"I'm not happy at all because this damn kobold armor was pulled into the Mobile Fortress project!"

Outside the Tiger Jar Fortress, Stark Tollin, who came to report, complained to an old friend: "Anyone who sees me in the future will say, you're the one who armed the kobolds, is that a good reputation?"

Alan said regretfully: "This is a secret project of the Intelligence Bureau, and it is impossible for others to know about it." ”

Stark's voice raised: "Even the authorship is gone, isn't that even more bastard?"

Then he sighed, "Okay, I'll move my belongings as soon as possible, and the staff will have to be expanded." Puppet Specialists, Weapons Specialists, Energy Specialists, and Calculation Magies, and I'm struggling to support the original Legion Armament Project ......."

He hugged Alan very hard: "So, thank you." ”

Alan patted Stark on the back and said, "Who told you not to give up, you didn't want to join the 596 Project with me before." ”

Stark said disdainfully: "That kind of logistics support thing is not interesting at all. ”

Alan smiled and changed the subject, saying, "Be careful when you report to Chief Chef Herizal, he is very dissatisfied with your clamping project." ”

Stark's disdain was even stronger: "I haven't seen that guy in a good mood." ”

After dealing with Herizal, Stark's team of only a few kittens and a few turtle carts arrived with all his belongings, and then he received the additional manpower.

Still in the empty laboratory, looking at a young man who was very strong and did not look like a magician, Stark asked in surprise, "Is it only you?" are you...... Calculation mage, what more puppet specialists, weapons specialists, and energy specialists?"

"My name is Catamun, a Level 3 Magician," Katamon said in a sympathetic tone, "I'm indeed a Computing Mage, but I originally worked at the Vehicle Research Institute, and you should know that the Turtle Car is a kind of puppet, so I'm a puppet expert." At the same time, I spent time at the Magic Cannon Research Institute, participated in the Battle of Valentine, and of course was a weapons expert. As for energy...... I know that a four-legged turtle car consumes 1.2 liters of fuel per 100 kilometers, which is enough for me to be considered an expert. ”

Stark scolded, "What kind of expert is this! I knew that Harizal bastard was going to wear my little shoes! When I saw him just now, his face looked like he was being pressed in his shit!"

"It shouldn't have anything to do with him", Katamun sighed, "I'm afraid there are not a few experts on the Godfall Plateau who have nothing to do and are waiting to be recruited, and yesterday a few magicians who can only use fireball magic were recruited into the Super Magic Cannon project, saying that they are human flesh experimenters who study the fireball stacking effect." I only chose to join your project because the supercomputer institute made a better calculator and no longer had to be maintained and taught. ”

"What then?"

Stark scratched his head: "The top asked me to come up with a plan in ten days." ”

Katamon said, "Don't worry too much, Lady Iwen Tiwan will help a lot." ”

Stark was puzzled: "Lady Ewen Tiwan, what kind of permission did you give us to the puppet just now, and what does she know?"

One is with Youzan...... No, the puppet that was similar to Youzan before rolled into the laboratory, with the word INV0395 printed on her body, and her semi-round head projected a delicate girl's face, and she said in a familiar tone: "Hello everyone, we have already met." Since this project is short on time, let's start now. ”

The puppet projected a number of concept art and a stereoscopic image of the kobold, and Stark rubbed his nose and muttered, "Am I still in charge of this project?"

..................

In the southwest of the kingdom of Kist, in the mountains and valleys, the castle was surrounded by scaffolding, and the agents of the intelligence bureau who pretended to be slaves were weak and perfunctory. In a pigsty-like area fenced off outside the castle, Rezlin was lecturing his kobold servants.

"Googa, if you don't take a bath every day, don't dress well, rub in the mud on the ground or even eat, you can whip it with the whip I gave you!"

"If you smoke and commit, you tell me, I'll deal with it like I do now!"

Behind Rezlin lay a few kobolds, no longer breathing, and their bodies were covered in scorched black marks, which he had slashed with lightning.

The kobolds crawled on the ground and called, and the female dog-headed dog who led the dog had tears in her eyes, and she screamed bitterly.

These kobolds have been kneaded into a clan by Rezling, and the lead Gollum is a second-level priest who has become the leader of the clan.

Although Gollum's level is only one level lower than Rezlin's, the level of supernatural power only represents the level of spells that can be used, regardless of the strength of the power. So in front of Rezlin, she is still an incomparably weak existence.

