magic pattern devices on the magic metal plates were all drawn by him."

"That was his test bed. I could use the magic scrolls he made and the magic pattern devices on the metal plates to make those weird props. This magic puppet is our masterpiece. But he left a year ago Go find his so-called life and leave me here to slowly become moldy. Go to hell!"

Yerkes raised his head and looked at me and said: "You are the most gifted child I have ever seen in inscriptions. I hope you can help me make some energy-based magic scrolls."

I asked him vaguely: "Is it like the triggering device of a shotgun? Or is it a water tank in a magic caravan? I have seen a water tank in a magic caravan, and there is a magic scroll of 'Water Gathering' in it. magic!"

"Almost, so you need to work harder recently and study this magic book! I still have things to do. The leg structure of this puppet is still a little imperfect..." Yerkes leaned over and took the puppet The legs of the magic puppet were removed, revealing the magic metal plate inside, which was covered with magic runes. He muttered and fell into his own state. I am afraid that he himself does not know what he is talking about now.

When I saw him starting to work, I quietly left with the magic book in my arms.

As soon as I walked out of the laboratory, I heard a loud "bang" inside, and a violent explosion suddenly came from the magic laboratory where the Yerkes scholar was...