my age of magic

Chapter 1290 94. Encounter in a Tavern
The Tower of Pride, Imperial Academy of Magic.

Every magician who came here for the first time.I can't help but look up at the magic gems inlaid like star maps on the arched dome of the research institute, across the stone bridge full of simple magic patterns, and the stone bridge railings on both sides are lit with magic wall lamps.

I led Morayal along the stone bridge to the research institute, and saw that there was actually a group of buildings with different styles in the tower. Morayal seemed to be stunned by the strange buildings here, and she was full of curiosity. Looking left and right, he asked me in a low voice, "You have been here as a magic assistant for a year."

While talking to Morayal, I greeted the other magic assistants who were walking towards me.

I said to Morayal: "Yes! I came to the imperial capital from the city of El, and I came here to be a magic assistant for the Yerkes scholar and help him draw some magic pattern structures."

When many magic assistants pass by me, they can't help but be attracted by Morayal standing beside me.

Morayal is definitely not the kind of bright and beautiful girl like Helena.

She is the kind of woman with a delicate face and a kind of intellectual beauty that only a female magician can have. She can wear a dark green Calmian magic robe like a court evening dress, but her words and deeds are indifferent. She is natural and generous, and this unique charm of her is precisely what young magicians cannot resist.

Morayaer took my arm, walked along the marble path through the courtyard garden, and said to me: "Do you know that this is the academic hall that many magicians in the imperial capital yearn for the most?"

"Really?" I asked blankly. .

I didn't expect that the Imperial Magic Research Institute would have such a high status in Morayal's heart.

Morayal said in an unquestionable tone: "Of course, it is said that some magical new inventions of magic are constantly being born here every day and every moment. It is said that the magic culture of the Grimm Empire was born here."

At this time, we happened to pass by the magic laboratory of Schindecki University scholar, and the magic assistant of Schindecki University scholar happened to be resting on the bench in front of the flower bed at the entrance of the laboratory. I stopped and said hello to him.

His eyes fell on Morayal, and he couldn't move his eyes away anymore. He looked completely like a first-time brother who had never seen a woman.

Morayal smiled at him implicitly, and he wiped his mouth with his sleeve in disgust.

I'm even a little powerless to complain, so I can only introduce the most famous magic laboratory in this institute to Morayal.

I said to her: "That is the magic laboratory of Schindke University. He helped me successfully rescue a harpies, oh, that harpies is called Deborah. At that time, Deborah broke free. Bound to fly in the imperial capital, touched the air-restricting magic circle, and was struck by the huge lightning, leaving only one breath."

I gestured with my hands, and said, "I carried her to the Imperial Capital Research Institute, and asked Schindeki University scholars to help her."

In fact, that memory is quite deep for me, especially the appearance of Rengar before his death, in order to protect his daughter, he did not hesitate to make a deal with me.

I said to Morayal: "Scholar Schindeki helped me replace her body with a hellish succubus, leaving only the head of the harpy and a pure white wing, but now it seems that she has recovered not bad."

Morayal gently frowned her delicate eyebrows, every expression of her was natural and vivid.

She is the kind of magician who knows a lot and dabbles in everything.

We talked about the harpies, and she said to me, "Harpies? How do you know a harpies? It is said that this kind of monster has the blood of the demons in its body. It is naturally cruel, despicable, They are cunning, and they usually live in the eagle's nest on the high cliff that is inaccessible."

I didn't know where to start, I couldn't help but scratched my hair, thought seriously and said: "This story is a bit long, it starts with Rengar, an elder liger I met on the Pai Plateau. Speaking of..."

I told Morayal about Rengar's story, about the imperial capital last summer.

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I took Morayal to the Yerkes Scholar's magic laboratory.

Scholar Yerkes is personally adjusting a magic lamp on the test bench.

I remember that Yerkes scholars were very dismissive of life-related magic items at the beginning, thinking that only the most low-level magic scholars would study life-related magic.