Rezling wants to train the kobold into warriors so that they can deal with the above, of course, it is not enough to just put on a pair of armor for them, but also to make the count realize that the kobold warriors he has trained are different, which naturally starts with changing the habits of the kobold who are dirty and smelly and even eat everywhere like dogs.

"Rezling, you're not thinking the right thing. ”

A low voice sounded in Reislin's ears, he was not frightened, it was the white mouse that was invisible and muttering beside him.

"Even if you are a dog tamer, you have done the wrong thing to draw a stick, and if you do the right thing to give meat, let alone a wise kobold? ”

The white mouse said leisurely that he was just bored and slipped over to see how Rezlin trained the kobold. In his eyes, although these kobolds are not as evil as the spirit sucking monsters and shapeshifters, they are not a race that can be classified as "mortals". Rezlin can avoid sacrificing civilians by training kobold warriors, which is a good deal.

However, according to Reislin's training, even if the object is a dog, it is a little unbearable, and the kobold's words aroused his sympathy even more, and he couldn't help but ask Rezlin for advice.

Rezlin said that if you eat meat, you have to spend money, can you be reimbursed?

Of course, he didn't dare to say it, and smiled respectfully: "Yes, yes, I'll change it." ”

He coughed and said to Gollum in kobold language, "If anyone can stick to it for a day without breaking the rules, reward a piece of jerky!"

Grunt was overjoyed, Puffy kowtowed, and then shouted to everyone, more than a hundred kobolds screamed, and many of them were excited to throw themselves on the ground and roll on the ground, so frightened that Grunt rushed over and whipped it with a leather whip with thorns.

"Come on ......"

The white mouse coughed in embarrassment and patted Rezlin on the shoulder.

Rezlin was stroking his forehead in distress, and the voice of the white mouse sounded again: "There is a plan from the rear, you can try to do it first." ”

What good news! Rezlin got up and suddenly felt that it was not a terrible thing to lean against the big tree of the Fei Gong. It was only four or five days before he came up with a design scheme for the "kobold armor".

"Using the rice field puppet as a prototype, using the most rudimentary black iron and copper, stuffing a cockpit into the chest cavity below the neck, and using the way the magic turtle car operates, so that you don't have to use expensive nuclear crystals. Add a Finney Magic Gun to the puppet's arm, and make some improvements to the activation and ammunition feeding device, so that it only costs 30 gold bushels, so that the kobold can become a magic spearman, and have the courage to go into battle......"

After reading the blueprints, Reislin was satisfied, this was exactly what he wanted! Although it was not the tall and mighty armor he imagined, it looked rudimentary, but it was something to contribute, and each thirty gold bushels already made him very painful.

It's just that I'm a puppet prisoner now, and I'm still thinking about what to do with the gold bushels.

Rezlin's mood went bad again, and when he saw that the management of kobolds was mentioned in the explanation, he had even more headaches. Even if the Count was willing to accept this kind of kobold warrior, he would not have the leisure to take care of this kobold army.

Unless he can transform the kobold into a clean, tidy and obedient man......

The mouse's suggestion flashed through his mind again, and Rezlin rubbed his brow and thought that in addition to jerky, what other benefits could be used as sweetness on the kobold.

Looking at the kobolds who were spreading joy everywhere in the iron circle and peeing all over the ground, Rezling's heart suddenly moved.

What if they were to believe in a god who advocated cleanliness and paid attention to hygiene? Isn't there five stresses and four beauties in the teachings preached by Lady Crimson to ordinary believers? During the War of the Dead, the Fei Gong was extremely dissatisfied with the sanitary conditions in the Fallen Pagoda area, and even the noble witch Her Royal Highness personally picked up dung to change their living habits, which shows that in Lady Crimson's faith, cleanliness and rules are very important.

How about trying to get kobolds to believe in the Crimson Lady?

Rezlin had the bold idea that the rats would be interested and willing to work on it, and that would make it easier for themselves.

Outside the valley rang out the sound of an ox, the first deal that Lavelle had made on his behalf, not only civilian slaves, but also kobolds.

Civilian slaves will leave the Kobold via the teleportation circle below the castle, and the kobolds will remain as resources for the Kobold Warrior project.

Seeing the rats emerge from the air and greet them with the agents, Rezling changed his mind again.

Now Lavelle is taking over the channels of various merchants and intelligence dealers before him, and in the future, he will operate around the kingdom of Kster under his own guise, in short, he is now a puppet.

If you hand over the matter of training kobolds, your value to Fei Gong will only be a cover for the earl, which is not good.

"Since Lady Crimson's teachings are uninfallible, wouldn't it be better to take some fragments and piece them together into a faith to teach kobolds?"

