Wolf King

Regardless of the form of life and conditions, can the natives of this world achieve immortality?

The answer is no.

Demigods die too.

The demigods of Bloomfield Continent, the Elf King, Dwarf King, and Beast King have all been changed, not to mention the Lich King who will disappear after a while.

Immortality cannot be achieved, but extending the lifespan is no problem...

For example, the old dragon Auston, who was sealed so that only a small spirit (soul) was left jumping outside, if Mr. Sean who sealed him remained alive and Auston was kept in a sealed state, then this dragon As long as the old dragon is sealed, his lifespan can be extended for as long as possible—in the sealed state, the old dragon's body and most of its soul are in a "frozen" static state.

Of course, if anyone tells the old dragon that "the sealing of you is for your own good and to prolong your life", then the old dragon will spray you with poisonous saliva...

In short, the world does not lack the means of extending life with black magic.The folklore circulating in the human world, such as "the king who pursued immortality was turned into a skeleton by a black magician, and the super beauty was sealed in a painting by an evil wizard to preserve her beauty" is not groundless, but has a basis in reality.

If you want to ask the king and the beauties whether they like this way of life extension, it is very different from each other...

It's as if you ask a 90-year-old man if he would like to lie in the hospital bed with intubation for 30 years, and there is no standard answer.

If the soul of an ordinary person is strong enough to be captured by a black magician after death, fortunately or unfortunately, it will not be a problem to exist as an undead envoy or a summoner of black magic for decades.

The legendary illusionist "End of Illusion" Sean, whose spiritual power is so strong that he is only one step away from the fourth level, if he is willing to use this unfortunate method to force himself on this material plane, it is not impossible for him to do so. arrive……

Somewhere in a principality of the Northern Federation, there is a mage tower in the forest.

Only the casters above Tier [-] have the financial resources and strength to maintain and operate the mage tower, which can establish a powerful magic barrier similar to the "local magic net" in the area; Within the protection range of the mage tower.

To put it simply, the status of the mage tower in this world is similar to that of the security box on the earth in the eyes of the local people... It is extremely lucky for ordinary people to have a spellcaster in the residential area to build the mage tower. There is no longer the trouble of bandits and bandits intruding, and even large wild animals, monsters and monsters will not come close.

So smear stories like the kind of evil mages who secretly ruled a small town in a certain country can only be spread in the area ruled by the Holy See...

In the early morning, the sky was misty and the forest was full of fog. Several local hunters carried baskets on their backs. The baskets contained fresh vegetables grown by nearby farmers, seasonal fruits and fresh pork carefully tied with leaves, and went into the forest along the path. .

After more than an hour's journey, these local hunters came to the mage's tower in the forest.They put down the baskets, took out the contents and placed them on the steps under the tower, took away the coins placed under the door, and hurried away again.

Most spellcasters are eccentric and don't like to be disturbed.Although the locals were full of curiosity about the forest mage who came to the vicinity more than ten years ago, they would never do anything that might anger the forest mage out of curiosity.

Not long after the footsteps of several local hunters disappeared, the closed wooden door was opened, and a... a skeleton servant in servant clothes, a turban, and an apron came out.

The skeleton servant held a bamboo dustpan in his hand, put the things on the steps into the dustpan, and closed the wooden door again.

The first floor of the mage tower is somewhat like the living room and kitchen of ordinary people. When the skeleton servant puts the ingredients into the clear water pool introduced into the tower with bamboo tubes for cleaning, a head sticks out from the spiral staircase leading to the second floor.

"Ai, don't make stew in the morning, I can't eat it."

The skeleton servant raised his pale "face" and clicked his jaw a few times, as if responding.

"Don't put too much salt." The master of the mage tower warned again, then yawned and shrank back, stepping up to the third floor.

The third floor of the mage tower is the master's study.

On the floor with a height of five meters, the bookshelves nailed out of wooden boards are densely packed with books on the walls, and the desk in the center is also full of tall books.When the master of the mage tower sat back on the high-backed chair with a badly frayed cushion cover, he stood in front of the desk and could never see the person sitting behind the pile of books.

The owner is wearing a cotton blouse and linen trousers, with cloth strips instead of a belt around his waist, and obvious fringe on the collar. Obviously, this is a person who doesn’t pay much attention to the refinement of life, and is also relatively tight financially. Master.

The owner with a somewhat rigid face and a short, curled beard on his chin is looking through the monthly "Mainland Travel Notes" published three months ago and four months ago.

In these two issues of "Mainland Travel Notes", a lazy writer who has been procrastinating for a long time has provided a [-]-word manuscript of the "Elf Ranger" travel notes, which is divided into two issues, which are extremely detailed and detailed. Without losing interest, it tells the magical story of the elf ranger Kleist and the snow werewolf Hongye traveling in the Far East, guiding and leading the local orcs to smelt and forge agricultural machinery, expand the scale of planting, and turn wasteland into wheat fields.

