There is absolutely nothing wrong with my magic cards!

De: "A weak girl with double A speed, right?"

Mi: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing."

Durkan was sure that compared to his own card maker who had passed the Knights Academy, Meyer was the other way around. The Poisonous Assassin went to the Alchemy Academy.

We are all dreamers with ideas.

Mee touched Alice's forehead and said:

"I will use medicine to make Alice sleep longer, and then hypnotize her, making her think that what happened just now was also a dream."

"Do you...do you have a side job?"

Durkan asked suspiciously.

Mier: "Please, if we call the sheriff of the capital, your problem is much more serious than mine, do you know?"

Durkan: "..."

Soon, Mier went back to the laboratory to get a tool box, and took out a shot of medicine from it.

After infusing Alice, a series of hypnosis began on her.

The method is quite skillful.

"Alice won't be able to wake up for a while, but I'm afraid you won't be able to come to my laboratory in the near future. If Alice bumps into her again, she will definitely doubt the authenticity of dreams and reality."

Meyer put away the toolbox.

"......Too."

Durkan's expression could not hide his disappointment.

The exchange of toxins has just started, and the progress will be put on hold for a while.

I can only wait until next Monday to go to the school's laboratory to continue.

"How do you use your storage room?"

Meyer asked suddenly.

"It has been changed to a card making workshop."

Durkan replied.

Meyer: "Let's move some tools to your place. In the next two days, we will study how to carry the communication poison to the highly toxic nail."

Durkan: "Perfect."

Mee: "I'll go find you after I've calmed Alice down."

Durkan: "In wind and rain, 404 is waiting for you."

054 Cornelia's Weekend

It was already dawn at this moment, and there was a faint blue-gray light outside the window.

Lying on the bed, Alice looked very cute.

Even in her sleep, her breathing was sweet and gentle.

There seemed to be a faint smile on his face, and he didn't know if he was dreaming of something.

"You're really good. Even nightmares can help her brainwash her into sweet dreams."

Durkan sat on the chair next to him, looked at Alice's state, and couldn't help sighing.

"What is brainwashing, I am a serious sleep aid."

Mier glanced at Durkan and said softly.

"I think this kind of serious technology, we need to find an opportunity to communicate."

Durkan wanted to learn Meyer's hand very much.

Essential skills for home travel.

"Then give me a copy of the spiritual spell card you made in the future."

Meer clearly understood what Durcan wanted to learn.

Durkan: "Of course, our 'Axis of Kindness' joint production must be for each person."

Mee: "Have you already thought of our company name?"

Durkan: "What do you think of the name?"

Meyer: "It's good, it fits our personality."

......

Listening to Alice's steady breathing on the bed, the already slightly cold and dull air in the capital made the two of them feel strangely sleepy.

Durkan and Mier, who have passed through the noisy night, have finally come to parting time.

"I guess I have to stay with Alice today. I'm not sure when I can find you. It might be at night."

Mier sent Durkan to the door of the dormitory.

Durkan nodded and said, "It's okay, my side is also open 24 hours a day."

"Then remember to prepare slippers, towels, toothbrushes and water glasses for me."

"I know, I know. I'm going back to sleep, and you should have a good rest too."

"it is good."

At dawn, the criminal suspect Durkan left the dormitory of his accomplice Mier.

When he returned to his dormitory, Durkan only felt that his exhaustion broke out.

He went straight to the bedroom and threw himself on the bed.

The soft and familiar bed seemed to have a chemical reaction with him, making him fall asleep instantly.

......

It was almost noon when Durkan awoke.

He moved his body a bit.

The soreness in the joints is the result of staying in a bad sleeping position for a long time.

It seems that Master Jiang didn't secretly sign up again this time.

She should have known repentance.

Just when Durkan was thinking this way, that cold and familiar voice sounded in Durkan's heart again:

"Who do you say repents?"

"...You really have been eavesdropping, haven't you?"

"No, every time I wake up, I always hear you say something that offends me."

"This is called tacit understanding."

"Don't you think this shows how often you speak ill of me every day instead of explaining it with tacit understanding?"

"After all, you are Wagatamahi (my soul), what's wrong with the tacit understanding."

"..."

She had heard Durkan explain what Wagatamahi meant.

But she is not used to being called that by Durkan even today.

After a moment of silence, the master said:

"I won't use your body without your knowledge in the future."

Durkan heard this and smiled happily:

"Hey, the master came to apologize to me, you have to be more honest to be popular."

However, the master didn't say anything, Durkan only felt that his vision gradually became black.

"Stop, stop, I said the wrong thing! You are always welcome!"

"There is no next time."

After saying a word coldly, the master fell into a deep sleep again.

Durkan breathed a sigh of relief.

But the expression is not flustered, and there is even a faint smile on the corner of the mouth.

(Daily 1/1 line-up with Master)

After finishing his daily tasks for the day, Durkan stretched and felt refreshed.

He rubbed his stomach.

"So hungry."

Time to check in at the new cafeteria on campus.

Teresia once gave him a Hevenlet College food map, which marked the characteristics and evaluations of each restaurant.

There are still many good places in this school that Durcan has not explored.

But to be honest, after coming to the capital, what impressed him the most was Baron Bachel's cooking skills.

It may have been mixed with a little seasoning called "Bacher's fear", which made Durkan think of Bacher's dishes with a special taste every time.

Forget it, as a human being, you shouldn't think so.

Let's see if we can use the materials exploded from Bachel's body to make a chef when we reach the fifth level.

While thinking about it, Durkan found a restaurant he was interested in, and enjoyed his lunch quite happily.

......

afternoon.