Afternoon.

Crescent collar.

After three days of heavy snowfall, it was rare to have good weather on the fourth day.

The sun was shining, the sky was cloudless, and if the cold wind from the north could have been lighter, it would have been almost perfect.

Of course, no matter how cold the wind is, it can't affect the lord and the two lord's wives who are bathed in the warm sun in the sunshine hall on the second floor.

The two women were lying on thick leather chairs, snuggling side by side, looking at a comic strip of children's drawings from the city of Angry Waves in the east.

The children's painting is called "The Adventures of Tintin", which tells the story of a brave teenager who adventures in various dangerous situations beyond gold, with beautiful comic illustrations, which is very interesting.

Counting the time, both daughters have been pregnant for more than four months.

The two girls' originally flat little bellies also bulged slightly, their appetite increased a little, and they became slightly plump, but not much.

When you wear a loose dress, you can't see any changes.

As the lord's wife, at this time, she will naturally be at ease to raise the fetus, she can't be tired, try to cast spells, and keep her mood comfortable.

Lawson is also rarely idle.

He was lazily lying on the thick leather recliner, and his body was covered with a layer of grizzly skin mattress, and the warm sun was shining on the mattress, and the whole person was very warm, which made people want to sleep.

As he was squinting, he heard the voice of Thrandis in his ears.

"Rosen, I forgot to tell you something, I discussed it carefully with Gendelloni and found a very effective rune orb improvement plan."

Rosen nestled in his leather mattress and lazily responded, "Madam, just leave these things to your subordinates, it's important to take care of your health."

Thrandis disagreed: "It's okay to relax properly, but not completely, otherwise after the child is born, even the mage's hand will not be able to be used."

"yes, yes, it's uncomfortable to be idle all the time."

Lawson yawned and pulled the mattress down, "Okay, okay, I'll surrender. Let's talk about it carefully."

Thrandis pushed his girlfriend: "Jenny, come on."

Gendelloni began to elaborate on the idea of improvement.

"I've found that using rune balls with inner and outer nests leads to complex structures and less reliability. It's better to change to a rune ball structure that is simply connected to the front and back."

Rosen laughed when he heard this, "Sounds good, go on."

"Alice came up with the idea. Alice said that after the front and back are linked, the rune ball in front is responsible for attacking, and the back is responsible for throwing. When the throw is complete, the back part is discarded, and only the front part is allowed to fly out."

"In this way, it can not only reduce the mana consumption, but also increase the flight speed of the rune ball."

It's actually a bullet.

The only difference was that the thrust source was changed from gunpowder burst propulsion to uniform acceleration of throwing spells.

"Very good, is there anything else?"

"Then, after actually making it, I found that I could also make the front end into an arrow-like shape, and then during the throwing process, I designed a spiral throwing force field that not only accelerates, but also rotates."

"It's like a spinning top, as long as it spins, it won't roll easily, and it's more stable when flying, and it won't float."

"In this way, the rate of fire and range can be greatly improved, and maybe ordinary infantry guns can hit a kilometer."

Rosen actually knew everything, but he pretended not to know, only came up with a rudimentary idea, and let it develop freely.

But he didn't expect it to develop so quickly, which also shows that the soul is strong, and the wizard who pays attention to imagination is much more powerful than the scholars of the previous life.

As long as someone makes a breakthrough from 0 to 1 to prove that this path is feasible, they can quickly go from 1 to 100.

So, he clapped his hands and exclaimed, "What a brilliant idea, so let's change it like this."

Receiving Rosen's compliment, Gendeloni was delighted and grinned.

"I'll be in charge of providing ideas now, and to get to work, you'll have to find my chief apprentice, Lotana."

"I will."

With training at any cost, Lotana has made rapid progress and is now one of the main refiners of the factory.

After chatting about business, Thrandis suddenly asked, "Rosen, will you choose a name for the child?"

Rosen had already figured out, "The boy will be called Rod, and the girl will be called Lorna."

They are all names that fit the world, and they are all surnamed Luo, hehe.

Thrandis didn't expect to get the answer so quickly: "The name is so simple."

Gendelloni commented, "But it's easy to remember."

"So call it that."

At this moment, the voice of a maid came from the door of the warm hall.

"Master, a visitor from Winterfell claims to be Madame's brother and Second Madame's father."

As soon as they heard this, the two goddesses were shocked, and they showed very surprised expressions.

Thrandis didn't understand, "Why did my brother come to me?"

There was a hint of anger on Gendeloni's face, "Didn't I return the money to the man?"

At the beginning, the man trained her to be a refiner, and spent a total of 6,000 crowns, of which 5,000 was the money from her mother's dowry, and 1,000 was from the man.

So, she sent back 10,000 crowns and wrote a letter to sever the father-daughter relationship once and for all.

I thought that the matter was over, but I didn't expect this ruthless man to come to the door.

Lawson was shocked, completely lost his sleepiness, and got up with a bone: "Is there anyone else besides these two?"

"Nope."

"Understood, you tell them to wait in the reception room, and I'll be right over."

"Yes, master."

After the maid left, Rosen looked at the two girls, "Alice, Anna, Jenny, what is your attitude?"

Anna's mana soul came out with an indifferent expression.

"When he insisted on taking me to the Mad Tower, he wasn't my brother anymore. I don't want to see him."