Obviously, this is not the first time for the owner of the mage tower to flip through these two travel notes. When the two thick monthly magazines floating in front of him turned pages automatically, his finger tapped lightly on the table suddenly Lift it up and swipe casually, and a miniature agricultural machinery model made of material mimicry magic appeared in front of him.

He was able to concretize the model of agricultural machinery so casually without using a spell-casting gesture, but his brows were frowning, as if there was still some inexplicable confusion.

Staring at the slowly rotating harvester model for a few seconds, the slender fingers move again, and the larger components that make up the harvester, such as the base, the double wheels under the base, and the armrest behind the base, all disappear, leaving only the straw cutting knife , Horizontal double-row sprockets, reducers, conveyor belts and other core components.

The master of the mage tower stared at the core components of the wheat bean harvester, lost in thought.

The wheat bean harvester that Xiao Yun promoted in "Elf Ranger" is not the kind of large harvester propelled by tractors produced in Qiuling New Area. "It's too unscientific to expect others to make pneumatic motors and tractor locomotives!

So, the solution given by Xiao Yun is: a hand cart type harvester powered by human power.

The power of the wheel rolling is transmitted to the double-row sprocket through the gear on the base, and then the double-row sprocket drives the straw cutting knife to move; the cut straw and bean stalks are discharged to the same side through the conveyor belt, and one person pushes the hand The cart-type harvester walks in front, followed by a few people to take away the cut wheat stalks and bean stalks lying on one side, and then just dry and thresh...it is also very useful!

Although the walking cart type harvester made in this way will inevitably have the problem of heavy weight, Xiao Yun has already let the small cats in the tribe try it, let alone adult cats, half-sized small cats and cubs. Heli can also push it away~!

Moreover, the biggest advantage of this walking cart harvester is that it has a simple structure and is at the same level as a bicycle. The accuracy of the parts only requires millimeter level and is easy to smelt and forge. Even a werewolf as stupid as snow can learn to disassemble and assemble! (Well……)

It can be said that it is very considerate of the user experience~!

However, it is clear that Xiao Yun only considered the user experience of the orc race, and did not consider the human race—the owner of the mage tower, who is a human race, is very dissatisfied with this at the moment: this kind of money is only needed by the Viscount. A simple walk-bean harvester that can be built, but the human race can't use it!

"The previous technologies can be applied to the human race, so why not this time?"

The owner of the mage tower thought so, and naturally... thinking about how to improve this harvester device to a model suitable for adults.

Obviously, he hasn't found a breakthrough yet...

The size of agricultural machinery has shrunk, and the kinetic energy provided to the straw cutting knife is not enough to cut off pieces of straw neatly, not to mention that bean stalks are much thicker than wheat stalks.

It is not impossible to expand the size of agricultural machinery and use cows and horses to drag it, but in this way, ordinary farmers will never be able to use this thing-there are only a few wealthy freemen who can afford cows and horses, and most farmers need to rent from local lords Cattle and horses plow the land.

Besides, the important core components of agricultural machinery need to be cast with steel, and the increase in volume means that the cost will increase. If the original tonnage can be afforded by a farmer in a village, it will definitely not be able to afford it after the expansion.

The master of the mage tower was a little annoyed.

After eating the breakfast cooked by the skeleton servant, the mage in the forest didn't go back to the study to continue his research. Instead, he put on a gray robe with an extremely simple style and was washed a little white, and walked out of the mage tower.

The forest where his mage tower is located is the territory of a local baron's family.He came to this place to build a mage tower, and the baron who lived in the city never came to him to charge him a fee—you know, in the past, the baron would make a lot of money when the poor came to his forest to hunt some pheasants. The momentum of destroying the whole family came.

Of course, the baron didn't completely ignore him. Since the mage in the forest came to his territory and built the mage tower, the baron has very keenly fenced off the best land near the forest and changed it to beet planting. The garden... protected by the magic net enchantment of the mage tower, this kind of economic crop with the highest value is a good time to step up sowing~!

When the mage in the forest walked out of the forest, what appeared in front of his eyes were the two extremely distinct forms of the nearby land: close to the mountain forest, it was a large piece of relatively barren land belonging to the local farmers, which was divided into various strange lands due to the poor geographical environment. A piece of land; not far away, the most fertile and flat ground belonging to the sugar beet plantation, and even the small river flowing through it is fenced with a simple thorn fence to prevent any thieves from approaching.

The baron who circled the river once aroused dissatisfaction among the locals, and some bold farmers tried to ask the mage in the forest to preside over "justice".However, the owner of the mage tower ignored this matter. He just appeared outside the forest one night and used some mysterious land corrosion magic to corrode a ditch from the bank of the trapped river, and then eroded it between the farmers' fields. Corrupted a pond of considerable size.

