Chapter 2252 Where the Dream Begins

Standing in front of the outer cemetery, the young mage was full of thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, Joan came back to his senses, and finally bowed deeply to Grandpa's tombstone, turned and left the cemetery.

Back at the former residence, Qiao An opened the door and entered the house, and a faint musty smell came over his face.

Wooden houses are uninhabited all year round, lack of maintenance, and mold is an inevitable natural phenomenon.

Joan opened the window to ventilate the air, and summoned a group of "invisible servants" by casting a spell. He ordered them to clean the upstairs and downstairs carefully, walked out the door by himself, and collected some pine branches in the nearby forest.

Carrying a large bundle of dry firewood back to the big house, heaped it next to the fireplace, Joan stuffed a small part of the dry firewood into the hearth, and lit the fireplace with a trick.

The fire quickly burned, dispelling the damp and musty smell in the house, and making it warm.

Joan boiled a pot of water, made a cup of black tea, sat by the fireplace, and drank tea while warming the fire.

Not long after, the "invisible servants" finished cleaning the room and returned to the master one after another, waiting for orders.

There was nothing for them to do here, so Joan canceled the spell and dismissed the "invisible servant".

It was almost noon. Joan drank a pot of tea and felt a little hungry. There was no food in the kitchen. He decided to go to the tavern in the town. He would settle his lunch in the tavern and go to the grocery store to buy some ingredients.

After making up his mind, Joan closed the window and walked out of the house.

The snow was still falling, and the gloomy weather reminded him of what Ms. Farrar called "Fimble's winter", and he felt a little depressed.

Not far along the way when he came, Joan suddenly remembered something, changed his itinerary temporarily, and decided to go to the clinic in the town first, and visit his former teacher, the half-elf doctor Mr. Galandil.

Joan came to the clinic according to his memory, but found that the door was closed. Judging from the snow in front of the door, no one had been in or out for a long time.

Joan walked around to the window, performed a "magic trick" to remove the frost on the glass window, and looked into the room. The clinic was empty, with only a long table and two chairs left. The original hospital bed and alchemy equipment were gone. Obviously, it has been moved by the owner.

It seems that Dr. Galandil has probably left Delin Town.

Feeling a little disappointed, Joan turned around and went back to the street. When passing by the grocery store, he found that it was open for business and walked in.

The first thing that catches the eye is the familiar rows of shelves, filled with daily necessities like flour, butter, cheese, ham, wine and needles and thread.

One of the shelves is dedicated to displaying magical items, and Joan wandered here countless times when he was young.

Those rare objects that were once out of reach now seem to be nothing more than apprentice-level clumsy works, but the beautiful feelings in his memory have not faded. After all, he first came into contact with magic here, and it can be said that his lifelong dream began place.

A meow came from behind the shelf.

Looking back, the gray-haired old woman was holding the armchair with both hands, trying to stand up with difficulty, and there was a fat orange cat lying on her feet.

The scene in front of him made Joan feel dazed for a while.

As if returning to the old house in Midgard City, Mrs. Anderson and Master "Ball" were waiting for him to come home for dinner.

Joan soon realized that this was not her home in the north, and Mrs. Anderson and the old cat were no longer alive, so she couldn't help feeling sad.

"Aunt Barbara, long time no see. How are you?" Joan walked around the shelves and greeted the owner of the grocery store.

The old woman's eyes widened in surprise, looked up and down at the young man in black robes, and finally called out his name excitedly.

"Joan! My God, you are finally back!"

The old woman tried to run over to hug her, but her legs and feet seemed not so agile, and she almost fell down.

Joan quickly stepped forward to help.

"Aunt Barbara, are you suffering from rheumatism again?"

The old woman nodded with a wry smile.

"As I get older, my legs and feet become more and more inflexible, especially when it's cloudy and snowy, my knees are swollen like leavened dough, I can't wait to cut them off!"

"Sit down first, I'll take a look for you."

Joan helped the old woman back into the armchair.

"Joan, I heard that you went to Midgard University, can mages heal people like the pastor?"

"We arcane spellcasters are not as good at healing wounds as divine spellcasters, but I know a little bit about medical skills."

"That's right! I remember that before you went to school, you worked as an apprentice for Dr. Kelandil for more than half a year, and your grandfather, Mr. Tire, is also good at treating people. If it weren't for his weird temper, why would he practice medicine? It’s also more profitable than making bows and arrows for people!”

Aunt Barbara was getting old, and her old habit of nagging seemed to be getting worse, and she could talk endlessly by herself.

Joan has been away from home for many years and lacks understanding of the current situation in the town. Aunt Barbara can help him provide information in this regard, so she listens silently without interrupting.

In general, Delin Town has not changed much in recent years. The mayor was still Jason Tyndale, the old dwarf Flint Anvil was still the town's sheriff, and most of the councilors were the same old faces.

As for Dr. Kalandil, according to Aunt Barbara, she moved to Leiden City last summer and opened a new clinic next door to Yangbo Firm.

Joan remembered that Dr. Galandil had a very good relationship with Mr. Javier, the manager of Yangbo Trading Company, and it was reasonable to open a clinic next door to the trading company.

Aunt Barbara's rheumatism is very serious. If Joan is asked to use spells to cure this chronic disease, frankly speaking, he has no such ability. After all, he is not a magic spellcaster.

Fortunately, Joan still has "Tears of God". Every time this artifact completes a synergy, it will open a new pharmaceutical function. Up to now, it has completed seven synchronisms, covering most of the functions of medical magic. including the treatment of various diseases.

Joan took out a bottle of potion fused with the energy of "Tears of God" from the storage bag and asked Aunt Barbara to drink it.

The old woman had absolute confidence in him, a talented mage from this town, and took the potion without hesitation. Afterwards, the symptoms of sore knees were significantly relieved, and she could walk normally without crutches.

Aunt Barbara took Joan's hand and thanked her repeatedly. She was both grateful and proud. She wished to spread Joann's miraculous medical skills to the whole town. Based on Joann's understanding of this old woman, it would be a matter of time. Son!

In order to reward Qiao An for his rejuvenation, Aunt Barbara packed a large basket of all kinds of delicious and delicious food, and asked him to take it home to eat slowly, and come back to get it after eating.

Joan tried to pay the price, but was reprimanded by the old woman, so she had to accept her kindness.

Saying goodbye to the overly enthusiastic Aunt Barbara, Joan stuffed the heavy vegetable basket into the storage bag, walked along the street towards the entrance of the town, saw a tavern with a golden trout sign on the side of the road, opened the door and left go in.

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