But through contact and exploration during this period, he has developed a strong interest in these life-like magics. We have invented two kinds of "associated magic lines" in the mysterious magic book. The cognition of magic, magic is coming to life.

Unexpectedly, the Yerkes scholar recognized Morayal at a glance, and he invited us to the test stand to admire his newly designed magic desk lamp.

Morayal looked at the magic circle on the magic rune board on the back of the magic table lamp.

The Yerkes scholar explained on the side: "This is the simplest 'twilight lighting technique', and every magician knows this simple magic."

Morayaer touched the smooth lines on the magic pattern circle and felt a trace of magic power flowing on it. When her fingertips touched the magic pattern lines, the light source of the magic desk light dimmed slightly. When she turned another One finger was also placed on the magic line of the rune board, and the magic desk lamp could only emit some faint light.

The Yerkes scholar continued to tell us: "For kerosene lamps and candles, the light source of the magic table lamp is more stable, and there is no throat-choking wax oil smell, and it is safer and more convenient to use. Many noble families in the imperial capital have already used it."

The Yerkes scholar glanced at me, put his hands on my shoulders, and said to Morayal who bent over to examine the magic lamp: "Now, Jijia and I want to promote this magic lamp , it will even replace candles in the future and become an essential lighting tool for every family night."

I also echoed and said: "People in the imperial capital are more likely to accept new things, and the living standards of residents here are slightly better than those in other areas, so there should be a certain market for this kind of magic table lamp in the imperial capital."

Scholar Yerkes sat down on a chair next to the experimental table and said: "The only thing that restricts the widespread use of this magic table lamp is its price, so we have been trying to minimize its production cost."

Morayaer looked around the magic table lamp for a long time before he couldn't help asking: "Scholar Yerkes, what is the source of the magic power of this magic table lamp?"

Scholar Yerkes reached out and turned the magic lamp down, exposing the gemstone inlaid groove in the base, pointed to a fragment of magic spar inside and said, "Here, this is a fragment of magic spar."

"Not every family can afford magic spar fragments, and it's just a magic table lamp. If all the candles are replaced with magic table lamps, ordinary families probably can't afford this additional consumption." Morayal He frowned slightly and said.

"We have been trying to find ways to reduce the consumption of magic power. In fact, we can minimize the consumption of magic power." I explained to Morayal.

"How much is the minimum? Almost no magic crystal fragments are consumed?" Morayal asked me with a smile.

I nodded to her and said, "Almost!"

Standing by the test bench, she stared in amazement at the warm-toned magic table lamp in front of her. After a long silence, she asked me, "When will this kind of magic table lamp appear in the magic market?"

"It won't be long, maybe this summer, maybe a little later, but at the latest it won't be beyond this autumn's coming-of-age ceremony." I stood by and said to Morayal.

"Then... you must remember to give me one when the time comes."

Morayal's delicate face reflected light under the light, and her skin was very delicate.

I said to Morayal: "If you want, I can give it to you now. There are many samples of this kind of trial production in the laboratory."

With that said, he opened the curtain beside the wall, and a row of shelves stood against the wall filled with all kinds of magic table lamps, which were designed one after another by Yerkes scholars in the past two months. The metal rune plates and associated magic patterns I drew for each desk lamp, and the magic spar fragments on some desk lamps are simply decorations.

Morayal admired the magic desk lamp on the shelf, but didn't intend to take it away.

At this time, the Yerkes scholar stood by the test bench and said to us: "You are not here to discuss these magic table lamps, are you?"

Both Morayal and I turned our heads to look at him. He shrugged his shoulders and suggested, "Why don't we find a tavern for a drink?"

"Okay!" Morayal answered very simply, and then she asked me again: "Jijia, your drinking capacity will not be the same as before, and you will be drunk even after drinking a glass of low-alcohol golden cider? "

"Ah! It's better now." I said to her with a guilty conscience.

