Mage Joan

There is a corridor outside the workshop. At the end of the corridor is a workshop displaying machine tools. Joan stood in the hallway and saw a dark shadow walking towards the machine tool with a stumbling step, dragging a wrought iron hammer in his hand, the hammer head rubbing the ground to make a harsh noise.

The man staggered to the transmission device that Tom had just repaired in the afternoon.

"Stop it!" Joan raised his hand and shot an already-prepared "frozen ray", centered on the dark shadow's wrist.

Wow! Black Shadow's wrist shook and the hammer fell to the ground.

Joan rushed up immediately and waved his arm. "The High Master's Hand" clenched the dagger and thrust it into the man's chest. At the moment of the blade and body, Joan saw the man's face clearly and quickly closed the offensive, his face became a little weird.

"Tom, what do you want to do!"

"Uh?" Tom opened his eyes blankly, and looked at the indifferent Joan, and at the iron hammer under his feet, looking at a loss, "Strange, why am I here?"

"That's what I want to ask you." Joan pointed to the hammer under his feet. "If you can't give a reasonable explanation for the behavior just trying to destroy the machine, I can only tell Mr. Flint truthfully."

When Joan mentioned Uncle’s name, Tom’s drunkenness immediately turned into cold sweat, and murmured, "Mr. Vader, I really don’t know... I was still peeing by the river, and suddenly I heard someone singing and answering Somehow, it seems that someone whispered in my ear and encouraged me to pick up the hammer to destroy the machine..."

"So you listened to the instigation from your ear and destroyed the machine yourself?" Joan asked Tom coldly.

"How is that possible!" Tom scratched his head and added guilty, "I can never do such a stupid thing when I'm awake. I blame the glass of ale, which made me dizzy and thought I was dreaming, thinking anyway. It’s a false dream, and it won’t really cause damage...” Sensing the doubt in Joan’s eyes, the young dwarf swears anxiously: “If I lie, Mr. Vader, then I am a bearded dwarf!”

Joan nodded thoughtfully. Tom doesn't seem to be a cunning man with superb acting skills. If he didn't lie just now, he was probably influenced by some kind of hypnotic spell when he didn't know it. He unwittingly acted as the puppet of the other party, almost destroying the transmission device by himself. .

If this is the truth, it’s not difficult for Joanne to understand why the transmission device was damaged three times in a row but the perpetrator could not be found. In fact, the perpetrator was Tom himself, and the drunkard simply didn’t realize that he was being used by others and left after the destruction. Iron Hammer, went back to the dormitory and slept until dawn, and couldn’t remember what he did last night.

"Tom, take me to the place where you just heard the song." Joan whispered.

"Okay, okay!" Tom realized the seriousness of the situation at this time, and the wine had already woke up most of the time, running towards the door with cold sweat.

Joan followed Tom to the river and heard the familiar song not far away. Looking in the direction from the song, just under the rotating waterwheel, two petite and weird figures could be seen faintly.

It was a pair of small aquatic fairies, with light green skin and sparse scales, which shimmered slightly under the silver moonlight, and their hair was like dark green water grass. The body that floated to the surface was only three feet tall, and one of them was wrapped by various water plants. The braided shawl, the hairpins decorated with shells along with the waves of long hair, looks like a girl, and her companion is topless, wearing only a pair of shorts knitted by water plants, and looks like a boy. Both aquatic goblins have pointed ears, webbed hands and feet, play and laugh on the moonlit river, sometimes climb on the waterwheel to sing loudly, and sometimes dance on the waves.

Seeing this spectacle, Joan couldn't help but startled. Tom opened his mouth in shock, and finally could not help but exclaim.

"Gosh! The hammer is on, Mr. Vida see what it is! Two goblins?"

Joan hadn't had time to answer. On the opposite river, the two goblins were already alert, and at the same time they looked in their direction, waved their hands grinningly, and called out in a clear goblin language, as if inviting Joan and Tom to go with them. They play.

The goblin's laughter came into his ears, and Jo An suddenly felt confused, and there was an impulse in his life, eager to walk towards the two goblins. Long-term spiritual practice has played a role in this critical moment. Thanks to the hard training of spells, Joan’s willpower is far stronger than ordinary people. After a short confusion, he wakes up and realizes that the fairies on the river are facing Casting a charm spell by himself, he quickly bit his lower lip and used pain to free himself from charm.

Opposite the river, the water-dwelling goblin wearing a shell hairpin noticed that Joan was not charmed by her companion and waved a cyan beam of light to try to strengthen Joan's control. This goblin's magic power is stronger than her companion. It stands to reason that Joan needs to show a firmer willpower to resist her charm, but just when Joan realizes this, the symbol behind his neck is strange The eyes of the bloodline suddenly opened, and a chill spread like an electric current throughout the body, instantaneously dispelling the charm of the female goblin, making Joan fully awake.

Joan didn't understand what was going on. He touched the back of his neck subconsciously. He didn't care much and turned his head to look. Tom was already charmed by another goblin and was walking towards the Delin River.

Joan hurried forward to pull Tom, but unfortunately he was not strong enough. Instead of pulling Tom in time, he was almost dragged down by the solid dwarf.

With a thump, Tom fell off the bank and soaked in the cold river water. He suddenly awakened with a shock and screamed and beat the river with his hands and feet.

Joan saw at a glance that the fool wouldn't swim. He squatted down and grabbed Tom's collar, and warned him not to move.

The young dwarf finally calmed down a little bit, following Joan’s instructions, freeing his right hand to grab the embankment, and climbing up in embarrassment with the help of Joan.

Tom was soaked all over like a "falling chicken", his wet beard sticking to his face in a dreadlocks, sneezing and cursing angrily.

"Ah! Damn little goblin! Ah! You wait and see for me!"

As if responding to the dwarf's scolding, a clear chuckle came from the opposite waterwheel. Two goblins flicked their tongues at Tom and Joan, then jumped off the waterwheel holding hands, and two small flowers appeared on the river. The spray, the mischievous goblin sneaked into the bottom of the river and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Joanne couldn't help being angry and funny. So far, the main messenger behind the destruction of the waterwheel has revealed his true face, but Joan still can't figure out why the two water-dwelling goblins charmed Tom to destroy the waterwheel transmission? Is it just because of the naughty nature of the goblin, or is there a deeper reason?

Joan fell into thought.

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