Feng Yinqiu didn't expect that he would be so relaxed when he returned to Gray Valley Town.

Originally, in his expectation, not to mention that he would have to go through a lot of investigations, he would have to do his best to make every effort, at least it would take a little effort to do it. But now he sat in the two luxurious carriages, drinking wine from the Auro Plains, which in the words of Master Dundell was the smell of the sun of the Great Plains, and chatting with the caravan master, Master Dundell of the Howard family of Oroyosta, who claimed to be from Oroyosta, and came in comfortably. The soldiers of the Northern Legion, who had previously made every effort to harass and interrogate him and Gawain, seemed to be cautious even when approaching the carriage, and kept their voices to a minimum, and occasionally when they saw the insignia on the carriage and the flags in the hands of those knights, their eyes showed a look of awe.

Every year, the caravans of the Oro Great Plains accounted for more than seventy percent of the Northland trade, of which the caravans of Oroyusta accounted for more than half. Aside from mere interests, even in the post-imperial era like the present, people in the outlying regions have an instinctive awe for the central Great Plains and for the once glorious imperial capital of Oroyosta. Even the big boar that had been following the cart and looked like it was under the control of the mage, these soldiers did not dare to show the slightest ridicule, and a few guys brought a few buckets of food from nowhere to the strange pet of the mage.

It turns out that this is the grandeur of the real imperial aristocracy. Taking a sip of the sweet and sour wine in the glass, Feng Yinqiu only felt this way at this time. Not only the attitude of the Northern legionnaires outside towards the convoy, but also the decoration, the degree, and the cultivation revealed in the master's speech and demeanor, the mages he had seen in Osstar City and the Rothschild family before were poor and lowly country lords in comparison.

Of course, the extravagance of the real imperial aristocracy from the imperial capital is not only reflected in such trivial matters.

Closing his eyes and savoring it slightly, the taste of the wine slowly spread in his mouth, sublimated, Feng Yinqiu opened his eyes and said, "Okay." I feel like I've recovered a lot now, Lord Dundell, you can give me that arcane brooch to try. ”

"Oh, are you sure you can do it? This brooch gem contains an extremely powerful six-ring arcane art, can the energy storage spell you learned withstand it?" Despite saying this, the Mage Dundell on the other side still took off the brooch on his chest with great interest, put it in his hand and handed it over.

Feng Yinqiu pretended to groan for a moment before nodding and saying, "According to the records left behind by that archmage, although this 'Indefinite Energy Accumulation Technique' is only the arcane of the six rings, it can also save the arcane art that also reaches the six rings. ”

"Oh? It's amazing. It's a pity that all you find is a fragment of a book, without the name of the archmage. I think even in the Age of Empires, the person who could invent such a magical arcane must have been a very famous archmage. Master Dundell sighed, and then without hesitation, he handed the brooch that implied the arcane of the six rings to Feng Yinqiu.

Feng Yinqiu held the brooch in his hand and quietly triggered the trigger point contained in the brooch gem, and in an instant, the arcane that was as deep as touching the six-layer magic net was completely printed into the true talisman of all things in the depths of his soul.

Engrave the enchantment on the six-ring arcane, which is almost the limit of the regular recoverable arcane items, no matter how pure the hedron and product technology, it is impossible to artificially create a legal sustainable self-circulation, so this kind of reusable arcane props can generally only stop at the six rings. And the arcane items that can reach this point are, of course, the best of the best. In any aristocratic family on the West Coast, such a valuable thing must have been kept secret as a family treasure, and would never be easily revealed, but now this Dundell mage easily handed it to a stranger who had only known him for less than an hour.

"Hmm—" Mage Dundell nodded, a little hesitant. “... The magic net was indeed touched, and the spell on the brooch was activated. But I still can't feel the charge spell you're using...... Is my perception not enough? Or is the calm design of this spell perfectly done..."

