Happy trading, this is my contact information, Miss Tress can contact me if necessary, as long as I can do something, I will definitely try my best to help. ”

Merlin said to the clerk with a reluctant expression on her face that her beloved things had been taken away.

He fumbled in his magic coat pocket a few times, then took out a piece of paper and a pen from it, wrote down his contact information and handed it to the other party.

Because the technology tree of this world is crooked, there is no convenient contact method like the telephone, and the more ancient telegraph seems to have it, but it has not spread, and only the military or some big nobles and businessmen will configure that thing.

So, basically, if you want to connect with each other in this world, ordinary people rely on writing letters, and the mysterious side also has some strange magic rituals in addition to writing letters, and the most common of them is to rely on messengers.

Most wizards will contract one or two messenger-type demons, this kind of messengers may not be strong in combat or good-looking, but their ability to shuttle between the spirit world and the material world is very convenient, and it is really suitable to send letters and contacts.

Even now, there are many wizards who take the summoner route who like contract messengers, especially the kind of messengers with huge size, in order to contract some mysterious side of the freight work, which can be regarded as the prototype of the express delivery industry in this world.

Merlin hadn't contracted a messenger, so he didn't have any messengers, so what he wrote on the paper was the email address of his office at Aldrich Academy, and the clerk could write to it if she needed it.

Of course, just in case, Merlin wrote a simple magic ritual on paper.

Of course, this is not a ritual to summon a messenger, but a sacrificial ritual to a demon, and the demon pointed to by this ritual is a snake, if there is really something urgent, the clerk can use this ritual to contact the snake, and then let the snake relay it to him.

"Well, then, we'll take our leave."

After handing the contact information to the clerk, Merlin took off his top hat and saluted, and then took his leave, the impromptu purchase of a gun had been delayed for a long time, and then he had to accompany the head maid to the market to buy supplies, and then there was still class at the school in the afternoon.

On the other side, after the clerk watched Merlin and the others get into the carriage and leave, she put away the reluctant expression on her face and looked at the paper in her hand with a smile.

"Hahaha, Kelly, good job, our family is lucky this time, hugging a thick thigh."

Although she paid the price for the work she was most satisfied with, Misaye was not really heartbroken as she appeared, in fact, she was in a good mood at this time, because she solved two matters at once.

She is an alchemist specializing in firearms, to put it bluntly, she is a gun maker, in this respect she is not fundamentally different from those blacksmiths who forge swords, and how many blacksmiths have you seen will hide their proud works at home and collect them, few blacksmiths will do this, most of them will choose to choose a good master for their proud works, and the brave men in those stories, heroes and others often have the experience of being sent to the gods like this.

Swords for heroes.

After all, the fate of weapons is to go to the battlefield and fight with their masters, and the sword is a murder weapon, no matter how many words are used to cover it up, it is always a fact, and the greatest sorrow of being a weapon is to be secretly collected and reduced to an ornament or collection.

Although Missayer carefully kept the guns in the hidden counter, and said that they were not for sale, and that she wanted to keep them for herself, she just didn't want these proud works to fall into the hands of those stupid and wealthy waste.

Those alchemy guns were all works that she had worked so hard to complete, and she looked at them as if they were her own children, how could she sell her children because of vulgar money?

In her opinion, the guys who can be worthy of their treasures must also be the kind of people who are destined to be ordinary, not to ask them to write legends like the brave heroes in the legends, but they can't be the kind of mediocre talents who are destined to do nothing for a lifetime.

And the Professor Merlin just now is obviously the kind of person who is destined not to be ordinary, a 16-year-old occult professor, even if she thinks about it now, she still feels a little nonsense, this is too unrealistic, she was a genius back then, but what was she doing when she was sixteen.......

"Alas, people are more angry than people, but that's fine, the magic catapult shooter won't be buried if he follows him."

Misaya muttered to himself as he looked down at the paper in his hand.

And the little Lori Kelly next to her is still blindsided.,When she's still young, she naturally doesn't understand the sophistication of those adults going around.,She only knows that the things she skipped are over.,So I'm very happy to remember my original purpose.。

Well, she came to her sister to ask her where the hammer was, and she was waiting to go back to the studio to continue perfecting her proud work.

Little Lori's eyes were sloppy for a while, but she took out a hammer from the toolbox under the counter, and was about to turn around and go back to work by herself, but she didn't take two steps before she was lifted by the back collar.

"Kelly, my sister thinks you should remember your identity as a student, right, what is your duty as a student, do you need your sister to help you review it?"

Little Lori was turned around, and what caught her eye was the extraordinarily kind face of her sister.

"Understood, I'll go to school."

Frightened, Kelly nodded hurriedly, and when she was put down, she dropped the hammer in frustration, picked up her small school bag, and walked to school with a reluctant face.

"Remember to learn more from that Professor Merlin."

Behind her came her sister's instructions.

"Yes, yes, got it."

Kelly replied with some perfunctory.

She can understand how difficult it is for her sister, after all, the entire Tress clan is still awakened with the magic pattern is only her and her sister, and her sister is bent on reviving the family's former glory, and she also understands these truths.

But it's really troublesome, she Kelly just wants to be an ordinary mechanic quietly, okay, the afternoon class is occult, and she has no interest in the occult, she is only interested in Professor Lin's theology class, because after class she can go to Professor Lin to learn some mechanical knowledge.

Professor Lin is really a very good person, both beautiful and gentle, obviously he asks mechanical questions that have nothing to do with theology, but Professor Lin will always teach her very patiently, and Professor Lin, that guy named Merlin is inferior, who wants to take his class, it's a waste of time.

Kelly thought to herself.

On the other hand, the purchase of supplies went very smoothly, and Merlin also successfully bought all kinds of spices he had always wanted, I have to say that spices are really expensive, but it doesn't matter, he is not short of money, so he also bought an extra one to give to Lynn that foodie nun as a gift.

Of course, that's what he said, but Lin doesn't know how to cook, in fact, he only uses these spices for himself the next time Lin gets Fantastic Beasts when he calls him to cook them.

"Vill be careful on the road."

Because the demon carriage still had to send the maids back, Merlin got out of the car at the door of Aldrich Academy, and walked to the office with brisk steps in a good mood.

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