Chapter 226 Double Shoes
"I will pay attention, what should I do next?"
"Stay where you are."
Joan walked to the corner and stood with his back against the wall.
He turned to look at Mr. Havel on the opposite side of the counter, visually observing that the distance between the two sides was about 15 feet away, and reminded again: "Please pay attention to your steps."
"Don't worry, I'm standing still!"
Just in case, Javier still supported the edge of the counter with both hands.
"Let's go! Three, two, one!"
The moment the countdown ended, Joan suddenly stomped his foot, and the magic net threads evenly distributed on the surface twisted violently.
A pulse of golden magic power passed through the soles of Joan's feet, close to the ground, and passed to Mr. Havel's feet.
Javier noticed a bulge on the carpet suddenly, rushing straight towards him, and tried to dodge in surprise.
But he didn't expect that the shock wave was as flexible as a python, chasing him closely, shifting with his footsteps, and instantly transmitted to the soles of his feet, bursting violently with a bang!
Mr. Havel felt like he was on a small boat overturned by a stormy sea. His fingers slipped away from the edge of the counter, and with the creaking sound of his nails scraping the counter, he finally fell down on the ground.
When the shaking on the ground subsided, Mr. Havel climbed up with the help of the wall, rubbed his sore buttocks, and couldn't help but marvel.
"This is amazing... If I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't have believed that a level 1 spell is so powerful! Joan, how many times can 'Stomping Boots' cast this spell every day?"
"Release 'Thunder Stomp' up to 4 times a day, and silently recite the activation spell while stomping, and a shock wave will be released from the soles of the boots, forcing a designated target within 30 feet to lose its center of gravity and fall to the ground. It takes a whole day to refill the magic power after using all the times of the day."
Joan explained.
"What is the activation spell of the spell?" Mr. Havel asked urgently.
"Talta." Joan said an Elvish word.
Talta, translated into human lingua franca, means "collapse".
Most of the spells related to "earthquake" use Talta as the activation spell.
"This pair of magic boots has high practical value. We set a price for them... 2,000 Gold Durga, what do you think?"
Mr Harville relighted his pipe.
"I have no objection." This price has greatly exceeded Joan's psychological expectations, and he added with some anxiety, "I hope it can be sold."
"Your 'hope' is really stupid!"
Mr. Havel gave the young mage an angry and amusing look.
"Will you bet me that the siren and the stomping boots are on the shelves and they'll find a buyer in three days... Seriously, I'd rather not sell them so I can keep them for myself."
"What a coincidence, I wanted to keep it for myself." Qiao An looked at the counter reluctantly.
"Silly boy, don't be reluctant! When you make money, just go back and do another one."
Mr. Havel picked up the quill with a smile, calculated quickly, looked up to Joan and said:
"We are old friends, I don't want to be polite to you, siren and stomping boots, how about selling it to me for 2600 Gold Duga?"
"Of course no problem." This is much higher than Joan's expected income.
"How to pay?"
"Give me 3.5 ounces of magic crystals, and the rest will be repaid."
Joan had already thought about it. He is not short of cash, so it is more practical to exchange gold coins for magic crystals. After all, he can buy magic crystals at wholesale prices at Yangbo Trading Company. If he is really short of money, he can sell the magic crystals for a small profit.
"Ha~ You are such a clever little ghost!"
Mr. Havel smiled knowingly.
"Okay, I'll give you 3.5 ounces of magic crystals, and the rest will count as 500 Gold Durga, and I'll deduct it from the total loan amount."
"Thank you, Mr. Harville."
Joan bowed gratefully to him. As for the 3.5 ounces of magic crystal, he has already planned its use.
First, you need to spend 2 ounces of magic crystals, and then make an "anti-stealth siren" and a pair of "stomp boots", and keep them for your own use.
In addition, you need to spend 0.5 ounces of magic crystals to refit your small shield, and upgrade the enchanting spell from ring 0 "flash" to ring 1 "flash burst".
In the end, there was 1 ounce of magic crystal left, and Joan planned to save it for future creation of new magic tools.
After having lunch with Mr. Harville, Joan went to Mount Vernon to read in the afternoon.
In the past month, he has been going to Vassar's library to read almost every weekend afternoon.
Sometimes I was so intoxicated by reading a book that I simply spent the night on the second floor of the library, lying on the sofa with a book in my hands, and took a nap until dawn was approaching.
The servants of the Vasa family have become accustomed to Joan's visits.
When George Vassar was at home, he always had Joann with him for supper.
Vasa himself occasionally came to the library to look for books, and he was particularly interested in works of history, theology, animal husbandry, and agronomy, and to a lesser extent other types of books.
It was just past one o'clock when Joan walked into Mount Vernon.
The housekeeper, Tobias, told him that Major Vasa had gone to the ranch to check on the newborn mule cubs, and before he left, he specially asked him to tell Joan to stay for dinner.
Joan thanked the housekeeper and went to the library in the backyard.
He took out the key to open the door and entered, chanted a spell skillfully, and the magic chandelier hanging from the ceiling lit up.
The housekeeper, Tobias, was very careful, and specially sent a small servant who was the same age as Joan to serve Joan.
Although it was not time for afternoon tea, the little manservant still placed a pot of brewed black tea, sugar, milk and a plate of freshly baked cookies on the desk.
"Master Vader, is there anything else I can do for you?"
The little manservant stood with his hands down and asked respectfully.
"I don't need anything for now. Thank you, Django. I'll ring the bell to let you in."
"Good young master, I am always at your command."
The boy named Django held the tray under his arm, bowed deeply to Joan, turned and left the library, and closed the door softly.
Joan was alone in the room, feeling very relaxed, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
The afternoon sun shines on the desk through the glass window.
His mood was as bright as the afternoon sun.
Joan put down the teacup, turned around and walked to the bookshelf against the wall opposite, and found the books she needed with ease, and spread them out on the desk.
For more than a month, Joan has read no less than two hundred books in the library of Mount Vernon, and has gained a lot.
What he was reading at the moment was Volume 18 of the "Vares Monster Illustrated Book", which was divided into fine creatures.
Joan sat down at the desk, took out a notebook, a quill pen, and an ink bottle, and while reading, he picked up a pen and copied down the passages he thought were more important.
After spending an afternoon, Joan carefully read the 300-page book including illustrations from beginning to end, then closed the book and fell into long-term thinking.
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