The Yerkes scholar revealed my truth without hesitation, and said to Morayal: "Actually, he is still the same, you mean he is obviously a native of El, but he doesn't like drinking golden cider very much. Don't know why."

The backstreet of Tower of Pride is lined with wine shops, hotels, restaurants, brothels, and small casinos. It becomes extremely noisy and lively at night.

Street girls stand in the shadows by the stone pillars by the wall. When they find a target passing by, they will stand out from the shadows and show their figure and face to others. If they are chosen, they will hold the guest's arm arms, turned and walked down the dark alley.

The bars and restaurants on the back street are quite good. The taverns here are quite popular, especially in the tavern at the back of the street. You can order a large barrel of special barley wine with shredded eel, even if you drink it all night. drunk.

Pushing open the door of the tavern and walking in, the inside was filled with a strong aroma of ale wine. The seats in the tavern lobby were almost full. The three of us looked around and found that even the booths in the farthest corners were occupied. Every table is filled with wine glasses.

We couldn't find an empty seat, and we were about to turn around and leave, but saw Ivan, Diego, and Jimmy drinking together. Each of them was accompanied by a few beautiful girls, who didn't look like girls from the Royal Academy of Magic. Magical students, but these beauties are all very outstanding, and this group of people is chatting and laughing.

Ivan and Jimmy happened to see me standing at the door of the tavern, and they deliberately avoided my gaze.

I stayed at the door for a while, and under their surprised gazes, I walked directly in front of them.

The expressions on the faces of Ivan and Diego were as if they had eaten fly droppings, and they looked at me nervously and full of hostility.

"Hey, it's getting late, don't you all plan to go back to the Royal Academy of Magic?" I said to Ivan and Diego with a half-smile.

Their faces were almost green with anger, they clenched their fists and stared at me coldly, then they stood up from their seats with resentment, and said to Jimmy and the other two unfamiliar faces: "Let's go .”

After finishing speaking, Ivan hurriedly left the bar with these friends without looking back.

A bartender who held the bill in his hands hurriedly trotted out all the way...

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The first ray of sunlight in the morning sprinkled on the oak floor through the glass windows, and the faint smell of paint filled the room.

A few glass bottles of golden cider were scattered on the ground, and there were some messy ladies' clothes beside them. The light blue ice deer leather boots fell beside the wooden door, and the exquisitely crafted Callemian magic robe was wrinkled. Baba's pile on the beige fabric sofa.

I was wearing a pair of bloomers made of light red yarn, and I stepped on the floor with bare feet.

Pushing open the window facing the street, a ray of morning breeze blows in with a faint scent of hibiscus flowers, and the world seems to come alive all of a sudden.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Moraya'er got out of the quilt sleepily and asked me.

Her long chestnut hair looked a little messy. She sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, squinting at me.

I pulled a white shirt over my head so I didn't have to button it.

Then he said to Morayal: "There is an early class today, and Mrs. Woolley is going to give a lecture on "The Pronunciation of Spells". If I don't attend the class, I think it will be very difficult to pass this magic class."

After hearing Mrs. Woolley's name, Moraya'er chuckled and said, "Mrs. Woolley is still teaching in the college! I remember when I was in school, she was the tutor of Charms. After so many years, she is still in the same place." Tread, it is estimated that this has something to do with her vitriol."

"What are your plans for today?" I asked her before going out.

Morayal thought about it seriously, and said to me: "I'm going to visit some friends in the morning, and I'm going to the magic business in the afternoon. I have a batch of magic materials on hand, and they must be disposed of as soon as possible before the magic power disappears."

"Isn't it hard to explore the wild swamp with an adventure group?" Hearing what she said, I asked with emotion, thinking that she was facing those third- and fourth-level monsters with an adventure group in the wild swamp. Facing what kind of danger.

She smiled, shook her head, and said to me: "It's okay, don't forget that I am a wood magician!"

(End of this chapter)