Mage Joan

Fortunately, from the first day of exposure to magic, he consciously exercised his concentration, even if he was studying in a noisy downtown, he would not be disturbed by the outside world.

In the state of concentration, reading the scroll of the "trigger technique" in the same book, did not exceed the intensity of his daily concentration training.

It was Rebecca, who looked nervous next to him, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and cold sweat oozed out of his tight palm.

After a long period of preparation, Joan finally successfully guided the magic in the scroll into a stream of light gathered by countless golden mantras and injected it into the Mithril bracelet.

The Wyn rune as a "trigger" carrier is slightly flooded, like a bottomless container, greedily drawing magic power, and at the same time transferring the absorbed magic power into the bracelet, gradually forming a spell configuration.

Joan abandons the scroll that has run out of magic power, frees his hand, and grabs a large pile of magic crystal dust and throws it at the Mithril Bracelet.

While continually absorbing the magic crystal, the bracelet gradually fixed the complex spell configuration formed inside.

The scroll thrown away by Joan has been weathered and shattered into a pile of ashes on the ground.

At the same time, Joan also spread the last magic crystal dust on the bracelet.

The Wyn rune burst into an unprecedented brilliance, and then turned into bleakness, completing its mission as a magical "intermediary", leaving only a touch of ink marks left on the inner surface of the silver bracelet.

Joan took the handkerchief to wipe the ink marks and handed the enchanted bracelet to Rebecca.

"thank you."

Rebecca put the silver bracelet back on her left wrist and felt a trace of magical waves resonate with her pulse through the skin.

Without Roland's explanation, she guessed that this was the magic contained in the bracelet and was monitoring her heartbeat.

If her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she had not engaged in high-intensity sports, then 9 out of 9 was due to emotional excitement.

The bracelet will start the "trigger technique" spontaneously according to this symptom, and then activate the "stable mind", prompting her emotions to return to normal.

"If you are not sure about the reliability of this bracelet, you can try to recall some sad or angry past and test whether the bracelet will make timely feedback."

In a strict and responsible manner, Joan made recommendations to Rebecca.

Rebecca hesitated and shook his head bitterly: "Forget it, I believe your work is absolutely reliable!"

Joanne could see that she was worried that the bracelet would not work as expected, and then embarrassed.

"It's up to you to do whatever I can. If there is nothing else, I'll leave." Joan got up and left.

"and many more!"

Rebecca suddenly grabbed his sleeve and hesitated for a long time before asking carefully.

"Something, I wanted to ask you a long time ago. I have found you twice for this, but unfortunately I didn't happen to..."

"What is it?"

"This... is a bit difficult to say, you can refuse to answer, but please don't be angry with me?"

Seeing her pitiful and terrified expression, Qiao An felt a bad hunch in her heart and barely nodded.

"You say, I promise not to be angry."

"That's good, in fact... from the day I first saw you, I vaguely felt a familiar breath on you. If I guessed right, I'm afraid you also have... strange bloodlines?"

Joan didn't actually want to answer this question concerning his own privacy, but he couldn't refuse to face the girl's pure eyes and hopeful eyes.

After hesitating for a while, he turned around and lowered his collar to show the eyeball behind her neck.

"Gosh!"

Rebecca exclaimed unexpectedly.

Joan heard her sudden rapid heartbeat and immediately realized that her emotions fluctuated violently when she was frightened. He turned around in a hurry, staring at her hair alertly.

Sure enough, Rebecca's hair roots appeared silvery, which was a sign of variation.

But in the next moment, the Mithril bracelet on Rebecca's left wrist also showed a golden light, which enveloped her.

The windless automatic long hair seems to be gently caressed by a pair of invisible palms, slowly falling down to restore calm.

The silvery luster of the hair root faded away, and the hair became dark and bright again.

Rebecca's expression changed from horrified to stunned, and the lines of her tight lips gradually softened.

Gently stroking the bracelet that automatically inspired the "stable mind", she looked up at Joan with a sweet smile on her face.

"Look, it's really smart!"

Jo An nodded silently, and finally the stone that fell on his heart fell to the ground.

Although it was not intended to test the "sedative bracelet", the result was satisfactory.

"Joan, I want to see that... OK?"

"Yes, but this is the last time."

The beautiful girl's pleading was really difficult to refuse, and Joan turned helplessly.

"It's weird...it's watching me."

Rebecca was a little shorter than Joanne, and his eyes were right at the eyeball behind his neck.

The initial fear in the girl’s heart was soon replaced by curiosity.

She took a step forward and made a new request: "Can I touch it?"

Joan frowned and said nothing.

Rebecca took his silence for granted, and stretched his right hand to gently touch the eyeball behind his neck.

The slender hands of the girl are smooth and delicate, soft like petals, and the moment the fingertips touch the eyeball brings a little coolness.

Joan couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously tightened the neck muscles, the deformed eyeball also closed, and the field of vision behind him disappeared into darkness.

Rebecca's small hand was still caressed behind his neck, and it took a long time to retract his hand.

"Joan, your strange bloodline also comes from heredity?"

"Probably, I don't know, and I don't care about this issue."

Joan backhanded his collar.

"Why don't you care?" Rebecca looked at him in surprise. "Don't you want to trace the source of your abnormal bloodline?"

"I'm a little curious, but I don't want to bother myself." Joan raised his collar and said lightly: "Anyway, this eyeball hasn't escaped my control, so why should I care about it? Come."

"I admire your calm mindset, but unfortunately I can't do it myself."

Rebecca sighed and pulled over the chair to sit opposite Joan.

"Do you know why I suddenly fell ill today?"

In fact, Joan didn't want to inquire about her private affairs. However, in order to maintain the atmosphere of chatting, she could only shake her head according to her mind and pretend to be curious.

Rebecca was very satisfied with his "ear-earing" attitude. With a long strand of hair, she quietly talked about her thoughts.

"Actually, I don't want to quarrel with Martha, but every time I talk about my future plans, there is always a quarrel."

"Sister hopes that I have been staying at Leiden College. After graduation, I will go home and help her manage the manor. I will find a good family to marry in a few years, but I don't like her arrangement and insist on going to Meadgarde to study."

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