The 'Magic Staff' was more than half a meter long, the length of a short sword, and the pitch-black grip was carved with dense magical runes, and the tip was inlaid with a purple-blue baby's fist-sized gem-like object.

The magicians in the experimental group referred to the object as the 'Magic Crystal'.

The elemental properties stored in the Magic Energy Crystal depend on the magic component diagram engraved on its surface, and its stored magical power is equivalent to the total amount of mana that a normal mage can use in a day.

The magic circles on the magic staff are very simple, most of them are basic attack methods, such as fireballs, ice picks, ground thorns, etc., of course, there are also auxiliary basic magic, such as elemental shields, water cleans, and healing.

Ordinary people only need to master and invoke the magic circle carved on it, and they only need to lose their mental power, which is even simpler than mastering the use of ordinary magic equipment.

"Ding"

Omić tapped the Magic Crystal gently with his hand tongs, producing a very crisp and pleasant-sounding bass.

But apart from Pei Di, the attention of the other two was obviously not on the pleasant voice, and Naima looked at the component diagram on the magic energy crystal and said, "It's very hard, and its hardness exceeds that of steel to a certain extent. ”

"As I guessed, the werewolves actually mastered the forging technique of the purple gold ore. Omiqi's eyes revealed an inexplicable surprise, "This is a similar dwarven forging technique, with a certain amount of improved technology... This is the technique mentioned by His Highness Jerichar back then, but I didn't expect to let werewolves and dark elves research it first. ”

"Jerichal?" Naima subconsciously asked, "Your founder?"

Omich replied, "Yes, you may also call him Archduke Patved, as the people of the Empire like to call him. ”

"It's not funny at all. Pedi grimaced.

"Oh well, it looks like you don't know yet. Omich looked at Pedi, "More than three hundred years ago, the legendary Grand Duke of Patved, a legend of your empire, traveled to the Clarkley Islands to help our ancestors drive away wild beasts and build cities, and he also taught us many magical techniques. ”

Pedi and Nema looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"It's a joke, isn't it?" asked Nema.

"I'm sorry, it's true!" Omich shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "This is a fact that has been verified more than a hundred years ago, when our merchants spent a lot of money to buy a magical photo of Grand Duke Patved from the upper nobles of the Empire after seeing the statue of Patved, and the person in the photo is our 'founder' His Royal Highness Jerichar. ”

In the surprised eyes of Nema and Pedi, Omiqi continued: "The principle of the magic energy crystal has long been recorded in the notes of His Highness Jerichar, but at that time we did not have technical support for this principle, what we didn't expect was that this kind of thing actually appeared in the hands of werewolves first. ”

The goblin sighed, "I've heard a long time about the dark elves of the Misha Kingdom, who have traveled across the continent for two hundred years to learn the knowledge and experience of various races... It seems that they have more perseverance than us!"

"Wait," Pedy stared at Omich, "you said that Grand Duke Patwede traveled to the Klikla Islands and helped you establish your country?"

"Yes!" Omich nodded affirmatively.

"But I've been told that Archduke Patved hasn't been seen since the orc tribe disappeared, and I don't think there's time for you to build a nation at the age of the Grand Duke at the time. Pedi and Omiqi looked at each other, "You are different from the orcs, our merchants deal with you every day, and if what you say is true, it is impossible for the Empire not to know." ”

Omich laughed "haha," "Why do you think that the Empire doesn't know anything about Archduke Patved? Saying this, he restrained his smile, "I can tell you unequivocally that His Highness Korikar has been on the Klicla Islands for at least twenty years!"

"It's simply impossible, unless you use the forbidden arts, but the forbidden arts..."

"You don't have to use the forbidden arts, my lord. Nema suddenly exclaimed, "Have you forgotten the existence of elves? These nature lovers are not born with longevity. ”

"Nature magic?" Pedi was stunned.

"Yes, in the records of the Drake Mage Tower, Grand Duke Partved has a close relationship with elves, and it is not surprising that he uses elven magic...", Nema explained, "There are even some magicians who suspect that Grand Duke Partved is an elf in the first place!"

"They think the same as I do!" Omich suddenly interjected.

"Three hundred years ago, the Great War of the Three Clans was provoked by Grand Duke Patved, and the main target of the conquest was the Elven King. Pedi frowned.

"History can be faked. Omich tilted his head.

"Well..."Pedi didn't want to believe that the history of the empire was fake, he had read the Reagan family's internal "General History", and although there were some discrepancies in the official history of the empire, it was basically the same.

The young ruler frowned,

He's thinking!

The goblins and sorceresses next to them all kept their mouths shut.

After more than ten seconds, Pedi looked at Omic, "Well, I believe you... As you may have said, Archduke Patved left behind a lot of technology. ”

"Yes, His Highness Jerichar was in a hurry at that time. Omich nodded.

"Where's the notes?" asked Pedi.

"It is kept by the three princes, who every ten years choose skilled technicians to study the above techniques. Omich explained, pointing to the trail of the explosion in the distance, "That thing is the technology left in His Highness Jerichar's notes. ”

"Oh, the goddess is above!" Pedi said with his eyelids jumping wildly, making a gesture of prayer, "I need all the techniques you've learned." ”

"Are you trying to hire me?" Omiqi's eyes lit up, "then, my lord, first you have to release me as a captive." "He wanted to regain his freedom, he wanted to go to the bar and drink, and then sail the seas in a sailboat.

"Do you want to sign a contract?" Pedi did not threaten Omiqi with the status of a prisoner.

"Of course!" Omich nodded heavily, "but first, you have to convince His Highness Prince Krennet that my contract has not yet expired." ”

"I'll let my foreign officer take care of this matter. Pedi made a secret note of it.

"Can you tell more about Archduke Partved?" the mage was intrigued by the legend, "especially about his magical writings, do you have them?" she eagerly stated her purpose.

Omic spread his hands, "I'm sorry, Your Highness didn't leave even a single word on magic. ”

"Your Excellency—" The young voice interrupted the conversation of the three of them, it was Petdy's lieutenant, Knight Otwood, whose heavy armor was 'whooshing' as he trotted, "Your Excellency, Lord Collier is looking for you outside, saying that there is something important to report. ”

"Cowlier?" Pedi's heart moved, but he replied quietly, "Got it." Then he said to Omich: "I will spare half an hour every day after dinner, and you can explain your history to me at that time." As he spoke, he looked at the Oldwood Knight, "Remember what I said. ”

"Yes, sir. Both agreed at the same time. (https:)

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