Chapter 3 Tears of God

Joan clutched the back of her neck and hurried out of Leiden Academy. After going out, she put on a hooded cloak and completely covered her neck in the hood, feeling a little at ease.

He whistled and called back Jamie, who was snatching food from the stray dogs in the city. He led the dog and dragged the sled and walked silently for half an hour on the wide street packed with snow, and finally found a family. A business that sells magic tools, spell-casting materials, and various books.

Joan walked into the business store, staring greedily at the neatly arranged and beautifully bound books on the shelves, wishing to get all of them in his pocket, but the string of expensive numbers on the price tag brought him back to reality, making him realize that he was dry Your wallet can't afford overinflated dreams.

After a long time of thinking and calculation, he decided to buy the two most urgently needed and affordable things: a blank spell book, and a bottle of special ink added with "Deep Sea Squid" ink. This kind of ink can be closely combined with magic spells, and the spell scrolls copied with it can be preserved for a long time without losing their magic power.

After buying the spell book and ink, Joan barely had enough money left to buy a 0-ring trick scroll. Perhaps because of his sympathy for this handsome and thin country boy, the owner of the firm gave Joan two trick scrolls for half-selling and half-giving—one was "Inner Vision" and the other was "Frozen Ray".

0-level spells are also called "tricks", and usually do not need to be copied in the spell book, and there is no limit on spell slots, and they can be cast infinitely. But Joan still neatly copied his 3 0-ring spells in the spell book, which seemed to make him look more like a real "mage master".

After shopping, Joan left Port Layton and embarked on a journey back home along the way he came. Jamie was dragging the sled and galloping across the field, and Joan, who was sitting on the sled, didn't waste any time. While on the road, he focused on studying the two newly acquired spell scrolls.

"Frozen Ray" is a relatively rare offensive spell among ring 0 tricks, and it is also the basis of many high-level evocation spells—especially ray spells. It is quite difficult, and Joan hasn't figured it out yet. As for the other 0-level trick "Inner Sight", it is probably the most popular spell in the world of Vales. All extraordinary professions that can cast spells must have "Inner Sight" in their spell list.

This spell is very simple and amazing. After casting the spell, you can enter a state of meditation, and check your current health status and various attributes through your mind. All information is presented digitally. In fact, not only spellcasters must learn "Inner Vision", but also people who do not have the ability to cast spells often need to examine their own state. At this time, they have to spend 20 gold coins to buy a bottle of "Inner Vision Potion". Can temporarily gain the ability to see inside.

Joan devoted himself to studying "Inner Vision" during the journey, and just this morning, he finally successfully performed this 0-ring trick for the first time.

The moment he finished casting the spell, Joan unconsciously entered the state of meditation, the world outside him quietly disappeared, and what appeared in his consciousness space was a piece of faintly glowing words and data.

...

Occupation: Mage Level 0 (Apprentice)

Status: healthy

Attributes: Strength 10, Dexterity 12, Constitution 9, Intelligence 13, Wisdom 14, Charisma 16

...

With the help of "inner vision", Qiao An had an accurate understanding of her physical condition for the first time in her life. After a short period of surprise, he recalled what the examiner said when he took the arcane professional registration exam.

The upgraded version of the 0-ring "Inner Vision" is the 2-ring "Advanced Internal Vision", which can not only check one's own attributes, but also have the opportunity to gain insight into other people's attributes. Back then in the examination room, the examiner used "advanced internal vision" to check Joan's physical condition, and later explained that his three physical attributes-strength, physique and agility-are very average, which is the level of ordinary people , As for the last three mental attributes, intelligence is only above average, and perception is slightly higher, but they are not particularly outstanding, but the charisma attribute is outstanding, and this means that Joan may have a special blood and has the ability to become an outstanding warlock potential.

At that time, Qiao An was skeptical of the examiner's words, but now with the help of "inner vision", he can see the values ​​of various attributes of himself with his own eyes, and "charm" is indeed the most prominent one.

"The examiner is right. With my level of intelligence, no matter how hard I try, it is difficult to become an excellent mage. The warlock profession is more suitable for my talent, but..."

Sitting on the speeding sleigh, Joan was thinking dully, his fingers unconsciously stretched to the back of his neck. At this moment, there was a sudden roar in his ear, which made him almost fall off the sled. Jamie also stopped alertly, raised his ears and let out a low growl in the direction of the explosion.

Joan jumped off the sled, followed the roaring sound, and saw a beam of light rising into the sky from a distance, with branches of different thickness splitting from the top, which looked like a giant silver tree that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Joan had never seen such a magnificent and terrifying scene since he was born, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. At this time, the strange scene in the sky has faded, and the sky and the earth are empty and silent, where there is no silver beam of light. Looking back on the scene I just witnessed, it seems like a short dream.

After the shock, Joan's first thought was to avoid the place where the explosion happened and continue on his way without causing trouble!

"None of our business, Jamie, go!"

However, contrary to Joan's expectations, Jamie, who has always been very obedient, ignored his orders at this moment, turned around and ran towards the place where the explosion occurred.

