"It's a pity, if only the general history of such a thing as a magic scroll could be mechanically pressed like a printed book, and one press is one and one is a ...... By the way, that guy has commissioned research on machines, and he should go back to Maji Maria to find him......"

"Do you like magic scrolls?"

"Huh?" Porugan was surprised. Not an unexpected question, but a little surprised that Gru would ask a somewhat strange question.

"Do you like magic scrolls very much?" Gru repeated, the same voice, the same tone, the same tone, the same words, not even the same expression.

Lord Porugan replied honestly, "I don't like the scroll itself. Actually, I've always hated things related to magicians...... But these things are good things for Oufu. ”

Gru asked noncommittally, "I know that in terms of work, you, like Cedros, are the most important and the most capable people in the whole of Oufu, but Oufu has nothing to do with you. Do you think it's fun to build Ofu?"

"It's funny, it's funny. Lord Porugan nodded. This is also true, but he is more and more confused in his heart.

He hadn't known Gru for long, and he couldn't be considered too short. But he had never met Gru to ask such a seemingly 'personal' question.

At least as far as he could see and hear, General Gru's words were not much, they were all simple and clear, and they were all related to Oufu, and there was never any obvious sign of a personal nature from his words and deeds. He sometimes really wondered if this man would be a puppet, a puppet that existed for the sake of Oufu and fighting. In addition to the obvious dazzling characteristic of 'strong', he doesn't seem to have hobbies, no friends, no vacant personality, and even seems to be able to feel the 'humanity' of a normal person.

"Yes. Gru nodded slightly, "I think it's funny, too." Cedros didn't lie to me, it was really funny, much more fun than it was at Negan. ”

"Sit down and talk, General Gru. Lord Porugan stood up, curious.

"No, I like to stand. Just a few casual words with you. General Gru didn't move, he still stood straight. He doesn't seem to sit when he can. Rest, rest, relaxation, these concepts are completely out of step with him.

"I hate scrolls too. Gru frowned, a rare look of disgust on his face.

"Anyone can use it, anyone can kill it. ”

"Oh, so sure. Lord Porugan nodded, but this day is also where the value of the scroll lies, even Lancelot, who claims to be the strongest paladin in the continent, can't use the top scroll on him at the same time with ten magic apprentices. A warrior like Lancelot has only appeared once in the entire continent for decades. And the ten-person high-level scroll for a group of magicians only took a few days.

"It's really boring stuff, it's boring. It's so boring that even the things that were originally interesting have become boring. Gru said lightly.

"Maybe. Lord Porugan scratched his head. He didn't quite understand the meaning of Gru's words. Perhaps he was reminiscing about the three captains of the Knights of Juda, who had been killed by the Forbidden Curse, and Lord Porugan remembered that Gru had said a very short sentence after returning that day, 'Regret, boredom'. Maybe he's saying that going to the Sandface Mountains to mine now is for Oufu, but it's boring to make a lot of scrolls.

As if the emotion of this rare glimpse had been exhausted, Gru turned and walked towards the door.

"General Gru, do you know the crossbow?" said Lord Porugan suddenly.

"Yes. Gru stood still, turned and replied.

"Now in our Orf, the Scorpion and many other orcs have crossbows, crossbows of all kinds. And huge ballistas. The crossbow is powerful and easy to operate. However, in the early days of the crossbow, it was forbidden to be used by many generals and even the pope at that time, for the same reason as you just said: anyone can use it, and anyone can kill it. A civilian who doesn't know any martial arts has the potential to kill a battle-hardened knight with a well-made crossbow. Lord Porugan shrugged. "But any unit is equipped with this thing now. The reason is simple, it's practical enough. ”

Gru looked at Lord Porugan for a moment of silence and nodded, "You mean scrolls are inevitable. ”

"Technology and props were originally developed in the direction of becoming stronger and more useful, and the guys I wanted to invent were the first officers to equip the troops with crossbows. It must be the same as when I talked about the scroll earlier, I thought it was funny. ”

"Maybe. Gru nodded.

