Magical daily life after reincarnation

Chapter 30
After finalizing a lot of cooperation points with Aiden, Tulo stood up and tapped the bloody leg.

The streets of Wanyou Street are very clean, and there is not much dust on them.

"Third-year Academy of Fools, Aiden, I am very glad to cooperate with you, and we will receive full credits in the future."

Aiden shook hands with Tulo to reach an agreement, handed him a stack of blank cards, and asked him to go back and draw all the cards.

"I'm looking forward to your performance in the duel event. At that time, I will definitely take a front row position to watch the rise of new stars." At the end, Aiden added: "If I didn't know you, I might think you That's the savior."

Tarlow smiled when he heard the words, but didn't respond much.

"Taro Tails!"

There was a gnashing of teeth behind him, and when he turned around, it was Turner.

"Is there anything for Senior Turner? Can't wait to start the duel now?" Tulo asked politely.

"Oh! Let me see who's here? It turns out it's the famous nobleman Sir Turner who bravely challenged the new students~" Aiden said while sitting on the ground, he didn't mind giving a few words to his new partner .

Turner stared at Aiden with resentment, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "He mentioned the duel to me. It is impossible for the second grade to challenge the first grade to a duel."

"Oh? Maybe I heard the wrong rumors, but your eyes are too scary, like a salamander eating too many devil peppers from the South Road."

"My grandmother once said that idiots can never control their anger, and their anger is controlled by others." Aiden educated Turner while gathering up the spiritual number cards on the floor stand.

It was because of Aiden's yelling that Turner was attracted here. When he came, he saw Aideen pointing at Talo and baring his teeth. That image looked more like an idiot than the current Turner.

Turner is not angry now, nor is he not angry.

After he took a few deep breaths and tried to stabilize his mood, he ignored Aiden and turned to Tulo: "Since we are ready for a duel, let's compete on the field, but behind you What's the point of making those dirty tricks?"

After the conflict in the study room that day, several friends who used to play with Turner occasionally avoided him.

Turner didn't take it seriously at first, until slowly more and more people avoided him and regarded him as a plague god.

In the beginning of the school season, people constantly challenged him, using the rule of not avoiding battles to take turns.

In every battle, the enemy does not aim to win, but instead keeps forcing him to exhaust his magic power again and again, delaying time to humiliate him continuously.

He originally had the strength to break through the knockout rounds, but he also retired early because he was exhausted in the first round.

Even in the mathematics class, his tutor, Professor White, deliberately asked questions with tricky questions, constantly making him embarrassed.

Turner really couldn't think of why he had fallen into such a situation, and the only explanation could only be Tarlow.

Only the only son of the Grand Duke of Tars who has been in conflict with it has the ability to do such a thing.

"What kind of slanderous trick?" Tullow looked puzzled. During this period of time, he was trying to be a perfect three-good student, working hard in the teaching tower, library and dormitory to enrich his knowledge.

"Hmph, it's fine if you don't dare to admit it. Before the Midsummer Bonfire Festival, I will definitely return the humiliation you inflicted on me a hundredfold." Turner turned and walked away after swearing harshly.

Tulo shrugged helplessly when he saw this. He didn't understand what Turner was doing because of it, but these episodes were not important to him.

"My grandmother said that there are many idiots in this world, but there are very few idiots who are single-minded about hurting themselves. If you encounter them, you must avoid them. I don't understand why people like him can't think about it so much and keep coming to trouble you. "Aiden also looked puzzled.

"Your grandmother must have been a very wise person," Tulo said with a smile.

Aiden responded naturally: "Of course."

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Back in the dormitory, Talo put the stick on the item rack, and placed all the purchased magic materials in the laboratory one by one.

Although Fedora's student bracelet can help store items, the price is the constant consumption of magic power.

Talo's current mana recovery speed can't keep up with the consumption caused by storage.

The midday sun shines through the pure glass windows, illuminating the small laboratory.

Talo's laboratory doesn't have too many things, only a large black stone table, a coat rack for hanging lab coats, and an indispensable alchemy toolbox.

The only items were also bought today from the Old Bully's.

A jar of good-colored elven honey juice, a bottle of white ink specially used for drawing magic circles, an eye of a dream wanderer, common or rare ores of various attributes, and many basic herbs.

Tarlow took out a pounding pot and put mistletoe, which can connect different forces, and mugwort, which can stabilize the spirit and represent awakening, into it.

Then he held the pounding hammer with his right hand, and began to hammer up and down skillfully to grind it.

To sum up, the whole process of smashing medicine can be interpreted with quick gun drawing, indestructible grip, absolute concentration, deadly rhythm, dragon impact, phase rush, and perfect curtain call.

Tulo took a deep breath, shook his sore right hand, and finally poured pure white viscous ink into the jar, mixing it with the washed mistletoe and mugwort.

Then wait for a while, and the ink to be used to draw the magic circle will be prepared.

Reaching out to remove the blindfold given by Professor Ella, Tulo's eyes slowly opened, and the faint magic fluorescence flashed away.

He took out a small mirror from the alchemy toolbox, and he could see that his pupils were not as red as before, but like clear rubies.

According to Professor Ella, the curse on the blindfold has actually soaked into the eyes, and the suppression effect can be achieved without wearing it, and it is a habit to wear it all the time.

After two months of adaptation and control, Talo has been able to temporarily open his eyes for a period of time, and the purpose of opening his eyes is to better observe the flow of magic power during refining.

Put the mirror aside, open the jar of fairy honey, pour some out and spread it on the table.

This will help stabilize the next magic array map.

Then use the fingers to stain the ink, and start to draw three interlocking circles on the table, representing the body, soul and spirit respectively.

Then write some freely combined Conn runes in the middle.

Finally, put the eyes of the dream wanderer in the circle representing the spirit in the middle, as a "sacrifice".

Tullow never wore a lab coat and gloves in his private experiments, hoping that an accident would send him to heaven.

This is allowed by the system.

This spell concoction was also Talo's first truly self-sufficient experiment.

As for what kind of spell can be refined, he doesn't know, it's like drawing a card, it will only become clear when it is uncovered.

However, the general direction can still be controlled. The materials used by Talow are all directed to the spirit and dreams. Even if the magic spell prescribed is not spiritual magic, it must be related to it. The sacrifice is an eyeball.

(End of this chapter)