Feng Yinqiu smiled and didn't answer, of course, his distorted muscular face made such a smile look a little strange. Using this fabricated 'Indefinite Energy Accumulation Technique', he could be regarded as rubbing the spells in several arcane items on this noble mage's body into the Ten Thousand True Talisman. At the peak of the Imperial Age, there were 100,000 arcane people, and it is said that only about one-fifth of them have survived now, and a certain mage was lucky enough to get the relics of a certain previous archmage, and it was not new to learn some kind of lost powerful arcane, so he used it casually, and really fooled this noble mage. With this, the fit between the Wanxian True Rune and this heaven and earth, as well as the magic net, was further improved, and he could vaguely estimate that the amount of arcane that the Wanwu True Rune could mobilize had reached about 14,000 points, which made him feel a little more confident.

Of course, it's not just the amount of arcane that increases.

Feng Yinqiu got up and walked to the window, opened the curtains, and looked at the scene outside. The convoy had stopped in front of Ashdale, and the surrounding knights were still dutifully guarding the carriage in the middle, and the scene on the surrounding wasteland was somewhat uniform, still full of gravel, weeds, and barren sand, but there were some huge rocks around the vicinity that had been peeled off from the nearby mountain buildings due to disrepair, and although there were signs of weathering on the surface, the tight and smooth stone still showed the coldness and toughness of the imperial military buildings of the past.

Feng Yinqiu stretched out his finger and pointed at a nearby rock the size of a hut, the six-ring arcane that had just been rubbed into the Ten Thousand True Talisman had evolved rapidly, and then turned into a dark red light that shot out from his finger and shone directly on the rock. The scattering of light is not large, even after crossing the distance of tens of meters, it is only slightly larger than a fist, and it forms a dark red spot on the surface of the rock, and almost in half a second, the rock around the spot begins to turn red, and after another two seconds, a small half of the rock turns into a pool of hot lava and flows down, and the nearby wild grass and some insects hidden in it also burn, and the smell of burning is carried far and wide.

The knights who were guarding the car were already surprised by such a scene, at most they had only seen a few more glances because of the power of this spell. The soldiers of the Northern Legion were taken aback, and immediately whispered to each other, shocked by the destructive power of this arcane.

Feng Yinqiu withdrew her hand with considerable satisfaction. This arcane is not completely released, he can feel that this kind of light can last for at least two or three seconds, under the manipulation of his fingers, the position can be flexibly changed, and the melting of gold and iron within a hundred meters is only a matter of the blink of an eye, and according to common sense, it is impossible for any flesh and blood to resist such heat, don't look at the soldiers of the Northern Legion around there are dozens or hundreds, but as long as he uses this arcane art, he can burn corpses to the ground with a sweep of his fingers. It is worthy of a high-level arcane that has reached the Six Rings.

"The Six Rings 'Extreme Heat Death', an arcane technique commonly used in armies. It's a bit brutal and vulgar, isn't it? compared to the aesthetic and artistic appearance of this brooch, this six-ring arcane is a bit of a match. I was very skeptical of the aesthetic of the mage who made this arcane item back then. Mage Dundell pursed his lips and looked at the traces left by the spell outside rather disapprerovingly. "This arcane art should be developed with reference to the light magic of the Sun Temple, and all the improvements are simply to increase the lethality and destructive power, which may be good for those stupid and rough soldiers who pay attention to practicality. But it's a mess of ugliness for the beauty of the arcane itself. If it weren't for the Academy's rule that instructors who take students on hiking must wear enough lethal arcane props, I would never have worn such a brooch on my body. ”

"Relatively speaking, the energy charge spell you cast is perfect, I can barely feel the vibrations of the magic web, of course, this is due to the lack of depth of perception, but more importantly, it shows that the cycle of the spell formula is flawless and does not cause the slightest ripple. Your experiments have been completely unexpected, and they have perfectly saved up the arcane in the props and delayed their release. Whether it's the two, three, four, or six, whether it's illusions, buffs, enchantments, or sculptings, it's all perfectly successful. While I don't know exactly how useful this is, judging by the effect of the spell itself, it's perfect. On behalf of the Academy, I would like to invite you to visit the Academy of Magic whenever you have time, as the professors who are obsessed with studying arcane formulas will be very interested in such perfect arcane art. ”

"Okay. I'll definitely go when I get the chance, maybe it won't be long, I promise. Actually, I've long wanted to go to Oroyosta to see the real arcane. Feng Yinqiu nodded. The imperial capital of Oroyusta is one of the destinations of his trip to Europe, and it is naturally a must-go, but it will definitely not be what it is now.

