"Floating Fortress? That's a good idea, but we have too few mages. ”

Ryan saw the puzzlement in Darius's eyes, sighed and asked:

"General Darius, how many mages do you have in your warband, and how many heroic mages do you have?"

"Until the moment I came back, the number of mages was 91, compared to 94. Three of Darkwell's noble cronies were executed by me. As for the hero, there is no one. Darius said like a treasure.

His direct warband was numerous, and he was even in charge of the offensive and defensive operations of the entire Northern Front.

But after each war, he personally awarded glory to each soldier.

Those who survive are given gifts, and those who die are given generous burials.

So almost how many people there are in each detachment, he knows exactly how many.

"91 people, you should understand that it only takes about 5 of the weakest heroic-level mages to be worth the sum of their magic power." Ryan recounted.

Darius nodded, indicating that he understood.

In his eyes, the gap between mages and mages is far greater than this.

The weakest mage in his warband could only release a water ball, which had almost no effect.

And the mage under his command is trying his best to release the rain of fire in the cold climate of Freljord, although the strength is weak, but it is not the same order of magnitude as weakness.

"The Floating Castle is designed to be a whole magical item with runes inscribed on it, allowing magic to spread throughout the castle. The rune array integrates attack, defense, levitation, teleportation, and movement. ”

Of course, in Sindra's original vision, she wanted to fly directly with the castle with a huge amount of magic.

But in his opinion, it was a waste of magic.

"The current floating castle is only a half-finished product, and there are 412 runes of various types and 78 non-repeating runes."

Ryan goes on to explain a set of stats:

"Each rune inscription consumes the entire magic power of a heroic mage. Mana can be restored, but at best, it would take a year for the soldiers under General Darius to engrave these runes. This is only magic and does not cover the mastery of runes. Only if you master the runes can you engrave them in place. ”

"What about operating costs?" Darius asked.

He didn't give up on what he thought, the Freljords possessed more or less some of their magical powers.

It may not be possible to let them build it, but if it is built by the Empire, whether they can use it or not is the key.

"It's not just about consumption, it's about the perception of runes." Sindra said coldly.

If it's just a mana drain, if you maintain your daily liftoff, you probably only need to drain 5 heroic mages.

But in order to keep the runes working, you must first know enough about the runes.

Even now, she can't open the entire rune array. There are some parts of it that only Ryan can control. It's like after Ryan's arrival, the spire of the castle radiates an aqua blue glow.

"The current technology still needs to be perfected, and it is only a primitive application. But if you study it in the future, it should be able to spread to the entire empire, which will take time. Ryan said.

At present, although the operation of the floating castle relies on runes, it is more often based on the huge consumption of magic.

If he and Sindra could read most of the runes, they would be able to compile a more efficient and universal arrangement of runes, greatly reducing consumption and increasing power.

It can only be said that the time left for him is too short.

Five years have passed since the Battle of Precidian, and thanks to the blessing of the 'Storm Gathering' rune, he has several times more magic than before.

The more mana you have, the more runes you can connect in a single cast, and the more powerful your magic will be.

But it was clear to him now that the more powerful realms the magic worked, the way it worked was completely different.

It's like ascending to the gods, the same attack, the same magic, but the essence is different.

In the future, the mana can only increase the endurance at most, and he still needs a way to soar to achieve qualitative change...

"Everything, for the Empire!"

After some more trivialities, Svein's solemn words put an end to the meeting.

With the exception of the Darius brothers, the rest dissipated in place in various ways.

"Darius, do you think it's too late for me to switch to magic?" Draven's eyes were filled with envy.

Magic, it seems, is much more useful than they do with an axe.

It can 'swish' and disappear, and it can float the castle up.

When he became a mage, he floated up the gladiatorial arena and gave each Yum gladiator a glorious title:

Saint Seiya of the sky!

"If you have this time to think nonsense, it is better to kill a few more people for the empire. Every talent has a place to play. ”

Darius glanced at him, took his axe, and walked out.

He remembered that some of Freljord's rituals were magical.

Perhaps, it's worth a try!

At night, the lights of the Immortal Fortress are brightly lit.

Crows fluttered in the streets where the nobles lived, quacking and wandering in the night sky with their wings outstretched. It's like it's on patrol, and it's like it's confirming something.

Armed with a variety of weapons, Trefali's soldiers faithfully guarded the key points in case of unrest during the night.

The vestibule of the old house of the Zaafan family.

"Are we to be loyal to them? Lady Faceling. ”

A seductive voice sounded from the darkness, and a perfect carcass without a trace of defects loomed in the moonlight.

In the mansion, where there was no light, a burst of fire suddenly lit up, illuminating LeBlanc's pale face.

She looked at the figure in front of her with an excellent figure and a beautiful appearance, and said in a calm tone:

"Elise, we have the same goal as them. Black roses, on the other hand, always bloom in the dark. ”

"Tomorrow there will be a feast of crows around here, and the blood will weave into a giant web that will devour all the rebels of Trevary."

Elise's seductive red lips curled upward, allowing a spider to crawl on her slender white fingertips.

"What do you think? Elise. Do you want to show up in the council tomorrow, or do you want me to go to Shadow Island again? ”

LeBlanc had an elegant smile on her face, waiting for an answer in an inquiring tone.

It was a choice, but she didn't care which side the other person would choose.

"The Trifali Council... Maybe the cobwebs no longer bind me, and I'll consider leaving myself a way back. Say, what is my goal? ”

"It doesn't matter what any magical item about a soul is. I'll arrange a boat to get there tomorrow morning, and your trip will go well. LeBlan's voice became unreal.

"yes... It doesn't matter..."

Elise sighed softly, and the only candle in the room went out.

Her figure was once again hidden in the shadows, and her voice became soft, even silent.