"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door of the house, and Philip, who was a little irritated by the experiment, yelled out, "Who!"

"My lord, there are military documents from the Demon Suppression Pass, please sign for them. ”

Opening the door, a mid-level magician wearing a magic robe and a cyan magic scepter on his chest took out a lilac magic flying letter and handed it to Philip, this is a magician who has come to the bloody battlefield to train, and now works as a clerk in the Carory garrison, and he is responsible for some military affairs from the Demon Suppression Pass.

Philip smiled at the clerk a little embarrassed, he didn't like to lose his temper with people, he was too irritable just now to be like that, however, the clerk didn't seem to show any displeasure, in this shijie, nobles lose their temper with commoners, and it is normal for high-ranking nobles to reprimand low-level nobles loudly, relatively speaking, Philip is usually more modest to people, and he can pull down his body to a soldier like Harrison to pull down his body and pull family together.

The clerk was a little flattered by the apologetic smile on Philip's face, and he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry to disturb adults doing meditation." ”

"Do meditation?" Philip wondered.

"Yes, you are a great magician at a young age, and I can feel the magical energy flowing through your hands now. ”

Except for Philip's accident, all magicians have to absorb the free magic energy around them into their bodies through meditation, which is used to increase their magic reserves.

The meditative god has nothing to do with Philip. He raised his hand, and there was nothing but silver-white farah crystals.

Philip suddenly thought of something, and immediately gave the clerk a big hug, turned and ran into the house.

Holding the Farah Crystal tightly with his left hand, Philip found a small magic crystal that had not been used in the laboratory, glued two monster tendons to both ends of the magic crystal, and then connected a magic beast tendon to the red dot of the Farah crystal in his hand, and then found a magic beast tendon and an empty magic crystal, and connected the unconnected magic beast tendon to the Farah crystal with another empty red dot. Zuihou strung the empty magic crystal into the gap in the circuit.

The transparent void magic crystal quickly became cloudy. In addition, the magic energy in the magic crystal stone flowed into the empty magic crystal along the line,

Farah crystals can flow through magical energy!

High-frequency wavelengths conduct direct current waves, which seem to be similar to inverter circuits in electrical engineering, which can turn direct current into alternating current......

There was no ideal exchange of magical energy that exploded into the crystal. Philip has a row of brains. I was so excited just now. I forgot that the high-frequency wave needs to modulate the fundamental wave in order to make the waveform on the main line become the same as the AC waveform of the fundamental wave. Now with high-frequency modulation waves, you only need to make a small AC magic machine to be able to use DC lines to send out AC magic energy, and non-elemental magic level 7 spells can also be used by yourself. Even as long as the magic crystals are big enough and there are enough, they can still use the magic energy of the Magister-level, and maybe the Holy Magister-level can also be expected!

Thinking of this, Philip trembled a little, the future was too good, so beautiful that he couldn't believe it......

"Philip, the clerk at the door said why didn't you go to the meeting with him?"

Grace's words made Philip come back to his senses from the fantasy of no bounds, the magister or something is too far away, then at least a priceless super-large magic crystal is needed, and the super-large magic crystal is larger than a person, and it is impossible to install it on his body at all, and even if he is installed, it is still a question whether he can use it.

"Meeting, what?"

I saw Grace wiping his wet hair with a wide towel, walking in with his snow-white feet, and his soft figure looked amorous, "Haven't you read that urgent document? The clerk was going to tell you that after reading the letter, he would go with him to the barracks for a meeting in the main account......

"I don't agree! I resolutely disagree! Although the Demon Suppression Pass has replenished us with more than 200 soldiers, but in this place of the bloody battlefield, more than 400 soldiers plus two or three hundred militia are nothing, and I am resolutely opposed to sending troops to rescue Panthion Town, not to mention the group of Mandals stationed in Panthion!"

Mullen's short hair stood on end, and he stood in the main tent of the barracks and said loudly, the barbed-like hair seemed to reflect his mood.

As a Bugasian, let him save his nemesis, which makes Mullen unwilling.

"What Mandals! We are all soldiers of the Demon Suppression Army now, Mullen, put aside your prejudices, they are all your comrades-in-arms!" Harrison said to Mullen in a deep voice, in the crucible of war, no matter what the differences of countries, the conflicts of feuds can all be melted, and all that remains is trust between comrades-in-arms, obviously Mullen has not yet realized this.

"If you don't save them today because he's a Mandal, don't expect someone to stop you tomorrow when the orcs cut knives at you!"

With that, Harrison sat down in his chair with his chest folded, twisting his head not to look at Mullen.

George is also very embarrassed, just like Harrison said, now his own Bugas army and the Mandals belong to the same demon army, if you don't save them, it will be difficult to deal with them, but if you save them, you can't get past this hurdle in George's heart, after all, the relationship between the Bugas and the Mandals has been tense for decades.

Embarrassed, George turned to look at his brother, "Philip, what do you think?"

"George, Panthion doesn't seem to be far away, isn't it?" Philip didn't say directly to save or not to save, but asked another question.

"yes, you can get there in a day or so. ”

"I've heard a saying in Lobit, if the lips are gone, how can the teeth protect themselves? Carory and Panthion rely on each other geographically, just like lips and teeth, once the orcs have eliminated Panthion's defenders, they can concentrate Liliang against us, and when the time comes, we may not face one or two thousand orcs, but three, four thousand, or even five thousand orcs. ”

Philip also stood up, and his voice was loud: "Today, we can not save Panthion in the name of hatred, tomorrow we can not save other neighbors in the name of weak troops, then the day after tomorrow, no one will come to save us! I think we should save the Mandals, not because I want to succumb to hatred, but because we have overcome hatred! This will be the reason why we are strong!"

Philip was not a native of Bugas, nor was he directly at war with the Mandals, so he always looked at things objectively. Although Renard's paranoid eccentric always wanted to purify Grace, he only represented the brain-dead of the Church of Light, regardless of what country he was from. Another man, Renard, looked feminine, but was noticeably calmer than Renard, and even in times of conflict, he was the most restrained.

Philip believed that if they saved the Mandals, Renard would definitely write down this favor, and on the battlefield, one more favor would always have one more way to live. (To be continued......)