Mage Joan

"I will pay attention, what should I do next?"

"Just standing where you are."

Joan walked to the corner and stood against the wall.

He turned to look at Mr. Javier across the counter, and the distance between the two sides was almost 15 feet away. He reminded again: "Please pay attention to your feet."

"Relax, I stand very steady!"

Just in case, Javier's hands also supported the edge of the counter.

"Then start! Three, two, one!"

The moment the countdown ended, Joan suddenly stomped his feet, evenly distributed the magic wire on the ground, and then violently twisted.

A golden impulse of impulse passed through Joan's soles and passed to Mr. Havel's feet against the ground.

Javier noticed that the rug suddenly raised a bump, and he rushed straight toward him, and tried to dodge in surprise.

But he did not expect that the shock wave was as flexible as a python, and he followed him closely, and as his footsteps shifted, he immediately transmitted to the soles of his feet and burst into a violent explosion!

Mr. Javier felt like he was on a small boat that was overturned by stormy waves. His fingers slipped away from the edge of the counter. With the creaking of his nails scratching the counter, he finally fell on the ground.

When the ground quaked and calmed down, Mr. Havel climbed up against the wall, rubbing his aching buttocks, and couldn't help wondering.

"It's amazing... If I hadn't just experienced it myself, I can't believe the power of the 1st-level spell is so great! Joan, how many times can "Stomping Boots" release this spell every day?"

"Release'Thunder Stomp' up to 4 times a day, stomping and silently activating the mantra, you can release a shock wave conducted from the bottom of the boot to the ground, forcing an unbalanced center of gravity within 30 feet, falling to the ground, consuming It takes a whole day to replenish the magic power after using all the times of the day."

Joan made an explanation.

"What is the starting spell of the spell?" Mr. Havel asked urgently.

"Talta." Joan pronounced an elf word.

Talta, translated into human lingua franca means "collapse."

Most spells related to "Earthquake" use Talta as a starting spell.

"This pair of magic boots has a high practical value. We set the price for it... 2000 Jin Duga, what do you think?"

Mr. Javier relighted the pipe.

"I have no opinion." This price has greatly exceeded Joan's psychological expectations, adding a little uneasy, "I hope to sell it."

"You're so foolish enough!"

Mr. Javier gave the young mage an angry and funny look.

"Dare you bet me? The siren and stomping boots are on the shelf, and buyers can be found within three days...seriously, I would rather not sell it, so that I can use it for myself."

"What a coincidence, I originally wanted to keep my own." Qiao An looked at the counter reluctantly.

"Stupid boy, don't be reluctant! When you make money, go back and do one more thing."

Mr. Havel took a quill with a smile, quickly calculated it, and looked up to Joan:

"We are old friends. I won't talk to you. How about the sirens and stomping boots? How about 2600 Kinduga sold to me?"

"Of course no problem." This is a lot higher than Joan's expected income.

"How to settle?"

"Give me 3.5 ounces of magic crystal, and the rest should be repaid."

Joan had already thought about it. He does not lack cash, and it is more practical to replace the gold coins with magic crystals. After all, he can buy magic crystals at a wholesale price in Yangbo. If he lacks money, he can sell magic crystals and make a small difference.

"Ha~ You are such a smart ghost!"

Mr. Javier smiled appreciatively.

"Okay, I'll give you 3.5 ounces of magic crystals, and the rest will be 500 gold Durga, I will deduct it from the total loan."

"Thank you, Mr. Havel."

Joan bowed gratefully to him. As for the 3.5 ounce magic crystal, he has planned the use.

First, it costs 2 ounces of magic crystals, and then manufactures an "anti-stealth alarm" and a pair of "stomping boots" for your own use.

In addition, it takes 0.5 ounces of magic crystals to modify his own small shield, and upgrade the attached magic from 0 ring "flash" to 1 ring "flash burst".

At last, there is 1 ounce of magic crystal left, and Joan intends to save it for future creation of a new magic guide.

After having lunch with Mr. Havel, Joanne went to Vernon House to read a book in the afternoon.

For nearly a month, he has been reading books at the Vaasa's library almost every weekend afternoon.

Sometimes when reading books, I was so fascinated that I simply spent the night on the second floor of the library, holding the book on the sofa, and saw that dawn was about to take a nap.

The vassals of the Vaasa family have become accustomed to Joan's visit.

When George Vassar was at home, he always kept Joan for dinner.

Vasa himself occasionally comes to the library to find books. He is particularly interested in works of history, theology, animal husbandry and agronomy, and other types of books are less involved.

When Joan walked into Vernon Mountain, it was just over an hour.

Butler Tobias told him that Major Vasa went to the ranch to check on the newly born mule cubs, and asked him to tell Joan to stay for dinner before leaving.

Joan thanked the housekeeper and went to the backyard library.

Pulling out the key and opening the door, he spelled out a spell, and the magic chandelier hanging on the ceiling lit up.

Butler Tobias was very careful and sent a young man of the same age as Joan to serve Joan.

Although it was not enough time for afternoon tea, the little maid put a pot of brewed black tea and sugar, milk and a new plate of cookies on the desk.

"Master Vinda, what else can I do for you?"

The little maid raised his hands and asked respectfully.

"No need for the time being. Thank you, Jiang Ge, I will ring you to greet you when I have something to do."

"Good young master, always at your command."

The boy named Jiang Ge clamped the tray under his arm, bowed to Joan deeply, turned and left the library, and closed the door lightly.

There was only one person left in the room. Joan felt relaxed and took a sip of the tea cup.

The afternoon sun shines on the desk through the glass window.

His mood is as bright as the afternoon sun.

Joan put down the teacup and turned to the bookshelf against the wall opposite him. He found the books he needed and laid them on the desk.

For more than a month, Joan has read no less than two hundred books in the library at Mount Vernon, which is quite rewarding.

At the moment, he is reading the 18th volume of "The Book of Varese Monsters", which is divided into fine creatures.

Joan sat down at the desk, took out the notebook, quill pen and ink bottle, and at the same time reading, he took the pen and copied the paragraphs that he felt were more important.

After spending an afternoon, Joan read the book, which is more than 300 pages thick including illustrations, from beginning to end, and then closed the book, falling into a long time of thinking.

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