Chapter 133: Rejection of nominations
"Druids have a natural affinity for animals, and it seems to be." Colin couldn't help but sigh.
Kobolds are also humanoid creatures in the classification of magical biology, but their intelligence and sociality are obviously inferior to orcs, although Colin can communicate with it, but on the one hand, the language of this creature is also extremely rudimentary, and it is impossible to express much precise meaning, on the other hand, in full view, he does not want to be treated as a monster.
And in this regard, elven druids are animal affinity, which is clearly more effective than verbal communication.
Colin then thought that after learning natural spells, could he also be considered a druid?
However, before he could ask, Olivia explained, "Druids do have an extra affinity for animals, but kobolds are not. ”
"But I think it's very close to you, huh?"
"It's not intimacy." Olivia laughed, "It's fear. ”
"Fear?"
"You should know that we don't have a good relationship with the dwarves."
"Know a little." As a human, Colin always had a strange feeling when he talked about this in front of the elves.
"In fact, the history of the dwarves is not much shorter than that of the elves, and there have been countless wars between our two sides tens of thousands of years ago."
Among the four intelligent races.
Elves and Naga belong to the same lineage, the origin is no longer verifiable, the dwarves appeared a little later, and the history of mankind is the shortest.
"I don't know much." Colin Road.
"According to our records, although we already had magic, the elves had not yet acquired druid skills, and the Mother Tree of Life had been asleep, so we could not take advantage of the dwarves who were born with magic resistance." Olivia Road.
"These things are not recorded in the books of mankind." Colin chuckled.
"In the long confrontation, the elves have been in a bad mood because they have been inferior for a long time, so when they meet kobolds who are somewhat similar to the dwarves, they are inevitably a little more extreme." Olivia's voice was a little embarrassed, and she added, "This has probably been going on for more than 10,000 years. ”
Colin was speechless for a moment.
He finally understood what it meant.
To put it bluntly, the elves back then couldn't do anything with the dwarves, so they threw their anger on the kobolds who were somewhat similar to the dwarves.
It's a pity that these little guys, who have almost no combat ability, are chased and beaten by the elves who are several dimensions higher in intelligence and force, and they have no power to fight back at all, and they don't even know why they were beaten.
After suffering oppression for tens of thousands of years, these kobolds, who were completely unable to resist, have evolved the character of kneeling and licking when they see elves, and they have not changed until now.
As the two spoke, the kobold was already holding his face to Olivia's instep with a look of intoxication, and the latter, presumably remembering his ancestor's misbehavior, scratched the top of the other's head with his foot.
Colin laughed, "I just know that kobold mining is a good hand." ”
"It's because of this trait that the first elves regarded them as close relatives of the dwarves." Olivia sighed: "These little creatures are afraid of the sun, they like dark and damp places, and the reason they keep digging holes is nothing more than to find some food like rats, snakes, and insects. ”
"Your Excellency, I have a request." Colin is colored.
"You say." Olivia teased the kobold with her feet with a flat expression.
"As you may have seen, I've been trying to build Winterfell in hopes of making everyone's lives a little better."
"You human civilians are not doing very well." Olivia spoke politely. Compared to the elves' leisurely lives, most humans can even be called miserable.
"Any race with a large number is destined to not be able to live like elves." Colin said: "But I still hope to make some changes, at least to make the lives of my lords a little better, but unfortunately there is an extreme shortage of manpower, and I was just discussing the idea of forming a miner team with my subordinates, and I happened to encounter this ......
"What do you mean, you want the kobold to help you mine?"
"According to what I know about biology, kobolds are used to living in groups, with 400 to 500 people per group, and they like to dig holes, so they are very suitable for this."
"You want me to control and direct them for you?" Olivia nodded.
"I do have the idea."
Colin's first thought when he saw the kobold was that the miners had fallen.
However, although he himself can communicate with these strange creatures, he cannot effectively control them, and even if he subdues them by force, once he is underground, Colin has nothing to do with them.
What's more, he doesn't have time to keep an eye on these little things, after all, his energy still needs to be more focused on his academic research.
