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In the basement of the lord's longhouse, an enchantment was constructed, and the ground was carved with an intricate circle like vines.

Ivo sat in the center of the circle, surrounded by two enchanters, and the old man Cohen held a spell book in one hand, muttering incantations, and the free elements slowly condensed into a pale golden light cluster, floating in the palm of his hand.

The two enchanters next to him held short wands, a little on the pale golden light cluster, dragging a faint golden powder trail in mid-air, as if the painter dipped the color with a paintbrush, and the wand with a pale golden glow at the top was dotted on the periphery of the azure mana furnace tattoo, using elements and mana as pigments, slowly outlining the complex [magic pump] tattoo on Ivo's back.

Ivo let out a cool breath, and a burning pain ran in his back, like skin being burned by a soldering iron.

The process of enchanting with the body is complex, using mana and elements to connect nerves and muscles, like implanting a new limb.

Ivo felt like he had a new limb sensation on his back, just like Augusta felt when he was implanted in the Forge of Mana, and even after experiencing it once, it still felt new.

In a short time, the light in Cohen's hand was depleted.

A petal-like pale golden pattern became the sixth circle of the azure mana forge tattoo, and Ivo sensed that the mana forge was completely sealed, also cutting off Augusta's five-year limit.

Ivo stood up and touched his back, feeling the intricate lines that were slightly raised.

"It's done. Old man Cohen bowed.

The [magic pump] solved the time bomb on his body, and Ivo's face was relaxed, and he put on a big hat.

Sealing the Mana Forge, Ivo's time is no longer short, he will still go to complete Augusta's agreement, and Ivo will not be able to use the Mana Forges until he meets the Pope.

......

Hurricane Academy's enrollment began first.

More than 3,000 students of school age in the territory signed up enthusiastically, and Ivo, as the honorary rector, suggested that only 800 people be enrolled, and that the best talents among them be selected to ensure the quality of the students, and Polanco and Mapojav fully agreed.

The campus of Hurricane Academy was still under construction, and the people who came to sign up were so crowded that they had broken through the threshold, and Polanco was sweating profusely and shouting for them to line up in order, but to no avail.

Ivo rushed to hear the news, looked at the crowd in front of him, took a deep breath, his lungs shook faintly, and shouted in a low voice: "Give me all quiet!"

The sound spread out under the powerful function of his lungs, suppressing the noise, and the crowd saw the lord speak, and they all quieted down and lined up obediently.

"It's better to say what you say. Polanko wiped away a cold sweat.

Ivo was about to leave when a teenager in the crowd hesitated and asked, "My lord, will you teach in the academy?"

Everyone looked at Ivo expectantly.

Ivo and Polanko looked at each other helplessly, and sighed, "Maybe." ”

The crowd was in an uproar and enthusiastic discussions.

"It's great that the lord actually taught it himself!"

"I must join Hurricane Academy!"

"My lord, I'm going to have a baby with you!"

Ivo hurriedly looked over and was furious, "Come on, lock that big man for three days!"

The crowd was rioting, the scene was about to get out of control again, Ivo could only yell and be quiet, and the scene was a mess.

Polanco smiled helplessly, Ivo's influence is much greater than the signboard of the Hurricane Academy, and at least more than half of the people who joined the academy came to Ivo.

......

The construction of the territory was in full swing, the city gradually took shape, and with the construction of the city, Ivo's prestige grew higher and higher.

The war was stalemate, there were no major moves of note for many days, and many of the soldiers of Lasses were lamenting that Ivo had not continued to participate in the war, while the enemies were glad that they did not have to fight Ivo.

The ransomed Evel withdrew from the army, and there was no news of her on the battlefield.

Ivo put down the information and went to the balcony with his wine glass, the lord's longhouse was renovated, his room was on the top floor, and he could look far away, he silently looked at the long wall of the defense line in the distance, shaking the wine glass.

"What are you thinking?" Nafi walked over and stood side by side with him, staring at Ivo with a sideways face.

"Time has changed," Ivo took a sip .......

"Time is an incredible thing, it can sculpt everything, whether it is material or human. ”

Ivo raised his eyelids and grabbed the lord's coat, his fur soft to the touch, and he whispered, "A year ago, I couldn't have imagined that I would be able to stand on such heights in the not-too-distant future. Look at this vibrant territory, look at the bunkers that give people a sense of security around them, as if they have appeared without even noticing, whether it is I who have changed the environment on my own terms, or whether time is pushing me forward. ”

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's just a little bit of a sigh to be idle. ”

Nafei took his hand and smiled, "It's okay, I'll sigh with you." ”

Ivo laughed and drank the wine in one gulp, his back standing tall like a spear that could pierce the sky.

"I'm lucky to have you with me through this war. ”

Nafi lowered her head and chuckled happily.

......

Somewhere unknown, where I don't know where I am, where I don't know when I don't know the time.

The black lion held three things in his hand, one was a bead like congealed blood, one was a pure black rusty metal nail, and the other was a strange gray smoke, which was obviously powerless, but it could be held by the black lion.

"Wait, my lord, I'm looking for the process of enchanting. The mage in front of him was sweating profusely, searching through the magic books all over the floor.

The black lion said slowly: "Don't worry. ”

The mage wore a strange metal mask that covered the top half of his face, and his exposed skin was covered with burn marks, as if the mask had been welded to his face and could never be removed.

"My lord, I found it. The masked mage got up and spread out a dusty book with an extremely complicated process for enchanting items, and enchantment materials written next to it.

The brainchild of the mimic.

The Witcher's Solid Soul Spike.

The water soul of the Sea of Rest.

The Black Lion threw three things into the masked mage's hand, "Make what I want." ”

The masked mage bowed his head deeply, "Understood. ”

......

In one of the ports of Fliga, the ships of the Holy See were docked at the docks, and the dockworkers around them watched from afar, and the nearby ships avoided them.

Orona stepped down from the deck, dressed in a white priest's uniform and silver Templar armor, his goal was Ivo, and the Holy See was unwilling to intervene in the war, deciding to act on his own.

"Wait a minute. ”

The captain stepped down, piped in his mouth, and tossed a messenger badge to Orona.

Orona frowned, connected the badge, and heard the voice of a certain dignitary in the Inquisition.

"Come back. ”

"Why?" said Orona, puzzled.

"Ivo Harriken has become a key figure in the Continental War, and his life and death are related to the course of the war, unlike before, no member of the Holy See is allowed to attack him, and secret operations are not allowed, and the Holy See must remain neutral. ”

Orona clenched his badge tightly, his face angry, "No matter what the identity of the heretic is, he must die, and it is my duty to kill the heretic!"

"Come back!" the big man's tone was unmistakable.

Click, the teleportation badge is crushed by Orona.

The captain puffed out a puff of smoke, glanced at this guy who was a god but was willing to be a night watchman, and asked lazily, "Are you going back, or staying?"

Orona's face turned pale, and he turned back and stepped onto the boat.

"When the war is over, it will be your time of death...... Ivo Harriken!" Orona muttered to himself, in a sinister tone.

The captain shrugged, "Drop anchor," ”

(End of Volume 2)

(To be continued.) )