As for the current temporary fabrication of the 'uncertain energy storage technique', Feng Yinqiu never thought that he would be able to hide from the sky and the sea all the time. That is, the pampered Master Dundell in front of him had no vigilance and experience, and he preconceived that he was a member of the Rothschild family and completely relaxed his heart, which was why he was fooled until this time. And for those mages who really delved into arcane, he didn't think that such a method that had nothing to do with arcane could be hidden.

"The greatest thing about Oroyosta is not the arcane, but the arts! poetry, opera, music. Your Excellency, the hymn you sang earlier was very good, and I look forward to seeing you bring more of it!"

At this time, one of the three teenagers next to him shouted. Mage Dundell on the other side also raised the crystal cup, and gracefully chanted to the wind: "Yes, compared to the arcane, which Western poem you have recited before is equally impressive. Come, for that beautiful and sad poem. ”

"Thank you for the appreciation, which I heard a long time ago from an old man in the West. It does have a deep meaning and beauty. Feng Yinqiu also raised the crystal wine glass in response. Of course, he didn't know what the standard aristocratic etiquette of the Euro continent was, but when he was in Shenzhou, he had a deep contact with the children of the family, and his mentality and vision were extremely high, and he was not half a point behind in terms of bearing. Now it looks like it's pretending to be upside down, after all, it's normal for a mage who uses arcane magic to control a boar as a mount to have some quirks and informality.

Before, Feng Yinqiu listened to the three teenagers discussing poetry, and also mentioned Western poetry, so he casually chanted a 'Untitled' by the great poet Li Shanyi of the previous dynasty, and then explained it in Euroo, which was immediately praised by Master Dundell and the three teenagers, as if this exotic poem was far more valuable than the arcane technique he had just shown. It seems that no matter ancient or modern, the hobby of a vassal and elegant vassal of a noble family without worrying about food and clothing is the same.

"Yes, Uncle Winder, this Western poem is really charming. I thought those Westerners would just do business and make money. You can collect a lot of their wonderful poems like this. If we can collect all of them and get them published by Oroyusta, it will definitely set off a trend!"

Roynala's son, a young man named Angelo, was already full of admiration, although the mage pretended to be Feng Yinqiu looked like he was only about thirty years old, not much older than him, but if he could have the arcane level he had shown before, he must be the number one person in the side branch family, so this young man also called him very affectionately.

Feng Yinqiu just glanced at the big-faced young man lightly and said, "Your father spends so much money every year, but he didn't ask you to go to Oroyusta to study poetry. ”

Angelo's face immediately turned red, but he immediately retorted with excitement: "Father's concept is too old... No, the entire West Coast is too old-fashioned, and arcane art is not the only criterion for judging a nobleman, the real nobility is because of the noble heart and cultivation. Poetry and drama are the best ways to cultivate the soul and cultivation......"

"Haha, that's a good point. Arcane isn't the only thing beautiful in the world, art and mind are just as great. But don't worry, Master Wind, I guarantee that Angelo's results in the arcane arts are fully worthy of his father's expectations of him. Master Dundell smiled. "Angelo, you shouldn't be so excited. With the barren land of the West Coast and the threat of both the dwarven barbarians of the north and the orc barbarians of the south, it is imperative for the lords to seek the power of the arcane. Speaking of this, Master Dundell looked at Feng Yinqiu and asked, "But in a place like the West Coast where the church and temple are powerful, wouldn't it be troublesome for those clergy to discover the arcane of the Imperial Age?"

"Just quietly. Feng Yinqiu shrugged and didn't say much. His identity is unknown, and it is easy to make a mistake in saying too much about these details.

Moreover, now he doesn't have any extra thoughts to continue with these mushrooms, and there is already an ambush in front of him in Gray Valley Town. Even through the thick carriage, he could vaguely feel the malicious gaze coming from a distance.

