Ten days later.

The news of the visit of the envoys of the Rasiman Kingdom had spread throughout the streets of the royal city.

In the past, the public did not have any interest in this kind of news of "envoy visits", but as soon as the term "spaceship" came out, this seemingly ordinary state visit instantly became a topic of conversation among countless people.

It stands to reason that the civilians of this world are already familiar with the existence of "magic", "elementals" or "divine arts", and the reaction to "spaceships" should not be so drastic.

But in fact, the "spaceship" has been completely deified by too many "legends" for hundreds of years in people's minds, so that it has a more special meaning.

I don't know how many years ago, this kind of flying vehicle appeared in the mouth of the bard, and their existence is mostly linked to the high elves or some ancient civilizations, whether it is image, function or strategic significance, they have been blown into the sky by these guys who dare to make up - so that in the eyes of many people, the meaning of "spaceship" is even equivalent to "an artifact that can capture the country".

"Three spaceships captured the XX country", "10,000 cannons fired in unison to blow up the orc base camp" and other obscene episodes circulated in the streets and alleys of the unknown version, so when the civilians heard that the "flagship" of the Rasiman envoy was about to arrive at the port, they all showed extremely strong curiosity, and even appeared "10,000 empty alleys to watch" - and as for the previous warnings of "orc invasion" and "border danger", they have gradually forgotten...

However, compared to the numb people, the mages of the Karen Kingdom were in a bad mood at this time.

Because of such a thing as a "spaceship", they can't build it!

The nobles all have high-level mages hired by their own families, and even together with the royal family, they have spent a lot of money to establish several "magic academies", but after nearly a hundred years of development, although magicians have made many magic items that can "float in the air", no one has ever been able to break the weight limit and create a truly usable "flying vehicle"!

There has never been a shortage of struggles in the kingdom of Karen, and the important high-level mages of "air supremacy" naturally know that the idea of "spaceships" has appeared since the founding of Karen State, but no matter how powerful the Magus is, the technical bottleneck is always in front of them - insufficient energy, the effect of the magic circle is not good, the shape and structure are not scientific, etc., the most successful result is just to let a five-meter-long "battleship" fly 100 meters and smash into the sea...

If there is enough money and time, maybe the magicians will be able to solve this problem sooner or later, but most of the mages in the Karen Kingdom are attached to the aristocracy, and they have never dared to have a large organization that is completely independent of the nobles - so when the royal family and nobles have no hope of success, no one will go to the stupid burning of money, so that the research progress of the "spaceship" has gradually stopped, until in the past five years, there have been no mages to mention it again.

However, the appearance of the Rasiman envoy was like a thunderbolt, causing the self-proclaimed powerful mages of the Karen Kingdom to break out in a cold sweat!

"It's all falsehood, it's impossible..."

"Didn't you say it later, the boat didn't fly long before it fell back into the water..."

"In short, you must see their flagship clearly today, I don't believe those rumors!"

The high-ranking mages, who rarely saw each other in the past, gathered in groups and whispered in front of the ornate plaza outside the harbor.

Today, when the envoy representatives were about to arrive, these mages walked out of the magic tower at the request of Charles II, wearing the insignia of each family, taking their proud students or assistants, changing into the most gorgeous robes, equipping the staff with the most violent fluctuations in the elements, and looking at the hazy mist on the sea in the distance with different thoughts...

They were all quite apprehensive in their hearts, and even had an indescribable fear. Because if these foreign mages show their strength stronger than them, it will be a resounding slap in the face to the self-proclaimed "orthodox and powerful" Magic Council of the Karen Kingdom!

The six leading magisters had different faces and stood in different positions. Their presence represents the six "hills" of the kingdom's mage group, and except for those who are reluctant to show their heads, these six people basically represent the highest level of magic and scholarship.

But the royal family apparently trusts the "Rosace Cross" on the surface or the "Pit Viper Cross" in the secret more than the magician. The status of "divine magic" in the kingdom is incomparable to that of mages, which is also an important reason for the small number of mages in the kingdom of Karen - there are only a small number of mages in the port team, and the most conspicuous ones are naturally the team of "rosicrucius" paladins in silver armor and the bishops and priests with solemn faces.

There are also many young generations of aristocrats who came, one by one, they also wore gold and silver to the extreme, and many of them who claimed to be handsome even wore wigs, desperately brushing their sense of existence. The road leading from the port to the Imperial City had been separated by countless soldiers, and the crowds that flocked to the port were so bustling that the unwitting would even regard it as the scene of the Kingdom's celebrations.

"Actually, if you do this, you're already at a disadvantage..."

"Ice Crown" Krounmo squeezed the blue wand in his hand and sighed as if he had closed his eyes.

