Throne of Magical Arcana

Applied magic book?

How can this be put on sale in a bookstore?

Downey seems to be able to hear his heartbeat, it is so intense, so crazy, according to the regulations of the Magic Council, in addition to going to the Magic Academy, Arcane Library and other places to exchange, there are only two ways to get more than yourself The level and level of applied knowledge, one is to take risks or family inheritance, and the other is to become a private student of a magician. With his teaching, no ordinary bookstore can publicly sell magic books!

This is the control measures of the parliament on magic in order to maintain a safe and orderly society, which has been warmly approved and actively cooperated by the nobles.

"If, if I could parse out a ring of spells in advance, or directly become a formal magician, then my prospects at Heidler College will be brighter ..." Downey felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

He did not come from a magic family, nor did he have any adventures. He only studied, analyzed and practiced by himself. Only then did he have the strength today, much worse than other resourceful students, but he believed that with his solid foundation, It is not difficult to parse out official magic.

Downey's gaze quietly looked at the counter at the door of the bookstore, and found that his boss, Doros, was watching the TV program intently, so his heart beat faster, as if it could be heard by several nearby guests who were planning to buy books.

"With my memory, one minute can completely record a model ..." Downey's fingertips slowly touched the spine.

The cover paper of this magic book is very special, giving an unusually cold and slightly paralyzing touch, like a frozen lightning.

The feeling of crispness made Downey a little stunned, and then he breathed out his nostrils.

Then he opened his mouth wide and breathed heavily, withdrawing his hand as if to cut off his arm.

In less than three months, I will be able to learn a piece of magic and corresponding application knowledge in the Heidler School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Why should I go through it secretly and flinch?

If they are caught, they will be thrown into the Forbidden Demon Prison and will be destroyed in the future?

The benefits gained are not directly proportional to the risks taken. Is there anything hesitant to do?

The more Donny thought, the more he felt that his head had been stunned by desire. What "Death Scroll" might be just a classical work with research value in the current parliament!

After all, since the establishment of the parliament, the development of magic has been leaps and bounds-the most obvious in the past 50 years. It has already turned most of the results of the ancient magic empire into "antiques". I got an ancient magic book, and then used this as the bottom card to defeat one contemporary magician after another.

After getting rid of the impact of desire, Downey subconsciously wiped his forehead with his right hand. Suddenly feeling a cold, he looked up in amazement, only to find that he was holding a wipe and a rag in his right hand.

"It's like being in chaos ..." Downey shook his head mockingly, then glanced at the "Death Scroll", and there was obvious hesitation in his expression. It seemed that the application of the magic book was put on sale in the bookstore. It is contrary to parliamentary regulations and imperial laws. What should I do?

Report to the Department of Corrections or Police Department?

Maybe not an applied magic book?

Downey hesitated for a long time, clenched his teeth, and took the rag to the boss Doros. While walking, he looked at the several guests in the bookstore with the corners of his eyes. Once they were close to the row of bookshelves in the Scroll of Death, I immediately found an excuse to stop it. If this matter was stolen by someone else, I would also be implicated. Ignoring it without reporting it was also a crime. Fortunately, the guests ignored the row of bookshelves, and no one had read the book in the past. Downey quietly let out a sigh of relief.

"Boss." Downey whispered beside Doros.

Doros turned back expressionlessly: "What's the matter?"

"There is a copy of the" Death Scroll "on that row of bookshelves. Have you forgotten it?" Downey had figured out the tone of this sentence several times, but it was as dry and dull as he said it.

Doros ’s expression suddenly became vivid, and he said with a smile: "Yes, that was the harvest of my adventure. I forgot it when I changed the shelf arrangement last night. Downey, thank you for your reminder. . "

Donny saw Doros solve the matter under the excuse he found. Without denying it, describing the "Scroll of Death" as a historical book or anecdotes, his heart was relieved for a long time. The boss will not take into account that he knows too much and secretly disappeared-many TV dramas adapted from recent stage dramas have similar plots and have to guard.

Doros rose slowly, pulled out the "Death Scroll" in front of the bookshelf, put it on the counter, and smiled kindly: "It's almost noon, let's solve your lunch, I will not provide you with free food and accommodation Of course, your reminder this time deserves a little reward at the end of the month. "

"I should do it, no, no more!" Downey waved his hands hurriedly, but Doros said nothing more. He could only walk out of the bookstore and go to the alley near the Arc de Triomphe to find a cheap lunch.

Doros watched his back fade away in the crowd of people in the square, and his right hand gently stroked "The Scroll of Death", with a playful smile on his face.

The Scroll of Death suddenly showed a cold, eerie faint glow under Doros's caress.

A guest in the knowledge bookstore pressed his soft hat, glanced at Doros, and walked slowly out of the door.

