Siegel pulled out a blue space bag inlaid with gold wire, and pulled out a plasma crossbow magazine in front of everyone. He hooked it with his nimble fingers, took out one of the crossbow bolts inside, and placed it in his hand.

"Be careful!" said Sir Brown, "and when you take it out, it will burn very quickly." ”

"You're quite right. Siegel said. The bolts cracked and melted, but the plasma slipped through his fingers like a docile stream and sparkled to the floor. There was no smoke and no fire.

The lords looked at Siegel suspiciously, wondering why he had wasted such a crossbow. Since the advent of this weapon, the price has remained high, causing pain in the wallets of all lieges. However, the effect of the crossbow bolt on the battlefield is really strong, and it can be regarded as good value for money.

Siegel's actions are for the advisors of the Academy, and only fellow spellcasters can understand the difficulty of controlling Raging Plasma. In fact, the spell spells engraved on the ammo magazine itself are not very advanced, and all spellcasters who can make magic equipment can make good products. It's just that this huge amount is surprising, and the clever school advisors can't help but wonder if Siegel has some kind of contact with other World Spellcasting organizations.

The plasma crossbow bolt was definitely not made by the Mage Association and the school city, and the federation that was originally the most suspicious could basically be ruled out at present. With the exception of Siegel, only the dwarves at the top of Mora in the New World have such production capacity.

"Not long ago, I led my troops on a trip to Waterdeep. Siegel's words were like a stone thrown at a calm lake, and most of the people looked at him with shock. Only a few people seem to be mentally prepared for it, or their eyes do not change at all. Or a contrived look of surprise. "Waterdeep has been breached by the elves. The Wizards' Federation was destroyed. Then the whole city was ransacked by nomadic warriors in the steppe, and there was basically nothing left. The only thing to be thankful for is that Waterdeep's vast wealth satisfied the greed of the nomadic tribes, so the slaughter of the city did not occur. ”

"I found a batch of plasma crossbows from the Tri-Peaks Tower, the headquarters of the Mage Federation, but this is probably the last. As a mage, I already know how this weapon is made, the only problem is ......"

Siegel spread out his hands and placed them on the table in front of him. Say to everyone: "I have only two hands, and it is impossible for me to meet the needs of the whole South." ”

The implication of this sentence is that only the closest allies can get the Plasma Crossbow, and everyone else can only say sorry.

Baron Brown smiled and said to Siegel, "Your Excellency, it is already a great thing to be able to make crossbow arrows, and it is much better than running out of stock altogether. As far as I know, only the crossbow is a consumable, and this ammo magazine is reusable, right? and the crossbow is not a magic item, as long as there is a recipe for plasma, it can be crafted through a blacksmith shop. ”

It's a smart guy, or he follows the advice of smart people. "That's right, the craft of the crossbow is much simpler. And it doesn't require the involvement of a mage like an ammo magazine. I wonder who has the recipe for plasma?"

It's something you can't put on the table. Both Brown and Dre understand that only an exchange of benefits can get Siegel to get what they want.

Viscount Uther said, "As the wisest man of the South. I don't think this recipe will bother you, right?"

Siegel patted the Viscount's arm, looking very familiar and excited, and laughed: "Of course! This thing is not difficult for me!

Hmph, when there were thousands of troops, it only achieved the prestige of two "one-day war" victories. Dre Uther still can't see through Siegel and always tries to overestimate him, but he is convinced by his endless methods again and again. A few days ago, I heard the news from the advisor of the school city that Haim led a secret army to Waterdeep, circled the entire continent, avoided all the elven armies, first fought with the orcs, and then stabbed Waterdeep when it was the most vulnerable, which he thought he couldn't do. Viscount Uther took his own life, believing that Siegel must have gained a lot of benefits by traveling thousands of miles to attack Deep Water City. But what exactly did he get?

The Heim Collar was originally difficult to deal with, but now it is even more difficult to deal with. According to the news just came, Siegel personally commanded the army and raided the elven camp three times a day, completely lifting the siege of Mir City. Although he is still some way from recovering the entire Heim Territory, he has plenty of room to move.

Cavalry! There were thousands of cavalry, which made Uther jealous. He originally had the best cavalry unit in the entire South, but suffered heavy losses in the first "one-day war". He looked at the triumphant Siegel, rubbed his sore arm, and smiled bitterly. It seems that the young lord smiled too arrogantly, but only he knew that Siegel did have the capital to be arrogant.

"If we deliver empty magazines to Heim Territory, I wonder how many crossbows Lord Siegel can provide, and at what price?"

Although he was reluctant, he had to suffer this knife anyway. The lords of the South stared at Siegel's lips, afraid to hear terrible news from there.

"I am the youngest of all the lords in the south, and I am less than three years old now. Siegel said, "In addition to fighting a few battles, I also have little contact with the adults. Why don't you do this, since Viscount Uther has proposed the formation of an alliance of the Southern Lords, as long as everyone has no opinion on this matter, I will contribute the method of imitating crossbow arrows that I have researched as a gift for the establishment of the alliance, what do you think?"

