Half a month has passed.

Wren has to go back and forth between the castle and the Kongo Peak Canyon every day, the main structure of the fortress has been almost built, and the martial arts training ground, dormitory building, playground, shooting range, sentry post, etc. have begun to see scale, and the teleportation hall built inside the mountain has also been excavated hundreds of meters deep.

All of this was done by the dwarves with enchanted tools and spells, and the construction method was completely different from the previous life, which was an eye-opener for Wren.

The chief stonemason, Brestein, was definitely a master builder second to none, and whenever Wren asked for something, he quickly got a satisfactory result, so he didn't have to worry too much.

The progress of the project was even faster than expected.

It's no wonder that Bremet dared to pack tickets before, and he didn't charge money for three months without completing the work, and it was expected to be over in just over two months.

As an employer, the only thing Wren needs to do is pay and rest assured.

Before the construction of Kongo Fort, the ultramarines could only temporarily train in the castle, and Wren divided the sixty ultramarines into five detachments, each team of twelve people, named in order from the first detachment to the fifth detachment, each detachment has a captain and a mentor.

The three legends of Sicarius, Otto, and Tyrion became the captains of the first, second, and third detachments respectively.

The captain of the fourth detachment, Wren handed it over to Cronouan.

After careful consideration of the position of the last captain, Wren chose Groon, an extreme warrior who was one of the thirteen people who originally followed him, second only to the three legends in strength.

The captain is easy to choose, but the mentor is more difficult to choose.

In fact, when he was in Astarte, Wren had already begun to investigate secretly.

The first principle of being a mentor is definitely loyalty, loyalty to the original body. Each of the Ultramarines was hand-picked by Wren, and their loyalty was fine, but several of them were more loyal, even to the point of faith.

Wren is not a god, has no divinity, and cannot sense other people's beliefs in him, let alone ignite a divine fire to transform the power of faith.

However, he has soul eyes and can easily discern the emotional states of Ultramarines.

More than ten of the sixty Ultramarines were as loyal to him as they believed in Gilliman, and he selected five Ultramarines who could read and write and have a deep understanding of their own instructions, and appointed them as mentors for each detachment.

Then, set aside an hour each day to teach the instructors.

The content of the course, Wren's mobile phone library has five volumes of "Compendium of Dragon Slaying" brought by the previous life, from which the content suitable for development in Alrenus is selected, including organizational construction, discipline, psychological thoughts, life style and other aspects, after a review and revision, moderately taught to them.

These five extreme warriors were still a little dazed at first, but after Wren's tireless explanation, they gradually understood.

Then practical work began in the detachment, and in just a few days, the mental outlook of the extreme fighters improved slightly.

The change in discipline is most noticeable.

The ultramarines are all barbarians, most of them are illiterate, and they do not speak imperial Chinese, they can only be called "boss", if it is not for the symbiotic relationship, they will not understand Wren's orders.

In essence, they are just a bunch of illiterate people with brute strength who don't understand anything but fighting.

The instructors taught them to read and write, got rid of some bad problems in life, supervised training, did psychological communication during rest, channeled emotions, and held regular long-term talks and exchange meetings with the detachment as a unit to promote the relationship between brothers and comrades-in-arms.

Of course, the mentors will repeatedly emphasize that the current strength, privileged life, prestige and glory are all given by the boss Rennes.

Without the boss, there would be none of this.

Loyalty is not absolute, absolutely disloyal.

Wren himself will also be involved, often communicating with the Ultramarines alone.

With the eye of the soul and the symbiotic relationship, he can easily grasp the psychological state of the extreme warriors, and often a few words of concern can greatly bring the relationship closer, so that the extreme warriors are grateful, dead on the ground, and their loyalty is on the next level.

Compared with the army admired by all generations in the previous life, these achievements are very superficial, because they do not involve theory, and they are still very backward in terms of ideological consciousness.

Wren has only transformed the shell, and the core of the Ultramarines is still a feudal armed force, which has nothing to do with the people.

But Wren was already satisfied.

After all, this is a world ruled by extraordinary forces, and the social conditions and class relations are different from those in the previous life, so they cannot be copied from all of them, and they do not have the courage and ability to "dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky".

In the past half a month, Wren has only existed with Osiliea two or three times.

The Iridescent Dragon Mage was almost completely immersed in the study of magic, working day and night to train spells, improve spellcasting techniques, and began to dabble in psychic spells, working part-time as a psyker as an Arcanist.

There was even a time when she was doing errands with Wren and was distracted and a little absent-minded.

This made Wren cry and laugh, and he was also a little depressed.

Having not forgotten his promise to Viola, he flew to Winterbolt City on a fiery dragon alone, and landed in Winterbolt Castle after a full night of flight.

However, it was Abigail, the housekeeper, who came out of the castle to greet her, and Viola was not there.