"Not over there!" Joan eagerly shouted at Jamie's back, "That's not the way home—it's dangerous!"

Jamie is a mixed-breed winter wolf with intelligence far beyond that of ordinary animals. Although he cannot speak, he can understand human language. I don't know what kind of evil I committed today. Ignoring the little master's repeated reprimands, I dragged the sled and rushed towards the direction of the explosion.

It was impossible for Joan to trek hundreds of miles on the vast snowfield to go home alone on two legs. Looking at the back of Jamie who was quickly going away, he shook his head helplessly, and had to chase it to the area where the explosion just happened.

Joan ran about 200 yards on the snow when the terrain ahead suddenly dropped. He couldn't hold back his steps in a hurry, rolled down the snow-covered slope, and finally fell firmly to the ground. His eyes turned black and he lay on his back After panting on the snow for a long time, he regained consciousness.

Jamie heard the little master's exclamation when he fell, stopped and hesitated, turned around and ran back to Joan, lowered his head and whimpered softly in his ear, his blue eyes showed deep concern.

Joan raised his hand and stroked the white and smooth satin-like mane of the mixed-race winter wolf, expressing that he was fine, turned over and struggled to get up. Looking up at the opposite side, he couldn't help but gasp.

He passed by here half a month ago, and he clearly remembered that there was a small village under the snow slope. About forty or fifty families settled here, and most of them lived on fishing and hunting. Now all the wooden fences around the village have disappeared, and the wooden houses built by the villagers have also been reduced to ashes, and the dust is blowing in the sky with the north wind.

Qiao An stood in front of the ruins in a daze, and it took some time before he suddenly came back to his senses, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Is anyone there?"

Echoes wafted over the snow field, but no one responded.

Joan didn't know what kind of disaster had just happened here, so that the entire village and all the residents were burned in an instant, not even a complete body was left.

Is this the thunder that fell from the wrath of the gods, or the "masterpiece" of some powerful and evil spellcaster?

Joan didn't dare to think about it.

Jamie roared suddenly, his green eyes fixed on the snowdrift on the opposite side of the grave.

Joan approached and observed, and was surprised to find a girl lying on her side behind the snowdrift, her eyes were closed and unconscious, her beautiful cheeks were flushed sickly, and her long flaxen hair was braided into many slender braids—according to this rich With the hair accessories with ethnic characteristics and the girl's exceptionally fair complexion, Joan guessed that she should be from the Asa tribe.

The Asa people are one of the main aborigines in Yalfheim and even the whole New World. They claim to be the descendants of the ancient gods. However, in the eyes of the colonists from the Old World, these aborigines living in the jungle are nothing more than a group of people far away from civilization. Society, barbarians who cannot keep up with the trend of the times.

Joan is also a descendant of the colonists living in the "civilized world", but he has no discrimination against the indigenous people, and he doesn't want to meddle in other people's business. Too cruel.

Joan walked up to the unconscious girl, knelt down and reached out to test her nose to confirm that she was still breathing weakly, and couldn't help asking a question.

All the residents of this village lost their bones in the explosion just now. Why is this little Asa girl still alive?

While he was thinking, Jamie got impatient, bit the girl's trousers, and dragged her to the sled.

Joan was not surprised by Jamie's actions. Winter wolves are generally cruel and evil, but Jamie did not inherit the cold-blooded nature of his father's side. He was trained by Grandpa Joan since he was a child, and was trained to be a competent and dedicated hound. Hunting, owner protection, and search and rescue are the three basic skills that hounds must be proficient in. Jamie has done a good job in each of them. What's even more rare is that he also has a strong sense of justice and compassion. , will try to rush to the rescue.

Joan couldn't stop Jamie from rescuing people regardless of emotion or reason, so he had to put aside his doubts and anxiety for a while, and helped Jamie drag the unconscious girl onto the sled and covered her with a blanket.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Joan was about to leave the ruins with a strange atmosphere, when he accidentally rolled his eyes—something seemed to be glowing in the snow.

Qiao An walked over curiously, and looked through the snow. There was indeed a shiny spar on the ground, about the size of a fist. The drop-shaped appearance showed beautiful and smooth lines, and there was no sign of artificial cutting and polishing at all.

"what is that?"

Joan looked curiously at the beautiful and mysterious spar. For the sake of safety, he did not reach out to touch the spar directly, but cast the "Mage Hand" five feet away, using magic power to transform into an invisible palm of force field, and gently held the spar from the snow. rise.

Joan remained focused on casting spells, and remote-controlled the "Mage's Hand" to send the spar in front of him. After a long period of careful observation, he was sure that this thing would not explode easily, so he stretched out a finger to touch the spar carefully.

There was a smooth and cool touch from the fingertips, and then a cool air flow passed through the fingers into Joan's body, making him feel dazed for a while, and a lot of knowledge that he had never heard before appeared inexplicably in his mind. It is closely related to the mysterious spar touched by his fingertips.

Joan stood in the snow in a daze, the expression in his eyes gradually changed from fear to surprise, he held the mysterious spar that seemed to have life and wisdom, and whispered its name.

"Tears of God."

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