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But Frey looked at the dark green ** magic circuit all over his body, but he was really a little disappointed.

On the wrist of the left arm, there is a rotating collection of several different attributes of "realm magic".

On the five fingers of the left hand, there are defensive spells such as "Ice Wall", "Rock Shield", and "Light Barrier".

On the right arm, there are offensive magic spells such as "Wind Blade", "Palm Thunder", and "Flame of Destruction".

There is shield magic on the body, and movement magic on the feet.

The whole body is full of some magic prepared for battle, and there is no general magic in daily life, not even one.

You can't even rub a magic loaf of bread yourself, let alone give it away, as in witch legend, and you can conjure up a whole bunch of food by chanting a spell.

However, Frey still noticed that he had one of the magic on his right arm, which still gave Frey a glimmer of hope.

Frey also came to Anna and, on the pretext of being injured, asked to leave without asking for instructions.

Anna saw that Frey's body was injured because of the previous battle with Allen, and also nodded, and told Frey to take care of his injuries.

"I just feel that the miscellaneous pieces are unreliable, and I can't hold up such a little injury." Looking at the back of Frey's departure, Allen, who was also scarred, said angrily.

"Alright, brother, don't say it." Anna felt a little uncomfortable when she heard Alan say that Frey was unreliable.

"Okay, okay, don't say I didn't warn you, outside a fortress without the protection of the walls, this kind of person...... Forget it, let's not talk about it, you'll know when the time comes. ”

Seeing that Anna looked like she was protecting Frey, Alan didn't say anything.

But in his heart, he clearly knew that a delicate and expensive guy like Frey could only add icing on the cake when the situation was good, and as for the time of crisis, with Allen's many years of experience outside, he could only smile.

Frey, who turned to leave, also heard the conversation between the two.

Although he was a little uncomfortable by Allen's mistake, Frey looked at the civilians passing by with yellow and thin faces and hungry stomachs, and still didn't plan to turn back to explain anything, but accelerated the pace of leaving.

Moreover, neither the "old gentleman" who created this body for himself at that time nor Frey's own judgment had any intention of exposing everything he was hiding now.

There is this time to go back and "explain", the more it is smeared, the darker it becomes, it is better to leave directly, anyway, Anna knows whether he is as unreliable as Allen said.

Away from the crowd, Frey scurried into the winding alleys.

Seeing that there was no one around, Frey stretched out his right hand to the Yueji in front of a house.

Frey just wanted to see if the conjecture in his mind would succeed.

Aging, one of the offensive spells on Frey's right arm.

Possess terrifying magic that causes enemies to age and weaken quickly.

Generally speaking, in the perception of the soldiers of the Holy Land, the aging technique that can make the skin of a living creature instantly wrinkle and sag, move its joints stiff, seize its vitality like a devil, and instantly turn a living creature into a dry old corpse will be mistaken for terrible "black magic".

But Frey, who has mastered this kind of magic, clearly knows that aging does not belong to the category of "black magic" as most people believe, but belongs to a kind of "time magic".

There is no devil who takes away the life force, but the ruthless erosion of time has created one after another corpses of dry old age.

If Frey's conjecture is correct and the aging technique can be controlled, it may be able to play a role in "ripening".

If it can really play a role in "ripening" the grain harvest in a short period of time, perhaps, this can alleviate the food crisis in the holy land.

"Aging, activate." Thinking of this, Frey did not hesitate to activate the magic on his right arm.

"Click......

Frey faintly heard the sound of the clock hands spinning at an accelerated pace.

That plant was also growing rapidly under Frey's "ripening".

The green branches and leaves "click" and expand outward.

The flower bones, which were originally budding and ready to bloom, also swirled, unfolding pink petals, exuding a faint floral fragrance.

"Wow!"

But almost instantly, the blooming petals dried and wrinkled, withered and fell.

The young shoots that grow upwards at a rapid pace also droop and turn yellow, and completely wither.

"Whew." Looking at the moon season in front of him, which had been destroyed by himself, Frey let out a sigh of relief.

Although it did not succeed, it at least proved that this method of "ripening" was feasible, but the degree of control was not accurate.

and destroyed a few flowers and plants in front of other people's fences, and Frey slowly mastered it a little.

"If it goes on like this, it may really work." Frey looked at the flowers and plants that had bloomed under his own "ripening" and had not withered, and his eyes also revealed a little hope.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Frey left the uninhabited alley and walked towards the main food producers of the fortress.

Only countless withered or blooming "test specimens" were left in the alleys.

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"Let me go to Her Majesty! Hurry up and let my Majesty the Queen! "On the second day, a large group of manor lords crowded under the Crusader ships.

The expressions on his faces, without exception, were all like the ghosts he had bumped into last night, with an unbelievable expression.

"What's wrong?" At the notice of the Crusader soldiers, Anna also appeared in front of a large group of manor owners.

"Her Majesty! It must be King Arthur's divine blessing! ”

"We are saved!"

"God bless the Holy Land! King Arthur, the son of our gods! ”

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Listening to a group of manor owners walking in front of her, talking nonsense as if they had been brainwashed by the church, Anna noticed that behind the manor owners, the carts pushed by the gardener were all filled with golden wheat.

"This! What's going on? Seeing this scene, Anna even forgot about her steadiness as a queen for a while.

Anna clearly remembers that at this time, it should not be the harvest season, but the sowing season.

Shouldn't all those golden wheat still be planted in the soil now?

But why is this happening now!

Anna rubbed her eyes, even thinking she was dreaming.

"Your Majesty, I have heard that the wheat ripened in one night last night.

Maybe this is really the blessing of the previous king? Otherwise, what god could save the Holy Land at such a critical juncture? A crusader soldier next to Anna looked at Anna's shocked expression and slowly replied.

"Your Majesty King Arthur." As he spoke, he looked up at the sky shining with golden sunlight, his eyes filled with gratitude and admiration.

"Son of God? Is this true? Hearing the soldier's words, Anna also raised her head in disbelief and looked up at the sky.

Even Allen, who had never believed in any gods and devils, had been shaken and slowly raised his head, "Old and immortal? Could it really be you? ”

In a group of grateful people, no one noticed at all that Frey, who was standing on the side and was supported by Sister Dog, was obviously so weak as if his body had been hollowed out, but looking at those who admired and appreciated the gods and saved them and knelt down in a mess, the corners of his mouth still quietly swept up a smug smile.