Leonardo da Vinci was a Rutgers half-blood, a magician who believed in the moon god.

Due to the fact that a large amount of power comes from the moon god, she is extremely astrological and good at summoning and arcane spells, and is a magician with strong general ability, and is a rare talent in a safe city.

She was a member of the Frankfurt dynasty's magical clan, and although her family became a rare magician, none of her family members were considered successful in the public sense.

After graduating from the Academy of Magic, as a rare mage, he did not devote himself to a series of important matters that mages cared about, such as military, political, political or moon god believers and alchemy workshops.

It's a mess of life, and even the most important luna spells are not released naturally, but fortunately, there are a lot of magical bureaucrats in the house, and she can infiltrate the imperial administration and be a magical security guard.

Whenever someone asks why he doesn't practice the Luna spell more, he always says, "Others will protect me, I'm not ugly, which man doesn't want to be a hero to save the beauty, and besides, I'm a magician." ”

She does have the ability to do this, she is quite beautiful, with short flowing black hair, black eyes, and a figure that is not fat or thin, she looks mysterious and intellectual, the only disadvantage is that the dark circles and black lips unique to the followers of the moon god do not look like a benchmark beauty.

Whenever she wears a thin black robe, she looks like a powerful archmage, and she is quite satisfied with this image, and every time she goes out to shop, she always wears a staff and hood, covering her face with basic luna spells, and enjoys the crowd.

The people around her often mocked her behind her back, saying that she was stupid and should go to an oak bar to be a cook, or like a black mouse, and so on, she would use magic to temporarily block her hearing, and throw cats at the sarcastic person.

"No matter what happens, whoever has a chance and who doesn't, I'm still a very scarce magician." She always thinks so.

"Anyway, living in Frankfurt, a mage can wave a wand, and there is nothing to do anyway."

Day after day, year after year, Leonardo da Vinci finished his day of astrology on his mage's tower, and this time the results were the same as before, always the same as yesterday, and the horoscope report sent to the academy's tower was still more perfunctory than other magicians.

It can only be said that even this simple job of swaggering and deception can be completed by her in the same way.

Waving his hand and summoning his magic furniture, Leonardo da Vinci lay down comfortably on the chaise longue, summoned a pompous girl's book from the shelf, put his hands on his stomach and posed in a comfortable position, and began to be promiscuous.

She is almost 20 years old and has never been in a relationship even once. This "Tiao Love History" tells the vulgar story of a certain female magician and a knight who met in an adventure 1,000 years ago, and gradually gave birth to love in the process of getting along.

This was the fortieth tale she had read, and this novel of a female knight who was still on the bookshelf just now was even worse than her "General History of the Occult".

"Heroic beauty, love adventure, infatuated male second, dragon treasure. I just don't get tired of reading, that's what I do. Leonardo da Vinci blushed to himself.

At the end of the reading, Leonardo da Vinci sarcastically looked at the cover of "A History of Love in the Stripes", blonde, tall, and plump beauties with beautiful legs holding a wand hiding behind the brave knight and unleashing a giant killing magic on the "Cyclops".

"Actually, mages don't need wands and robes, how many people have been poisoned by this kind of professional image." Leonardo da Vinci wanted to wave his hand at the coffee cup as he walked, kicked his demon, and began to write the research report he hated the most.

"The aether is the first of the four elements, and those who can sense the aether can use powerful spatial spells." Leonardo da Vinci scratched his head and began to examine the air element.

"Again, wind, water, fire, earth. Always wind, water, fire, earth. ”

Forget it, don't learn, perceive what, go and see how the potion grows.

Unlock the intricate locks and enter the dark potions room, where the magic furniture is at work, she hums a little song. Slowly, he walked over to his fanny pack and took out his tools.

Sage, black vines... It took her a long time to prepare the potion, put it in the glass tube and start purifying.

After the liquid boiled, the green powder flowed out of the end of the catheter, and she quickly grabbed a glass of water and flushed the powder into the water.

I love magic coffee, she triumphantly picked it up and shook it in her hand, not caring about the potion material that grew into a hill.

"Do these two rooms really have a chance to use the potions?"

A hand-cranked wheel startled her, there are still people in this kingdom who come to the Mage Tower?

Da Vinci was in a hurry, cleaned up his unkempt self, and quickly dressed himself and picked up his wand.

"Green coffee is not the same as the rest of the world."

"This grass can bark, it's rare."

"The bookshelf is perfectly circled, come, the great Leonardo da Vinci awaits the visitor proudly in the Mage Tower."

Not long after the score was placed, a fancy visitor entered through the hand-cranked elevator, he was a middle-aged man with a beard, wearing a red and green coat, and a black close-fitting waistcoat opened in the middle, and a lot of cotton was stuffed under the belly of the waistcoat. Underneath is a tight, monochrome green trouser leg and pointed-toe shoes wrapped in a fabric that does not wear easily.

The eye-catching man pointed to the royal metal coat of arms around his neck, trying very much to make the whole atmosphere deliberately look relaxed and funny.

"The King's Messenger? How did they get to the Mage Tower? Aren't they all lazily thrown in the oil drums downstairs? Da Vinci frowned, smelled a smell of Qingjiao illusions, darkened his face and did not open his mouth, but just stood upright.

The messenger sees that the vision is invalid. didn't deceive Da Vinci, he immediately changed his face, this time it was a threat: "Da Vinci, this is a secret letter from the king to you."

"You're a magic illusion, give me the letter first, I'm really lazy for you to play with others, right?" Leonardo da Vinci waved his hand and took the letter, confirmed the authenticity of the seal sealing wax, and released the spell of the moon god to greet his master.

The courier illusion didn't say anything, let out a weird laugh that humans can't make, and deliberately stood still without interrupting the spell casting.

The Moon God Circle appeared at the foot of the illusion, and the ice spikes rising from the soles of his feet instantly smashed the illusion into a thousand holes.

The illusion-forming energy was shattered, and the messenger vanished, replaced by a battered spell-casting dead rat...

Leonardo da Vinci said coldly: "What a disgusting voice, let's see if someone in the family can do this task..."

She didn't open the seal wax with the dynasty logo and contacted her family.

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"That's why I'm here, it's your turn, shorty." Although it was very embarrassing for everyone to introduce himself in this way, the initiator did not blush but urged the next person to speak.