Chapter 316 Rune of Infinity (Ⅰ)

"It's impossible!" Joan shook his head resolutely, "You can't fool me!"

"Hehe~ Don't believe me? Then try it out. When you were in a daze just now, were you thinking about Martha's former fiancé, Daniel Fairfax?" Rebecca asked suddenly.

Joan was taken aback and looked at her in amazement, speechless for a moment.

"You're curious, how can I guess, right?"

Joan had to nod.

Rebecca spread her arms and smiled helplessly: "There's no reason to explain, it's all guesswork."

"Rebecca, you're so smart that you can't hide anything from you."

"Come on, that's not called 'smart'! The real smart is that you can solve complicated mathematical equations just by mental calculation, but I'm just more sensitive and meticulous than you. This talent is probably because my intuition is more developed."

Rebecca caressed a strand of long hair hanging on her shoulders, sighing with emotion.

Joan thought about it carefully. From the perspective of mental attributes, Rebecca's intelligence level is indeed not outstanding, but her perception attributes are much higher than ordinary people.

High emotional intelligence and developed intuition are precisely the external manifestations of keen perception.

A person like Rebecca, even without extraordinary intelligence, can easily read other people's minds, and can easily persuade others to follow her advice.

"Rebecca, there's something I don't know if I should ask."

"If you say that, it means that you can't help but ask, why are you pretending!" Rebecca gave him a blank look.

Joan was very embarrassed by her teasing, coughed twice before continuing: "Obviously, Miss Martha has a good impression of Mr. Vassar, but will she still be thinking of Mr. Daniel who is no longer alive? If this The two feelings are very deep, what should she do?"

"That's a good question too, Joan."

"Don't speak in a strange tone, just don't want to answer!"

"Don't lose your temper. I say this because your question is difficult to answer. After all, I'm not Martha, and it's not easy to guess the weight of Vasa and Daniel in her heart."

Rebecca wrapped her hair around her fingers, smoothed it slowly, and said thoughtfully:

"When Martha bid farewell to Mr. Vasa just now, it reminded me that she had watched Mr. Daniel go to join the army in the same way. I am afraid that the feeling in the past and now is the same..."

"Mr. Daniel is gone, and I don't want Martha to live in the memory forever, so I want to pray for Mr. Vassar, may the Lord bless him to return safely, so that Martha doesn't have to go through the shock of losing a loved one again."

Rebecca pulled out the mithril holy emblem attached to the necklace from the neckline, held it in her hand, lowered her eyes and prayed softly.

Joan looked sideways at her.

In the dark carriage, the girl prayed with a pious and beautiful expression, and the part of her pink neck exposed at the neckline seemed to be whiter than the holy emblem in her hand, with a delicate and moist halo.

In such a warm atmosphere, Qiao An felt a faint sadness in his heart, and he didn't know who he was feeling sorry for.

The carriage stopped outside the gate of Leiden College. Joan bid farewell to Rebecca and went straight to the laboratory. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the instructor walking towards him.

"Joan, the magic crystal you applied for has been approved!" Master Rawls stopped at the door and asked him curiously: "What kind of big project do you guys want to use 10 ounces of magic crystal?"

"I'm planning to make a magical device that improves physical attributes." Joan told the truth.

"What attribute to improve?"

"All properties."

"Oh... I probably understand what you want to do." Master Rawls patted his forehead, "The little guy is very courageous, are you sure? A sum of money, don’t blame me for speaking badly, can you afford it?”

"It's because I can't afford to pay. How dare I mess around without full confidence." Joan replied frankly.

As a student of Master Rawls, according to the school's regulations, he can borrow the resources of the laboratory to make some simple magic tools under the premise of the authorization of his tutor.

Joan had borrowed laboratory equipment to do private work before, but this time he played a bit too big. The project application report he submitted listed a full 10 ounces of magic crystals, which converted to more than 6,000 Gold Durga.

Even if it is an associate professor, the application for such a huge project may not be approved, no wonder Master Rawls is worried.

"Since you are so confident, I don't mind endorsing it for you. Report that I have signed it, and you go to Kino to get the magic crystal."

Master Rawls patted Joan on the shoulder, smiled and walked out the door.

"Mentor, don't you personally supervise me?" Joan asked in surprise.

With such a huge cost of enchanting project, can he really rest assured that this little boy can make his own decisions?

"Your tutor, I'm very busy. I don't have time to stare at you all day long! There is only one request - don't mess up! If you mess up, don't go home during the summer vacation, kid, just work in my laboratory to pay off your debts." Already!"

Master Rawls laughed, and left without looking back.

Qiao An watched the instructor walk into the pneumatic ladder and close the laboratory door.

With the report signed by the instructor, go to the experimental equipment manager "Wooden Golem" Chino, and get a tin can the size of a beer mug.

When I opened it, most of the can of magic crystal powder glowed with a light blue charming luster in the sunlight.

Joan carefully picked up the jar and placed it on his laboratory bench.

A small pot of magic crystals is worth 6,250 gold coins. If something goes wrong, he really can only sell himself to pay for it.

Joan had to return the 10 ounces of magic crystals borrowed from Rawls Laboratory before the summer vacation.

In addition, he himself has accumulated 2 ounces of magic crystals, and put them into the upcoming enchanting project.

If the project can be successfully completed and achieve the effect he expected, he can sell the work to the academy or Yangbo Firm, and most of the income will be used to repay the magic crystal on credit, and Joan himself can make a small profit.

Such an act of using the resources of the academy to "do private work" is not decent to say, but it is a common unspoken rule in the arcane profession.

Leiden College is a public school in name, but the tuition fees are as expensive as private colleges. Students from poor backgrounds like Joan occasionally do private work to get some extra money, and most of the tutors turn a blind eye.

Of course, it mainly depends on the attitude of the instructor. For example, Walter Lee, the "old miser", is not as easy-talking as Robert Rawls.

Joan once heard Martin Smith complain in private: If he borrows Walter Lee’s laboratory to do private work, he will be fully responsible for the failure. Nodding, life is like a slave, miserable.