Chapter 225 Magic Siren

Joan put the two newly made magic tools into the storage bag, packed up the test bench, said good night to Kino, and was about to leave the laboratory.

"Mr. Vader, Mr. Vader—" the wooden golem shouted and caught up.

"What else is there?" Joan stopped and looked back at Chino in surprise.

"It's not good night, Mr. Vader, at this hour, we should say good morning to each other!" The wooden golem corrected solemnly.

Joan couldn't help but laugh.

"You're right, Kino, good morning!"

"Good morning, Mr. Vader, goodbye!"

The wooden golem waved to Joan in a very serious, even comical manner, and watched him walk into the "wind ladder", and disappeared from his eyes with a whistling airflow.

On the first Saturday in May, after eight o'clock in the morning, Joan jumped off the public carriage, walked briskly into the Yangbo Firm, and showed Mr. Havel two newly created magic tools.

"Is this true? Joan, you made a new magic weapon? Show it out for me to see." Mr. Havel urged with great interest.

"First this."

Joan opened the storage bag, took out something from it and placed it on the counter.

Mr. Havel picked it up curiously and looked at it carefully.

This thing is about a foot long, thin at the top and thick at the bottom, and the color is black and bright. At first glance, I thought it was a branch, but soon found that it was not made of wood, but made of countless chitin rings nested layer by layer. It is smooth and hard to the touch, with a texture like ivory.

The surface of each ring limb is covered with small holes, which vibrate slightly with the airflow changes caused by Javier's breathing, making it very sensitive.

"Joan, what is this? It looks like a limb of some kind of animal..." Javier asked speculatively.

"Almost, it's actually the end of the worm's tentacles." Joan nodded.

"It's interesting, but I'm more curious about what special purpose it has."

"The structure of this tentacle is very precise, and it can sense slight changes in airflow and sound waves. I used this feature to enchant this tentacle with a ring of arcane 'magic alarm' to make a 'magic siren'. "

"The siren can be turned on for up to 8 hours a day. During this period, the magic power released by the siren will cover a 20-yard radius around the holder. If any dangerous creature breaks into the monitoring range of the siren, the siren will be triggered. Immediately issue a warning to the master."

Joan explained his work.

"It is indeed a good thing!"

Mr Harville nodded with satisfaction.

"We in Port Layton are full of wealthy manor owners and big businessmen. They don't mind spending one or two thousand duga to add a layer of insurance to their property and life, so alarm-type magic guides have always been very popular. Do you remember? The 'alarm stone' I ordered last time?"

"of course I remember."

In fact, the idea of ​​"Magic Alarm" was borrowed by Joan from the 'Alarm Stone'.

"The 'Alarm Stone' was put on the shelf, and was bought by a big slave trader the next day. That guy was really generous with his money, 1400 Gold Duga, and he didn't even bat an eye."

"However, this is normal. One slave trader counts as another, and they are all bloody villains. 1400 Gold Duga can save them from having to worry about being beheaded by their enemies at night, and they can sleep peacefully and soundly. Money well spent."

Mr. Havel lit his pipe, took a deep draw, and cast a questioning look at Joan.

"We will price the siren you made according to the price of the 'alarm stone', 1400 Gold Duga, what do you think?"

"Mr. Havel, you can actually charge a higher price, because my siren has an additional anti-invisibility function than the alarm stone."

"Anti-invisibility?"

Javier removed the pipe from his lips, and looked at the siren made by Joan suspiciously.

"If I remember correctly, the 1st-level arcane 'Magic Alarm' doesn't seem to have the function of seeing through invisible creatures..."

"As you said, if you enchant 'magic alarm' on a stone, it is indeed impossible to detect invisible creatures."

"But my siren is different. I wonder if you have noticed, Mr. Havel, the structure of this tentacle is very special."

Joan's reminder made Javier suddenly enlightened, and he stood up excitedly.

"I thought of it! The tentacles of the burrowers! The eyesight of the burrowers is actually very poor, and they rely entirely on the tentacles on their foreheads to sense changes in the external environment!"

"That's right, most of the invisibility methods, including the second-level 'invisibility technique', are only aimed at deceiving people's eyes and visually eliminating their own traces."

"However, invisible creatures will inevitably cause airflow changes during the movement process, and even make slight footsteps. Human eyes cannot distinguish these subtle signs, but the tentacles of the diggers can clearly sense them."

Joan snapped his fingers casually.

The tentacle in Javier's hand immediately sensed the sound waves caused by the snapping of fingers, trembled slightly, and tilted in the direction opposite to the spread of the sound waves.

Through these signs reflected by the tentacles, it is not difficult to deduce the general location of Joan - even if he is in an invisible state.

"good, very good!"

Mr. Havel stood up, smiled and patted Joan on the shoulder.

"Congratulations on creating a masterpiece! What do you think of the proposed price of 2500 Gold Duga for this siren with anti-stealth function?"

"That's reasonable." Joan said confidently.

"Are there any other works?" Mr. Havel asked incredulously.

"and this."

Joan took out a pair of brand new leather boots from the storage bag.

The upper is sewn from calfskin, while the sole is milled from a piece of tough yet lightweight buregger carapace.

Mr. Havel took a look at it, nodded and praised: "The stitches are very dense, I didn't expect you to be able to sew."

"Does a lot of needlework at school."

For Joanne, sewing boots was no more difficult than sewing clothes for a scarecrow.

"I can sense the magic waves emanating from these leather boots, can you tell me about its enchantment effects?" Mr. Havel asked urgently.

"Level 1 arcane 'Thunder Stomp'."

"Thunder stomp?"

Mr. Harville's eyes were blank, and he was very strange to this spell.

After all, he is a "warlock", and he can only discover arcane power through his own blood, and the spells he can master and understand are far less profound than mages.

What's more, "Thunder Stomp" is still a very rare level 1 spell.

"It's hard to explain in words, let me demonstrate it for you."

Joan took off his shoes, and put the magic tools he named "stomp boots" on his feet.

All magical equipment has one characteristic: it can automatically adjust to the size of the wearer, and the size always fits well.

Joan put on new boots, stood up and said to Mr. Havel, "I need a partner to demonstrate the stomping boots."

"Can I be your partner?" Javier asked excitedly.

"Yes, yes, but please pay attention to your feet and be careful not to fall."

Joan made a special reminder.