Shane jotted down the translation on paper for review.

Swiftness, strength, gluttony, and coldness are the words trolls use to describe gods. The god's name translates into Elven language, probably 'the icy glutton, black-finned Marcos, who lurks beneath the river', 'the swift bird that brings thunder and rain, the winged Cooks', and the other three names describe the god in the same way, and the characteristics of the god can be seen at a glance.

The name is engraved in front of the slate, and the experience is engraved on the back of the slate. Gods who are worshipped by trolls usually end up being stripped of their bones. The trolls kept a detailed record of what had happened, and were proud of their success in gaining the 'power of the gods'.

But there is a stone tablet engraved only with the name of the god, 'Pure Void Essence, Long Beard - Locchus'. The back of the slab is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no record.

Shane put a question mark after the name, and the trolls didn't always succeed, or there were other reasons that weren't documented. Flipping through the manuscripts of the Arcanists during the Troll War, an Arcanist grabbed a Troll Sacrifice and tried to open its brain, found the Troll Summoning Ritual and recorded it, and concluded that the Troll Spellcaster had his own way of exploring the secrets of the world, and it should not be underestimated.

There are also corresponding rituals recorded in the hex records, all of which are blood sacrifice summoning rituals. The arcane caster in charge of recording has a tendency towards trolls to kill them all. After reading the demon record, I have an impression of the troll demon in my heart, and I will deal with it more calmly in the future.

"Master Shane, Haduron Mingyi invites you to the training grounds" Just as he was about to read the next manuscript, a magical voice reached Shane's study, and Solan Lian spoke to him in the library.

Shane put down the manuscript and looked down from the chief floor, and a wave of rangers came up from the training ground to contact the Red Sun Guard. They are sixty rangers and ten puppets to be added to the council. Teleporting to the lobby, he rode Tygo to a short distance from the training grounds, where he heard Haduron lecture the new Ranger.

"We are the defenders of the White Tower of the Red Sun, Your Excellency Shane - Dawnblade, a special force personally created and supported. If you want to officially become a Red Sun Guardian, it's not enough to have Ranger skills, you also have to learn how to fight with puppets. But first, we have to learn our slogan. Now shout with me. ”

"The white tower is a sharp blade, and the heavy armor vanguard is invincible."

"For the Elves"

The newcomer shouted three times, and his voice was quite neat and loud.

"Very well," Haduron nodded in satisfaction.

Shane drove Tygo forward and swept it condescendingly, and the newcomers were surprised when they saw Tygo and then Shane, and then they didn't dare to look more. Tygo's one-eyed eye was infected by divinity, turning red, like a red-hot steel, and the light flickered and dimmed as Shane's gaze swept over the newcomer.

"Hadurun, they will hand it over to you, and report back when there is a situation."

It's enough to show your side.

Along with the newcomers arrived, along with six engineers, who were sent by the council to maintain the guard puppets. A new building was built at the Windranger outpost, and the Engineer built a home for himself and his family. They were very skillful, and in many days, they built six two-story structures with independent courtyard huts.

When the popularity of the sentry post was getting stronger, Hawkins Yanying finally made the strongest voice in his history: "I want to get married." ”

'If you don't get married, maybe next time it will really turn into going back to your hometown to get married' Shane heard the news, put down the manuscript, looked at Yan Ying for three seconds, and wished him a happy marriage.

"The best food, the best wine, will be delivered from Silvermoon City, and I invite everyone to share the joy with me." Flame Eagle used magic to spread the word to everyone at the outpost, causing a lot of waves among the rangers.

The wedding took place in the hall on the first floor of the Mage Tower.

"You're not going on patrol, are you okay?" On the wedding day, Shane and Sylvanas are invited to be witnesses, and her rangers take a day off at the same time.

"Troll activity has weakened, so it's good to relax the troops." After the last armed reconnaissance, almost no trolls appeared near the blockade.

"Or maybe it's for the more than 200 rangers under his command to eat and drink nonsense, and take revenge for the feud they molested back then," Sean felt that he had guessed a little bit of the female elf's thoughts.

"Don't be cranky," Sylvanas elbowed Shane.

"There's absolutely no thought," Shane said.

As they spoke, the two brides walked into the hall with Yan Ying on the left and the right, stepped across the red carpet, and arrived at the innermost small high platform. Under the guidance of the host, complete the vows and exchange rings.

"I feel sorry for the bride," Sylvanas said as she watched the ceremony, and Shane heard it clearly, absolutely.

"If it were me, I wouldn't share my partner with other women. If I am unfortunate enough to meet a flowery man, I will kill the junior first, and then kill the adulterer. ”

Sean wisely didn't answer.

"Ao~~" exclaimed, and the bride threw flowers. Blessed flowers, beautiful flowers, draw a parabola and fall in the direction of Shane. It just fell into Sylvanas's hand, holding flowers, and the female elf looked at Shane with a nonchalant look.

At the beginning of the banquet, Yanying fulfilled his promise, and the wine and food were served non-stop. The Windranger Sentry is a place of hardship, and it is rare to enjoy a delicious meal, and some people began to nickname him "The Generous-Flame Eagle".

After the wedding, Yan Ying honestly worked in the Mage Tower, due to the fact that he was bankrupt and the honeymoon plan could not be implemented. Every night, Sylvanas came to Shane's place, and his steps were much brisker, but after a few days he was a little unhappy.

"The trouble caused by the Flame Eagle has just begun, and today I caught quite a few hawkers outside the sentry post. I can't imagine that there are also people among the elves who want money and don't want to die. I don't know how many people will come over to make money in the future. ”

Sylvanas complained to Shane about what she couldn't talk to her subordinates: "What's even more infuriating is that my rangers will take care of their business. ”

Needless to say, Shane must have a part in knowing his subordinates. People die for money, birds die for food, there are everywhere, as long as the beginning begins, things can't be stopped.

"Maybe we can manage them and let them set up shops in the sentry posts, and we collect the rent and taxes on the land." Shane suggested that all the people at the Windranger Outpost were almost four hundred people combined, and that life problems were not as easy to solve as they were when there were few people.

The situation was reported to Quettalin, and it was recommended that it be passed, and the merchant moved in. They are going to open hotels, blacksmiths, grocery stores. Engineers who serve the Mage Tower take advantage of the opportunity to earn extra money.

"If the population is large, the sentry barrier will be too small" Shane looked down from the mage tower, the small sentry post looked a little crowded. He wrote a letter to the Royal Mage Society, asking for the barrier to be expanded. When I first came, I analyzed the attributes of the barrier with the eye of truth, but to change the barrier for military use to a dual-use one, it is not possible to understand the engineering involved.

During this time of the Royal Mage's Guild's reply, Shane finished reading the knowledge of trolls. Trolls have a time limit for each of their invocation rituals, and if they are well timed, they can meet animal spirits and come into contact with unpolluted divinity.