Chapter 94: Giving nicknames is a refined hobby among friends



When Carl returned to the Tower of Wonders, his teacher Mooreban had just finished repairing the warforged.

The old man is over 60 years old this year. He stayed up all night and could hardly walk steadily.

"Alas! It's really not the same as it used to be! I should have left it until today."

Rubbing his sore eyes, Mooreban was about to go back to his residence to rest, but he happened to meet Carl who had returned from the space gate.

"Hey! You're staying at that girl's place again!"

Acting like a strict teacher, Mooreban planned to warn his apprentice.

Although the academic atmosphere at Akanix is ​​relatively relaxed, you can't always go to a girl's house! "Well! Nia taught me a whole day, I'm so tired! If I hadn't studied hard yesterday, she would have forced me to read a book this morning."

Seeing that his master looked tired, Karl knew that he had stayed up late again last night.

As a student studying mechanics, how can you not work overtime?

When Mooreban heard that his apprentice was learning from someone else, he didn't say anything more.

Being an apprentice is for learning, and that’s the serious business!

"Well! Nia is really sensible. With her watching you, I feel less worried. By the way, after you go back and have a good rest, show me your power armor design and I will help you modify it!"

After saying that, Mooreban patted Karl on the shoulder and walked away towards his teacher's dormitory.

But Carl suddenly became depressed.

Mechanical design drawings are not easy to draw. There was no software like CAD back then, so everything had to be drawn by hand.

"Hiss~, is there no way to make drawing easier?"

Scratching his hair irritably, Carl ran towards the large classroom of the Tower of Wonders in frustration.

When I arrived at the classroom, as expected, there were only two or three kittens inside.

After greeting his classmates, Carl found a seat and began to think about drawing the design of the power armor.

Unlike other schools, the course for the Artificer ended more than half a month ago.

Although the education of artificers also focuses on practice, their practice is not as dangerous as that of mages, so teachers do not need to watch them specifically.

The large classroom now serves more as a communication venue for young artificers.

Sitting in the classroom, Carl's enthusiasm for doing his "homework" increased a lot.

He was a person who always prepared for a rainy day. In his previous life, before the winter and summer vacations, he would always do as much homework as possible while at school.

When a person concentrates on doing something, he will ignore the passage of time. Before he knew it, Carl was busy until noon.

Several students who were designing their own projects saw that Carl was still drawing, so they called him to the cafeteria to eat.

It was not until this time that Carl realized that his stomach was rumbling.

He went to the cafeteria with his classmates. As soon as he entered, the familiar smell of food and the crowded scene made Carl feel like he was "back to school".

"Hey! Carl! Over here!"

He was about to go buy food, but before he had taken a few steps, Karl heard someone calling him.

Turning around, he saw that the people who spoke were actually two of his friends from his apprenticeship days.

"Hey! Aren't these Benboba and Baboben? What's going on? Did you two finally become official mages?"

"Hey! Can't you just call us by our names? Are the names Bourbon and Bob so hard to pronounce in your mouth?"

Hearing this, Karl rolled his eyes and thought, "If I put your two names together, who can tell who is who? These are worse than those two nicknames!"

But despite all the talk and laughter, Skinny Bourbon and Fat Bob were still quite happy about Carl's appearance.

When they first learned that Carl had disappeared unexpectedly, the two were very sad for a while.

Perhaps it was because of the stimulation of suddenly losing a friend that the soul strength of the two people increased slightly, and they became official mages one after another afterwards.

Bourbon nudged Carl with his elbow and lowered his voice, asking, "Tell us what you encountered in the dungeon?"

"Wait a moment, I'm going to buy some food, you two help me save a seat!"

The Tower of Wonders has the most funding, so the food in the cafeteria here is also the best. If students from other wizard towers want to eat something good, they usually come to the cafeteria here to eat.

The school leaders of Akanix later simply opened several space gates in the cafeteria of the Tower of Wonders to make it easier for students from other magician towers to come and eat.

This is also the reason why there are not many people in the Tower of Wonders, but the cafeteria is packed with people, and why Bourbon and Bob are here.

Soon, Carl came back with chicken legs, beef stew, rolls and a bowl of mushroom soup.

After briefly describing his experiences in the dungeon to his two friends, Carl took a few bites of food and then asked, "How about you two? Have you chosen a school after level 2?"

Hearing this, Bourbon and Bob looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces suddenly fell from the joy of becoming wizards.

"It's the school of illusion."

In unison, the two people expressed their choices and then sighed together.

Just as Carl had expected, the two of them only barely became mages, and after becoming mages, they felt increasingly overwhelmed.

Especially when they were studying the knowledge of those schools that required higher intelligence, the two of them acted like two fools in class.

After watching the teacher's experiments, others have been able to try to perform them, but they haven't even understood the spell runes.

Finally, the two of them discussed it and decided to join the illusion school directly.

"Have you two ever thought about taking on a dual job? I feel like it would be hard for you two to reach level 4 or above in the mage profession."

Faced with two friends who have already faced the reality, Carl no longer tried to evade them as he did before.

Before the two of them became mages, he would only give his two friends some spiritual chicken soup.

"The teacher of the Mage Defense class wants us to become part-time warriors and then choose arcane knights. He said that Her Majesty the Queen wants to expand the Kingdom's Eye. If we intensify our training now, we can easily get a good position."

While Bourbon and Bob were talking, Carl kept eating.

The positioning of the School of Illusion at low levels is indeed quite awkward. The spells they know seem to be prepared for thieves, and not many people buy their school's spell scrolls.

The second-level Shadow Blade is a spell that can be used all the way up to the seventh level, but the spells of the Shaman school are much more powerful than it.

This school is a typical easy to learn but difficult to master school and a monster killer. They really start to become stronger after learning 4th-level spells.

But it is a problem whether these two little brothers can advance to level 4, let alone learn fourth-ring spells.

It is said that the only legitimate way to make money for the School of Illusion at a low level was to cast spell effects on clothes, allowing the fabric of the clothes to emerge in different styles under the control of the wearer.

(End of this chapter)


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