In the desolate field under the starry sky, a beam of green light crossed the sky like a comet and fell to the end of the field of vision, and it took more than ten seconds before a muffled sound came. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wesley stood on tiptoe on the cold iron seat of the crossbow chariot, looking in the direction from which the voice came, mouth wide open enough to fit a full fist.

After a while, he lowered his head and shouted at Donner, "This thing must not fall into the hands of others!"

Donner smiled, leaned over and wrung out a metal cylinder from under the front lid of the car, handed it to Wesley, and said, "This crossbow key is the most important thing in the whole car, without this, this car is just a toy." ”

Wesley looked at the delicately threaded lump of iron through the starlight, unable to connect it to the "key".

"The question now is not to prevent this from falling into the hands of others," Downer continued, "but how to build a credible army." ”

"It's not time to think about the army mutiny, is it?" Wesley said, handing the crossbow key back to Donner.

Donner reached out and took the key, patted Wesley on the shoulder, and said, "Ten years ago, we were two magic apprentices at Triss School of Magic, but now we ......" He pointed to the endless wilderness, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "The entire Huls continent is under our control. ”

Wesley clasped his arms in front of his chest, made a heroic expression, and said, "I have to say, this feeling is really cool!"

"But our current power is obtained by strength. Donner shook his head slightly.

"What's wrong with that? fists are justice!" Wesley said dismissively.

Donner glanced at him with a smile, and said, "Have you thought about it, the power of Emperor Auston is inherited from the royal power, and this power comes from the blood inheritance, so Adrien would think of usurping the royal power by stealing the beams and changing the pillars, and once our army realizes that they have more power than us...... Well, mutiny is almost a sure thing. ”

Wesley also realized the seriousness of the problem, and frowned, "You haven't been able to build a team of magicians until now, is it because ......of this? There is no such thing as an army that will never mutiny. ”

Donner tapped on the shell of the crossbow chariot and said, "But those armies don't have this. ”

Wesley's brow furrowed even tighter, he knew what Donner meant. Even a small army has mutinied, and with such a powerful weapon, if they move fast enough and suddenly enough, they can cause devastating damage.

"Or...... We usually keep the key to the crossbow in our own hands, and only send it in the event of war. Wesley suggested.

"It's a solution, but it's not the key to solving the problem, once the war starts, God knows how long it will last, you can't just take back the keys as soon as the war goes unchecked, and then distribute it again, right?" Donner laughed.

Wesley looked at Donner's expression and suddenly came to his senses, "What do I think, you've actually figured out a way." ”

Donner smiled and spread his hands: "It's still the same, I only have a little idea, maybe I can try." ”

"Let me guess......" Wesley laughed, "Is it related to the God of Light?"

"It's true that religion can build a loyal army, but there are consequences that we don't want to see if religion is overspread. Donner shook his head.

"And what's your solution?" Wesley wondered.

“...... Freely. ”

"Freedom?"

"Yes, freedom. ”

Now Wesley was even more confused.

"You're going to release a group of prisoners to build a team of magicians?" he asked, earnestly, obviously not joking.

Donner couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

However, this is not Wesley's problem, and freedom has never been an issue for people in this world. Both aristocrats and commoners were accustomed to the imperial power and aristocracy that had been maintained for hundreds of years, and did not feel that this was any obstacle to freedom.

This is the most critical of all the problems Downer faces.

He has been trying to set off an industrial revolution in the three northern provinces, and to this end, he has also laid out ahead of time and quietly implemented land reform. However, these things he promoted were deeply puzzled even by the peasants who directly benefited, and in fact, in the misty villages, where the first land reform was implemented, the peasants were dreaming of becoming nobles.

The students of the Santan Academy of Magic didn't think so.

Such a result is already contrary to the purpose of Downer's reforms.

And the reason for this result is that this reform lacks a soul.

“...... I think your idea is ridiculous," Wesley had already refuted the idea of using prisoners to form an army for a long time, "even if at first, they will be grateful to Dade for regaining their freedom, but it won't be long before these people regain their nature." ”

"Wesley," Donner abruptly interrupted his analysis, asking thoughtfully, "do you remember that you were once a poet?"

Wesley was stunned by his question, gave him a blank look, and said, "What do you mean to be a poet, I have always been a poet!"

Donald smiled, on earth, it was the poets and painters who injected the soul into such a reform, and Wesley, who was in both positions, was the most suitable person to do it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look Wesley up and down, and secretly wondered if he was a otherworldly version of the poet Dante, or a painter Michelangelo, no, in fact, what Donner really wanted to do was to package him as a otherworldly version of Voltaire or Rousseau. But poets and painters ...... Well, there's also the identity of a magician, which will make him even more legendary.

Wesley looked at Donner's smiling eyes, suddenly struck a spirit, jumped back, and said, "Hey, seriously, I really don't like men!"

As if he hadn't heard this, Donner smiled and said, "Since you've always been a poet, how about I'll give you a few questions, how about you improvise?"

"This ...... Not...... Maybe...... Where did we just go? right...... About prisoners......" Wesley rubbed his chin and pretended to be serious.

"For example, nobles and beggars are created equal, and their natural rights are ......."

"If you insist, I'd suggest you choose from among the thieves, those guys are the least daring......"

"Or, you might as well draw a picture of the Last Supper at St. Peter's house......"

"By the way, even if you choose a robber, you can't choose a liar......"

The two of them said something completely unconnected, and got into a crossbow chariot as rudimentary as a lunar rover, and drove in the direction of Misty Town.

Many years later, this sandy land, where weeds have grown sparsely due to dryness, will be transformed into fertile land thanks to irrigation projects throughout the province of Santan.

But few people know that the Renaissance movement, which lasted for hundreds of years and eventually affected the whole of Middle-earth, officially began here.

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