"It used to be a crossbow, now it's a scroll, and it's definitely something more powerful in the future. A brother of mine who studies alchemy and mechanics once told me that maybe in the future, I won't even have to rely on warriors to fight, but on props. With one finger, dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of elite fighters died under the props in an instant. It's not just war, maybe other places also rely on props......"

"Boring world. Gru said coldly.

"But the pursuit of these locals must be for fun. It's like you and I are going to make a lot of boring stuff like magic scrolls for something as interesting as the development of Oufu. Hey...... What is this logic......" Porugan thought as he pinched his chin. "We're in the pursuit of fun, but the end is that the world is getting more and more boring?"

"Boring. Gru thought for a moment, then turned around and left.

"Well, that's the way it was......" Lord Porugan was still pinching his wide chin, pondering the result of his reasoning that he had just come up with. After thinking about it for a long time, it didn't seem to be easy to think about it, but I still picked up the document next to me and looked at it, muttering the same sentence in my mouth. "Damn... What do you do when you think about so many things that you don't want or not...... What to do or what to do......"

In the cabin, Granny El was sitting at a table listening intently to Asa.

It was not uncommon for the two of them to sit in front of the fruit and talk like this, but for twenty years, Asa listened carefully to the narration and teachings of Granny El, but now it was completely reversed.

The conversation went on for a long time, and Asa had so much to say. Starting from Shante going down the tunnel, encountering Lancelot, the hilt of the Dark Star is snatched away, then Moriel's sudden attack, and finally Moriel's narration and truth. All of this is something that is unimaginable and unimaginable. However, the look of surprise on Granny Al's face was not too heavy, just surprise, but Deng did not lose his color.

"Lancelot's idea of going to fight Morriel is really too bold...... No, it should be said that Magnus's letter was too bold. I think that guy doesn't seem to have this kind of personality...... Accidental. Granny El smiled wryly and shook her head. "But the most surprising thing is that the truth of the dark star is actually this, the great Lord Archibald, I really admire you......"

Granny El suddenly asked, "You haven't told Sandru about this yet, do you guess how he will react when he hears it?"

"What's the reaction?" Asa thought for a moment, and shook his head. "I don't know, I can't guess. ”

Granny El smiled wryly and sighed. "I can't imagine how he would feel when he knew that what had plagued him for half his life was actually like this. We used to be self-righteous, obsessed, obsessed, angry, and confused, which is why we took Amamebad's last words as such, and in vain I sneered at Vidnina's little girl, saying that she was crazy. In fact, which of us did not use our respective hearts to explain Archibald's words in a far-fetched way, and ended up trapped by our own delusions for half our lives...... This is probably the punishment for us to stay away from a clear and lofty heart. ”

"Anyway, what are you going to do?" asked Granny El, looking at Assa.

Asa replied. "I'm going to Celeste. ”

Granny El shook her head and said, "If you want to go and retrieve the hilt of your sword, I advise you not to go again." Since there are no great unchangeable prophecies, then don't have anything to do with it. You've suffered a lot for this stuff, and I don't want you to take any more risks. Since Lancelot is going, it's natural to be prepared. ”

"Since the hilt of the sword is something like that, let it stay at Celeste. Magnus this guy I know he's not interested in touching this thing. ”

"I know that since he has left a word, he must be waiting for me to go. But I'm not afraid. Asa smiled, the two Necromantic Knights of Rodhart and Helika had fully recovered, and he still had the crystal given by Morrill in his hand.

Granny El said lightly: "Don't be too complacent, don't think that your current strength is good, in terms of experience and scheming, you are far from being Lancelot's opponent, let alone Magnus." And Shining Castle is not a place where you can come and go at will, even if I want to assassinate Deken in the first year, it will be waiting for him to come out of the race

Leicester can get his hands dirty. ”

"It's okay, their defenses are probably only around the hilt of the Dark Star, but I'm just going to help Morriel throw something there, and ...... And to find two people. ”