Chapter 293: Parting
In the entire world of Faeren, there are two countries that attach the most importance to alchemy, one is Erman, and the other is Britain, but the British Empire may be because the ruler is a peace-loving half-elf, so alchemy is more used in people's livelihood, and the things made are more civilian-oriented, but this is not the case with the Germanic Empire, in their eyes, civilians and slaves are just the same things as animals, as long as they are guaranteed not to starve to death, how can noble alchemy be used on them, if a nobleman says so, others will definitely think he is crazyγ
As for the cornflower-flower oil mentioned earlier, it is such a magical alchemy product, and only the Germanic Empire has this thing in the entire Feron world, and the control of seeds is extremely strict, even if the royal family dares to smuggle and sell seeds selfishly, they will all be executed, you can imagine the preciousness of this kind of thing, or an important surname, as for why a kind of flower oil will be used to suppress pirates, it is necessary to talk about the alchemy of the Germanic Empire, compared to Don Quixote's earth-style war puppets, or the steam robots of the British Empire, the Germanic Empire has an alchemy product called the Magic Chariot, the Demon Warshipγ
Its energy source is also the magic crystal, but the difference is that this alchemy product can be used to stimulate the magic crystal in a unique way, which can instantly release a huge amount of energy from the magic crystal, and this energy is transformed and increased into more powerful power through the chariot and the magic pattern on the warship, similar to the laser light, or similar to the protective shield of the magic enchantment, if Don Quixote is here, he will definitely write a poem to this magical alchemy product, enter can bully the body to suppress the Zhengtai, retreat can raise the hips to meet the crowd, it is simply an invincible existence in conventional warfare, this kind of violent use of the magic crystal army, even if it is an ordinary ring mage, the big knight has to sweep the edge, because the attack power that bursts out in an instant will not be much smaller than that of the mage of the ring, except for the lack of flexible surnames.
Of course, this kind of magical alchemy product must also have its limitations, the most basic thing is to burn money, the energy contained in the magic crystal is established, and the huge energy released in an instant reduces the use time of the magic crystal in disguise, so under normal circumstances, even the Germanic Empire is reluctant to use this batch of alchemy products, after all, money is not blown by the wind, this kind of chariot salvo in the war, may have to hit out 10,000 gold coins in one round, this rhythm of burning money, no country can bear it for a long time, and this unique way of releasing magic crystal energy similar to the explosion of a nuclear bomb cannot be replaced by an element pool, the two just conflict, a stable, a violent one.
Another is this kind of chariot, if the warship wants to start, it must use a thing, that's right, that is, cornflower-flower oil, in fact, in the core of the chariot, as long as it is filled with this magical oil, it can ensure that the magic crystal is activated stably and violently, and the energy generated can be transformed by the magic pattern without falling slightest.
This can be imagined why the royal family of the Germans attached so much importance to the cornflower oil, because restricting it is equivalent to controlling the hands and feet of the duke below.
After taking the ring, Mahler carefully held it in his hand, "May I ask the Executor, is this purge all up to us, or is it to be under the command of the Empire?"
Li Ang frowned slightly, and then said, "The king ordered you to send troops before the end of this year, as for how to fight, it is up to you to do it yourself, of course, the king should send a war overseer, I estimate that he should come before the battle." β
"Got it, Your Excellency," said Mahler, stretching out his hand to Leon, "Your Excellency has come from afar, and Your Majesty has already arranged it."
Suddenly, Duke Mahler, who looked up at Leon, froze, because he saw Leon's left eye, the eye with two pupils that looked a little weird, and at this moment, the two pupils continued to rotate like a roulette wheel, forming a bottomless whirlpool, and suddenly Duke Mahler felt that his soul was swept into this whirlpool.
Then, he lost his sense of autonomy, or rather, the man was deeply hypnotized, compared to Don Quixote's need to rely on drugs, it is obvious that Leon's similar guided hypnosis is more efficient, although it may not be more concealed than drug hypnosis in the concealed surname, but both hypnosis have a common feature, that is, they are both indirect effects and souls, and it is difficult for anyone to find that the soul has been manipulated.
"Forget you just looked into my eyes," Leon Lommell, who had hair of the same color as Himejin Rommell, licked his lips and spoke.
As if waiting for Mahler to accept it, after a while, Leon continued, "When the battle plan is set, you will put one of them" Leon looked out the window again, "You will put it under the seat of your carriage, and you will not remember it yourself." β
Seeing that the still sluggish Duke of Mahler nodded, Leon was very satisfied, and gently patted Duke Mahler's shoulder, "Please lead the way." β
"Ahh β
After completing his mission, Leon did not stay in the Duke's Palace, he grew up in the city in the sky, he hated this kind of restrained environment, so he ran to the German-style tavern alone, it looked like a pirate culture of the earth, Viking style, rude, informal, of course, it was full of men covered in meat, like Leon who was a little thin because of congenital deformities stood in front of those big men, as if a toothpick was compared to a small tree.