"Your Excellency, welcome back to Winterbolt Castle. ”

Wren jumped off the wyvern, his eyes swept over the onlookers of servants and the Silver Knight guards, and asked, "Viola, isn't she at home?"

"The Countess has gone to Northriel. Abigail replied respectfully.

"Northriel ......" Wren raised an eyebrow.

This is the capital of the Orion Empire, the largest city in the world, and probably not one of them, which he has never been to as an Imperial Councilor.

Abigail said in a low voice: "Before leaving, the countess instructed that she had prepared the materials for the construction of the teleportation array, and the Earl could use them at will, and when she returned from Northriel, she would go to Mordu to meet the Earl immediately." ”

"Okay, you take me. ”

Wren nodded, and followed Abigail into Winterbolt Castle.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were no outsiders around, he asked, "What is Viola going to Nosriel for?

"Yes and no. Abigail led the way, only half a step ahead of Wren, keeping a steady distance, and replied sideways: "Your Excellency gave the countess the camera technology, and after the first batch of finished products were made, she presented it to the long-haired lady through a prayer ceremony, and he gave an oracle to the countess to bring the camera and the gramophone to Nosriel, where she was going to set up a factory and a sales channel." ”

Wren paused and said in surprise: "The oracle of the long-haired lady ......"

"Yes. Abigail nodded solemnly.

Wren immediately thought that the headquarters of the Lady of Longhair's church, the Church of Goodness, was in the capital city of Northriel, and that he had issued an oracle to send his Chosen One, Viola, to it.

Was he ready to put Viola on the papal throne ahead of time?

Or are you going to move the headquarters of the Good Faith Church to Winterbolt City?

This is by no means impossible, the gramophone and the camera, the two great killers that spread the faith of the long-haired lady, are produced in the city of winter, and within a few years, the city will become a holy place for all musicians and artists in the world, and the relocation of the church headquarters is almost an inevitable result.

The power of the Church of Good Faith among many churches is weak, far less than the three gods of the empire, but it is also very wide-ranging, even with the support of the gods, it is very difficult to suppress the scene with Viola's strength.

I hope the long-haired lady doesn't have to be in such a hurry and gives Viola a little more time.

This is an internal matter of the church, and it is difficult for me to interfere with it.

Wren thought worriedly.

Soon, Abigail led Wren into the underground of the castle, a large room guarded by a silver-armored knight, and a large amount of alchemy materials were already prepared in the corner.

Abigail walked away from the guards and said, "Your Excellency, please let me know if the materials are not enough, and send them from the city immediately." ”

Wren checked, "That should be enough." ”

He didn't delay, and immediately began to build a teleportation array, Abigail didn't dare to disturb, and personally delivered food and drinks before withdrawing.

Boxes of alchemical materials were poured out and spread out in the room.

This is the third time Wren has built a teleportation array, using activated metal, he quickly shaped the Mithril alloy ingot into a Mithril plate, laid the base of the teleportation array on the ground, and then carved runes little by little, mixed with other materials, and carried out repeated tests and adjustments.

By the time the last step was to inlay the Aoneng crystal and complete the coordinate docking, it was already more than ten hours later.

The teleportation array was small, less than ten meters in diameter, and consumed less energy, which Wren had considered when he gave Viola a list of materials.

Wren made a teleportation rune and gave it to Abigail, "Keep it and give it to Viola when she returns." ”

"Okay. Abigail bowed and said, "Thank you, Lord Earl." ”

Wren couldn't help but glance at the housekeeper, she was one of the first people he knew in Longsander, and it can be said that she watched herself grow step by step, but since becoming the Earl of Glamorgan, she has become more and more respectful and unfamiliar, and the relationship is far less intimate and comfortable than living in Viola's manor.

Every time she returned to Winterbolt, she always referred to herself as the Count, or Your Lord.

Wren sighed secretly.

In fact, he would prefer to hear Abigail call his name, but he also knows that this concept of dignity and inferiority is deeply rooted and cannot be changed by himself in a sentence or two.

Abigail is a transcendent, the earl's butler, and his status is much higher than that of ordinary people.

She is like this, let alone ordinary people.

Wren thought of his family in Lonzand, and since he left, he hadn't gone back to see them, even if he passed by Winter Thunder City a few times, and he didn't think about stopping by to visit them.

The family did not take the initiative to visit Modu, and apparently, they shared Abigail's concerns.

"I'll talk about that later. ”

Wren put aside his thoughts, went out to collect the fire dragon into the taming space, returned to the underground, and triggered the solo teleportation of the teleportation array under Abigail's congratulatory gaze.

In the blink of an eye, he crossed the space and returned to Modu.

After closing the docking window of the teleportation array, Wren walked out of the teleportation hall, called the first detachment of Sicarius, and left the castle for the public teleportation array in the city of Mordo.