The water in the river and the pond was chaotic and freezing cold for nearly half a month, and it didn't completely return to normal until a month later.

So not only did the baron not trouble the mage in the forest, but the local farmers consciously did not dare to disturb the mage's tower in the forest.

When the master of the mage tower came out for a walk to relieve his irritability, the farmers just saluted and avoided them from a distance, and no one came up to disturb them rashly.

The master of the mage tower walked all the way to the pond where he corrupted back then, and stopped to look at it.

Since the description of earthworm soil in the travel notes of "Elf Ranger" spread, farmers all over the world have been eyeing this dirty little creature that lives in the mud sooner or later.By the side of this pond, the villagers piled up some rotten vegetable leaves, leaves, cow dung and other things to feed the earthworms. You can clearly see the traces of the soil that the earthworms crawled on were taken away, and the extra new soil was also sprinkled on it. Water to make it soft and moist.

The owner of the mage tower is quite satisfied with this. The local farmers who can't read and can't afford "Travel to the Mainland" can know that earthworm soil can fertilize the fields. Naturally, he sent his own skeleton servants and put on cloaks to tell these villagers.

The suspected black magic farming technique taught by the black magician... No one would dare to try it in other places, but he has lived on this ground for more than ten years, and he has no other "bad deeds" except his withdrawn personality. I still have a lot of trust in him.

The baron who grows sugar beet circles also hired village children to collect and catch earthworms for him last year. A bucket of earthworms can be exchanged for three loaves of black bread.

The master of the mage tower left the pond and walked into the fields.

In addition to the use of earthworm soil, the local villagers also listen to the words of the skeleton servants in other places. Even the vegetable fields that are the easiest to survive are sown neatly in ridges. standard.

This respectful attitude is the main reason why Master Lin Zhong is willing to consider the harvester for these villagers who he is not interested in dealing with... He is indeed very embarrassed among the great magicians, and he still has the financial resources of a viscount.

When the mage in the forest walked for half an hour and turned back to the forest, on the side of the path leading to the depths of the forest, he found a rather rough-woven bamboo basket on the side of the road. Pots of berries.

The owner of the mage tower cast his eyes on the bushes by the roadside, and the child hiding inside ignored his head and feet, revealing two pairs of dirty and black feet wearing straw sandals.

Master Lin Zhong looked back, as if he didn't notice the two pairs of dirty feet, walked over to pick up the bamboo basket, and left a few copper coins in place.

"give you to eat."

Ay, the skeleton servant stuffed with half a basket of raspberry berries: "??"

"Don't wash it for me, who knows if the people who picked these berries have washed the snot off their hands." The master of the mage tower waved his hand and went upstairs by himself.

Skeleton servant: "..."

The skeleton servant also went upstairs with a basket. When the master continued to climb to the third floor, it opened the door of the living room on the second floor and gave the master two "clicks".

The master of the mage tower looked sideways and saw a round owl squatting on the window of the living room.

This is obviously not an ordinary owl, its chubby body is wearing a small black vest, and it is carrying a small package on its back; when the skeleton servant puts the bamboo basket in front of it, it lowers its head reservedly and pickily After sizing it up, he raised his paw and pushed the bamboo basket away in disgust.

Skeleton servant: "..."

"The messenger from the ivory tower? Those guys who always look down on me won't be able to find me a job." Master Lin Zhong walked into the living room casually, walked to the window sill, and stretched out his hand from the owl's back. He took out a small scroll from his pouch.

Unfold the scroll, and formally write a row of words in elves' flower-shaped characters on the head:

"To the honored 'Moon of Vengeance' - Sean."

"Sean?!"

If it was a letter from someone else, Master Lin Zhong might not be interested in taking it seriously.But Xiao En was the one who researched the harvester that gave him a headache for many days and he couldn't start improving it. The mage in the forest was so refreshed that he didn't care to sit down and just stood and looked closely.

Five minutes later, Master Lin Zhong showed an extremely confused expression.

He carefully read the letter from the beginning again to confirm that he did not misunderstand what the other party wanted to express.

10 minute later.

The mage in the forest... no, the famous fourth-order black mage "Moon of Vengeance", a frequent visitor to Frank's feast, and being accused by the Holy See as "the most evil black mage after the Lich King", revealed an extremely indescribable, tangled and Divided quirky expression.

The skeleton servant nervously brought him the most peaceful and famous black tea "Amethyst" from the Far East.

Vengeful Moon sat down on the sofa slowly, took the teacup slowly, and took a sip.

The "Amethyst" produced by the tea bear family has an elegant and subtle aroma with a long aftertaste that does have a certain calming effect. After drinking half a cup of tea, the mood of Moon of Revenge calms down.

