The little guy ......, but at this time he suddenly heard the voice of Otares in his heart, "I've always wanted to ask, is the little silver elf girl who followed you an elf royalty?" ”

"Lord Ottales, Métisa, she's a royal family, what's wrong?" Brando replied. To read the latest chapters, please lock the biquge.info of Aishang Novels

"It's nothing, she looks a little familiar, a lot like an acquaintance of mine, but I don't think it's likely, probably her descendant," Ortales replied with a shake of her head, "but if she's a royal family, then your problem is not a problem." ”

"Why?"

"One of the silver legacies of the Silver Elves is the Elemental Transmission Technique, and the royal family is even more determined to master this technique." Otares replied, and fell silent.

I see, Brando realized, he raised his head and looked at Medisa curiously: "Will you, Metisa?" ”

The Silver Elf Maiden nodded slightly.

"Okay, this problem is solved" Brando knew that this was actually one of the two most difficult difficulties of the Elemental Furnace, and solving this problem could be said to solve half of the problem, or even more than half of the problem, but he still asked, "What about how to transform these fire elements into continuous flames?" As far as I can tell, most of the alchemy enlightenment circles nowadays are instantaneous, and the Elemental Furnace needs to be continuously inspired."

"Is there no way to solve it?" The brow that had just been raised sank again, and he said with a little distress, "It doesn't seem to be very difficult. ”

"Of course it's difficult, it's very demanding of solidity.

But fortunately, there is no alternative way, one is to strengthen the circle, but this will affect the output effect. The second is to use better circle materials, which will increase the cost. ”

Brando thought for a moment, and the miniaturized Elemental Furnace could use the Reinforcement Circle. The cost of large-scale is slightly higher, and it seems that it can also be connected, anyway, the wool is out of the sheep.

Although this was difficult, he thought that he had Tamar in his hand, and it must be no problem to hand it over to the alchemist master.

He shook his head away from the question: "Well, it's better to have an alternative than nothing." Let's move on to the next question, what about the mana transmitter and core? ”

"I can find a way to get some cores," Beru glanced at him, and for the first time the old man said with some stumbling words, "I should have some acquaintances in Ampesel, in Kolkova, and Sifah, and I can probably ask them to get me some, but the largest ones are not expected." ”

"Medium is enough!" Brando replied that Antitina, the magic channeling device, had an original design that could barely be used, and that it was rarer than the magic core, and was almost entirely accused of being in the hands of the royal family and the great nobles.

However, he glanced at the master smith with some surprise, this was the first time he had offered to use his network, and it seemed that this thing was really not ordinary for the old man's appeal.

But what really surprised Brando was that the network of nobles, especially a master like Berau, was a big net, and it would be good news if it could be used by him.

He couldn't help but ask tentatively, "In that case, why don't you ask them to get some people for us, aren't you short of manpower, Master Bailu?"

The old man glared at him: "Do you want to drag more people into the water?" I don't care about others, but don't think about beating my ideaThe people I know are either kings or my students, I don't want them to get on the thief ship! ”

"No, no, no, you're mistaken" Brando was not discouraged, and continued to persuade: "Whether it's the royal party or us, we're all in the same boat now, and we're all doing things for Her Royal Highness the princess, aren't we?" ”

Beru snorted, although he didn't quite believe the other party's words, but he thought that Brando's resonance with the Lionheart Sword was a little relieved: "But I have promised to serve you, young man, as for my students, I have no right to interfere with their choices, let alone the king's party." ”

"I didn't let you interfere with their choices, Master Beru," Brando quickly sighed and shook his head, "I'm not trying to force them to serve me, you can also help us a little, people have to learn to be flexible!" ”

"You see, this is not much different from helping us, smuggling, in essence, they are all working for Her Royal Highness the Princess, and they are also paying to recover the glory that Eru has lost!"

"The most important thing is that we will pay for this, and we will definitely not let your students suffer, Master Berau, this is a win-win deal,"

Brando, while following the temptation, drew a beautiful pie for Berlot.

Of course, this action fell into the eyes of Akane and Metisa, and they couldn't help but laugh, because this young lord was very much like the devil one who came from the scorching hell and caused people to fall. Belly honey sword, the same bad heart.

