Chapter 234 Compassion

Fortunately, from the first day he came into contact with magic, he consciously exercised his concentration. Even if he was reading in a noisy downtown, he would not be disturbed by the outside world.

In a state of full concentration, reading aloud the "Trigger Technique" scroll, which is like a heavenly book, did not exceed the intensity of his daily concentration training.

Rebecca, on the other hand, was so nervous watching from the sidelines that she didn't dare to breathe, cold sweat unknowingly oozes from her tightly clenched hands.

After a long period of preparation, Joan finally managed to guide the magic power in the scroll, turning it into a stream of light composed of countless golden mantras, and pouring it into the mithril bracelet.

The Wyn rune, which is the carrier of the "trigger technique", is slightly flooded, like a bottomless container, greedily absorbing magic power, and at the same time transferring the absorbed magic power into the bracelet, gradually forming a spell configuration.

Joan put aside the scroll that had run out of magic power in his hand, freed his hand, grabbed a large handful of magic crystal dust and sprinkled it on the mithril bracelet.

While the bracelet is constantly absorbing the magic crystal, it also gradually fixes the complex magic configuration formed inside.

The scroll thrown away by Joan had already weathered, and the moment it landed, it shattered into a pile of ashes.

At the same time, Qiao An also sprinkled the last handful of magic crystal dust on the bracelet.

The Wyn rune burst out with unprecedented brilliance, and then turned dim, completing its mission as the "intermediary" of magic power, leaving only a faint trace of ink remaining on the inner surface of the silver bracelet.

Joan wiped off the ink marks with a handkerchief, and handed the enchanted bracelet to Rebecca.

"thank you."

Rebecca put the silver bracelet back on her left wrist, and felt a wave of magic power resonate with her pulse through her skin.

Without Roland explaining, she guessed that it was the magic power contained in the bracelet, which was monitoring her heartbeat.

If her heart beats suddenly and she hasn't engaged in high-intensity exercise, then nine times out of ten it is due to emotional agitation.

According to this sign, the bracelet will spontaneously activate the "triggering technique", and then activate the "stable mind", so that her mood will return to normal.

"If you are unsure about the reliability of this bracelet, you can try to recall some sad or angry past events and test whether the bracelet will respond in time."

Joan made suggestions to Rebecca in a rigorous and responsible manner.

Rebecca hesitated for a moment, shook her head and smiled wryly: "Forget it, I believe your work is absolutely reliable!"

Joan could tell that she was worried that if the bracelet didn't work as expected, it would be embarrassing.

"It's up to you. I have done everything I can. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Joan got up to leave.

"etc!"

Rebecca grabbed his sleeve suddenly, hesitated for a long time before asking cautiously.

"There is something, I wanted to ask you a long time ago, and I asked you twice for this, but unfortunately it was not a coincidence..."

"What's the matter?"

"This...it's hard to say, you can refuse to answer, but please don't be angry with me, okay?"

Seeing her sincere and pitiful expression, Qiao An had a bad premonition in his heart, and reluctantly nodded.

"Tell me, I promise I won't be angry."

"That's good. Actually... from the day I saw you for the first time, I vaguely sensed a familiar aura about you. If I'm not wrong, I'm afraid you also have... strange blood?"

Qiao An actually didn't want to answer this question involving his own privacy, but he couldn't refuse the girl's innocent eyes full of expectation.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally turned his back and lowered his collar to show her the eyeball on the back of his neck.

"My God!"

Rebecca exclaimed as expected.

Joan heard her sudden heartbeat, and immediately realized that her mood fluctuated violently at the moment of fright. Turning away hastily, he stared at her hair with all his attention.

As expected, Rebecca's hair roots showed a faint silver luster, which was a sign of mutation.

However, in the next instant, the mithril bracelet on Rebecca's left wrist also burst out with golden light, enveloping her.

The windless and automatic long hair, as if being gently caressed by a pair of invisible palms, slowly fell down to restore calm.

The silvery luster at the root of the hair faded, and the hair became black and bright again.

Rebecca's expression changed from horror to panic, and the corners of her tightly pursed lips gradually softened.

Gently stroking the bracelet that automatically triggered the "peace of mind", she looked up at Joan with a sweet smile on her face.

"Look - it's really smart!"

Qiao An nodded silently, and the stone that was weighing on her heart finally fell to the ground.

Although the "sedation bracelet" was not tested intentionally, the results were satisfactory.

"Joan, I want to see that again... okay?"

"Yes, yes, but this is the last time."

The beautiful girl's plea was really hard to refuse, and Qiao An turned around helplessly.

"It's weird...it's looking at me."

Rebecca was a little shorter than Joan, and her gaze happened to be level with the eyeball on the back of his neck.

The initial fear in the girl's heart was quickly replaced by curiosity.

She took a step forward and made a new request: "Can I pet it?"

Joan frowned, but said nothing.

Rebecca took his silence as tacit consent, and stretched out her right hand to gently stroke the eyeballs on the back of his neck.

The girl's slender hands are smooth and delicate, as soft as petals, and the moment her fingertips touch the eyeballs, it brings a little coolness.

Joan shivered involuntarily, subconsciously tightened his neck muscles, and the deformed eyeball also closed tightly, and his vision behind him disappeared into the darkness.

Rebecca's little hand was still caressing the back of his neck, and it took a long time before she withdrew her hand.

"Joan, your strange blood is also genetic?"

"Probably, I don't know, and I don't care about this issue."

Joan straightened his collar with his backhand.

"Why don't you care?" Rebecca looked at him in surprise, "Don't you want to trace the source of your abnormal blood?"

"I have a little bit of curiosity, but I don't want to trouble myself." Joan turned up his collar and said lightly: "Anyway, this eyeball has not escaped my control so far, so why should I care where it came from?" Come."

"I admire your calm attitude, but unfortunately I can't do it myself."

Rebecca sighed, pulled a chair and sat down opposite Joan.

"Do you know why I suddenly fell ill today?"

In fact, Qiao An didn't want to inquire about her personal affairs, but in order to maintain the atmosphere of the chat, she could only shake her head as she wanted, pretending to be curious.

Rebecca was very satisfied with his "all ears" attitude, holding a lock of long hair, quietly poured out her thoughts.

"Actually, I don't want to quarrel with Martha, but every time I talk about my future plans, I always have a big fight."

"My sister hopes that I will stay in Leiden College all the time. After graduation, I will go home and help her manage the manor. In a few years, I will find a good family to marry. But I don't like her arrangement, and I insist on going to Midgard to study."