"These are the only ones this year? have you checked the goods they brought, and how much is it worth?"

In front of a window on the rock wall in the distance, the fat resident commander lowered the crystal speculum in his hand and pouted in question.

One of the heralds who had just come replied, "Although most of them are ales for the dwarves, they also carry a lot of luxury. It was supposed to be ready to be sold to local nobles in exchange for furs or something. According to them, the value should be around 100,000 Okin. ”

"Is it only 100,000?" the commander licked his tongue, a little unwilling. Of course, 100,000 Aojin is not a small amount, and many aristocratic families on the West Coast can't make up so much money even if they sell their underwear, but this money has to be divided layer by layer, and in the end, only about one-tenth of it falls into his hands, and in order to get this commander position temporarily, the benefits he sent are also several thousand Aojin. "It's a rare opportunity. Why don't we wait? find a way to drag them here, and then get together two caravans and do it together." ”

"Those dwarves probably don't have the patience to wait. The two men who escaped last time almost drove their leader crazy. The battle mage standing behind the commander shook his head. His face was full of wrinkles and a dead face.

"Those damn brutes!" the fat commander jumped up from his chair in a fit of rage, and fell back into the chair groaning, and the flesh of his body rose and fell like a wave. "I'm going to slaughter them all sooner or later! When they slaughter these rich guys, I'm going to make them pay the price!"

"It's really not worth putting it off any longer, this is the biggest caravan we've been waiting for in recent times. Among the two guys who escaped was a paladin with the Guardian Hand, and if he were allowed to bring the people of the church in, we would be in a lot more trouble. "There was no expression on the face of the dead man of the battle mage, only the wrinkles on his face twitching and twitching. "Didn't those Westerners already pay us a lot? ”

"The money of those Westerners is collected by Torres. The commander rolled his eyes, then sighed. "Alright, so be it, let those caravans in, and let the dwarves do it tonight. Do you see clearly, what is the level of these guards? Those dwarves can deal with it, right? What about the owner of the caravan? The mage from Oroyosta, the standard should not be too bad, right? Can you handle it?"

"Pampered waste, relying only on a large amount of resources to perceive the magic web, relying on the library's massive collection to learn formula memory arcane, even if you are lucky enough to touch the six rings, the actual combat is not necessarily better than a wandering mage. "The battle mage still has a dead face, but there is a blazing fire in his eyes, and there is a slight sour taste in his voice. Glancing at the guards from a distance, his voice became a little hesitant: "As for the other guards, there is nothing to worry about, they are stronger than ordinary soldiers, but they are not much stronger....... just..." "It seems that there is a strong guard beside that mage, and the strength of his vital signs is ...... Maybe it's harder to deal with..."

"How difficult is it, will it be stronger than that madman leader?"

"That shouldn't be. It's just the strength of vital signs, not the combat effectiveness. Elemental God Warriors are also very high-end combat power in the entire dwarf race, and no matter how powerful the human holy warriors are, it is difficult to be an opponent. It's just that I always find it strange......"

"As long as the dwarves can deal with it, it's better to kill both. The commander clapped his hands and stood up. "Okay, that's it, let's do it tonight. Inform the dwarves and the group of Westerners, their long-awaited feast is here. ”

After staggering two steps, the commander seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and asked the battlemage who was still thinking, "By the way, Alstom, have you noticed any ghosts or anything like that around lately?"

"No?" the mage named Alstom shook his head. "The natural conditions here are very unsuitable for the spawning of undead monsters, and it is unlikely that there will be zombie ghosts or anything like that... Of course, there are alchemists who are proficient in the art of undead to make it, but that's another matter. ”

"But I seem to have heard that the soldiers below have found a female ghost... It seems that she is still a Western woman. ”

"Is it some kind of ghost that those Westerners have come up with? The god of vengeance they worship may come up with ghosts like those resentful spirits... But it should only scare people or something, it's just an evil god. ”

“... But I heard that there were soldiers who were killed by that female ghost... Forget it, whether it's a ghost zombie or a male ghost or a female ghost, let them toss it around tonight, it's the same after that anyway, hehe. ”