Mage Joan

Long night, one minute and one second, quietly passed.

It was already dawning outside the window, and Joan was still unable to fall asleep. He had to get up and drink a potion with a calming hypnotic effect.

This medicine has strong side effects, frequent use will addictive and even damage the brain.

Every time Joan is forced to take it, he will feel deeply guilty and even self-averse. However, besides this, he has no other way to overcome the insomnia of insomnia. If he does not sleep today, there will be no spells available tomorrow, which is the price. Too big.

Joan returned to the bed after taking the medicine, resting his hands on his back with his hands crossed. As the medicine took effect, he gradually fell asleep.

Between half asleep and half awake, he suddenly remembered what Li Yanan said a while ago:

"Someday you will understand that being able to sleep peacefully is also a rare happiness."

Under the influence of the drug, Joan fell asleep unconsciously, and did not wake up until dawn.

After getting up, he found himself sleeping for five hours, more than twice as usual.

Even after sleeping for so long, his spirit was not as good as usual, and his head was dull and uncomfortable.

Joan suspected that this was a side effect of the sleeping pills and secretly warned himself not to take this dangerous drug again in the future.

Although the spirit is not good, fortunately, the spell position is restored as usual.

Joan spent an hour completing his daily spiritual meditation, preparing for the spells he might use today.

With the increase of the cast level, the number of spells mastered is increasing, and the spell slots are even more insufficient.

Every day when preparing spells, I have to dig out my mind to repeatedly screen, and have to give up most of the spells-this is a dilemma that all mages cannot avoid.

Joan's situation is much better than other colleagues.

In addition to normal spell slots, he also has "mythical power", "tears of gods", and "Sidd mana" donated from Liyanan not long ago.

These resources can replace the role of the spell position, and do not need to match the corresponding spell in advance, the casting method is more flexible.

Thanks to these conveniences, Joan doesn’t need to spend too much time preparing for the spell, he just matches it. Anyway, he has some countermeasures.

It was almost nine o'clock in the morning, and Joanne had completed today's spellwork. He also cleaned upstairs and downstairs to prepare the room for the upcoming Kandy.

He went downstairs to say hello to Jamie and Gray, and walked into the kitchen to prepare for the late breakfast.

Grey and Jamie both eat a lot, and they are 100% carnivores. They eat bread that is not used to humans and go hunting in the Houshan woods on their own.

At this turn of spring and summer, there is game in the woods for them to let go of their belly.

Before going out, Joan specifically told Gray and Jamie not to eat by themselves, remember to bring a few hares or pheasants to stew soup, to make up for the grandfather.

Jamie and Gray were good partners, and just a few steps out of the house, they ran back in a panic.

The half-breed winter wolf roared, and the grey-breasted beast gestured to Joan with an eager face, pointing out the window from time to time, as if to remind him of something.

Joan saw the tension between them, and his heart lifted, thinking that it was the "grassman" who came to the door and quickly grabbed the dagger and rushed out of the door.

A hoarse cry came from the air, and Joan looked up. A **** bird was flying towards this side, spreading his wide wings, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the top of the roof and circled in midair.

Joan is ready to cast spells, secretly wondering where this crow came from?

The "Shepherd Man" often appeared with a giant bee, but he had never heard of his ability to control the giant crow.

At that moment, the giant crow in the air converged its wings and landed slowly.

On the back of the jay was a little girl in a green hunting suit. Before the jay was steady, she flew and jumped down, her pretty face filled with a smile, and flew over like a smart deer.

"Condy, it's you."

Joan looked at the beautiful young figure, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

"Joan Joan! Long time no see!"

Perhaps because of the long-term reunion, Kandy seemed a little excited, and ran straight to Joan, taking the initiative to give a warm hug.

The girl's delicate body clung to her arms, and Joan couldn't help her heart speed up, hesitated for a moment, and finally hugged her back.

The two contacted with each other's eyes, and their cheeks were flushed. They quickly released the arms that held each other tightly, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Kandy touched her hot cheeks and looked around pretendingly, then suddenly raised her eyebrows and gave a surprised surprise.

"Joan Joan! How did the house get taller? I remember it didn't look like this!"

"The old house was burnt down," Joan pointed to the ruins in the distance. "Now the house you see is built by the villagers for me."

Kandy was quite nostalgic for the old house he had lived in, and couldn’t help but ask: "After you went to school in Leiden, that house has been empty. I had lived there for a few days a month ago. It was okay at the time, how could there be a sudden fire?"

"Condy, you came to visit my grandfather last time, was it right at the end of June?"

"Yes, came with my parents."

"When did your family leave?"

"Probably in mid-July, I received your letter the day before I left, saying that I won the runner-up in the hunting competition."

Joan calculated the time silently, then greeted Kandy's confused eyes.

"If you go a few days late, I'm afraid you will encounter the'Shepherd' Idar."

"'Shepherd' Idar?" Conti was even more confused, and asked Joan, holding the braid on his shoulder, "I have never heard of this character, is he set your house on fire?"

"This matter can't be clearly explained in one or two sentences. Can you go to the house? Have you breakfast? Have some food together and talk slowly."

"Okay, let me cook for you."

Conti naturally held Joan's hand and rushed into the new house, not busy in the kitchen first, and visited every room up and down.

He repeatedly praised the new house for its spaciousness and beauty, and was very satisfied with the room Joan helped her to decorate.

The little girl was innocent, she took off her boots and coat in front of Joan, leaving only underwear, **** and a pair of little white socks all over her body, jumping on the soft mattress and laughing and rolling.

The beautiful girl's long white legs shook Joan's dizziness, her heartbeat accelerated, and she didn't overdo it in a hurry.

Conti suddenly bounced from the bed, with a mischievous smile, and rushed towards his back.

Joan had seen her tricks clearly through the eyeball behind her neck. She could have avoided it in time, but she was afraid that she would fall out of the bed and fell off the bed. She stood there and let her pounce on herself. On the back, the backhand hooked the girl's leg bend, full of warm and greasy hands.

Conti stretched out his smooth arms, wrapped around Joan's neck, inexplicably became docile, lying silently on his shoulder, rubbing his tender cheek against the side of his neck.

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