The fire in the Artisan's Tower lasted two hours. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is not because the disaster relief work is not in place, in fact, Ironforge Fort is also a first-tier city, even if there is no Magister to help, but a large number of high-level and mid-level forces work together, and the energy exerted by it may not be worse than that of the Magister. However, the tower didn't know what was hidden, and the flames that had been extinguished in ten minutes in the Tower of Fortune had become even more tenacious than cockroaches in the Tower of Craftsmen, and in the second half of the fire, even though the tower was surrounded by a ubiquitous curtain of water, there was still a constant thick smoke with an undetectable red light pouring out of the tower.

It wasn't until two hours later, with an unknown number of subsequent explosions, that the already crumbling tower was finally unable to support, and from the injured area full of holes, the slender tower body of a hundred meters long began to slowly tilt.

At 3:14 p.m., the angle between the spire and the body of the tower exceeded 15 degrees, and the scene was already in danger.

At 3:28 p.m., the spire was tilting faster and faster, gradually changing from tilting to a state of imminent collapse, and even though it was supported by several layers of elemental barriers, it would be difficult to stop this momentum without more decisive measures. The huge spire of nearly 100 meters fell into the industrial area from a height of more than 300 meters, and even if the crowd had already been evacuated, you can imagine how terrifying the disaster would be.

At 3:30 p.m., apparently more elemental mages were on their way. High in the air, wind magic formed a huge cushion to support the top of the tower, and earth magic formed a criss-cross supporting stone pillar on the curved tower, and the two finally stopped the tower from falling. In addition, the water magicians were constantly chasing the flames, and the fire magicians finally braved the explosion to rush into the flames, taking away the combustibles and explosives, and set up an isolation floor, and the fire that burned for two hours was gradually brought under control.

At 3:49 p.m., the last open flame was extinguished.

After being ravaged by the flames and explosions for so long, the top half of the Artisan's Tower had been completely broken, and it was thanks to the load-bearing fortifications that the earth magicians had condensed with all their might that it did not collapse with a bang. However, the nearly 100-meter-long broken spire is difficult to recover, and now it still has a huge difference angle of nearly 30 degrees from the vertical line of the tower below, and there are many stone pillars connecting the tower body below, which makes the originally majestic and tall tower look extremely strange.

At this point, the disaster that occurred in Ironforge was finally brought under control.

But Su Wenzhu knew that this was probably just the beginning.

Throughout the afternoon, Su Wen stayed in the hotel, summarizing and analyzing what he had seen and heard in recent days, while quietly watching the development of the situation. Outside, the streets were completely banned, so quiet that even the birds could be heard, and a large number of goblin soldiers armed with muskets patrolled quietly, and it was perhaps the first time that the Ironforge Fort, which had been flowing day and night, fell into such a dreary silence.

Even as a bystander, Su Wen could feel the repression as if it were substance.

At 7:27 p.m., just after dinner, there was a knock on the door of the hotel room, and an expedited print of the Iron Fort daily newspaper was delivered, still smelling of ink that had not dried.

The newspaper was thin, with an enlarged "Outside" printed on the cover, accompanied by a picture of the Tower of Fortune still on fire, from a parallel angle, apparently taken on a goblin aircraft.

"At 11:57 p.m. today, an unprecedented explosion disaster occurred in the Iron Fort Fort, and the three landmark buildings of wealth, craftsmen, and machine towers were all damaged to varying degrees, and the disaster caused hundreds of direct and indirect explosion damage, causing incalculable property and human losses. At present, it has been preliminarily determined that the incident was a premeditated act of a foreign terrorist organization, and the three airships were loaded with a large amount of high explosives and equipped with high-power magic energy thrusters. ”

Su Wen knew that things were almost as he imagined, and if it weren't for the speed and excellence of the magicians in rescuing, let alone the Tower of Craftsmen, I am afraid that even the Tower of Wealth might not be able to avoid the fate of collapse. In that case, not to mention the magnitude of property damage and casualties, the visual perception alone cannot be described as strong......

All in all, whether it is the goblin government represented by Pushkin or the official Duolun Empire, the real owner of the Iron Furnace Province, they will definitely not let this premeditated attack be resolved so uneventfully.

Night fell, but the goblin flying machines in the sky were still hovering, and Ironforge searched for all suspicious tracks like a frightened bird. Su Wen rarely saw the true military level of the city, as can be seen in the flying machines that buzz like mosquitoes in the sky, when equipped with water magicians, they can become firefighting brigades, and if equipped with well-equipped offensive magic legions, these rare air forces do not know what kind of power these rare air forces will exert on this road where the concept of "aircraft" almost does not exist.

Moreover, Su Wen was also keenly aware that since the craftsmanship level of the goblins was enough to create propeller aircraft, their musket craftsmanship should have evolved into modern mechanical weapons long ago. After all, in their own world, before the birth of mature aircraft, firearms had already entered the edge of modernization, and the difference between the two in terms of technology and craftsmanship was really a bit big.