They looked at Master Berau, who was stunned by Brando's sore feet because he was caught, and then at Brando, but the young lord quietly turned his head and glared at them, lest the two ladies really laugh out loud and destroy the seal.

At this time, Brando couldn't help but think in his heart that he had only been the head of the game for a few years, and he had already developed this ability to draw pies, but this was still a small amount compared to the managers of large and small enterprises in his world.

He wants those guys to cross over, and it is estimated that he will be able to establish a large-scale multinational fraud organization, no, it should be a large-scale multinational enterprise~ No, it is a large-scale multinational religious institution!

And presumably it will not be inferior to the Temple of the Queen of the Wind or the Temple of Fire.

Brando's mind was still spinning around with these nonsensical thoughts as he made a promise to Berru. And this master court craftsman of Eruin seemed to be really moved by his words in the end, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Well, what else do you need, my lord?" ”

"Ahh ”

"People!?" Beru was startled, and he glared at Brando in surprise: "You, you want me to do human trafficking?" You are crazy? Eruin is a ban on human trafficking"

However, he was a little unconfident, because in fact, in many underground black markets in Eruin, the nobles were also engaged in this kind of dirty business, which was an open secret.

But at least the young lord was not such a person in his heart, and although Beru had always disdained Brando's somewhat idealistic integrity, as a young man and not a lord, he still admired this character in the other party.

Brando frowned and shook his head: "What are you talking about, what kind of human trafficking, this is too dirty!" Mr. Berau, don't bring the bad habits of the old nobles into my domain."

Berlu didn't choke on it, he stared at Brando angrily, thinking to himself, didn't you bring it up first? You say you want people, but it seems that there is no other way to get more people than to buy and sell people.

"And what do you mean, my lord?" The old man asked angrily.

Brando nodded.

"Well, do you know about the War of the Black Roses?" He asked.

"What's that?"

"That's ......"

Brando was suddenly stunned, because he remembered that at this time, it seemed that the official name of this war had not yet been uniformly named, and as for the War of the Black Roses, there was still no such thing.

So he immediately coughed, and changed his words without a trace: "I mean just ended that war."

"You mean the invasion of Madara?" Beru thought for a moment and said with some puzzlement: "But what does that have to do with that Rausch Black Rose War?" ”

The young man's face turned red for the first time, but he couldn't help but have black lines on his head, thinking to himself, can this damn old man not want which pot not to mention.

However, he was thinking about how to perfunctory this embarrassing situation, but at this time Akane whispered, "I heard that Madara is called the Black Rose of Bramanto, and I think this is what the lord said. ”

The old man nodded suddenly: "This makes some sense, so I think the chronicler may also be named like this, so what?" ”

Brando just wanted to hug Akane and kiss her at this time~ If it weren't for the fear of being sorry for little Roman. However, he still gave up this delusion, coughed lightly and continued: "The War of the Black Roses seems to be the biggest war Eruin has experienced since the November War, but it is not true, since the royal family has lost its binding power on the region, the nobles have been fighting each other every year, and it is not a matter of day that this ancient kingdom has been in deep suffering. ”

Brando was talking about the truth about Eruin in the past twenty years, and everyone present was deeply touched and nodded in unison.

"Master Beru, do you know the group of refugees who are now in Mintai?" The young lord asked again.

"Of course, some of my men came from that group of refugees." Beru was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted, and he looked at Brando in some surprise: "My lord, you mean ......, refugee?" ”

Brando nodded, the years of war had created a large number of homeless refugees, who were either dependent on powerful lords and became tenant farmers and lords with no personal freedom, or they had no food and clothing, and no permanent residence.

Although there is no detailed statistics, he believes that in this era of Eruin, both in the north and in the south, there are a large number of people who are troubled by such difficult lives.

It's very simple to attract these people, a full meal, a yearning for a better life, is enough to make them come to Tonigel.

And all he wanted to offer was to give them a way to get there.

However, after his initial surprise, Bai Lu quickly calmed down, and he reminded: "My lord, these refugees may be true, but most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, or women, children, and children, and the strong labor force is valuable in any eye, I am afraid that such a good thing will not be your turn to be an adult"! ~！