Pharmaceutic, which does not belong to this world, indirectly caused the birth of an elven kingdom, so what kind of changes can secret literature, which is more mysterious than medicine, bring to this world?

Charles is looking forward to it.

So he stopped studying the production of potions that had fallen into a bottleneck for the time being, and began to concentrate on the art of iron-making.

The energetic Charles is very hardworking, and a few blacksmiths sent by the dwarves are pleased with this, but His Majesty's affairs are helpless.

Big things and small things are completely ignored, and the one who shakes his hands is called a righteous one.

If this is the case because the king likes to play in the mountains and rivers and does not like "work", then it is understandable, but what is it about you going around the blacksmith furnace all day long?

This situation is incomprehensible to the Nando elves, who are full of salted fish, and even the new Sinda and even the Noldor elves are quite surprised.

In their minds, this prestigious young elven king should be at the age of high spirits or sharp edges, but now that he looks at it, he is actually the same as the dwarves in the mountains?

"No wonder the dwarves have a good relationship with him." Many elves murmured so secretly.

Dwarves are known to have strange personalities and are obsessed with iron mining.

A Sinda scholar once spent more than a hundred years in the mountains observing the living customs of the dwarves, and came to a conclusion that surprised the elves - less than a third of all the dwarves formed families!

Many female dwarves and even male dwarves are not keen on getting married, and they are more obsessed with various crafts than marriage with the opposite sex.

Of course, there are actually some differences between female lovers and male dwarves, but in the eyes of the elves, dwarves look the same regardless of gender.

This group of dwarf winter melons, who have grown beards since childhood, often make elves male and female.

There are even many elves who think that there is no such thing as marriage for dwarves, and all the babies of the dwarves are dug out of the cracks in the stones of the big ravines. (That's what most elven illiterate people think)

This perception sounds unreliable, but it makes sense when you think about it.

After all, Olli, the creator of the dwarves, is also the creator of the earth and metal veins, and the dwarves are so fond of digging holes - who would be so fanatical if not for the continuation of the race?

All in all, it's a strange thing to be an elf and have a bit of a dwarf resemblance.

However, Charles's prestige in the kingdom is very high, and no one questions what he does, but muttering in private is always inevitable.

Relatively speaking, some elves who knew his origin understood this.

After all, King Garnier's cheap father, the dark elf Eor, is also like this, focusing on striking iron all day long, ignoring foreign affairs, and has a strange personality that generally has a poor relationship with the elves, but he can become close friends with most dwarves.

However, understanding is understanding, as a king, he doesn't love the country and loves to strike iron, which is a controversial thing after all.

The blonde elf Finrod, who had returned from his funeral, tried to persuade him for this, completely forgetting what he was like.

However, his persuasion did not have any effect, and after persuading and persuading, he was dragged by Charles to fight iron together, and his diligence was even more serious than that of Charles himself.

Charles' research is not publicly available, but it is obviously impossible to hide it completely because of the need for teaching and experimentation.

After all, he broke swords, armor, and all kinds of gold and iron objects all day long, and after seeing it, a fool would realize that what he did was not simple.

So a handful of dwarves and elven blacksmiths actually knew what the Charr was up to.

Even Calebdil, the governor, no longer persuaded Charles to do "business" after learning about it, let alone Finrod, who was more of a scholar than a king.

Esoteric literature, which is a new science, contains knowledge and principles that are very complex and profound, and even closely related to mysterious souls.

Although the blonde elf is not very fond of crafts, he still seems to be full of energy to figure it all out.

However, it is a pity that for a month, this one did not produce a finished product.

Not only him, but the other dwarves and even the elven craftsmen were also at a loss for this.

Although Charles kept the existence of the secret text secret compared to the potion, he did not actually forbid the other elves to come and learn it.

Because his idea was to use this secret text to build a powerful army, not to hide it for his own use.

Doing so would only make him personally hot, and he might use this esoteric equipment to strengthen his own strength, or use it as a treasure to exchange for expensive treasures.

But first of all, he wasn't keen on the treasures of this world and the like, and he didn't find anything he had to get his hands on.

Secondly, what kind of treasure can be worth the longed-for army?

So the motivation for the Charr to study occult literature is very different from what it was at the beginning.

Although he now had the idea of using secret texts to strengthen his own force, he was more likely to think of it as a kingdom.

It's a pity that the things that are quite simple in his hands are completely useless in the hands of other elves and even dwarves!

Why is this happening?

Not to mention that outsiders can't figure it out, even Charles is also very puzzled, after all, for the secret text, he only used it in the past, and if he really understands and controls it, he can't say anything at all.

……

In a clearing near the forest on the bank of the river, elven guards stood guard around them, keeping out some of the salted fish elves who were watching the excitement.

And in the center of the guard, there was a circle of elven or dwarven blacksmiths surrounding the two elves.

They were surrounded by Charles and Finrod.

