Chapter 219: Realm Refining - Secret Harbor and Dolan Gureg
The children's table is much better than Sinlos imagined, and although the first question is indeed a bit tricky, it is not completely unanswerable. After the initial doubts, the children began to answer quickly.
Seeing this, Luciola nodded silently in her heart. Although she was not involved in the problem as a new teacher, she knew the difficulty of the problem. It's nothing for a magician like her, but it's a bit difficult for these little ones who have only been learning for a few months.
But it's a bit surprising that the first question didn't stump the little guys for long. The tall dancers strolled among the children, watching them write hard, and a joy inexplicably rose in their hearts.
This kind of watching children complete difficult challenges is really more joyful than completing them yourself, I really want to have a child of my own, if Harvey, alas.
Just as Luciola was about to sink into the past, a small hand was raised high. Luciola quickly came back to her senses, and after glancing at the names on the test paper, she said to the girl, "Miss Nanorca, what's wrong with you, is there any problem?" β
"Teacher Luciola, Nanorka has finished answering, can I turn in the paper?"
"Submit the papers? So fast? "Could it be that she has been wandering for too long? Luciola was stunned, she looked up at the sun, and saw that the sun had not moved at all, it was still in the same position as before. If you convert that into a specific time, it may be less than five minutes. But looking at Nanoka's serious expression, it didn't look like a fake.
The witch glanced at Nanoka's test paper again, and made sure that all the questions on it were indeed full of Juan Xiu's small print. Only then did he hesitate and nodded: "Okay, Nanoka, you can leave." But don't talk about it, it will affect other people. β
"Hmm!"
Nanoka nodded heavily. After handing the test paper to Luciola, the little one clenched his fists, made a cheering gesture to his sad-faced sister, and left the examination room.
A moment later, Honazel also raised his hand in the air. And until this time, Ling had just finished answering the third question
Although I started learning at almost the same time, and I worked extremely hard, I really can't force talent to do it. Even if it's a genius too. There are still high and low.
The school gods Nanoka and Shunazel had already handed in the papers, and the school bully Waji and Ling began to turn over, while Ellie, who was sitting in the penultimate row by the window, was clutching her golden ponytail with tears in her eyes.
"Woo made two silver coins, lost two silver coins, lost four silver coins, Brother Hermint is a big fool! Why do such strange things! β
The girl with a small circle in her eyes cut off the small pocket around her waist, and poured out a dozen gold coins from it: "Sell it to earn one, it's wrong to buy it back."
Does this count as cheating?
Luciola is somewhat indefinable. But looking at the girl's expression that was about to cry, I decided not to see it. Regardless, Sinloth doesn't rule that gold can't be used instead. And
Ellie who was about to cry was so cute
The little ones' faces are so interesting that they want to go to the scene to see it. But the viscount knew. If she really ran over to watch, not to mention the others, Ellie would be very nervous. The little head, which was already in a state of chaos, would definitely turn into a mess in an instant, and then sure enough. It's better to just sneak a look.
It's a pity, but Cynroth sighs. The viscount blinked, and the golden light in his left eye slowly faded: "Claude, is there anything else to arrange this afternoon?" β
"Yes, sir." The butler smiled and talked about today's itinerary: "The autumn harvest festival has just ended, there are no major activities for this while, the main thing is that the manpower of the autumn harvest is really not enough, the mill has been built, you better go and see it, there are always some doubts about your practice of dividing the whole Desmond into five regions and developing them separately, you better find a time to talk to those village chiefs in person, and the envoy of Venice has already approached me yesterday, I hope to see you, although I have refused, but"
"No, let him die." A shining gold appeared in his black eyes, and the viscount hesitated for a moment, but then said, "Forget it, let him dry him for a day, and let him come to see me tomorrow." β
Yesterday was just angry, after all, governing a party's territory is not a family, and Xinluo decided to meet the envoy in the end. It's just that the contrast between before and after makes Xinlos look a little naΓ―ve, but Claude doesn't care, still smiling and owing: "Your will." β
The envoy of Venice was strange, and if you look at the letter, the attitude of the Duke of Venice should have been quite tough. Either admit it, or prepare to be blocked by the duke's economy and politics. Then, as a special envoy on his behalf, this attitude should be the same. It's just that this envoy is a little too weak now. No, it's not weak. Sinloth is a lord of a land, and the envoy's behavior itself is not wrong, just a normal request for a meeting, but if you cooperate with the content of the letter, it will be very strange.