As the oldest elemental mage of the six magisters, Kron's appearance was no more than fifty years old, his hair was gray, and his eyebrows could vaguely show the handsomeness of his youth, but his actual age was one hundred and three years old, and he had almost watched the kingdom of Karen be founded and grow all the way to this day - and because of this, he was actually a little dissatisfied with Charles II's choice.

However, the status of the Magic Council in the kingdom is not high, and because of the status of the position, the monarch cannot be discussed, so such words can only be heard by the three students beside him.

"Teacher, I think they show off their spell abilities like this, I'm afraid there are also elements of deliberate boasting and exaggeration, if they can really be applied on the battlefield, they will definitely not show it in front of others now. ”

"Not necessarily, Rasiman is far away, and 'aggression' may not be their first choice, so this show of strength is more to express an attitude..."

Two of the three students who spoke were in their forties and fifties, and they looked at the mist that was gradually spreading on the sea, and whispered as they touched their beards. The mage's vision and pattern are naturally different from those of civilians, and these comments are basically on the point, but the female mage next to her who covered her face under the hood has not made a sound, and is silent like a bronze sculpture.

"It's coming! It's coming!"

Within a few minutes, someone suddenly shouted out out of nowhere, and the crowd suddenly fell silent for a moment, and then burst into countless exclamations one after another-

"Oh my God!

"So, is that levitating?!"

Today's sea surface is a little foggy, and the visibility is only about two or three kilometers, so the giant ship that suddenly appears in the field of vision has the feeling of "a giant beast in the sea".

The hull of more than 150 meters long and 40 meters wide is absolutely a complete "giant" in today's era. The huge hull shape is streamlined, and the surface is flashing with dense runes, although the image is bluffing, but what makes countless mages breathe a sigh of relief is... The giant ship didn't float in the air as they thought it would.

But their faces did not improve much because of this, because on the sides and in front and behind the hull, there were six floating hemispherical watchtowers!

They were chained around the ship, more than two carriages wide, and both of them floated in mid-air by magic. Because of the existence of magic ballistas on these "watchtowers", the attack power and vision of the entire ship have been invisibly increased by several percent, and with the defensive runes that can be activated at any time on the "watchtower", I am afraid that the defense power has also been greatly enhanced.

The huge hull and the cruising altitude of nearly 100 meters from the surrounding "watchtowers" are enough to imagine how much pressure this flagship has on the enemy at sea...

The flagship was flanked by four frigates of slightly smaller size. In comparison, their images are completely acceptable, and apart from the magical runes on their hulls, these ships are not much different from the warships of the Cullen Navy.

But even so, the naval commander Droz, who was also present, already had a dead face - his own family knew his own affairs, although Cullen and his neighbors traded with each other at sea, but the construction of warships has never improved, and he has not fought any hard battles except for encircling and suppressing pirates for decades, and if he leads his fleet to meet the enemy in front of him, he has no chance of winning from any angle!

This is a naked show of force!

An inexplicable pressure had spread in the harbor with the appearance of the flagship, and only the unsuspecting civilians were still cheering excitedly at the sight of the floating "watchtower", but whether it was the sect bishop, the magister or the nobles, they all looked up at the floating tower with grim faces.

Among them, there may be only one person who is different.

Standing behind Crohn, Merinthera gently took off her hood and stared meaningfully at the runes below the Floating Tower, a subtle smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Finally... I've come across something interesting. ”

At the same time, inside the city of Elson.

Roddy, who had just returned, sat down in the soft armchair a little tiredly, raised his hand and handed Camilla a roll of parchment: "This is the next deployment arrangement, you see if the current resources can be achieved as best as possible." ”

"Okay. ”

Camilla actually had a lot to say and want to ask, but she knew that now was not the time, so she quickly flipped through the parchment and quickly judged from the perspective of the "Guardian of Elson City":

"The production of charged hedrons is enough to open these buildings, but if it's to deal with an orc invasion, it's really necessary to open something like the 'Floating Tower'... What?"

When her eyes lifted from the scroll, Camilla found that Roddy, who was the lord of the city, had tilted his head to the side, and he was snoring in front of the armchair.

From the battle half a month ago to today, Roddy has hardly been able to sleep more than four hours a day. Setting the strategic direction in Pacaro City, fighting against the crowd in Hollier City and making the final decision with Sally, his spirit is always on high tension. After returning to Elson City, perhaps because of his complete trust in Camilla and the city, Roddy finally couldn't support it, and fell asleep directly because of a moment of relaxation...

The bloody war and irregular diet made Roddy's cheeks thin like a malnourished patient, and the tension of the current situation made him exhausted with a few tufts of gray hair, although he was asleep, but he looked like he was ten years older than before.

Camila's fingers clenched unconsciously, and she was speechless for a while.