A mage? A spell engineer!

Chapter 179 A Double Act

"Our grapevines!" The old woman felt dizzy. She hadn't expected that the monk and his assistant had come only to burn all the precious vines.

She sought help from the master because she didn't want to give up on these plants.

Fortunately, the fire only burned for a moment. Countless blue streams of light burst forth in front of Bart and landed on the burnt branches.

The old woman couldn't believe her eyes. The burned dead plant sprouted new shoots and then grew at an unimaginable speed until it was as big as the surrounding plants.

Bart didn't know how to do all that; Rorschach was the "special effects artist" here. The rapid germination and growth of the plants was, of course, the catalytic effect of "resurrection."

"Oh my God!" The old woman wanted to go forward and touch the new grape leaves, but Rorschach stopped her.

"First, apply the alchemical potion." Rorschach applied Bordeaux mixture to the grapevines that had been reborn without any blemishes.

After receiving permission, the old woman touched the new plant from top to bottom. The scorch marks were still there, but new xylem had already formed on it.

"Lord Bart, and Assistant, you two are amazing! I don't know how to thank you enough."

Actually, Bart was also shocked. He didn't expect that Luo Xia could learn what looked like a natural spell from the Forest Tower, and he was very skilled at it, with a very gorgeous scene.

Rorschach stepped forward and handed the remaining Bordeaux liquid to the old woman: "As long as you continue to water the other grapevines with the liquid, the devil who hates its smell will no longer kiss the grape leaves."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"But don't water the grape leaves too much, or the plants will suffer the consequences." Luo Xia was worried that the old woman might soak the whole tree in the medicine with the thought that "the more the better."

Since it's a heavy metal salt, if not handled properly, the leaves will turn black and die.

"Okay. I understand, sir."

"Cheers!"

On the top floor of the town's tower, the fireplace roared, and smoked sausages and sliced ​​crispy pork knuckles were wrapped in oil paper. Rorschach and Bart were enjoying white wine from the Citizens' Welfare Institute Winery.

"Tsk, it's a bit too sour." With current storage technology, white wine doesn't have the same shelf life as dried red wine, but the wine in Granny's cellar is already the finest, and she gave it to the resident monk as a thank-you gift.

While the other person was still not drunk, Rorschach told Bart the recipe and precautions for Bordeaux liquor.

Although only the "Citizens' Welfare Home Winery" reported this disease, the spring winds and rains will help spread the microorganisms, and plants in other places may also be infected, and it is very likely that there will be a concentrated outbreak in early summer.

Rorschach doesn't have the time to promote Bordeaux liquor extensively in Würzburg; it's best if Barthes does it, as it will help his trade representative campaign.

The boy's first priority was to establish a good relationship with the brewing guild.

As for Luo Xia's understanding of grapes, it came from a retired elder in his previous life. The old man grew his own grapes and made his own wine. After drinking it, he realized he was poisoned and called 120 himself, achieving a complete DIY process. Luo Xia assisted in the earlier stages, and when the wine was finished, the old man secretly drank some while Luo Xia was at school, which ironically saved Luo Xia from a disaster.

"Thank you." Bart couldn't help but ask Rorschach, "How did you learn nature magic? And it's quite different from what I know."

Rorschach rolled his eyes: "If you pay attention to the academic exchange reports of the Magic Guild, you will see the public research on the [Blue Light Barrier] and the analytical research on a series of elven runes in the Tower of Stars."

Bart used his "Mage Hand" to pick up a piece of pork knuckle skin, then pinched off a bit of stir-fried sauerkraut and ate it in one bite: "I've just been too busy, haven't I?"

Rorschach sighed and, over wine and meat, told Bart his story of venturing deep into the Black Forest.

The reason for the departure was not explained in detail, only that it was a joint operation between the Tower of Stars and the Tower of Forest.

"Is that so? You've had so many experiences since you went to the Tower of Stars, while I've been wasting my life here." Fueled by the alcohol, Bart's eyes became hazy.

"I don't know what I love about Millie. I'm afraid that deep down, I don't love Amalia, but am pursuing the most beloved princess of the Byrne Kingdom."

Luo Xia sipped his drink and looked out the window. The buildings in Würzburg twinkled with lights. There was no electricity, only the heat from burning kerosene. The streetlights on the main street flickered in and out with the spring night breeze.

"Perhaps your fear stems from your genuine love for her." If someone were truly willing to do anything to advance their career, they probably wouldn't ask such a "naive" question.

"Really?" Bart took another sip of his drink, tilting his head to look at Rorschach. "If only I had chosen to pursue further studies like you back then..."

"Even in a world with magic, there's no need to talk about 'what ifs'."

"You didn't say that when we graduated. Rick and I should both remember that."

"Speaking of Richard, haven't you made contact with him yet?"

"I sent a letter to his family, but there was no reply. Oh well, he's probably busy with the troops, which is better than me wasting my time serving the citizens of this city. What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, just thinking about something happy." In Rorschach's eyes, Bart was like an old father in a charity video, nagging Rick from afar: It's good to be busy.

Bart wiped his mouth: "Hmph, you're thinking of something happy, but I've got a great idea!"

It turns out that Bart, the dignified garrison mage of the empire, was inspired by his performance for Mother Abigail today and came up with a terrible idea: to have himself and Rorschach perform a magical duo act at the wedding.

"Tell me, what special skills do you have that would be perfect for a wedding performance? Let's put together a routine." This shameless guy was drawing circles in the air with his wine glass.

"I put in the effort and you get all the credit?" Luo Xia's face darkened. He had only asked Luo Xia for a favor, but someone was taking advantage of him.

He slammed his wine glass on the table, opened the only closed window, and pointed at the palace in the distance: "You rascal, I think you should return the mage badge to the guild and let some rich family have it!"

"You said you didn't want to be a puppet, but I think you really do!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I was drunk, I just said it casually."

"No, I'm serious!" Rorschach smiled. "I'm going to teach you new magic!"

He had just begun to consider it, but he felt it was increasingly necessary. First, he couldn't bear to see his friend fall into depravity on the path of magic; second, he wanted to test whether the magic he created through the panel could be taught to others, and Bart seemed to be the right person.

Moreover, it's just Delyuaz's spell, the publicly available [Blue Light Barrier] plus version, so teaching it to Bart wouldn't pose any threat to him.

Rorschach slammed his fist on the table and announced, "Starting tomorrow, Rorschach, Valuwana's top substitute teacher, will be giving special training to the incompetent and derelict resident mage, Bart, so he can prove at the wedding that the mage's badge isn't something you can just buy!"

"Rorschach, are you drunk?" Bart, half-sober, retorted, "Your spell practice at the academy was worse than mine! Besides, I didn't have time."

Rorschach summoned a blue forest one moment, then a hazy mist the next, finally spreading his arms wide: "The past is the past, the present is the present. You're bad, so practice more!"

"Dishes? How many dishes?" Bart was still dizzy from Rorschach's trick and didn't understand the internet slang from his past life that Rorschach had uttered while drunk.

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