There might be something greasy in there.
Xinluo thought for a while, but still couldn't guess the key, hesitated for a moment and put it down. In any case, it's not too late to wait until tomorrow to see the messenger before making a decision. If it really doesn't work, at most he will take Aili to the royal capital to cry with His Majesty the Emperor. The viscount considered it for a moment, and then said, "The mill does have to be visited, and I am always a little uneasy not to look at it. Also, about the four satellite cities, you just let them do it, where is all this nonsense? β
The butler didn't argue, but just bowed: "Yes, I'll talk to them." β
When designing Desmond's city plan, Sinlos did divide the whole of Desmond into five districts according to their functions. That is, with Desmond Castle as the center, with four satellite cities. Each satellite city has its own division. The features are different. One is a port, and Crossbell is a mine. And the other two Sinloths have also been arranged, just because of manpower. It has been slow to establish.
Of course, although it is said to be a city, it is now only at the level of a small settlement.
Dividing the various districts of the city into their own functions may be the right thing for modern times. But in this day and age, such a fragmented approach to development is bound to bring a lot of trouble. Not to mention anything else, the already overstretched soldiers are now complaining bitterly when they are patrolling.
It's just that in Sinloth's mind, Desmond would inevitably become the center of Ireland in the future. Urban planning must be completed as early as possible, and there must be enough room for development in order to develop later - this confidence is inexplicable. Probably an inexplicable sense of superiority of a traverser. In a relatively advanced era, I always have an inexplicable confidence in the backward era.
Right and wrong are hard to say right or wrong, but at least that's what Sinloth thinks at the moment. At least he thinks he's right.
"Then let's do it first, if there's nothing else to do, I'll go out first."
"Yes, sir."
Sinlos said he was out, but he remained in the castle. The Viscount opened the wooden door of the cellar and stepped inside. In the cellar at this time, six magicians were whispering around a pile of drawings. And Xanalot was holding the stolen rabbit, nibbling happily.
"What a crazy idea to want to put the whole earth in the leyline, the sun. The power of the wind, the power of water, and the power of the soul are all linked together to turn into magic, not to mention whether it is successful or not. This courage alone is admirable. β
"That's true. This magic array can be said to be perfect, and all the [power], [field], and [soul] have been used perfectly. But enveloping the entire area in a magical circle. It was still too difficult for us, even with the addition of the teacher and Ms. Xanalot. It was unexpectedly possible to see someone outside the Swamp designing such an elaborate and powerful regional magic array. β
"It is indeed difficult to form a formation of the national territory, but it is not necessarily impossible. The designer obviously thought of this as well, using the Bi Tree as the hub and the Demon Realm Flowers blooming everywhere as the vein, connecting a qiΔ together, but Desmond already had a huge Spirit Gathering Array, and now he gathered so much magic power in one go. What should we do with such a huge collection of magical power? She must have an artifact. β
The viscount silently looked away and turned his gaze to the six mages gathered together, pretending that he didn't see the embarrassing great witch. After getting along for a long time, Xinluo naturally knows the character of this great witch. After all, it's an old virgin who has lived for I don't know how many years, and it's strange if she doesn't have a little quirk. Now she just likes to steal things to eat, so let her steal.
Jenny is also pitiful, and every day she has to fight a thief who is destined to be uncaught.
The six mages who gathered together, except for Hermint and Andiel, were all fresh faces. And according to Andiel, these were his disciples. Sinloth didn't know what to call them for a moment, so he just nodded. Fortunately, the mages who were immersed in magic didn't pay much attention to it, but just nodded at him as well.
What are they looking at, so seriously? What did Nanoka come up with again?
Yes, it's them. Andiel, this bastard, just accept disciples, the four disciples are all women! Although they can't see their faces clearly because of the cloaks, the girls' crisp voices can't be hidden. No wonder Hermint always looked at Andil strangely. Mr. Remore has always been so keen to help Sinloth, in addition to trying to do his best to become a teacher, I am afraid that taking in some beautiful and lovely female apprentices like Andil is also one of the reasons.
After a long time, Andiel breathed a sigh of relief and put the drawings back on the table. The other mages did the same, shaking their heads or sighing, coming back to their senses from the world of magic.