"I'm going on a long trip, Ai, take care of home."

The skeleton servant tilted his head slightly, and the two green fires in the eye holes flickered faintly.

"'The End of Illusion'...I have never dealt with him before." Moon of Vengeance wrapped the scroll carefully, with a strange look on his face, "I can't wait to see him for making such a request. What kind of person is he?"

Signaling the skeleton servant Ayi to feed the rest of the fresh meat to the messenger in the ivory tower, Moon of Vengeance returned to the bedroom and stuffed a few sets of replacement clothes (all of the same gray robes) into the space ring, two cans from the market The barbecue sauce I bought, a jar of cold-eating rabbits from the cottage, and a jar of canned fruit from the forest elves from the south (actually produced in the grassland).

Finally, he put on the wrist-type magic amplifier, and took a windproof cloak to put on, then went up to the top floor, and summoned a skeleton bird with four pairs of bone wings.

Imperial envoys are very common in this magical world. The six-legged lizards, chocobos, and bipedal dragons that are common in cities are all beasts domesticated by animal trainers. Snow elves even All snow beasts can be domesticated and used as leg power.

To command summoned beasts, only spellcasters and sky knights above the fourth rank can do it.

It seems easy for a black mage to envoy undead creatures from the demon world, but it is actually not easy to do it... A black mage must enter the demon world himself, capture the devil creature he likes and sign a contract before he can temporarily kill him. summoned to the Prime Material Plane.

That is to say, only a black magician of level four or above can easily summon an army of skeletons and an army of undead...

A black mage who is not of the fourth level and cannot tear through the space barrier to go to the demon world, if he wants to control the undead creatures of the demon world, he can only inherit from the master.

The skeleton bird flapped its four wings and carried the Moon of Revenge straight into the sky. The servant Ayi had just waved his hands twice from the window of the living room on the second floor before the figure of the master disappeared.

More than ten hours later, in the middle of the night, Valentine and Robbins led the knight.

Under the cover of the night, Moon of Vengeance flew straight to the place near the knights' collar before "downing the bird", releasing the skeleton bird back to the demon world, and walking towards the shadowy buildings by itself.

Not all spellcasters like to wander outside... er, traveling, Moon of Vengeance doesn't like to go out very much, although he has lived in the Federation for more than ten years after completing his revenge, he has never been to Valentine, so naturally You will not be surprised that the Robbins Cavaliers have undergone tremendous changes in just two years.

After walking into the streets of the first district, Moon of Revenge's impression was: "This town is not bad."

The streets at night are empty, and if there is a bit of garbage or sewage flowing across the street, it cannot be concealed at all; and in this knight's collar, there is no sewage on the street, and there is no garbage piled under the corner. Comparable to the Uptown of some big cities.

Of course, it is still not enough to compare with big cities, for example, there is no feasting and feasting with lights all night... Moon of Revenge tried to find a bar to wait for dawn but couldn't find it.

Turning around the streets of District [-] twice, Moon of Vengeance was hesitating whether to find a place where no one was there to rest for a while, when he suddenly heard voices.

Revenge Moon casually opened a subspace barrier to hide his figure, and followed the sound to find out.

Then he froze.

He saw a group of people lighting torches and pushing carts full of things, busy quietly and quickly on the street he had passed not long ago; hanging bouquets of colored paper and colored silk on trees, Fancy papers were pasted on the walls, and a large billboard the height of a person was erected at the intersection.

On the billboard, there are three big characters written in the characters of the elves: "Battle Day".

Moon of Revenge: "??"

He stood in the darkness and silently watched the group of people decorate one place and move on to the next.

There are even alien races in this group...several snow werewolves with white fur ears on their heads, and snake clan whose eyes look more like big villains under the firelight.

Curiosity made Vengeful Moon walk towards the arranged area, and looked up at the large rows of gaudy papers that had been posted by the group for a long time and divided into two sides on the wall.

The corner of Vengeful Moon's mouth twitched very clearly.

There are 22 head portraits pasted on the entire wall. The head portraits on the left are all snow wolves. In addition to the very vivid big head portraits, the names are also written in simple and powerful fonts; most of the head portraits on the right are human races. The names are all better than the head of the Snow Wolf clan, and there are two portraits of the Tiger clan mixed in.

Moon of Vengeance has a good memory. He found that among the three rows of head portraits of the Snow Wolf Clan, some of them looked like the people who were busy posting just now...

Moon of Revenge: "..."

As a loyal reader of "Continental Travel Notes", and once received a gift from the prince of St. Bridge, asking him to take care of his teacher's Moon of Revenge during the Frankish feast, he naturally knows that the snow wolves and other orc tribes The wind is different.

But you actually posted your avatars on the streets of human towns indifferently. What are the local lords and you snow werewolves doing? !