Mage Joan

Seeing that Gray was still so innocent and energetic, Qiao Anji suspended his heart halfway.

Unfortunately, neither Gray nor Jamie can speak for him as to why the old house was destroyed and who built the new house.

Accompanied by Jamie and Gray, Joan walked to the door of the new house, tentatively knocked on the door, and asked aloud, "Please-is anyone at home?"

The room was quiet and no one answered.

Joan was still hesitating whether to push the door or not, and Gray stretched out his arm and pushed the door open, striding inside.

Joan shook his head helplessly and had to follow it into the door.

The lobby on the first floor is very spacious, with daily furniture such as tables and chairs, and it looks brand new.

There is a room on each side of the hall, and the kitchen is on the left.

Gray pointed to the room on the right side of the hall, trying to explain to Joan.

Joan couldn't understand it, walked in and looked at it, and found a thick bearskin blanket on the ground, and a dog kennel next to it, and immediately realized that this was Grey and Jamie's room.

"Gray, did you build this house?"

Gray shook his head, gesturing to try to tell something.

Joan nodded in comprehension and climbed the second floor along the handrail.

The staircase is facing a small living room with only a coffee table and two armchairs.

The three rooms adjacent to the living room are the master bedroom, guest bedroom and study.

The bed in the bedroom is complete, the only thing that makes Joan feel bad is that although there are two rows of bookshelves placed against the wall in the study, it is a pity that the bookshelves are empty and there is not even one book.

Joan looked upstairs and downstairs, recalling Gray's move just now, vaguely guessing that the owner of this new house was mostly himself.

But he still didn't understand who ruined his old house, and who built this more impressive new house for him near the ruins of the old house.

During the six months of studying abroad, something seems to have changed at home.

As Joan thought more and more inexplicably, he told Jamie and Gray to leave the house, hurriedly leave the new house, went to Houshan to visit Grandpa, and asked about the changes in the family.

Joan ran all the way, and it took less than ten minutes to approach the grandfather's hut.

This old house still kept what he remembered, but it was more worn out than when he left home, and it was almost a strong wind that could blow it apart.

Joan knocked on the door and waited for a long time without answer. His heartstrings could not help but tightened his voice and shouted: "Grandpa, I'm back!"

The room was still quiet, and when Joan couldn't help but rush straight in, there was finally a weak voice from Old Tyre.

"Come in... my child."

In just one short sentence, he was interrupted twice by a rapid gasp.

Joan had learned from Conti's letter that Grandpa had been in poor health recently, but he didn't really feel his health until he walked into Grandpa's bedroom and saw the old man's sickness so weak that he could hardly recognize him. Deteriorated to the point of dying.

Guillaume Thiel, who was a tall, muscular and handsome man when he was young, is now at the age of the dying years of the wind candles, coupled with the devastation of the disease, it has completely failed to see the former demeanor, and the whole person seems to shrink a circle. , Ricket lying on the bed sideways.

When the old man saw his grandson approaching, his haggard face appeared flushed with excitement, and he looked less pale.

"Joan, you are tall and look very energetic..."

The old man smiled happily, trying to touch his grandson's cheek, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his arm.

Seeing her grandfather's weakness, Joan couldn't help but fill her eyes with tears.

With the last hint of hope, he quietly performed "Higher Endoscopy" to check his grandfather's health, hoping for some comfort.

However, the result of the inner vision was a sharp knife in his heart, and tears burst into his eyes.

The disease has completely destroyed the health of Old Man, paralyzing him, and even speaking is very difficult for him, let alone taking care of himself.

"You don't need to lie down and take a good rest." Qiao Anqiang asked the old man with grief, "Have you asked the doctor to see a doctor?"

"Dr. Kaylandil came to visit me every day and fed me to take medicine... He is a good person, so considerate of me is probably because of you... Unfortunately, my illness can not be cured, and I can hardly eat it. Something..."

The old man's internal organs have been decayed by the disease, and the exhaled breath has a strong rancid smell, filling the dim and small bedroom.

This unusually unpleasant breath seemed to be the epitome of "death", which penetrated into Joan's body through his nose, mouth and pores, making him realize for the first time in his life that "death" is so specific and real. and.

Joan sat by his grandfather’s bed and looked at his tormented face. He couldn’t help but regret deeply that he failed to fulfill his responsibilities and failed to take care of his old man when his grandfather was still in good health. He was angry, and he really shouldn't be.

With an almost atonement mood, Joan knelt in front of the hospital bed, held his grandfather's cold and withered hand, and pressed it against his cheek. The unstoppable tears slowly slipped down the cheek to the old man's hand.

Old Man Tyr twitched his lips in relief, barely squeezing out his smile, and asked in a weak voice how Joan had been in school, whether he had been bullied by the city people.

Qiao An answered them one by one and told his grandfather his truthful experience of studying in the city for half a year.

When telling his past experience, Joan suddenly realized a fact that he had been neglected for a long time.

Since entering Leiden College to study, the city people he met, including classmates, mentors, Mr. Havel, Xiao Miao, Ache, Teacher Benny, Major Vassar and Sister Castis, were upright. Kind and nice people are also very friendly to him.

Joanne must admit that there are many rogue and scumbags in Leiden City, and there are also indiscriminate guys on campus, but he has almost never dealt with such people and has not suffered any losses. I'm really lucky.

From his luck to his grandfather's misfortune, the strong contrast made Joan feel more sad and blameful, and only hated that he couldn't share his grandfather's pain.

Guillaume Tell listened to Joan's story, and he didn't take a long sigh of relief until he finished talking about his relationship with him half a year after leaving home. A strange light suddenly appeared in his eyes and asked his grandson in a mysterious tone:

"Joan, I heard Dr. Kailandil talk about it. Have you followed him to learn alchemy?"

Joan nodded, wondering why Grandpa suddenly mentioned it.

"Are you at Leiden College, have you continued to learn this craft?"

"Of course, this is a required course for the Master."

"Very good, very good..." The old man of Tyre smiled weirdly and tried his best to clench his grandson's hand, shaking and asked him: "My boy, will you mix...poison?"

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