Blessing from the goddess at the beginning, technology VS magic

"What the hell? Elves?"

Reid asked in disbelief.

Just now, Miriam ran over and said that the Special Intelligence Department of the police station called and asked if they had time to go over and help them rescue the elf with a broken leg and arm.

"Wait a minute, let me sort it out first. Was this elf crippled by us?"

Miriam nodded: "Yeah."

"Why didn't I know about the existence of this elf from the beginning to the end?"

"Didn't you say that yourself?"

Miriam then smiled evilly and began to imitate Red's words: [Don't report everything to me in the future! You must learn how to coordinate between departments. Even if I'm gone, this country can continue to operate without any mistakes! ]

After watching Miriam imitate what he had said, he rubbed his hands awkwardly and asked:

"Can your magic heal these broken arms and legs?"

"As long as the arms and legs are still there, it can be cured"

"Didn't you say before that magic isn't omnipotent and that broken limbs can't be healed?"

"What I meant at that time was that you can't grow limbs out of thin air, but as long as the original limbs are still there and the broken sections are close together, then in theory it's no different from having a hole in the stomach. This minor injury can still be cured."

Red sighed in his heart that magic was really convenient.

"Then let's go now."

Ah! Elves! Whether it is fantasy novels or film and television works on Earth, or the legends here, they all record the incomparable appearance of elves. I can't wait to go and see them.

Miriam asked back, “Are you going too?”

"I, can't I go?"

"Let's not talk about the pile of documents on your desk. Besides, the other party is a race we have never seen before. We don't know exactly what their purpose is. It's too dangerous for you to go. What if..."

"Okay, okay, I'll leave this matter to you. Remember to report the final result to me."

Miriam nodded and walked out of the room, but after a while she suddenly opened the door and asked:

"I'm curious, why do you seem to get excited when I mention elves? Could it be..."

Reid then pulled out a stack of folders and threw them over.

Miriam used magic to fly and reached Mobit City in less than half an hour. During this half hour, all medical systems in Mobit City were working to prolong the life of the elf.

Finally, she held on until Miriam arrived. The green light of self-healing magic flickered on Clara's body, and the damaged flesh began to recover, the broken limbs were reconnected, and after a while, the elf's injuries were healed.

Miriam had only one word to say after she finished her work:

"She stinks, can you give her a bath?"

So our poor elf was put under another hypnosis spell before she woke up, and then she was locked in an electric cage and transported to the prison. Her cellmate in the room next to her was named Enoch, and he had been operating a sewing machine for quite some time.

He did the same things every day and heard the same words every day, and his prince had no intention of redeeming him.

Because he lives a monotonous life every day, he is a little curious about the arrival of new people.

He has always been the only one in this cell, and ordinary criminals don't seem to be imprisoned here. It is conceivable that this person should have a special identity like himself.

But why was this person wearing a cloak when he was locked up? His face was completely invisible, while when I was locked up, I was wearing prisoner clothes and my handsome hair was shaved off.

And there are 4 people taking turns to guard, who is this person? He couldn't help but ask:

"Hey! Won't you introduce this new friend to me?"

silence

"Are you deaf? Can't you hear me?"

silence

"Okay, okay, you guys are really hard-working. I can still lie down, but you have to stand."

By the end he didn't even know what he was saying. He was so bored and wanted to find someone to talk to. Any person would do, as long as they could talk to him.

After a long time, perhaps it was the next day, after all, the sun could not be seen in the dungeon, the elf turned over, and the soldier standing outside the door took out a specially equipped radio walkie-talkie and said:

"The target shows signs of waking up"

Sure enough, after a while, she got up dazedly and rubbed her eyes with her left hand. Suddenly, she realized that her hand should be gone. How...

She looked at her right leg again, and it was still there. She felt all over her body and found no scars. Was it all a dream? Then where was she now?

Clara looked around and it seemed that this was not a dream. She was a human who had been captured, but they wanted to lock her up with some iron bars. She subconsciously wanted to draw the elf scimitar from her waist, but she couldn't find it with her hands.

Yes, the weapons must have been confiscated, but I can still pry open these iron bars with my bare hands.

Seeing him stepping forward to pry it open, the humans outside seemed very panicked. They raised their hands to signal him to stop, but how was that possible?

The next second, a feeling of numbness spread from the palm to the whole body. He couldn't help but groan, and his body subconsciously fell to the ground, twitching continuously.

What happened? Was she attacked by magic? This shouldn't be the case. She felt the seed in her body again and found that it was still there. As long as the seed was still there, she should be immune to all conventional magic attacks.

Enoch, who was standing nearby, heard the noise and realized that the man had been electrocuted, so he said:

"Ma'am, I advise you not to try to open it with brute force. I have tried it many times and it doesn't feel good."

"Who are you?" Clara asked.

Seeing that someone finally responded to his words, Enoch started to talk.

"Enoch, the great general under the fifth prince of the Stephen Empire, is a powerful knight, the destroyer of cultists, the conqueror of griffins, the great dragon rider, the god of death on the battlefield..."

It sounds like this person is also a powerful human warrior. I didn't expect that he was also imprisoned here. This country is indeed unusual. So I asked again:

"Then do you know why the magic attached to this iron door is so strange?"

"Magic? Ma'am, there are not many people here who can use magic. This is a mortal kingdom. The reason why this door can electrocute people seems to be that they store the natural thunder and then release it."

Without magic, it is no wonder that the seeds cannot help themselves be immune to attacks, but this also proves that they have come to the right place. This kind of civilization that does not rely on magic is exactly what the elves have been expecting for tens of thousands of years.

But now that I have been captured, it may not be so easy to gain benefits for the elves.

Step, step, step.

As footsteps were heard, the two stopped talking.

A red-haired human girl came over and said with a smile:

"You're awake, let's go outside and talk."