Chapter Ninety-Eight: A Chance Encounter

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Karl got up and went to tidy up the mailbox at the door first, and found a letter addressed to himself.

It's tempting Mijiu.

Karl hurriedly took it back to his room, carefully opened it, unfolded the letterhead, and saw the girl's unique font like musical notes.

[Karl:

Are you okay in the imperial capital? Calculate the time, it's been a month, remember to send a letter to Meijiu.

I sent the letter to the headquarters of the Holy Heavenly City Mage Guild, and I think you must have gone there first, Darling.

Winter is passing, and when spring comes, many plants have sprouted, remember the row of willows on the banks of the Yorum River, which were bare when you were there, and now they have new leaves.

Some time ago, there was a heavy snowfall, and the river was covered with a thin layer of ice, so I took some pictures for you.

......

The teacher went to the border on a mission.

Grand Duke Natasha is a very good person to get along with, and she also likes music, but she prefers the piano performance of Mr. Lucien to my singing-based music mode.

But the teacher wasn't there, so she could only listen to me sing.

Miku isn't good at the magic you study, and my elemental affinity isn't high, so even if I barely become a magician, there's not much room for improvement.

But I don't know why, my singing has a certain healing effect, and the teacher said that he observed two energy patterns, one is the divine energy of the Holy See, and the other is unclear, so I went to the council and studied it myself.

......

Finally, Darling you are not allowed to mess with flowers.

Best wishes

Your tempting Mijiu]

With a knowing smile, Carl folded the letter and put it away in a small box.

Accompanying the letter were photographs and recording crystals of the girl's daily life, including her own cottage, Grand Duke Natasha's castle in the suburbs, the flowing Yorum River, and the statue of the god of the wind, covered in snowflakes.

The recording crystal recorded a very soft lullaby, recorded by the girl herself, and there was a sentence at the end - "If you can't sleep, listen to it, it works very well, Darling~"

This girl.

Carl smiled, put it away alone, and heard her voice, and the tense nerves that had been tense during this period of intense study did feel a lot more relaxed.

Carl straightened his clothes and left the bedroom.

Grant and Krichens were already out of the house, leaving Broad alone tossing up and down the living room.

"What are you doing?" said Karl as he adjusted the position of his tie.

"I'm looking for where to put a fan. Broad paused.

Carl touched his chin: "Do you want to make your own, just make a small one." ”

"The small structure is more cumbersome, so I want to make a big one first. Broad sat down on the couch and took a sip of water.

"Hmm. What about them?"

"Didn't the red hairs sign up for battle analysis?"

"yes. Carl still remembers very well that Krichestt intended to add it to Grant.

In order to prevent him from failing the class, he went to do practice problems. Brod laughed, "It is said that during class, no matter what situation the red hair faces, the final result of the analysis is directly on, which makes the teacher angry and scolds." Now seeing that he has a tendency to speak, the teacher directly announces the answer, and does not dare to let him speak. ”

"What about the second one. ”

"Lan Mao also reported the battle situation analysis, he really couldn't stand it, and followed the past to tutor the boss, to be honest, the boss went to self-study alone, and it is estimated that he can't study anything. ”

"Poof......" Carl just drank a sip of water and squirted out.

"Do you still go to the lab on the weekend?" asked Broad, "if you have time to get me some hard metal." ”

"Unfortunately not. Carl shrugged, "I'm going to the school infirmary this weekend to learn some basic medical procedures. Magic and potions are both used in emergencies, if it is not very urgent, the effect of natural healing is better, and it is not easy to hurt the body."

"Forget it. ”

Broad decided to go to the third floor of the Alchemy Building himself to see if he could get some high hard metal to make the fan blades and the shell of the magic structure.

"I'm out of the house. Carl greeted.

"Go, go, go. I've been so bored lately, and there's no big news. Broad leaned back on the couch boredly.

"Haha. ”

The academy's infirmary building is usually quite busy, as there are always some unlucky people who are overtrained and injured during missions.

Karl spoke for a long time with a free chief physician.

“...... In general, this is fine. From a magical point of view, I only recommend using earth and water, although the healing effect of these two types of magic is low, but there is basically no harm to the human body, although the direct healing effect of divine magic and light magic is better, but it will damage the potential, and it will take more time to recuperate the body. Dr. Samuel said.

