Early the next morning, Moriarty woke up automatically as prompted by his biological clock.
Getting up from the bed, Moriarty immediately moved his body and joints in the room, then washed his face with cold water, put on a new mage apprentice robe, and left the room.
This apprentice robe was made for Moriarty by his late mother Helen before her death. It seemed that it had hardly been worn before, so it was still brand new. Moriarty also saw other wizards on the street yesterday with similar apprentice robes.
My apprentice wore it, so I think it must be a standard style.
Of course, unlike the mage robe of a formal mage, the apprentice robe is not a magic prop, nor can it give the mage apprentice any help in casting spells. The mage robe can almost always provide the wearer with a certain amount of magical assistance, but the degree varies.
That's all.
Walking down the stairs, I saw Mrs. Lucy setting up the round table in the reception room and dining room on the ground floor of the hotel, while the chestnut-haired girl was helping. When she saw Moriarty, who was wearing a mage's apprentice robe, coming down, the old lady immediately
He smiled and said hello, but the girl seemed surprised.
"Good morning!"
After saying good morning to the two of them, Moriarty sat down at the dining table. The girl immediately brought a large glass of milk, while Mrs. Lucy returned to the kitchen to prepare fried eggs and bacon for Moriarty.
"Excuse me, are you a mage apprentice?" Seemingly still a little unsure, the chestnut-haired girl looked at Moriarty curiously and asked.
"I am." Moriarty said with a smile after drinking half a cup of fresh milk.
"Then you came to Hockenheim to study?" the girl then asked.
"Yes." Moriarty nodded.
"Ah, it's great. It's really great to be able to go there and learn magic." The girl suddenly praised her with envy on her face.
"Okay, Anna, don't disturb the guests anymore. Come and help in the kitchen." As if hearing the chestnut-haired girl's shouts, Mrs. Lucy complained a little: "You kid, all you think about is magic.
"
"Yes, grandma." When Mrs. Lucy called her, Anna had no choice but to pout and run to the kitchen.
After a while, Anna returned to the living room again, holding a large plate in her hand. The plate contained a large portion of scrambled eggs, two palm-sized slices of fried bacon, a strip of greasy bacon, and a piece of bacon.
White bread.
"Please use it, guest." Anna carefully placed the dinner plate on the dining table.
"OK, thank you."
After breakfast, Moriarty and Mrs. Lucy paid their accommodation fees and then left Hans Hotel.
When we walked out of the hotel and onto the street, the sun had just risen, but there were already many pedestrians walking around on the street. Most of them were vendors doing small businesses, and there were also many mobile carts selling breakfast.
Because he had just eaten a sumptuous breakfast, Moriarty temporarily lost his appetite when faced with the strange-style but equally fragrant Bracada breakfast.
Walking slowly along the path he came from yesterday, he breathed in the fresh morning air and adjusted himself to the best condition. About fifteen minutes later, Moriarty passed through the Fountain Square and came to the Hockenheim Magic
In front of the college.
Unlike the magic schools that most people imagine, Hockenheim Magic Academy does not have tall walls, strict guards, or even a formal and decent school gate. If it were not for the fact that there are several wizard towers of different heights above the forest in the distance.
With its spire standing tall, I am afraid many people will regard this place as a large central green space next to the square.
However, what really caught Moriarty's attention was not the mage towers that embody a high degree of magical wisdom, but the circles carved on the ground at the entrance to the academy. They were of different shapes and sizes, but they were always continuous and stretching.
There are patterns and symbols deep in the academy. There is no doubt that this is a wonderful magic circle.
And when Moriarty put one of his feet on the outermost edge of the magic circle, immediately, a tiny bit of light lit up on that perfect line. At the same time, Moriarty instinctively
The ground sensed a vague magical sight that instantly scanned his whole body, not even a single wrinkle in his robe. But in the blink of an eye, the magical sight was taken away again. But Moria
Ty believed that his image and most of the other key information had been recorded by Hockenheim.
This is a high-level magical civilization. For a moment, Moriarty had the illusion that he had returned to the earth world and was undergoing holographic surveillance. However, it is fundamentally different from electronic technology. The scan of this magic circle must be much more comprehensive. If there is
If necessary, even the human soul can be thoroughly probed.
No wonder Hockenheim no longer needs those formal high walls or guards on duty, because as long as you enter the scope of this super magic circle, if you want to do something detrimental to the academy, it will be really difficult.
.
