"What is this, a new weapon?"

Salika Jonah played with a scroll on the table, her big curious eyes blinking at the strange symbols on it.

She usually doesn't go near the alchemists' camps, and the Boe, though not as unimpressed with wizards as the Byrnes, tend to stay away.

However, when the Duke of Byrne was also a wizard and spent days on end "soaking" in the alchemist's camp with her "little angel" Ain, Salika "inevitably" felt jealous.

"Sort of, but it's still experimental. Loren reluctantly replied casually: "This is a rune... If done right, it can be very powerful, like a ignition agent. ”

"Runes?"

"Uh... You can think of it as a tattoo, a tattoo, or some kind of text with magical powers—it can be great if you use it right, but I haven't found the right way yet. ”

"That's amazing, huh?"

Salika showed an expression of sudden realization, but the next second she suddenly reacted, and her brows furrowed: "Wait... You're not fooling me, are you?"

"Of course not, it's an expression that's easy to understand, and it's a kind of language art. The black-haired wizard, who was extremely upset in his heart, showed a "sincere" smile without changing his face:

"Although it is common to fall into one category of wizards, there are actually many categories among us, and among the most important of them are spelling and alchemy;

And the two disciplines, although almost completely different, have one thing in common, and that is the 'ancient runes'.

The difference is that the alchemist pursues the use of a third person, while the caster engages the runes in his consciousness to form a power called 'magic'.

What I am experimenting with is whether I can apply the spells of spellology to the rune seals of alchemy—to make the spell a real 'prop', which can be most directly effective through the existence of a third party... Well, that's basically it. ”

The words fell, and Loren, who was talking to himself, couldn't help but nod... Such a troublesome experiment was summed up in two or three sentences, and it seems that the level of eloquence has risen recently.

But his "self-satisfied" pride is obviously not something that Salika, a prairie girl, can "appreciate".

"Finished?"

"That's it. Loren nodded contentedly: "What did I say, you know?"

"Half. Salika hugged her shoulders with a strange expression.

"Oh......" Loren's eyes lit up, revealing a look of surprise: "Which half?"

"You, you know what you just said. ”

"Well, of course, and then what?"

"I don't know. ”

"......" It took Loren half a minute to understand what she meant.

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Loren coughed twice and cleared his throat.

For this kind of "simple prairie girl who only knows how to drink and ride horses and cut people", only the most direct "field test" can make her understand what she means.

So, after Loren blasted a wooden target with a "Turin Fire", Salika, who was confused and always felt like a fool, finally understood the usefulness of this thing, and the gaze that looked at the black-haired wizard became much more "friendly".

Although she didn't know how it worked, she could also perceive what a shocking change it would make if it were given to the Boi Hussars!

What the Boi cavalry, who were agile and adept at raiding, lacked the most important thing was the frontal destructiveness and impact, and they were very weak against the formed hoplites.

But with this thing, all strong fronts will be torn to shreds in an instant, and the heavy infantry, which has lost its formation and panicked, will become fat meat to be slaughtered at will by the Boi sword!

But before she could speak, Loren poured cold water on her.

"Why not?!"

"There are many reasons for this, the most important being cost. Loren frowned: "The cost of making this one is almost thirty bottles of ignition potion, and the power is less than one-thirtieth of what I just did, and it is not even at the level of low-level spells!"

This is also the biggest headache for Loren... The technology of applying magic spells to physical objects appeared in Ebolden a few years ago, but it has not yet become widespread, and only a number of ineffective luxury goods have appeared.

And because of the long-term rarity of high-level spellcasters in the wizarding world, and the social status of almost "juggling" in the empire, the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower also has little incentive to promote technological innovation, so he and Ain can only explore alone.

Obviously, there are only two of them, and the efficiency is definitely not as good as that of the Wizard Tower, which has a complete research system.

All the things in this world that are forcibly cobbled together before overcoming technical difficulties can only be inefficient "freaks" - and technology like this "magic scroll" level is no longer something that one or a few wizards can research.

An alchemist as gifted as Ain Rand may be able to drastically improve existing techniques, but she wants to complete the pinnacle of a new system on her own... It was a feat that even Isaac had not been able to accomplish.

Loren's original purpose was to arm his "Duke's Guard" with this kind of thing, so that they could have weapons that could quickly inflict damage on monsters, without having to cultivate spellcasters on a large scale.

But now this "scroll" is not as powerful as a bottle of ignition agent... The solution proposed by the little wizard was to engrave runes directly on the bodies of the guards soldiers, borrowing the principle of wands to "transform" part of their bodies.

However, this kind of action is extremely risky, and in a matter of moments, the soldiers will be turned into monsters distorted by the Void, not to mention that the church will never tolerate such "devilish actions", and the success rate is also very low without the assistance of a college-level wizarding organization like the Wizarding Tower.

Is this really all you have to do? Either tolerate a mortality rate of up to 1 in 10, or open an academy dedicated to training "battle spellcasters", training in batches comparable to night watchmen and better at frontal combat witchers?

Belch... The impression of the "legendary" witcher seems to have been trained from the academy, so there seems to be nothing wrong with doing it yourself.

What should be the name of this academy then?

Wolf Academy? Kyle Mohan?

Just when Loren's mind was full of thoughts, the curious Salika on the side took the scroll casually and weighed it in her hand: "I said... Can you get me a few dozen of this?"

"How many dozen?" Loren resisted the urge to roll his eyes again: "The one you have is the only one that has succeeded so far - I won't get a second one until a solution is found completely!"

"Cut, look at your stingy appearance, it's still Duke Byrne!"

Having said that, Salika couldn't help but stick out her tongue when she heard the price - Boe had never been a particularly wealthy principality, and only Byrne could support a wizarding guild with the trade balance of each realm.

"Duke, this is information from Grand Duke László Varna. ”

With the approaching figure, Ackert's serious voice interrupted the two who were still arguing just now, and the unconvinced Salika secretly took the opportunity to hide the scroll in her arms.

"Two days earlier, the army of the Grand Duke of Varna had officially entered the territory of the Grand Poi, and the 100,000 hussars had swept through several major meadows and marched eastward. Eckert said in a deep voice:

"The Grand Duke has also sent a letterhead, asking you to take this opportunity to intercept the supply lines of the centaur army as soon as possible, and create conditions to force the centaurs to fight him in a decisive battle. ”

"Request... It's almost an order, isn't it?" Loren shook his head, chuckling with some helplessness, he didn't think the other party would let go of the opportunity to order him:

"But thank you to him... The 100,000 hussars attracted all the attention, forcing the centaurs to assemble a large army so that we could camp in the barren hills and recuperate. ”

"No, it's not. Eckert said suddenly.

"Huh?"

"In the course of the sweep of the pastures, the army of the Grand Duke of Varna did not find any signs of the centaur build-up, and even... Not even a wandering centaur warrior was aware of it, and they said it was as if it had evaporated from the world. ”

"What did you say?!"