Mage Joan

The secret door to the treasure is usually equipped with a solid door lock, a magic seal, and even a vicious trap, used to prevent those thieves who dream of making a fortune.

"Detect Secret Door" can only find the secret door, but cannot unlock the door and the enchantment, nor can it be seen whether there is a trap near the secret door. The next two scrolls copied by Joan are recorded specifically to solve the above problems. Spells.

The 2-ring "percussion" can use magic power to open the closed lock remotely-in addition to the mechanical structure of the lock, magic enchantment such as "secret lock" can also be opened by "percussion".

The method of casting "detect traps" in ring 2 is similar to "detect secret doors", except that the light beam released is specifically used to detect traps. Once the traps are irradiated, an alarm will be issued to remind the caster to pay attention.

The last scroll Joanne copied today is a 2-ring "item positioning technique". The caster first specifies an item, and then activates this spell to automatically scan for the existence of such items in its surrounding area. Once a target that meets the search criteria is found, it will indicate the exact location of the target to the caster.

"Object positioning technique" can be used to find items that the caster has seen with his own eyes. If he has never seen the real one, he has seen imitations, portraits, or heard people describing the appearance of the item in detail. The initial search radius of the spell is about 400 feet. The higher the caster level, the larger the search radius and the duration of the continuous search.

At Joan’s current level, using the “item positioning technique”, you can search the space within 560 feet of your surroundings for a duration of no more than 4 minutes. When the caster moves, the scanning area of ​​the spell also moves with it until the specified item is found or the spell time limit is reached.

Considering Clark’s treasure hunt plan, Joan decided to learn 2 rings of “item positioning” in his free time for the next three days. In addition, Clark had to ask Clark to draw a drawing of “Koschurch Collar” as a display The basis of the spell.

Joan had never seen the "Koschi Collar", and could only use the characteristics of the drawings to cast a search. This is like looking for the house corresponding to the drawings in an unfamiliar city based on the architectural drawings.

Now he can only pray that Clark's drawing technique is not too bad. If the drawing is too far away from the real thing...I will find something ghostly in the end, I am afraid only God knows.

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The Vimur River, which originated from the Arctic Point "spring of the beginning", is the most important water system in the northern part of the New World. The largest tributary of the Vimur River is called the "Mijiu River", which runs through Midgard from north to south, traverses the "Hooked Forest", and finally merges into the bay in the northeast of Yalfheim. Two thousand miles.

The “Prince Port”, located near the entrance of the “Mijiu River”, has convenient shipping and has experienced the painstaking operations of several generations of colonists. It has now developed into a deep-water port with the largest throughput in the north of Alfheim, with a permanent population in the city. Not less than 50,000, the economic prosperity is second only to the colonial capital Leiden.

North of Yalfheim in mid-November is at the time of late autumn. On both sides of the avenue from Haus town to Princes Harbor, a tall maple tree stretches out the dense canopy towards the sky. Pieces of maple leaves are red like flames. When the autumn wind strikes, the red leaves of the trees sway, as if they are endlessly bound together. Sea of ​​fire.

The sound of wheels came from far away on the avenue. A convertible horse drawn by three horses was flying from the south. The wheels rolled over the bumpy roads, causing light or heavy bumps, just like the same boat sailing on the waves Barge on the sea.

Clark Heiner sat cross-legged in the spacious compartment, his elbows propped on the side panel of the compartment, his eyes narrowed and a big yawn.

The noonday bright sun shone on him, the white and blue skin was slightly reflective, and it was baked warm from head to toe, coupled with the constant bumps of the carriage, making this person unaccustomed to the sun, not to ride the carriage The frost giant has a feeling of "seasickness", sleepy along the way, unable to lift his spirits.

Clark yawned again and turned to look at Joan Vida sitting beside him.

The young mage spread out a book in his hand and was reading in a dream. The bumps on the journey seemed to have no hindrance to him. He had been reading since he got in the car in the morning, but occasionally looked up at the maple forest by the road and relaxed a little. A glance at the brain and eyes, and within two minutes, turned his eyes back to the spell book full of complex formulas, spells, graphics and elven text.

This terrible concentration even made Clark suspect that even if the carriage ran out of the cliff, Joan's attention would not leave the thick hard cover in his hand.

"Brother Joan, don't just look at the book and chat with me for a while!" Frost Giant grumbled. "I didn't meet a beast or a robber who stopped the road and robbed it. I was so dumb!" I’m so boring!"

Joan reluctantly closed the spellbook and looked up at the Frost Giant: "Look at what you said, as if fearing that the world will not be chaotic. Isn't it safe to go along the way?"

"This is the difference between us. You just want to read a book quietly and don’t want to be disturbed by anyone or anything. On the contrary, I can’t stand the same life. I have to find some fun and seek excitement. If yesterday It’s the same as today’s experience, and it’s the same today and tomorrow, so what’s the point of living.”

Frost Giant argued eloquently.

Joan shook his head speechless and could not understand Clark's mindset of irritability, but from his trajectory in the first half of his life, the homeless, homeless homeless boxer actually firmly implemented himself in real life. View of life.

"Brother Joan, since you left Housetown yesterday morning, you have been digging into reading, are you learning the newly copied spells?"

Clark deliberately found a topic that should be of interest to Joan, and only hoped that this lonely and introverted mage friend would chat with him a few times to relieve the boredom.

"The spell scrolls you borrowed from me have basically been learned, but they are not sufficiently skilled. Anyway, idle is also idle, it is better to review and consolidate."

"This is just four or five days, you have learned so many new spells?" Clark was a little unbelievable, "Are all your wizards monsters!"

Joan smiled lightly without saying a word. In fact, most mages do not have the ability to learn as efficiently as he does. After all, his intellectual property of up to 25 is not a decoration.

Clarke didn't understand these things, and Joan didn't want to explain more, otherwise he would be presumptuous.

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