Mage Joan

Kandy chanted another mantra, and the vines disappeared everywhere. The freed hares were frightened, and they all rushed back into the cave to hide.

Joan bundled up the three fat rabbits one by one, tucked them in their prey packs, looked up at the sky, and said to Conte: "It's almost noon. There is a log cabin in the forest in front of us. Let's rest there. "

"Okay, maybe you can hit other prey on the road," Kandy said happily.

The result was really her. When approaching the forest hut, Jamie suddenly stopped and snatched up a straight birch tree. Joan immediately realized that there was something on the tree, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and carefully observed through the sunlight through the treetops, and soon saw a pheasant standing between the branches, with feathers brown and white, slender The tail feathers show a variety of colors, falling down from the branches, swaying with the wind, especially moving.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!" Conti also found the pheasant in the tree, his eyes lit up.

Joan booed with her index finger up, beckoning her not to be loud, so as not to scare away the pheasant. This wild bird looks plump. In fact, there is no two pounds of meat on the body. Instead, the beautiful feathers on the tail are far more valuable than the meat.

Jamie crept close to the birch tree and suddenly jumped towards the branch where the pheasant stood. It's a pity that the pheasant was more alert than he expected, and slammed his wings before Jamie jumped.

Jamie threw himself into the air, broke the branch with a slap, fell back into the snow with a thud, and groaned in disappointment.

The pheasant hovered over the woods for several weeks, seeming to be sure that the hound and the boys and girls behind him did not pose a threat to himself, so he gathered his wings and landed again, standing on a branch twenty feet from the ground, squinting his eyes and looking down. Jamie, who had been turning around, looked scornful.

Kandy giggled, not knowing whether he was laughing at Jamie Bai's effort, or the arrogant expression of the pheasant.

Joan stepped forward and patted Jamie's back, calmed it down, and looked up at the twitch-headed pheasant, squinting, silently calculating the distance, and then raised his right hand to fight Peng slid down his wrist, revealing a white and slender index finger, pointing to the branch of the pheasant, the lips slightly opened, and spit out a low and rhythmic elven spell.

"Ringa!"

Finally, Joan finished with a Quenya character symbolizing "coldness" to complete the preparation for casting. The right index finger glowed with cold light, and a slender ice-blue light beam blasted from the fingertips, instantly flashing across the sky, hit the pheasant standing on the branch, twenty feet high from the ground.

The lethality of the 0-ring trick "Frozen Ray" is not great, but it is enough to deal with a pheasant. Accompanied by a long cry, the pheasant fell off the treetops and fell heavily on the snow. The cold magic that had penetrated into the body shivered and it struggled to flap its wings and escape from the ground.

Before Joan ordered, Jamie had already rushed past, biting the pheasant's neck fiercely, and made a terrible breath.

"Joan! Joan! What spell were you using just now?" Conti hurriedly asked.

"A little trick, it's not worth mentioning." Joan was a little embarrassed. He knew that his ability to cast spells was indeed far inferior to that of Kandy, and it was not worthy of her fuss. She secretly guessed that maybe because Kandy was a divine spellcaster, he had little understanding of arcane spells, and how great the spell he had just cast.

"Although it's just a trick, but it looks so handsome! And it's very practical. It knocked down the pheasant with a slap!" Kandy imitated Joan's posture when he cast the spell, and pointed out his index finger to pierce the sky, complacent. Laughing non-stop.

Joan shook his head, wondering what the girl was really happy about, laughing from morning to night. Although his character is at exactly two opposite extremes compared to Kandy, Joanne has to admit that the cheerful and cheerful Asa girl exudes optimism and temperament, like the bright morning sun, making him inexplicable Feeling uplifted and forgetting trouble unconsciously.

Jamie brought the pheasant back and waved his tail excitedly to the master. Joan patted the hound's head, squatted down to pluck out some of the most beautiful feathers on the pheasant's tail, and the rest of the chicken was served for Jamie's lunch to reward its excellent performance in this hunt.

Joan carefully wiped the blood on the feathers of the pheasant, and was about to put it in his backpack. He accidentally found Kandy staring at the feather in his hand, and his eyes were extremely hot.

"What a beautiful feather!" Kandy murmured.

Joan seldom dealt with women, but she was not stupid. Upon hearing Kandy's words, she immediately realized that she liked the pheasant feathers very much and handed her all the feathers in her hands.

"All to me? Really?" Kandy's eyes widened in surprise, and the smile became brighter. "Thank you! Just one is enough!"

She took out one of the most colorful feathers from Joan and said excitedly: "It must be beautiful to put on the hat, what do you think?"

"Fortunately."

Joan carefully combed the remaining Ling Yu, rolled it up with a cloth and put it in his backpack. He is not interested in hats decorated with pheasant feathers, but he knows that such dresses are popular in Leiden City. Those wealthy young masters always wear a woolen hat decorated with beautiful feathers when they travel. Like a pheasant on his head, instead of looking good, he thought it was funny. But speaking back, his personal preferences are not important. The important thing is that these beautiful feather feathers are very valuable. At least 5 gold coins can be exchanged, which is not only enough to repay the money owed to Aunt Barbara. Worried about the family.

With the debt pressure off his shoulders, plus a companion who is Yan Yan and an optimistic and cheerful companion, the rugged mountain road seems to be less difficult to walk. Near noon, Joan took Conti through the woods, and a log cabin appeared in the middle of the open space in front.

The hut was built by a public hired person outside of Joan. Every autumn, when the apples in the forest are ripe, Joan often spends the night in this hut and takes Jamie to inspect the fruit forest to prevent wild boars or monkeys from invading and destroying them. The children in town occasionally come to pick fruits to eat. Unless the fruit is deliberately spoiled, picked and thrown for fun, Joan will not come forward to block it.

After entering the winter this year, Joan was busy heading to Leiden to take the entrance exam. He had not been in the woods for more than a month. The small roof of the forest is covered with thick snow, and the doors and windows are also blocked by the snow. From a distance, it looks like a white grave.

Joan removed the snow in front of the door, opened the door, and just stepped across the threshold, suddenly stopped.

Through the sunlight projecting in the door, he found that there was an inexplicable pile of dirt on the ground in the middle of the cabin, and a damp and strange breath was emitted in the dark room.

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