But elves are different, these long-lived races with blood suppression for kobolds can easily restrain and command them.
Colin continued, "I can even feed them as long as they can continue to produce ore for the fort. ”
Olivia smiled, "They may not like human food, if you really want to give them a little encouragement, maybe you can consider exchanging candles with them." ”
"That's a good idea."
Candles are to kobolds what mint is to elves.
In kobold language, the only word with the most clear direction may be "candle". It was the only way to illuminate these dwarf races who lived deep underground all year round.
In the few records of human contact with these monsters, they are often heard shouting the same sound, and everyone thinks it is some kind of animal roar, but Colin knows that this sentence translates to "Do not steal my candles".
However, the so-called candles of kobolds are very different from candles in the human concept.
The best raw materials for candles in the human world are the by-products of the extraction from a liquid fuel called "black water", which has just been discovered in recent years, and ordinary candles made from ash trees or animal fats are commonly used.
But kobolds are obviously unable to make very complex candles with their intelligence, and are often made only of some kind of resin and burn-resistant wood.
"These little things are pitiful to say." Olivia looked at the kobold at her feet: "I've never done anything like it before, maybe this is indeed a path to try." ”
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Western Continent.
Werner Division of the Magic Federation.
When Austin saw his teacher Felix coming out of the laboratory, he hurriedly put down his work and stood up.
"Teacher, I heard that you rejected the nomination for this year's Albert Prize?"
"Hmm."
"Why? The award of the Albert Award in the year the paper was published is also very rare in the history of the entire award. ”
Austin couldn't understand the teacher's thoughts.
Is there an Albert Prize-level discovery in the field of elemental theory?
"The Practical Application of the High Energy Collapse of the Water Element in the Water System Spell Model" is a discovery that affects not ordinary engineering or biology, but the largest proportion of modern magic theory.
Even in the Western Continent, where the academic atmosphere is the strongest, what magicians value most is their own strength, and spells and spiritual power are the most intuitive embodiment of the former.
Therefore, new discoveries in spell models are always the most sensational.
Felix's paper was able to win the Albert Prize for the first time that year, and it is precisely because of this.
"You don't know why my experiment was successful." Felix glanced at his student.
"But that doesn't affect ......"
"Of course!" Felix exclaimed: "My research results for two whole years are not as helpful as a paper brought to me, in this case, how do you want me to have the face to accept this award, not to mention that the award of 'proof of the fourth conjecture' is still on hold." ”
Felix didn't let the student speak, and said in a slightly calm tone: "If I am ready to retire immediately, I may be able to go to the Blue City with a cheeky face, but I am only sixty years old, and I still want to continue on the road of academics, once I receive this award, my heart will make all my pride disappear, and I don't have to think about any achievements again......"
Felix sighed slightly: "You may not be able to understand it now, but when you come into contact with the real profound knowledge, you will find that in many cases, research is not only knowledge, but also mentality may be the most important."
"Without pride and self-confidence, there is nothing left of a magician."
Although Austin still couldn't understand it thoroughly, she somewhat understood what the teacher meant.
"Teacher, the author of that paper, is it still not disclosed?"
"The embassy refused to say, and I didn't continue to ask, anyway, for the Blue Alliance, since it is definitely Tulum's person, I don't know who it is, but it's a good thing, hum......"
"Is it possible that Roman Sagan?" Austin guessed.
For the magicians of the Western Continent, the only thing that can attract attention in the whole Tulum has always been this name.
"Who knows, it's not impossible, that old guy has always been unfathomable. It is said that a few years ago, I accepted a disciple who did not awaken and made a fuss, but after that disciple awakened, after participating in the primary assessment, there was no movement, and recently he was sent to the Twilight Fortress to defend against orcs. ”
"Maybe the younger generation of Tulum can't be completely underestimated." Austen was still accustomed to looking at Tulum and Oshick in terms of the West Continent.
"Whoever it is, though, I bet ......"
Felix said with a calm face: "That guy won't end here, judging from the quality of his paper and the thinking he shows, I'm afraid the academic circle in the Western Continent will be very lively in the next few years......"
(End of chapter)