Mage Joan

"Miaoaoaoaoao~~"

Tu Hao Katie struggled to escape from Bavra's grasp, jumped out of the window sullenly, ran back to the steps, picked up a dead mouse, and ran towards the garbage dump.

Seeing Catwoman training cats, both Medea and Ruby couldn't help laughing.

Joanne also felt a little funny. It seems that the catwoman named Bavra is the druid resident in the village mentioned by Peter, and the number one hero of the crops in the valley village. He did not expect to be so young.

Joan thought of it again, and Bavra's coat was embroidered with the emblem of the "Ring of Harvest", showing that she was a member of this famous Druid society in the Far East, just like Kandy. It's just that Kandy was born in the branch of the "Ring of Harvest" in the New World, and her father was a disciple of the chief Druid Valentina of the "Ring of Harvest".

At this time, Peter returned to the lobby with tea, while entertaining the guests, and by the way, explained to Joan Bahra about their intentions.

"Fang is inconvenient to disclose, why are you looking for chickens and snakes?" Bavra asked curiously.

"In fact, there is nothing to hide. Joan and I are collaborating on a topic about supernatural petrochemical creatures. We need to search for various petrochemical creatures as research samples. Chickens and snakes are one of our selected targets. I heard that Someone near the valley village witnessed the chicken, snake and beast, so they came to try their luck." Medea explained briefly.

"It turns out that you are scholars, disrespectful!"

Peter looked at Medea and Joan's eyes, showing a heartfelt respect.

Catwoman Bavra was particularly suspicious in her eyes.

"You claim to be a scholar, but how can I be sure that you are telling the truth, rather than harboring some unspeakable purpose?"

"Bavra, you're too rude!" Peter tried to stop Catwoman, but he got a white eye.

"What do you know, the more learned the person, the greater the harm done by doing bad things. For the sake of maintaining the safety of the village, I have to be more careful about the suspicious foreigners."

Joan and Medea looked at each other, but they were helpless.

Bavra's attitude is unpleasant, but given her duties, it is reasonable to be wary of strange casters from unknown sources.

The question now is, how do they prove that they are really pursuing chickens, snakes, and beasts out of academic research, rather than using this very dangerous Warcraft to plan a plot that might endanger the valley village?

Medea seldom walks in the surface world, and the Far East is set foot for the first time. It is impossible to find a famous acquaintance in the local area to help her prove her identity.

Joan also has no relatives or friends in the Far East, but compared with Medea, he is somewhat famous, although this reputation is limited to Austrian and French academic circles.

After a little thought, Joan asked Catwoman: "Miss Bavra, is there an arcane spellcaster in the Valley Village?"

Buffalo shrugged and shook his head: "There are currently only three casters in this village. In addition to Peter and I, there is also the upstairs'Fly Sword Brother' Nikola-the sheriff of this village, the paladin of the goddess of fate, Syndra, There is no arcane spellcaster."

Joan frowned, with a glimmer of hope, and tentatively asked: "Have you ever heard of it, there is an award called the "Rising Star Award" in Austrian and French academia?"

"What star award? I haven't heard of it!" Catwoman shook her head.

When Joan was in a low mood, Peter suddenly inserted a sentence.

"The Rising Star Award? Is it the award for the Austrian-French joint selection of five famous universities in the world of Valais? It is awarded to the talented students studying at the school."

"Peter, how do you know these things?" Bavra asked in surprise.

"Of course it looks in the newspaper." Peter took the opportunity to spit out, "I'm different from you, Bavra, but I am a person who loves to study and study."

"Now that you know the Rising Star Award, things are easier to handle." Ruby hugged Joan's arms and his face was full of pride. "The gentleman sitting in front of you at this moment is the winner of this year's Rising Star Award." , The talented master Joan Vida from Midgard University!"

"Blow and brag?" Buffalo looked at Joan suspiciously. "It seems that you are about my age, so powerful? But it doesn't look like a genius!"

"If genius is seen by you stupid girl, what a genius!"

Peter glanced at Catwoman angrily, and suddenly he was excited again.

"Joan Vida... I heard the name familiarly. I remember seeing it in the evening paper not long ago. At that time, I also discussed with Brother Nikolai, why the winner was obviously a boy, but took a woman. name."

Joan listened to his name, his awkward ears were hot, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Wait a minute, I'll be here soon!"

Like a monkey, Peter leapt from his chair and ran up the stairs to the second floor.

A few minutes later, the young priest waved an old newspaper and dashed downstairs happily, followed by two older men.

One of the middle-aged men dressed like a handsome country gentleman. The tall young man who was behind him was wearing a straight black military uniform, but had only one left arm.

"I found it! I found it!" Peter flew back and shot the "Far East Evening News" published a week ago on the table, pointing to an obscure corner of the newspaper page.

Joan Probe glanced in the past. It turned out to be the selection newsletter of this year's "Rising Star Award". There were only two hundred words of reports in total. It was also accompanied by a print illustration of the thumb and his own head. The text is very simple and the illustrations are vague, so I really remember Peter remembering this humble newsletter.

Buffalo lay on the table and looked at the picture, and then looked up at Joan's face, nodded and said: "It's a bit like it! Sorry, Mr. Genius, I was so rude to you just now!"

At this time, the two older men also came over and looked at Joan three curiously.

According to Peter, Joan learned that the middle-aged gentleman's name was Malik, and he was the "director" of the Gudi Village Commune. This quirky title was not well understood and probably meant the meaning of the village chief. In addition, the pub that Joan had visited before was also Mr. Malik’s property.

As for the one-armed young officer named Nikola, she was the sheriff of the Far East military stationed in Gudi Village, and also served as the instructor of the local militia squad.

The village druid from the "Ring of Harvest", the village priest from the "Sindra Holy See", the sheriff under the military, plus the village chief who is a local celebrity squire-the Far East Kolas Government The rural administrative system created was composed of these "four sets of carriages".

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