"Nanoka is really a genius, although she is only eight years old, but this knowledge and courage have surpassed most magicians." Andiel sighed and said to his brother, "Sinloth, let her go to the Swamp if she has time, it will be a very beneficial thing for both the Swamp and herself." β
"Well, I will."
It's not the first time I've heard the name Swamp from a magician's mouth. According to the mages, the Swamp was supposed to be where their school was located. The vast majority of magicians are sent there for an initial education in magic. As for the future development, it all depends on personal experiences and ideas. If you have the chance. It's good to take Nanoka with you.
"By the way, let me introduce you." As a magician, Andiel naturally has the common problems of magicians. When faced with new magic, it's always easy to immerse yourself in it. It was only then that Andiel remembered to introduce his disciples to his younger brother.
"Sinloth, let me introduce you, this is my student Gellert. Grindelwald, Novartis, Kenneth. Al Meloy. Aqipolud, Joassim. Jonta. This is my brother, Sinloth. Fandro. β
For the terrifying reflex speed of the old brother, Cynlos was really speechless. But the four girls aren't neurotic magicians who don't know anything. It was just now, but now that the teacher has begun to introduce himself, he has stepped forward to introduce himself.
"Gellert. Grindelwald, majoring in necromancy, is a pleasure to meet you. β
"Novartis, the master of alchemy, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Kenneth. Al Meloy. Achipolod, majoring in sΓ©ance, summoning, and alchemy, is a pleasure to meet you. β
"Joassim. Jonta. Majoring in neurology and medicine, and glad to meet you. β
Human energy is limited, and students generally only follow a teacher who is proficient in a certain school according to their own talent and will. However, this rule obviously does not apply to the Andes. The specializations of these four are completely different.
Miss Jona, you're a doctor at all, aren't you?
Among the eight schools, there are no two schools of neurology and medicine that are very familiar to Sinlos, but there are many more neuropaths among the magicians. There's no rule that you can't learn this kind of magic. It's just that Sinloth is curious about what it will be like for a magician who specializes in medicine and neurology to cast a spell?
No matter what you think in your heart. Sinloth still immediately returned the favor. And saying hello to each other counts as after getting to know each other. The magicians wasted not the slightest moment. Shifted the conversation to business.
"Sinloth, you said two days ago that you wanted to build an underground port for Tirpitz, right?"
"Yes, exactly. Brother, is there any problem? If it's too difficult"
In any case, it is a mistake of youth, but men always have to have the courage to take mistakes. Since they have already given rings to others, they must at least be responsible for it to the end. That little guy at Tirpitz wants to see him often, so get her an underground port.
"No, nothing, just wanted to double-check. Originally, it was not difficult to build an underground port, but when I saw the land of Nanorka being refined, I had a new idea. Andiel raised the magic array in his hand and said to his brother, "According to Nanorca's idea, this place may be transformed into an underground fortress. Underground ports are also included, so the project can be huge. And whether it succeeds or not, the land beneath Desmond Castle will be hollowed out, and of course, I won't let Desmond Castle fall. β
What the hell did Nanoka come up with, and how did it become an underground fortress?
Xinluos made up for it, Andiel dug a pit under the castle, and then because he hollowed out the foundation of the castle, he said with a sneer: "I believe in my brother's strength, and I will listen to you." β
"That's good." The brother's trust seemed to make Andiel very happy, and there was a rare smile in his indifferent eyes. Andiel stretched out his finger, his pale finger pointing to a point on the magic array and said, "Then let's start here, Sinloth." We can't always call it an underground fortress in the future, so you should give this fortress a name. β
"Name?" As a lord, it's normal to come up with a name for the territory under your rule. But this is still a bit of pressure on Xin Luos, whose naming level is still stuck in Zhang San, Li Siwang, and Ermazi. The viscount thought about it, and finally came up with a bad name: "Since it is a fortress, then simply call it Dolan Gureg." As for the port, let's just call it Mi Harbor. β
Dolan Gureig, which is the Irish word for fort. As for the secret port, it is obvious that it is an abbreviation of the secret port, and the level of the name of Sinloth can be seen.
"Dolan Gureig? It's good. Well, guys, let's get started today! Start building Dolan Gureg! (To be continued......)
ps: According to my urine nature, 100w will definitely not reach the third year, and continue to accelerate the plot!