Reislin's heart beat involuntarily, and he felt that this was really a good idea.

..................

Outside the Holy Light Castle, several spider cars changed color on the outside, and for a moment they were like the surface environment, and they couldn't be seen at all if they didn't get closer.

The spider cart approached the Holy Light Fort along the depression, came to a place a hundred or even dozens of meters in front of the fort wall, and released its own scouts.

"The armament is the same as yesterday, there is no change, so let's fire. ”

More than ten kilometers to the south, Wilson crouched in the command post and used the Legion terminal to issue orders to the magic cannon unit.

A moment later, several large red fireballs rose from the left and right, pulling long traces of smoke and flying towards the Holy Light Fort to the north.

Wilson muttered, "I wonder how that former subordinate will react?"

In the early morning, in front of the royal palace, a group of corpses were refreshed, hanging high on the gallows, many of them were richly dressed nobles or wealthy people, and it seemed that the rule of King Belino was much more stable.

In the royal hall, Belino, who exuded a violent atmosphere, sat high on the throne decorated with various swords, and impatiently said to the ministers below who had just crawled out of the bed and were still full of worry: "Tell me, what does that madman from Richie Prell want to do?"

If Li Qi was at the scene, he would have felt honored to hear that he was called a madman by the "Mad King". In fact, the reason why Belino gave him this title was because he did not attend the coronation of the empress and was deprived of his title and fief.

Neither Belino nor his ministers guessed the intentions of Richie's move, and after pondering for a long time, they only came to the conclusion that "this guy has a sick brain".

"I think it's very simple," said the Prime Minister, "and with Rich's power, he wants Fort Light, but it's just a matter of effort." But in the face of His Majesty's army, he is no opponent at all, and we know this very well, and he should also be self-aware. ”

The other ministers chimed in, extolling King Belino's might.

Belino tugged at the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, urging: "Tell the point!"

"The point is to connect his relationship with Theresia to speculate on his intentions. There had been a rift in his relationship with Theresia, and the territory he had managed on the Fallen Plateau was in danger of being stripped away. For this he needs to make a gesture to Theresia, who has been tasked with attacking Exoka by our kingdom of Koster until the Empress captures Valentine and Exoka is destroyed by Romlås. ”

"Yes, he shelled the Holy Light Castle only to make a gesture to Theresia and emphasize that he would not turn against the Empress and was willing to take on the original mission. ”

Many of the ministers nodded their heads, saying that it was no big deal, and Richie didn't dare to really enter the kster.

These ministers were naturally doves, and their attitude immediately aroused the discontent of the hawks.

"So we'll tolerate that guy blaspheming the dignity of the Kingdom of Chestter and challenging His Majesty's authority!?"

"There are only two or three hundred thousand people on Li Qi's side, and our army can use them as a test stone first!"

"Break into Beta City and capture Aurora alive!"

Under the throne, the white-haired but very energetic old man exchanged glances with the young man beside him, and the two of them looked at the halfling opposite at the same time, and some kind of indescribable tacit understanding circulated in the three gazes.

"Vic, tell me", Belino didn't care about the doves and hawks, but asked his chief attendant.

The white-haired old man Vic, of course, was obviously not a Sir but a Marquis, coughed and said respectfully: "Your Majesty's strength does not need to be spent on the barren land of the Divine Fall Plateau......

The hawks clamored and the doves applauded.

"But it is also intolerable for that guy Richie Prell to take advantage of His Majesty's tolerance and mercy......"

The doves are clamoring, and the hawks are applauding.

Vic continued: "I believe that without using the direct forces of His Majesty, he will be able to teach him a heavy lesson. ”

For a while, the hawks were gearing up to seize this opportunity.

"Of course, you have to be cautious when you choose people, after all, Richie Prell is not an easy character to deal with. ”

Vic shut up, determined not to say a word more.

"That's right, Vic!"

Belino said approvingly: "My army, there is no need to waste a single soldier in that kind of place, just leave it to those who come to serve me, just to test their loyalty and ability, as for the specific candidates, I will seriously consider them." ”

His tone turned cold: "Anyway, Richie Prell...... He will pay an unbearable price for such an arrogant act!"

"I also know that the doubts in everyone's hearts have burned their hearts and chests to the core, and they want to know where my army will point." ”

He stood up, and his body, which had been transformed by divine power, was more than two meters, and he looked extremely tall and mighty.

The air around his body shimmered and distorted, and Belino's voice was mixed with inhuman reverberations, buzzing like thunder: "Now I can tell you that my goal is the whole world!