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Before evening, Downey asked for leave from the "knowledge bookstore" because he planned to send a letter to his family at the post office.

Although the development of cable telephones and telegraphs has basically spread in large cities, Downey ’s home is in a small town and is not rich. He can only rely on cheap postal channels.

Considering that his family is not literate-basically he taught it himself, Downey ’s letter is very simple, but it is probably about the test situation, the enrollment in the Magic Academy, the arrangements for the past few months, and the greetings at home. , So when handing it to the staff of the post office, there is no need to affix additional overweight stamps.

"Probably in a few days, when will I receive the reply?" Downey sent few letters in recent years, each time is different, so I couldn't help asking.

The staff looked at the address of the envelope without a smile: "Normally it is five days. As for when there is a reply, it is not something we can control."

Despite the sarcasm, Downey still laughed, and rarely met such a humorous municipal staff. This bald uncle is much more interesting than his appearance.

When Downey left, the balding staff suddenly took Downey ’s letter and walked back. Soon after he walked away, a middle-aged man walked back with his stomach rubbed and muttered: “How come I eat at once? Bad stomach? Oh, no, I have to go! Wait for someone to help me! "

In the storage room behind the post office, the bald man's right hand gently wiped the envelope, and the tightly bonded opening naturally separated, revealing the stationery inside.

"... Nothing special ..." The bald man opened the letter and said to himself, while recording something quickly on a small book.

After recording, he folded the letter again, glued the opening without any flaws, and then took out a seal to cover the opening.

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In a small town close to the Stroop Forest.

Boom boom, knocking on the door sounded.

"Who?" A girl with linen hair was busy preparing dinner.

"Postman, a letter from your home." The strange male voice came.

The girl froze for a moment, looked out the window, and saw that it was the evening, when there were people everywhere, so she dropped her worry and opened the door: "My letter? Where did you send it?"

"Rentat." The postman was a mediocre man who could not remember his appearance at all.

"Rentat? Brother's letter!" The girl cheered up and opened the letter on the spot.

The postman did not stop her, but quietly looked at the room, and a beetle crawled out of his trousers and climbed into the crack of the wooden floor.

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The mayor's house.

A stranger was looking seriously at the old man on the opposite side: "I need to consult the township information of the entire town."

"Yes, sir." The mayor of the old town didn't know what happened, but he recognized the identification and the coat of arms.

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Rentat City Hall.

Several staff members stood respectfully in front of a prominent man of outstanding status.

"I need information on the entire Lentat's bookstore." The big man in a high position in the empire department said seriously.

"Yes, sir." The staff replied in unison.

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Sky City, Allinge Magic Tower.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Commissioner." The Arcanist guarding the Magician's Archive got up and saluted, because the person was a member of the committee with a black flame emblem on his chest.

"According to my authority, I read the information of Doros ..." the commissioner said flatly.

"Yes, Mr. Commissioner."

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In a dimly lit palace.

"His Royal Highness, Downey's letter ..."

"His Royal Highness, information from Pico Town ..."

"His Royal Highness, the knowledge bookstore's filing information in the city hall ..."

"His Royal Highness, Doros's information ..."

A piece of information was placed on the mahogany desk. Five slender, white but unfeminine fingers tapped lightly on the material, elegant and calm and full of rhythm, like playing a piece of condensed music.

"Being born in a poor, talented, not cheerful, but persevering character, able to work hard, and decent character, not tempted by Doros's" Death Scroll "..." With the tapping of the finger, a low magnetic The male voice sounded to himself, with a peculiar gentleness, calm and calm.

"There is no problem with the family background. The father is the owner of the grocery store. The mother helped to maintain it. The sister did not study ... Relatives, neighbors, friends. I can't find the problem for the time being ..."

"Doros, don't think I can't find out who is behind you, hey, you do other things, I'm too lazy to control, but if you exceed the limit, be fooled by greed ..." Five fingers clenched into a fist, gently pounding A little information.

In the palace, the strange second-hand ticking ticking echoed melodiously, and behind the mahogany desk was a side reclining chair with a black-haired male with his left hand rubbing his chin.

In the dim light, his silhouette is still very deep, his eyebrows are thick and slender, inserted obliquely into the temples, set a pair of black pupils sharp but deep, and at the same time, his long legs stretched lazily forward, even Without standing up, one can imagine his height.

He pushed the data aside, opened the drawer, and looked at the stationery inside, his expression suddenly becoming annoying.

The letter says:

"Lu Xiaoen, protect Lu Xiaoxi and love your father and mother."

"Why do gentle and elegant fathers always like to use weird and peculiar pinyin to give us this inexplicable nickname and keep calling it!" The young man spouted a lot of words without a pause, no longer. Calm and calm temperament.