Moriarty did not stop, but directly stepped his other foot into the magic circle and continued walking towards the inside of the academy. After a while, a middle-aged man who looked like a school worker appeared in front of Moriarty. There was no doubt that
, he must have received the message from the magic circle and came out to receive the visitors.
"Good morning, young man, please explain your identity." This school janitor is just an ordinary person, not a magician, but his expression is quite arrogant. It is no wonder that he can work in the magic academy, and he naturally has a sense of superiority.
However, when seeing Moriarty wearing an apprentice's robe, the school staff did not dare to show off. Otherwise, if the other person was just an ordinary tourist or civilian, he would probably have to directly scold him and drive him out.
"Good morning. I am Moriarty Ensberg, from the Kingdom of Erathia." Moriarty greeted the school staff politely.
"So Apprentice Moriarty, why did you come to Hockenheim? You are not a student of this college, right?" the school guard asked directly.
"Yes, this is my first time coming to Hockenheim. The purpose of coming here is to visit Mr. Schmidt."
"Your Excellency Schmidt?" The school guard was a little stunned. He was not sure where he was coming from, but he shook his head and said, "But you have to know that Mr. Schmidt never greets guests casually."
"It's okay, please give this to Your Excellency, and he will meet me naturally." As he said that, Moriarty took out the envelope of the letter that his uncle had sent to him before, and handed it to the school janitor, along with
There is also a Bracada gold coin. Moriarty exchanged some for it at the Sapphire Restaurant yesterday.
"Oh, okay." After taking the envelope and gold coins, the school guard smiled and nodded: "Then, please wait." After saying that, he turned and walked directly into the woods behind.
Watching the school janitor's back quickly disappear, Moriarty stopped moving and just stopped where he was and waited.
About ten minutes later, the school janitor trotted back here. At this time, he already had a smile on his face: "Mr. Moriarty, please come with me. Mr. Schmidt is already waiting for you."
"Okay, thank you." Moriarty smiled and followed the other person quickly into Hockenheim.
Along a gravel path, Moriarty and the school janitor first passed through a birch forest, and then appeared behind a huge lawn a five-story college building. You know, there is no so-called reinforced concrete in this world, so
It is already very difficult to build a building higher than three floors. This five-story teaching building seems to be made of conglomerate. It has a very strong appearance and a large area. It seems that there should be huge teachers and many students in it.
Laboratory.
However, the school guard did not take Moriarty to the college building. Instead, he made a circuit and went straight to a seven-story mage tower not far to the west of the building.
It was a tall black tower, made of obsidian and marble, with no windows or doors. It was like a black iron pillar, thrust straight into the sky.
"We're here." Arriving in front of the black mage tower, the school guard said to Moriarty, then he stepped forward alone and shouted loudly to the completely seamless mage tower: "Sir Schmidt, I have brought people
coming."
"Well, let him come in." Soon, a mechanically synthesized voice sounded in mid-air, and then, a door suddenly appeared at the bottom of the mage tower, which was originally tight.
"Please come in." The school guard pointed at the tower door and said with an envious look on his face.
"Well, goodbye." Moriarty nodded to the school guard and walked into the door. The mage tower immediately closed again and became one again.
Entering the tower, Moriarty felt his eyes go dark, but before he could adapt, he suddenly felt dizzy. When he calmed down again, he found that he was already standing in a spacious and bright workshop.
middle.
This is a typical mage's workshop. There are various test equipment placed on a huge workbench, including test tubes, tongs, heating furnaces, and stirring devices. There are no less than dozens of them, almost covering the entire workbench.
In other places in the room, there are various raw materials piled up, as well as some semi-finished products of magic props. The most eye-catching thing is a two-and-a-half-meter-tall bronze mechanical puppet on one side of the workshop (
(Tin Man). Moriarty has heard of this kind of magic puppet before, but this is the first time he has seen it. It is said that there are not many bronze mechanical puppets that can still operate after the ice apocalypse. However, hopefully
Looking at this humanoid puppet, which was two or three heads taller than himself, Moriarty vaguely felt that the magical energy was still slowly moving in its extremely heavy body. Obviously, as long as the puppet's owner gave an order, this bronze machine
I'm afraid the puppet will immediately activate and smash the intruder to pieces.
At this moment, a bronze door behind the puppet suddenly opened, and a man wearing a mage's robe walked out. His chest was dotted with three golden stars, and he was looking at Moriarty with bright eyes.
There is no doubt that that is Moriarty's uncle, the middle-level mage Mr. Schmidt.