The clanging sound was accompanied by the splash of sparks, and the blonde-haired elf, who looked suave at first sight, was now wearing an apron, standing on the side of the anvil, his hands clutching iron clips to help secure the sword embryo, and his face was gray and sweaty.

Charles stood directly in front of the anvil, striking the red-hot blade of the anvil with his hammer.

His gaze was focused, indifferent to everything around him, and with his blows, the row of strange words on the sword embryo gradually turned into wisps of silk threads after a long time of strange firmness, and finally completely merged into the gold and iron, and there was no trace in sight.

The forging was finally completed, quenched and cooled, and after the scorched black was wiped off with a rag, a short sword that looked as bright as silver without post-processing appeared in the eyes of all onlookers.

Charles picked it up and used it for a little experimentation, and a normal iron sword was simply split in two.

The crisp sound caused a sigh around him, not happy, but full of regret.

The strange word aid invented by the Elven King Garnier to create a device with a handle comparable to that of a magic weapon is simply astonishing.

However, they couldn't eat the delicious food in front of them......

"Do you want to try again?"

Looking at the short sword that had broken in two on the dirt floor, Charles leaned his new weapon against the anvil and turned to look at his cheap uncle.

"Forget it, if you can't learn it, you can't learn it, and you can't force it."

Taking off the apron and putting it aside, the blonde elf smiled wryly and waved his hand, although his face still had regret, but more of a touch of ease.

Finrod is passionate about knowledge, but not brainless.

For seven months in a row, he had tried all kinds of methods but could not use this technique, and there was no need to continue.

"When I leave here, I'll go to Dorias to visit Galadriel, my youngest sister. A few days ago, she contacted me and said that she had something important to discuss, but her tone was normal, and I thought it shouldn't be urgent. ”

Back in the treehouse, after sitting down and taking a sip of water, the blonde elf said so.

He had already mentioned that he was going to leave, so Charles was not surprised by this, and only nodded when he heard this.

"When Nando is stable, I will go to Nagoth Lund to find you, and then we will go to Gondorin together."

"I'm sorry."

Hearing this, Finrod said apologetically: "But I hope you can understand that the reason why Turgong doesn't want your mother to leave Gondorin again is actually to protect her, not to restrict her, after all, five years ago, your father had a violent argument with Arityl and even injured her. ”

Charles shook his head and signaled that it was okay.

This was something that Finrod initially chose to hide, and it was only later said that he was "drunk".

Charles had mixed feelings about this, on the one hand, he really couldn't look down on the guy who did something to his wife without saying a word.

On the other hand, the reason why the other party moved his hands and feet was completely because of his own ......

Coupled with the fact that he has been searching for himself for decades and has not been heard from so far, how can Charles be disdainful?

He didn't regret his original choice, after all, he couldn't recognize a pair of parents without psychological barriers as soon as he crossed over.

Despite this, Charles still recognizes that his choice may have been a mistake.

In his understanding, after the loss of a baby that is only a month or two old, even if the parents are sad, they will gradually forget it over time, and then consider having one or several more.

However, who would have thought that these two guys, especially the one who struck the iron, would be so stubborn?

After decades of searching, Charles couldn't be indifferent when he heard this, he already had the heart to repay the two blood relatives in this life, and he was even more inexplicably ashamed after hearing this kind of news.

So his mentality, which had been evading him, gradually changed, and finally when he heard that King Gondolin had stopped all the news about him and wanted him to take the initiative to go, he agreed even more.

Knowing it's a mistake, go ahead and make up for it.

Be proactive?

No problem, after all, it has been proven that procrastination really does not solve the problem.

That's what he thinks at this point.

But he wasn't ready to act right away.

The occult literature, which is in a period of rapid "development", cannot be stopped abruptly at the beginning, and at the same time, Charles has not completely given up on the study of the spread of the esoteric literature in this world, which is after all about whether it can build an invincible army.

He even thought that if he could really make this army, he would drag it to the north and torture Morgoth, who was always running to "find fault".

At the same time, the nascent kingdom of Nando also needs to be kept an eye on - although Charles seems to be in charge, he keeps an eye on the affairs of the house every day, just because there is nothing important going on, and he is happy to leave some trivial work behind.

However, just because there is nothing important for a while does not mean that there has been none.

At the very least, the kingdom of Nando at this time seemed very rudimentary to the Charles, and even a basic framework had not yet been built.

How can he leave with confidence?

It's not just about the strength of the power, but more importantly it's about the feelings.

The original goal was shifted at this time, and Charles initially only wanted to move the secret text and potions into this world to assist him, but somehow became a king.

At the beginning, he said it very easily, just be a hands-off shopkeeper, and love it after the end.

However, when Charles had truly worked and fought for this new country, when he had met so many gracious faces here, when all the inhabitants of this place had relied on him, revered him, and embraced him, the ease of that time was now gone.