Chapter 661

The dark velvet floor curtain blocks the heat of midsummer, and the cool room is silent; The gray light sprinkled through the window adds a mysterious charm to the laboratory.

As the special laboratory of the president of the wizard Association, there were many exquisite furnishings, but Ayn Rand, who was suspected of occupying the place, moved out, including the floor mechanical clock imported from the dwarf kingdom.

Although she likes the design very much, it's too noisy.

At the moment, Loren was surrounded by open books; Each book desperately opened his mind, as if he wanted to press his face directly on the page.

Alchemy is a very profound, practical and expanding knowledge... Even if Isaac Grantham never recognized the former, he had to recognize the latter.

On the test-bed, the black haired wizard's hand was a tool thinner than blood vessels. He beat it "gently" bit by bit, describing the book as "very simple". Only when he got started did he find that the symbol with difficulty "comparable to hell" was engraved on a bronze plate.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and Loren, who was absorbed, did not wipe, and stared at the tools in his hand.

As long as he "shakes", his two hours of hard work will be wasted.

Across the table, Ayn was lying on the soft sofa, so lazy that her clothes were untidy. Her golden hair was scattered by the armrest of the sofa. An open book covered her face, allowing her to take a nap for a moment.

Only a smart sapphire peeps under the cover of a book from time to time, a fool who is still "indomitable".

"Pa!"

Loren on the test-bed suddenly loosened his hands, as if he was angry somewhere, and the whole person rushed straight to the stage without warning.

"Ain?"

"Hmm?" the little wizard on the sofa promised lazily; Taking away the book on his face, he saw that the black haired wizard lying on the test bench handed out a hand, clutching a bronze plate that had just been cut.

"Bring it here and let me see."

With a comfortable stretch, Ayn took the bronze plate with an arc at the corner of his mouth and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes; He raised his eyebrows and saw that some guy lying on the test bench was peeking at her.

Well, it's like a student watching the teacher mark the test paper.

"It's much better than before. It's really a work that can be completed with heart." the little wizard "commented" on the mess of ghost symbols in his hand: "but..."

"But?" the voice of some fool was obviously miserable twice.

"It's not enough to be used as the transmission route of 'floating city'... Well, it will explode as soon as it is put on, I guess?"

As soon as the voice fell, the black haired wizard collapsed directly: "no, I can't... it's too difficult."

"As like as two peas, it's the simplest part. It's enough to lay at least six thousand to ten thousand identical runes."

The little wizard spread his hand and looked at the black haired wizard paralyzed on the chair with a smile: "how, is it a little harder than spell learning?"

"A little? What you describe is too relaxed and comfortable!" murmured the dark haired wizard. He was too tired to get up. "It's more tired than a fight. He doesn't want to move up and down."

"Well, isn't someone volunteering?"

"That's because the great alchemist, his Excellency Ayn Rand, told me that learning alchemy can help speed up the recovery of the spiritual palace?"

"Hum... Isn't it? Your mental state is obviously much better now than just now."

"Really? I feel like I was just waking up."

Complaining, sarcasm... Leisurely dialogue, looking at each other and smiling, as if even time was still.

One minute, two minutes, a quarter of an hour... Maybe the morning has passed, but neither of them wants to break the peace first.

Just this morning, this fool suddenly broke into her laboratory and said he would help her complete the design of floating city; In the end, it turned into ayin's hand-in-hand teaching him the most basic alchemy.

From the beginning, he pointed to the basic runes in the book and shouted "this is also called simplicity?!" to later, he was able to complete a rune seal cutting independently without his own help. Loren's progress was amazing.

Of course, there's nothing strange about this - Spell wizards need to be proficient in occult science, and occult knowledge has inherent advantages over alchemy; Even if you don't understand the rune at all, you can master it quickly as long as you can understand the principle.

This is the fundamental reason why Isaac always looks down on other wizards... Mysticism is the fundamental discipline of all disciplines of witches. Theoretically, all departments of witchcraft need the theories and viewpoints of mysticism as support.

This is the consensus of the wizard world, but it is difficult for outsiders to understand the reason, especially for ordinary people; Alchemists can bring comfort and convenience to their lives, pharmacists and herbalists can cure patients... What can mystical wizards do?

Theory? We just need to enjoy the good things brought by magic. What's the use of theory?

Because of this, only eboden had a large number of mystical wizards and the most complete theoretical system in the whole empire; In a sense, it also ensures the absolute status of the nine pointed star wizard tower in the wizard world.

But speaking of eboden

"Where are miss Ariel and her housekeeper?" the little wizard suddenly asked, "I don't think I've seen them for days. Is something wrong?"

"They, they have gone back," replied the dark haired wizard casually.

"Have you gone back?"

"Yes, the matter of the United Chamber of Commerce has been settled, and the alliance with the Turin family has been negotiated. It's meaningless to stay?" Loren explained lightly:

"They left yesterday afternoon. Because the red blood castle is in chaos recently, they didn't see them off in a big way."

"Really?" with a long ending, Ayn's expression was obviously skeptical.

The dark haired wizard shrugged, indicating that the meaning was already obvious.

Of course it's fake.

The round table parliament is about to be held, and the imperial mission is already on its way; If Ariel corona continues to stay, it will only put the red blood castle in a more unfavorable position, and it will be difficult for Charlotte to explain in front of the sky palace.

As for whether Ariel has really left the red blood castle... Lauren raised her eyebrows and glanced at the moon shadow cat in the corner of the laboratory. A pair of scarlet pupils were also secretly watching him.

Just as he really thought, these two guys won't leave easily from themselves

"Loren, why did you suddenly think of helping me finish the floating city?" the little wizard asked again.

"Do you need a reason to do it when you think of it?" the black haired wizard naturally replied, paying full attention to the parchment scroll in front of him:

"It's just that I have nothing to do today. I'll pass the time by."

"Cheat people." the little wizard said faintly.

"Huh?"

"Your mind is not here at all," Ayn continued, tilting his head as if looking at some art, staring at the expression of the black haired wizard.

"Why do you say that?" Lauren slowly looked up and asked carefully, "it's because my rune is too bad and makes you impatient... ER! You don't want to drive me away?"

The poor man's tone as if he had been bullied made the little wizard laugh.

"Drive you away? Some guy seems to have forgotten that this is the president's room of the wizard Association." Ayn asked angrily and turned his head with a hum: "you are the owner of this room... I should leave if you want to leave."

"Oh... Yes." Lauren nodded, "I almost forgot if you don't say. I'm the president of the association."

"Or a president who never asks, sleeps for a whole month and throws everything to others!" Ayn was angry and blushed.

He smiled with self mockery. The black haired wizard didn't know what to do.

"Loren, what I really want to say is..." the little wizard breathed a sigh of relief, and his smile gradually disappeared:

"Your mind is not here at all, is it?"