Siegel casually threw a scroll on the table. The apricot-yellow parchment is covered with text, carefully tied with black string, and the seal of the nine-clawed squid is used as a badge. The scroll spun around twice and stopped in the center of the table.

The Mage Lord still smiled.

That's a bone!, Sir Brown thought maliciously. He kept more than twenty hounds in the castle, and when he fed them food, he had that posture and expression.

The hounds want to exchange the prey they catch for their usual bones, I wonder what Siegel wants the hounds to do? Although it took a lot of effort to finally invite the advisory mage of the school city, it seems that there is still a certain gap between it and the mage Siegel who became the lord. They didn't expect Siegel's approach to lead to a constant loss of initiative.

"Baron Siegel. Throughout the South. How many lords can have alchemists in their castles?" Brown said with a frown, "As far as I'm concerned. After opening the scroll, it knew me, and I certainly didn't recognize it. ”

A meat bone that can't be eaten and gnawed on will greatly reduce its attractiveness.

"It's a gift, and it's never an excuse to shirk responsibility. If I can bring an ammo magazine, I'd like to load you with plasma bolts. There are only two things: this can't be free, and each crossbow bolt hardware is worth it, and I need to meet the needs of my own territory before I can provide it to the public. ”

"Why don't you grab it?" a lord shouted out of nowhere.

Siegel nodded, with a very sincere expression: "This is indeed not as good as robbery." ”

Sir Uther pressed down with both hands: "Time of war." Weapons and armor will be a little more expensive than usual, let alone such a useful weapon. But listen to you, the Heim Collar is not responsible for transportation, and the others need to take the ammunition magazine to Myr City?"

"Yes. Siegel said, "I am only a lord, and I have rights only in my own territory. ”

"Heim's territory is in the northernmost part of the country, and many of its territories need to traverse multiple elven control zones to reach them, and they are full of dangers along the way. ”

Siegel nodded and agreed, "This is indeed true. However, since everyone is already going to fight the elves to the north, they will always pass by Heim's territory, and it is not too far away. ”

Viscount Uther choked. With a sip in his mouth, he took a sip of mulled wine from his horn cup. The Heim Lords are north of all the Southern Lords. It has always been at the forefront of the fight against elves. Although it is not known how Siegel reached a truce with the elves, since the war is now officially engaged, then the Heim Territory is undoubtedly under the most pressure. All elves will come from the north, in the best condition and armament, and even if the elves are repulsed, they will go from the north, and the land of Heim will be trampled at least twice.

"Everyone is a nobleman who talks about honor and has an oath, so it is natural to unite and face difficulties together. Viscount Uther shook his fingers, took a roll of paper from the advisor behind him, and handed it to Siegel.

After unfolding, the first thing that catches your eye is the royal seal of the Starry Kingdom, as well as a large "knighthood certificate".

How can a baron who can only be passed down for three generations become a hereditary count? As long as he has influence that cannot be ignored, and he has a strong enough army.

"Lord Siegel, you are different from us. You swear allegiance to the royal family, and the title can go all the way up to the Grand Duke. We will never be able to surpass the Lord's house. But when you reach the earl's title, you can no longer be a little baron and a pioneer knight in Waterdeep, don't you say?"

"I've severed my ties with Waterdeep. Siegel looked at the certificate again, and saw that it was not dated, and knew that something must be in it. "I wonder what else His Majesty has commanded?"

"When the elves leave the Southern Realms, it will be the day when you will be officially made an earl. I think that day will definitely come, won't it?"

The count is not just a title, but represents the promotion of the power of the realm. Especially with the addition of the four words hereditary replacement, Heim Collar has truly become the squid family's own thing. As long as there is no act of rebellion, no one can interfere with Siegel's absolute jurisdiction over Heim Territory, and even if King Aaron arrives and sees any dissatisfaction, he can only reprimand him, not directly intervene.

For a mage, a change in title does not lead to an increase in strength, but it is a good opportunity for his subordinates. A baron could only have three or four knight servants, plus a number of knightly allegiances, while the count was quite different. Siegel can have three viscounts to pledge allegiance, and the procedure is as simple as reporting to the royal family. There are also a number of barons under each viscount, which is enough to arrange many people with outstanding military achievements or outstanding political achievements.

But this title book was received from Viscount Uther, and he always felt that it tasted wrong. I don't know what kind of promise the Kingdom of Stars has given him, although Dre Uther is not directly loyal to the royal family, and his title may not be promoted, but it will certainly give him some kind of power to serve loyally. Judging from the current situation, maybe he will be given the title of Guardian of the New World, responsible for dealing with problems between nobles?

Siegel suddenly felt that the paper in his hand was much lighter. He set his eyes on the signature of the title book, "Aaron Starry", a few words dancing with dragons and phoenixes, very beautiful. But no matter how you look at it, the handwriting is sickly, soft, and powerless. (To be continued.) )

PS: The eighth upload, I'm about to be beaten by the back of the dot mother.