Chapter Eighty-Five: The Body Has a Length

Canstra, the royal capital of the Kingdom of Orlanto, is the general meeting of the Orlanto Association of Insurers.

An old man with gray hair looked at the broken gemstone ring on the table, silent.

The whole body of the black robe, compared with the extraordinary hooded black robe, the hood behind it was replaced by a golden sundial, the sundial is the thing dragged by the left hand of the idol of the god of contract, and now the largest sundial in the world on the continent is in the time square of the imperial capital of Aitria.

There was a knock on the door, and the door was opened with a "squeak".

"President Alfred Pumps, President of the Yorktown Branch, report that some precious documents have been lost, and it is not certain whether they were stolen for the time being!"

It is estimated that he is in a bad mood, and the curvature of the bearded old man's beard suddenly widens.

"Bastard, idiot, this is the first report of the loss of precious documents in half a year?"

Faced with the inquiry of President Whitebeard, the visitor pondered for a moment and groaned slightly.

"It's nine uprisings, the general elder, in addition to the eight dukedoms, the royal capital will also have a report of lost documents. ”

"Look at it, Ramiel! These moths, who steal from themselves, will sooner or later be punished by the gods. ”

The assistant, known as Ramiel, bowed his head and listened to the president's roar, several times a month.

"Bergshire in the south is actually a damn sewer rat that gnaws away the ancient documents, this idiot, if the rats can enter the three underground floors of each association, there will not be a word left on it. ”

"Damn, send the General Assembly to summon the paperwork right now, and let these fools who have lost the ancient texts explain it to me personally. ”

Ramil bowed slightly, nodding his head, without a hint of color on his face.

"Also, let Ladona come out of the rat hole to bask in the sun, the poor boy hopes that he will not resent me for being sent to the country. ”

Ramil smiled and nodded, seemingly an old acquaintance of Radona.

Seeing that President Alfred didn't say anything more, just staring at the broken spatial ring on the table, Ramil slowly retreated to the door.

"Oh, by the way, they are not allowed to use the teleportation array, and the airship and steam train are not allowed to make them come to Canstra step by step with an attitude of audience, and the god of contract is watching them. ”

"Yes, sir!"

The door was gently shut, and the old man's gaze raised returned to the spatial ring on the table.

This ring comes from a hereditary marquis of Canstra, the royal capital, and the white light of the empty stone flashes in the middle, but the cracked stripes on it are like the long-dry earth, which makes people look regretful.

The elder chief was trying to fix her, and yes, the old man who had been a great insurer decades ago had no idea what to do with the cracked space.

"This is an extreme disorder of space, and the power of space bursts the ring after the tyranny. The old man muttered to himself, meditating.

In the past, only space equipment below three cracks could be repaired, and only the old immortals of the imperial capital could repair more than three, and a maximum of ten was already the limit.

The one on the table, the part that can be seen by the eye alone, is no less than twenty to cracks.

Eventually, the chief of the three studies pulled the rope that pulled the high-backed chair and called the assistant to return the broken ring the way it came.

Magicians are very precious and rare, but even more precious and rare than magic are some spatial equipment.

In this continent, in this era, there are no insurers who can make space equipment.

In the Age of Mythology, the period of the Demigods and the Age of Elves, space equipment was everywhere, and those with a little ability and financial resources were one or a few.

However, at the end of the Elven Age, space mages were slaughtered to extinction until Hoffman Derkrade founded the Insurance Practitioners Guild.

Unfortunately, Hoffmann Dekrade, the founder, also didn't have a reputation for making space equipment

Due to the particularity of their profession, insurance professionals generally do not have a demand for space equipment except for the space they get when signing the contract certificate, but most people in this world have demands.

As a result, space equipment has no price in the market, and it is difficult to find.

Some of the surviving space equipment on the market comes from inheritance, some from relics, and some from the mausoleums of powerhouses of major races.

Just like in the race war a hundred years ago, the two sides inadvertently encountered an abandoned dragon's lair, in addition to a large number of gold coins and gems, thousands of spatial rings appeared.

So the two sides ceased fighting, and it took a month to divide the dragon's lair, and then the war ended.

As for the reason for Cordo Extraordinary's elation, it was the almost transparent paper at the bottom of the box of ancient documents that was the manufacture of space equipment.

An extraordinary dwelling in the rubble district of Yorktown, the young insurer whose consciousness is in his head does not yet know the preciousness of space equipment.

It's just one more money-making craft, and if President Alfred Pumps knew the extraordinary idea at this moment, he would definitely teleport directly to York City to kill him, and he wouldn't care about the huge cost of teleportation.

"Space Equipment Crafting Craft Scroll".

The maker must master the power of space, and use the empty stone as a carrier to engrave the oracle of "imprisoning space", the god of order, with the power of space, and sing the true name of the god.

"It's okay, it's okay, the confined space is inscribed and imprinted with drawings, otherwise it would be a big joke to get the treasure mountain empty and not be able to touch the treasure. ”

The introduction of the scroll was simple and clear, and an empty stone the size of a button appeared in the extraordinary hand, and immediately used the power of consciousness to guide the space and began to engrave "Imprisoned Space".

Finally, the inscription is completed, and only one last step is left to sing the true name of the god of order.

"I am imprisoned in the name of Koronos, the god of order, the god of time and space. ”

"Mader, Mude reacts, what do you mean?"

Is it because I am ugly? Extraordinary came to this world for the first time and doubted his appearance.

Definitely not, practice will always be true, ninety-nine failures, the hundredth will always succeed.

Successfully used chicken soup to poison himself, and continued the path of his own skill.

After several experiments in a row, the empty stone either did not react or was directly broken, and after slowly having a little experience with the power of space, this time the extraordinary took out an empty stone the size of a grain of wheat.

Inscription, chanting the true name of the god of order, and waiting for the result.

Eh, I feel a hollow feeling coming from the hollow stone the size of a grain of wheat, this is it?

Introducing his mind to the empty stone, suddenly, a large space with a wardrobe appeared in his mind

Looking at the skill scroll on the table, his hand stroked it lightly, and as soon as his mind moved, the scroll disappeared on the table, appearing in the empty Akashi Zheng the size of a grain of wheat

"I'm certainly a talent, the one who was chosen, do you want to change my name to Cordo Proud?"

The shattered pieces of empty Akashi on the table shimmered and shimmered, as if mocking the shameless man.