However, although the folk customs of the people are strong, these guys still have the vision, for example, although the strength cannot be seen, but from the clothes of the man who sat on the bar and drank, he was either rich or expensive, and such a person may not be able to get the benefits after being provoked, but he got a smell of urine scratching, so there is no one who is not open-eyed to come up and talk to Li Ang, except for the female adventurers who like this kind of clean man, they don't care about the identity of this man, they just want to be cool.
"Go, I'm not free tonight," Li Ang took a slight sip of wine, and glanced at a woman next to him who was familiar with his shoulder, and sure enough, this woman left here obediently, "Long time no see, Your Excellency Xiuyi." β
I don't know when, maybe no one noticed at all, next to Leon appeared a wide cloak, even covering the entire head, and what is more interesting is that there is still a black mask under the cloak, naturally this is Xiuyi Haier, who has been silent for a long time, in fact, he did not appear this time because he wanted to create any trouble, but just to discuss with Leon about the god Jishen Longmeier.
"Long time no see," Xiu Yi, who was wearing a mask, was just holding a wine glass, and he didn't want to drink, and his voices of both men and women had a hint of a smile, obviously the last time the two met was not a long time ago, "Has Ji Shen looked for you recently?"
"No," Leon shook his head, "why do you care about anything else?" didn't you say last time that I was in charge of this matter?"
Shaking the wine in the glass to the light, Xiu Yi said lightly, "My people have found her in Britain, and what makes me even more unhappy is that she seems to have found my enemy. β
"Don Quixote?" Leon put down the wine that had come to his lips, "Is your enemy so stupid that he never hides his whereabouts?"
"Sort of," Xiu Yi shrugged, "contact me if you have news of Himejin, and if not, you can continue to play your own game." β
"Walk slowly, Lord Xiuyi. β
"I don't need to send it" -
"You still dare to come to me?" Looking at Don Quixote sitting opposite her, Arthur Pendry seemed to feel that there was a nameless fire in her stomach, naturally for the last time she treated herself like that in front of her sister, for example, when he came over this time, Liya was avoiding Don Quixote at all, and didn't want to come out to see this man, it is conceivable that even if her sister let go of the love that was not love, but the scars caused by that time were enough to make this little girl remember for a lifetime.
"There is a country to the north of the Principality of Spider, next to my hometown of Ann Raven," Don Quixote put his hands side by side on the table, as if playing a piano, "and the people there deal with the snake all year round, and once they are bitten by the snake, they would rather cut off the bite directly than delay for a moment, because they know that delay is death." β
"Bastard, I'm telling you about my sister," Arthur Pendrey, as if to show his displeasure, slapped the table indignantly, "what a krait, what does it have to do with me." β
"Hey," Don Quixote lit a cigarette with his customary surname, "so you are a person, when it comes to emotional problems, all that bit of cleverness has been lost by you, you know? β
Hearing Don Quixote's explanation, Arthur Pendrier snorted and accepted, "What are you looking for me?"
"Whew~~" Don Quixote spat out a puff of cigarette, and suddenly the entire vicinity of the desk was wrapped in smoke, "Guess?"
"Your love line is tortuous, but it has no branches, that is, if there is no accident, you will be like any other half-elf, you may only have this love in your life, but," said Don Quixote, lightly scribbling Arthur Pendri's palm.
"Just what?"
Don Quixote grabbed Arthur Pendri's hand and gently put it next to his nose and sniffed, "You must have not washed your hands just now." β
"Smack!"
"Whew~~" Arthur Pendry, who inexplicably remembered that memory, took a sharp breath, "If you want to say it, say it, if you don't say it, get out of here!"
"Bad attitude," Don Quixote took out a magic crystal from the spatial ring with a cigarette in his mouth, put it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Arthur Pendrey, "but he has a surname!"
"Hmm~~" Arthur Pendrey also seemed to know that the man in front of him seemed to be unable to eat oil, and he could only be angry with himself when he was angry, "You want to use this magic crystal to buy me?" Looking at the magic crystal in Don Quixote's hand, Arthur Pendrey seemed to be a little confused, although this thing is very valuable, but it is just very valuable, not a very rare thing.
"Two hundred lord-level magic crystals of this level, according to the market price of one hundred thousand Char gold coins, a total of twenty million gold coins, but considering that the circulation rate of this thing itself is not so high, so the price is a little empty, I cut half of it, ten million gold coins, and considering that if these magic crystals appear in the market together, it will definitely cause price fluctuations, and it is difficult for anyone to completely eat them, so I cut half of the price and sell it to you for five million, but I want cash, I know that you Britain still have a great demand for this, and such magic crystals should be enough for you for a long time." β
"What do you want so much money for?" the shrewd Arthur Pendrier only calculated in an instant that she was not losing money in this transaction, but it would take some time to fully recover the funds, and she reached out to get the magic crystal, wanting to take a closer look, although the treasury had so many gold coins, "but if all at once"
"I may not be back for a long time after leaving this time, it will be a long time. β
Arthur Pendry was stunned for a moment, then slowly withdrew the hand that was grabbed by Don Quixote, "You seem to be a little different." (To be continued.) )