Chapter 21 Give You Back the Wonderful World
The Mage Guild, which was originally going to take the lead against Vincent, was also shocked by the Fresnel lens.
Anyone can see that in this competition, the Great Magician's Five Fireball Magic did not show an overwhelming advantage in front of the Demon Lens.
Even if he is a great magician, he will be so tired that he will die after one magic, and he can't slow down for half a day.
The demon lord casually tinkered, pushed a mirror out, and easily melted steel.
The most frightening thing is that this mirror doesn't need any magic, all it needs is the ubiquitous sunlight.
As long as the weather is fine, even if it is the lowest-level skeleton, holding the same thing, it can play an output similar to that of the Great Mage.
This kind of scene makes the magicians feel scared just by imagining it.
What's more, although the process of manufacturing this kind of equipment seems to be troublesome and numb, it is easier than a magician who is poor and cultivates magic for a lifetime.
In order to practice magic, the great magician Safin has not been married to this day, which can be called a model of practice.
is so self-disciplined and enterprising, and it is quite famous among ordinary magicians, but it turns out that it is not as good as a lens rubbed out by the demon boy with his bare hands......
"I lost."
Before the Great Magician could figure out what to say, Vincent raised his hand easily, indicating that he was not as good as anyone else.
"Huh? Wait, where did you lose? Although Safin was surprised, he still asked suspiciously, "Didn't your mirror burn the iron plate?" β
Although he didn't break through the iron plate, the archmage still inadvertently put himself and Vincent's results on the same level.
However, the young lord did not dwell on the differences, but modestly examined himself.
"If I were to fight you one-on-one with this thing, I would definitely lose if I was poor in magic." Vincent replied very seriously, "I'm sorry, this wasn't actually for a personal duel, I fouled it." β
Safin was both surprised and delighted by this explanation, he didn't expect the demons to be so humble.
Even if he had other plans, this attitude was very decent, and he saved the face of the great magician in front of everyone.
On the contrary, Safin himself was a little embarrassed by the attitude of the lord.
Anyway, I can't take the victory he gave away without blushing in front of a young man who is not proficient in magic.
"What is that for?" Safin finally couldn't help but ask, "Is there any other use for this thing?" β
Lord Vincent curled the corners of his mouth, and instead of answering directly, he turned his head and looked at Ninia, who had just admired his master, with bad intentions.
"Good things to share. There are always rebels who destroy the peace of the territory and want to subvert my territory. β
"In return, I will send them warmth. Originally, I would have made them open their eyes and watch every inch of their flesh, from their toes to their internal organs, burnt to ashes, without spending a single piece of firewood......"
Thinking of the tragic situation of ordinary people disappearing under this light, the girl who was already palpitating reflexively trembled.
However, she also has grievances in her heart.
Why didn't he scare others every time, just Ninia Wald?
The magicians searched through all the ancient books and documents in their heads, but they never thought of such a cruel punishment.
Compared to the guillotine, the horror of the lens lies in its precision and efficiency, and the intimidation of people is higher than that of Louis XVI.
Safin only then remembered that even if the other party was handsome and modest, he was still a real demon in his bones.
Or else? What human imagination is so rich that it can produce such a murderous work of art?
If you really fight against the demons, can you really endure the torment and torture before you become a hero?
Thinking of this, Safin's bare forehead involuntarily dripped.
If this young demon doesn't talk about martial arts, comes to deceive, and always sneaks up on him, a sixty-nine-year-old magician, will it be good?
With the speed at which he sings magic, where is the capital for him to do it for himself and reflect on it?
Seeing that everyone's faces changed color, Vincent smiled lightly.
"However, for friends who keep to themselves and are willing to contribute to the unity and construction of the territory, this is not a murder weapon, but a welfare."
As he spoke, Vincent picked out a relatively clear piece from the crystal fragment he had just cut, examined Safin's shriveled and collapsed triangular eyes, and began to work on the new toy.
"Hello system."
"Ding!"
"Show my Boost stats."
[Boost: 3397/6199]
The boost has increased slightly, but Vincent doesn't know if the increase comes from the city or the mages on site.
Generally speaking, magicians are intellectuals with a certain level of education, and their cognition and thoughts are not as easily changed as civilians.
If you want to get protection from them, you must not just rely on intimidation, but also come up with something more valuable to convince them.
"Check out the situation of the Grand Mage."
"Ding!"
[Safin Rembrandt]
[Race: Terran]
[Age: 69 years old]
[Status: Poor.] (Old and frail, but no serious illness, poor eyesight, unable to see near clearly)]
[Mana level: β β β (Great magician, fire-based magic specialization, good at five fireball combos)]
[Skill: β β β (Alchemist, can refine all kinds of potions, but can't solve his own health problems)]
[Loyalty: ββ (Contempt for demons, fear of technology, it is difficult to buy without lack of money, not unconvincing)]
[Love Play Index: 78]
[Playing Potential: Lv4]
γBeliever Attributes: Believerγ
Hey?
Vincent didn't expect that this old man could be regarded as a believer in the craftsman god?
Perhaps this is due to the fact that alchemists always deal with all kinds of tools and utensils.
This person, with enough technology, should be able to convince!
"What are you doing here?" Safin stared at the thinner and thinner lenses in Vincent's hand, and asked with some vigilance, "Are there still miniature torture tools?" β
"No, honorable Lord Safin, I'm going to show you a treasure."
As he explained, Vincent pulled out a few copper coins and rolled them into an oval frame that wrapped around the lenses.
Although the copper handicraft processing skills can't rub the coins, it is more than enough to rub the frame.
In a few moments, a strange object that had never been seen before appeared before Safin's eyes.
Although it was the first time he had seen such an object, Safin had a feeling that it was not a simple thing.
The main body of this object is two crystal lenses, the size and size of which are exactly the same as the human eye socket.
The lens is not made into a simple circle like the lens just now, and there are no complex concentric circle threads, just a simple convex lens.
The copper frame with inlaid lenses is thoughtfully crafted, with two raised nose pads at the bridge of the nose, two long, thin legs behind the lenses, and a curved back end that hooks the ears.
It's simply tailor-made for Safin's big nose and ears.
"Use it this way." Vincent gestured, placing the lenses in the frame on the bridge of his nose and ears, "Try it and see if it will help your vision?" β
Safin didn't dare to use it directly, he was in a battle inside, although he could see that this item was ingenious, but it was from the hands of demons, which always made people feel uneasy.
Although the Great Magician himself was silent, there were also people who were direct.
"Shouldn't there be a demonic curse on it, and if you bring it, you will be robbed of your soul or control your mind, right?" One of the magicians said suspiciously, "This gift is too suspicious. β
This was expected, and Vincent hooked his hand at Ninia, motioning for her to come over and demonstrate.
"Ahh Why do you ask me to do this every time? β
The unlucky girl trembled again, and couldn't help lamenting in her heart that she was unladylike.