So......

Su Wen forcefully crushed the gunpowder particles on the table into powder.

Is it because of this thing?

Historically, explosive explosives that were more advanced than black powder abounded, and it was their constant invention or discovery that drove the development of thermal weapons at high speed. But this trip to Ironforge Castle, Su Wen had no doubts about the manufacturing ability of goblins and dwarves, and he was fully convinced that if it was the material requirements and precision requirements of the previous generation of mechanical weapons, it would not be difficult for them to make it at all.

Then, what hinders the development of thermal weapons is probably the most fundamental gunpowder that provides kinetic energy for bullets.

However, even black powder is enough to support thermal weapons to enter the door of mechanical weapons, after all, in the history of their own world, even in the early days of the emergence of fully automatic machine guns, the mainstream firearms and ammunition are still black powder. Su Wen felt that there might be some reason for this, but he would definitely not get the answer by guessing alone, so let's write it down first, and then have a chance to discuss it in depth in the future.

......

The Ironforge Castle was unusually quiet at night, and Suvin and Laetitia had been here for a week, and they had never felt such a quiet night.

Maybe it was because she felt that Su Wen was more abnormal today than usual, and Lyitia, who had been able to share the bed with him without any guilt, drilled into the bed, put her face on the side of his neck, and stopped talking.

Su Wen only felt that this maid was really getting bolder and bolder, but as long as she could ensure the state of max favorability, there was nothing wrong with tolerating it a little.

"Master, are you grieving for those who died in the disaster?"

Laetitia asked softly, the warm wind blowing on Su Wen's neck, making him feel a little itchy.

But why is this question so stupid?

"Not at all, Laetitia, you too, don't need to be sad for anyone who has nothing to do with you. Su Wen replied, and after a pause, added, "Of course, as a good person, you still have to have some appropriate compassion, but you can't be swayed by them. ”

Laetitia's eyes lit up: "What about me, master, will you be sad for me?" ”

That's even more stupid......

"Don't worry, no matter what the reason, master and servant or husband and wife, I will do my best to keep you safe and maintain our relationship. As for whether it is sad or not, if it is caused by external factors, I will preemptively rule it out, if it is not my own problem, I should be sad for myself, if it is your own factors that cause this possibility, then I don't need to be sad. ”

Su Wen felt that his answer was reasonable and convincing, but he didn't expect that after finishing speaking, Laetitia snorted softly, as if she was a little dissatisfied, and then bit him on the neck.

It didn't take much effort, but it still left a noticeable tooth mark.

"Master, please tell a lie. ”

Laetitia then bit Suven's ear and squeezed a voice out between her teeth.

Su Wen said helplessly: "Yes, no matter when, I will definitely be sad for you." ”

"Forget it...... Master, I've had enough of your stick reading, don't talk. Laetitia said, her breathing starting to rapid, "Anyway, don't take me for something insignificant, that's enough." ”

"Hmm-"

Su Wen pondered for a moment.

"Is your period over, Laetitia?"

The half-elf, who was no longer a girl, let out an inaudible "um", and his body was already tightly attached to Su Wen.

......

After the Craftsman's Tower became the Craftsman's Broken Tower, Su Wen felt that there was no point in staying in Ironforge Fort, and in this state of city-wide alert, doing anything suspicious could bring trouble. Anyway, the most important information in the past few days has basically arrived, and this preschool trip, which is called an investigative visit, is actually no different from broadening horizons, should also move on. Next, he planned to go to Doroke Province, the capital of the Duolun Empire, to have a look, originally due to the insertion of the Iron Forge, this site had been canceled by him, but since it was still early, the matter of leaving for St. Peter's Academy would not be in a hurry to think about it in half a month, and it would never hurt to take a look more, at least it would not seem lonely in the future.

But what he didn't expect was that his preschool trip would end in a sharp way.

"You are Su Wen. ”

When the knock on the door was heard and the door was opened, a thin man in a magic robe looked up at Su Wen with a smile and said in a declarative tone. At the same time, directly opposite him, Su Wen, who thought that the person who came was a hotel waiter, suddenly tensed his nerves, and then touched Glock 19, which was not leaving his body, in half a second, and was loaded at the same time.

"Don't be nervous, my name is Kalito Joseph, and you should call me Senior Brother. ”

The thin man flicked the long bright yellow hair that was sparse in his hood, and then stretched out his hand to Su Wen. His face is very kind, with thick eyebrows and soft facial features, and when he smiles, he gives people a faint sense of security, and although he is short enough to be as short as dwarves, Su Wen feels as if he is facing a majestic mountain.

"Teacher Ptolemy has returned to St. Peter's College, and I am here to pick you up for early admission. ”