Chapter 456 Surprised in the Middle of the Night

In order to confirm the progress made in this breakthrough, Joan used the "inner vision technique" to enter the meditation state again, and examined his physical condition. Rows of glowing words and data emerged from his consciousness space.

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Status: basic health (blind in right eye)

Level: Mage 4/Mythic Archmage 1

Current spell slot: 0 ring - unlimited; 1 ring - 5 (intelligence attribute bonus +2);

2nd Ring -4 (intelligence attribute bonus +2)

Path Ability (Mythic Archmage): Mythic Power 5 times/day, Arcane Surge, Mythic Casting, Energy Replacement;

Attributes (belt +2): Strength 12, Dexterity 14, Constitution 12, Intelligence 25 (Fountain of Wisdom +5, Tears of God +4), Wisdom 16, Charisma 18

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After carefully examining the changes in his body data, Joan was pleasantly surprised to find that in addition to the increase in spell slots and mage level, this breakthrough also brought him an unexpected benefit.

After long-term unremitting learning of arcane knowledge and persistence in spiritual meditation, his brain has been further developed, and his intelligence attribute has increased by 1 point, reaching 25!

Higher intelligence attributes mean stronger learning and creative abilities. In the future, Joan can spend less time learning more spells and spend less energy creating more sophisticated magic tools.

"It's a pity that Mentor Rawls is no longer alive, otherwise he would be gratified for the progress I have made."

Joan sighed, got out of the meditative state, and lay on the bed thinking about an imminent problem.

No matter whether he solves the murder case or captures the murderer, he cannot bring Mentor Rawls back to life. Without his mentor's guidance, what will he do with his studies for the next two years?

At today's dinner table, both Edward and Thomas revealed their plans to join other arcane professors, and it seems that they already have favorite candidates.

Due to her personality, Qiao An has not participated in any social activities organized by the department in the past six months after entering Leiden College. She is not familiar with other professors in this major, and she is unwilling to change tutors halfway. What should I do?

Full of worries, Qiao An unknowingly fell into a deep sleep.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly woke up, sat on the bed in a daze for a few seconds before regaining his sense of reality, and faintly heard noisy footsteps and conversations coming from the next door.

Joan realized that he was woken up by the noise from the next door, and then remembered that it was Xiaomiao and Rebecca who lived in the next room.

The two girls are unlikely to be arguing for no reason in the middle of the night, something must have happened!

The more Joan thought about it, the more worried she got up and got dressed in a hurry. At this time, there were footsteps outside the door, followed by a rapid knock on the door.

"Joan? Joan? Wake up, something happened!"

"Come right away!"

Joan hurriedly put on her shoes and ran to open the door.

"Sister Meow, what happened?"

"It's not clear yet... there was an accident in the firewood room, and Mr. Benny urged me to go there quickly." Xiao Miao looked nervous, "He also asked me to call you and Rebecca, it seems that someone was injured, Rebecca is urgently needed to cast spells in the past."

"Then let's go!"

Joan ran away, and came to the firewood room after a while. Edward, Thomas, Mr. Benny, and Ah Zhi were all there, surrounded by Little Jack, who was lying on his back and unconscious, and was frantically trying to wrap his wound with bandages. .

There was an obvious knife wound on Little Jack's neck, and the opened wound was like a baby's lip, with blood gushing out continuously.

"Go away! You will only do more harm than good, let Rebecca take care of the wound!" Xiao Miao scolded anxiously.

Rebecca hurried through the crowd, leaned over to look at the dying little Jack, held the holy emblem around her neck with her left hand, prayed devoutly for the blessing of the goddess of fate, and lightly touched the neck of little Jack with her right hand, injecting soft holy light, the hideous The knife wound quickly stopped bleeding and healed.

"Fortunately, we came in time." Rebecca wiped off her sweat, and smiled at her nervous companions, "Little Jack can't die, he will wake up after a short rest."

"It's fine, it's fine, but it scared me to death!" Ah Zhi patted his heart and panted heavily.

"You still have the nerve to say it?!" Xiao Miao put her hands on her waist and glared angrily at the White Ratman, "How did you keep watch at night, did you just watch Little Jack almost get his neck wiped with a knife?"

"I... well, I don't know what's going on. I was fine just now, but suddenly I feel drowsy. I know in my heart that I must never sleep, but my body doesn't listen, and I doze off inexplicably."

"It wasn't until I heard Little Jack's screams that I woke up suddenly. I opened my eyes and saw that the rope hanging up Little Jack had been cut at some point, and Little Jack's neck was still spurting blood. I was so scared that I called for help."

Ah Zhi explained with guilt on his face.

"I arranged for four servants to stand guard outside the woodshed. Why didn't anyone stop the murderer from breaking into the woodshed?" Thomas asked in wonder.

"Your four servants are also asleep." Ah Zhi said with a wry smile.

"How is this possible? Did you make an appointment to be lazy together?" Xiao Miao angrily scolded.

"How do I know... maybe I drank a few more glasses during dinner? It shouldn't be, even if I drink alcohol, I am usually very alert." Ah Zhi muttered while rubbing his head, his eyes full of confusion.

"Don't pursue these details, Azhi, did you see the murderer who tried to assassinate Little Jack when you woke up?" Edward asked.

"Hmm... I only saw a black figure from the back, vaguely familiar, but that's all I can't confirm his identity." Ah Zhi hesitated to speak.

Joan stood at the edge of the crowd, turned his gaze to Little Jack, carefully observed the blood on the ground, and suddenly found a withered petal, and hurried over to pick it up.

Xiao Miao also turned her attention to the ground, waved her hand to signal everyone to step back, and squatted down to carefully examine the footprints around Little Jack.

"Sister Meow, do you have any clues?" Rebecca asked.

"It's very strange, there are only our footprints in the firewood room, and there is no sign of outsiders coming." Xiao Miao scratched her head, "There are two possibilities, either the assassin blessed a spell to eliminate footprints such as 'whereabouts' in advance, or ...the murderer is among us—of course, it is almost impossible!"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, their eyes became a little strange, and the atmosphere in the firewood room became extremely depressed.

"What are you looking for?" Rebecca looked at Joan, who didn't participate in the conversation, but bent over to observe the ground.

"I found something very interesting." Joan stood up and spread out his palms, holding some white particles and three dried petals.

"What's that?" Xiao Miao stared at Joan's palm inexplicably.

"Dried rose petals and river sand." Joan replied calmly.

"How come there are dried flower petals and river sand in the firewood shed on the farm?" Xiao Miao flicked her tail, her face full of confusion, "Who brought these things in, what's the use?"

Thomas and Edward heard the conversation between Joan and Xiao Miao, and they looked at each other by coincidence, and their expressions changed instantly.

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