"Hmm. Carl put away his notebook, "Thank you for your teaching." ”

"In fact, alchemy potions have a lot in common with ordinary medical drugs, in order to achieve the effect of immediate treatment, alchemy potions give up many ingredients in the medicinal materials, and also concentrate some of them, and some methods can be used to turn the healing potions into medical drugs without side effects. Dr. Samuel added.

......

Leaving the infirmary, Carl meets an acquaintance on his way to the alchemy building.

A long black straight girl in a strong suit, Tifa.

Claude doesn't seem to be around.

"Good afternoon, Tifa. Carl said hello.

Last time, it was she and Claude who gave advice to go to the Dwarven Master.

"Good afternoon, are you going to the Alchemy Building?" Tifa visually measured the direction of Carl's movement.

"Well, I'm going to make a couple of healing potions. ”

Tifa tilted his head: "Then can I go over and take a look?"

The black straight girl seems to be very idle.

"Ahaha, I'm not very good. Kargan laughed twice.

On the first floor, Director Raman took some of the materials, and Carl went directly to the second floor, the school's alchemy building, the first floor is the office and warehouse, the second floor is mainly the alchemy room for refining potions, and the third floor is where those who study materials science stay.

Carl found an idle alchemy table, took out a piece of medicinal herbs and placed it on the table, Tifa leaned against the wall, his arms around and watched quietly.

Carl took out the weighing scale, carefully passed the medicinal herbs through the scale, pinched the head and tail, and reached the standard component value. Then the blue mountain flowers and bubble grass are washed and dried, put into a special container, and the juice is extracted.

The blue liquid and the clear liquid were poured into a flask, turning a purplish, crimson color, and Carl set the flask on a metal shelf, connecting it to a pile of glassware.

A brief check of air tightness and stability.

With his left hand, he took out his pocket watch and pressed it twice with his right hand on a miniature formation under the flask, injecting a hint of magic power, and a pinch of small reddish-orange flames came out.

"Heat the flame at 760 degrees for eight minutes and adjust the flame temperature to 1,200 ......," Kalmer read the process as he memorized it.

The crimson juice mixture turned into steam and then condensed, falling down the walls of the tube into another beaker, turning into the slightly transparent red of the healing potion, leaving a purple-black residue at the bottom of the flask.

"Put ice water in ice water to cool down for one minute and forty seconds......"

Carl placed the beaker in the pool of ice water and took it out at room temperature.

After visually inspecting the portion, it can be filled with two test tubes, that is, two servings.

"That's it?" Tifa asked.

"yes, you can try. Karl said.

After encapsulating the potion into two parts, there was still a little, Carl poured a little bit of the beaker into the small cup, tasted it, and a faint stream of life energy flowed through his body, which seemed to be effective.

Hearing this, Tifa also came to try it out, but the result was even worse than what Carl did the first time, because there was no mage class, and the accuracy of the flame temperature control of the magic array was insufficient, and he almost blew up the flask.

"Still no. The long, straight black girl shrugged.

Tifa tasted his failed work and blinked, "It tastes good." ”

"These two ingredients taste this way, whether they succeed or not. Carl spread his hands, "Sweet and sour, good as a drink." ”

"Why does the healing potion I bought at the Alchemy Guild taste tasteless?" Tifa asked curiously.

"Even if it is sealed and stored, the effect of the medicine in the medicine will gradually dissipate. Carl explained, "At this time, you need to add a little additive to increase the expiration date of the drug, and the taste is erased by the additive." ”

"Oh, more and more. ”

Carl put away the two test tubes, cleaned the alchemy countertop, and returned the tools to their original places.

"You're leaving?" asked Tifa curiously.

Carl and Tifa each did an experiment, and it took just over an hour.

"yes. Carl was just going to take a potion to the infirmary and ask Dr. Samuel how to change the properties.

"Then goodbye, I'll go find Xiao Ke. The black girl stretched and left first.

Carl returned to the infirmary with two healing potions, hoping that Dr. Samuel was still available, as the morning had taken up so much of the other's time.

Samuel, the chief physician, has an office on the fourth floor.

On the first floor is the emergency room and pharmacy, and although there are various supernatural first aid methods, there is still such a thing as "disease", and magic and magic are not omnipotent.

The second and third floors are where the average attending physician stays, and it is here that most of the injured students are treated, and it is here that Grant's arm was bandaged last time.

Go up the stairs.

Suddenly, Carl saw a familiar person.

Alexia came out of an attending physician's office with a slip in her hand.

Carl subconsciously avoided her route, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart, what was she doing here?