Mage Joan

The internship points can not only be used as money on the university campus, but also one of the hard indicators necessary for graduation.

When Qiao An applied for early graduation, he was almost denied the request for early graduation because of insufficient internship points.

Later, although I successfully obtained a master's degree certificate, I still need to make up for the lack of internship points during my PhD. In addition, doctoral graduates also have requirements for internship points.

Joan is a good hand writing papers. Taking academic points is just like playing. Internship points are not so easy to earn. Participating in military operations is the main channel for obtaining internship points.

If you can really complete the task within one to two weeks and earn 20 internship points, Joan doesn’t mind taking a little risk. By the way, you can also study the ecology of the dinosaur group in Lake Aosta. According to the survey, is a paper on dinosaurs not beautiful?

Joan was thinking about it, and suddenly a magic wave flew in front of him, and a ball of red light appeared.

Joan held the light sphere and read the magic message, his face could not be changed slightly-regardless of the sender or the content of the letter, it was greatly beyond his expectations.

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Not far from the school gate, Joanne found the tavern mentioned in the magic message.

Pushed open the pub door and walked in, and soon saw the familiar back in front of the bar.

A middle-aged man with wide shoulders and back, sitting in front of the bar with his back to the pub door, holding a large pipe in his left hand and a large glass of bubbling beer in his right hand.

Beside him, a dark-haired hound squatted in a chair, waiting quietly for a meal to appear on the table, which seemed more gentlemanly than the noisy drunks in the tavern.

"Long time no see, Mr. Pinkerton."

Joan went to the bar and said hello to the detective who sent a letter about meeting here.

"Hi Joan! Oh, I should call you Dr. Vida!" Detective Ted Pinkerton smiled and raised a toast to the young master. "You haven't eaten lunch yet? I heard this pub The steak is well-grilled. I want to order whatever I want. I'll treat you."

"The dishes in this restaurant are not bad. My classmates and I often come here to eat."

Joan sat in the chair beside Karl. The police dog turned his head around in a human way, obviously recognizing him, taking the initiative to hand out his paws, and making a handshake gesture.

Joan and Carl shook their paws and took the opportunity to pluck two on his smooth fur neck.

"Dr. Vader, what do you want to eat at noon?"

The pub owner came to say hello to the patron.

"A Puding, a glass of orange juice." Joan ordered the meal skillfully.

A short time later, Pinkerton and Carl's steaks were served first.

The detective helped wrap his pet dog with a napkin, and Carl immediately buried his head and chewed the three mature t-bone steak in the dish.

Pinkerton cut a piece of steak himself, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it with delight, then said to Joan with a smile: "I like this little restaurant, not only the food is delicious, but also the atmosphere is more than the pretense restaurants in the city. Comfortable, with the same money, Karl can get the same hospitality as human customers here."

Joan nodded in agreement.

High-end restaurants usually do not allow large dogs such as Karl to enter the door. Even if they are exceptionally accommodating, the waiter will not allow guests' pets to eat on the table.

Although Carl is not a "pet" but Pinkerton's "animal partner", as a police dog, it is more like a business partner of Mr. Detective, but in the eyes of waiters in high-end restaurants, it is no different from other pet dogs. Not getting the respect you deserve.

The taverns and restaurants set up near the university, unlike other similar places in the city, do not restrict guests to pets, which is mainly determined by the special environment of the university campus.

The wizards and warlocks who studied in the Austrian law department of Midgard University, except for a few eccentric strangers like Joan, most of them will keep a "magic pet", and they will carry them with them wherever they go.

Compared to the hounds that can be seen everywhere in the city, the types of magic pets are almost strange. Toads, vipers, crows, mice, owls are just basic models. "--Wait strange creatures beyond imagination.

The magical pets of wizards and warlocks are usually of a higher intelligence level than Ranger and Druid's "animal partners", and even smarter than ordinary humans.

The magic pet retains the nature of beasts and even monsters, and at the same time has a bright mind, which means that these little guys are almost a "troublemaker" who loves revenge. The ordinary people offend them, but there is nothing to eat. !

What's more, behind every magic pet, there is also their master of arcane spellcaster.

The restaurant was opened to do business, but not to offend people, but near the university campus, the students of the arcane majors are considered the most unaffordable group of people.

If a mage brings his magic pet into the door, would the restaurant owner dare to say "You can't bring pets to the table"?

Dare to say this, just wait for it to close!

Take this pub, for example, there are often students of arcane majors who come and go with all kinds of strange and strange pets. The pub owner, the waiter, and even the customers who have come often have been strange, how can they care about Mr. Detective for himself The police dog ordered a T-bone steak.

When Joan chatted with Pinkerton, the lunch he ordered was delivered.

Steaks can be eaten anywhere, but "Puddin" is the signature dish of this pub. It is said to be a flavorful snack from the North Jordonheim region.

The recipe is actually very simple.

The dinner plate was filled with crispy and crispy french fries, then covered with melted cheese, and finally poured with a tablespoon of boiled tangy gravy.

Putin had to eat while it was hot, and Joan inserted a large ball of French fries saturated with cheese and gravy into his mouth. The hot, sticky and rich taste brought unparalleled satisfaction.

Quickly sweeping the food off the plate, Joanne picked up the drink cup and pours the sweet and sour orange juice into the stomach in one go, soothing the throat and comfortably burping.

After eating and drinking, Joan opened the door and asked Ted Pinkerton: "You asked me to meet here, there must be something to tell me?"

The detective lit the pipe, took a deep breath, and answered frankly: "There is indeed something to ask for your help."

"Is there a new clue for Harry Kaufman's prison break?" Joan tentatively asked.

Pinkerton shook his head and whispered, "It has nothing to do with that case. I came to you today for another thing, Joanne, have you noticed the recent report about the dinosaur riot in Lake Aosta? "

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