Alice nodded too, "Me too."

Gendeloni was the same: "Me too. Honey, help me get it done."

She will never forgive that man in her life!

Rosen understood: "Okay, then don't think about anything, leave it to me to deal with, and make sure it is handled beautifully."

A smile appeared on Thrandis's face, "Just let my ruthless brother taste my husband's awesomeness!"

Gendeloni also waved her little white fist: "Yes, let that ruthless man know that I can't be messed with now!"

Lawson put on his most gorgeous clothes, took the Mana Torrent Staff, and brought all the powerful magic weapons, and walked towards the guest reception room in the front yard.

Soon he reached the ground, pushed the door and walked in, and saw two noble men sitting in the room.

One was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and looked seven or eight points similar to Thrandis, apparently her brother.

The other was in his early forties, with slightly gray sideburns, and was quite tall, and his elegant face, which was like five or six points like Gendeloni, showed a hint of sorrow, as if he had been constantly cursed with misery.

After seeing Rosen, the two immediately got up to greet him, calling him a baron.

This one is his eldest brother, and the other is his father-in-law, but unfortunately the relationship is stiff.

Rosen nodded faintly in response, walked over and sat down on the bench opposite the two.

"Sit down, and tell me what you're here for."

Without waiting for the two to speak, he emphasized: "Don't talk about family affection, if you really have family affection, you won't wait until now. So, let's just tell me the truth!"

These words blocked the words that came to the lips of the two of them.

The two looked at each other.

At last, the middle-aged miserable man spoke, "I am Sir Eloway, Gendeloni's father, and we have come here because of the orders of the Sons of Wiland."

The third son?

This guy moves pretty fast.

Rosen quickly recalled the information about Winterfell that Percy had spied on, very

Locate relevant content quickly.

The third son of the Duke of Ice, Wiland. Saint. Deutarod, a great samurai with the power of Master Level 4, is armed with a spear, refined by the late Electrolux, called the "Enemy Breaking Silence Gun", which can exert the ultimate power of Gundam Master Level 5.

Of course, as a childe, force is just an embellishment, and what is terrifying is his power.

Judging from the past information, this third prince is obviously not here to win him over.

He immediately asked, "What did Childe say?"

Ser Elloway sighed lightly, "Prince Wieland said, I hope you will always remain neutral, or we and our family will suffer first."

Lawson doesn't care about the fate of the other party's family at all, but in the end, it is his wife and mother's family, and it is always not a good thing to suffer.

He spread his hands, "I'd love to be neutral, but I don't want to say anything about it."

"Or is it that Son Wieland has already figured out a way to keep me neutral?"

Ser Eloway nodded, "Prince Wiland has asked you to stop training any unreliable construction mages immediately, and never try to use this immature spell to bewitch his father."

"Because he didn't want to be on the battlefield and the fortress beneath his feet would be dispersed into a pile of mud by the orcs overnight."

Lawson wanted to laugh when he heard it, because orcs are best at brute force-driven martial arts, and spells are complete support.

No, witchcraft to be exact.

If an orc shaman could use sorcery to disperse an entire fortress into a pile of mud, the total power of that sorcery would be enough to break through any fortress in the world.

I feel that this Wieland son is really a typical martial artist, arrogant and ignorant.

Originally, this was nothing, but such a martial artist stood in a high position of power.

Of course, no matter how ridiculous the other party's statement is, it is as his son, so Rosen must not care about his opinion.

He thought for a moment and said, "Then since Childe ordered so, I have nothing to say."

"Naturally, I will do what Childe wants, and I will never provide any construction mages for the Duke."

Eloway shook her head again, correcting Rosen.

"No, Childe's order is to stop training construction mages immediately, disband them, and don't develop any petrification, let alone use any petrification, because they are unreliable."

"In short, as long as the North belongs to the Ice Duke, we don't want to continue to see such unreliable spells in the North."

That's pretty outrageous.

Because Rosen was a vassal of the House of Ormisia.

In principle, the third prince has no right to command himself.

At most, he pressures the Ormisia family to change his mind.

Rosen couldn't help but ask, "Has the third prince ever understood the art of petrochemical construction?"

Sir Eloway sighed again.

"We don't know. We are only responsible for conveying orders. If you don't obey, the third prince will cut us first, and then come back to you."

Rosen thought about it carefully and thought that there was no need to clash with the people of the Duke's family in the north, especially since the third son, Wiland, was very likely to inherit the title.

So, he simply nodded in agreement, "I'll stop doing anything related to petrochemical construction in the North immediately."

Since there is such a wonderful boy in the north, then his petrified construction skills are not sold in the north.

He didn't have much to lose personally, because the north didn't make a lot of money in the first place.

Anyway, the Valley of the Cold Wind is close to Winterfell, and if the fortress is breached, it will be Winterfell who will suffer first.

When the time comes, he will just take his family and confidants and run away.

Seeing that Rosen was so cooperative, Sir Eloway let out a long sigh, "Thank you Baron for your understanding."

After a pause, he said, "Can I see my daughter?"

Rosen smiled faintly: "Yes, but pay me back 10,000 kroner first, and I'll let you see her when I see the money."

"Forget it."

Rosen looked at Brother Thrandis:

"What about you, do you want to see Anna?"

The young man hesitated, and asked, "Does Anna want to see me?"

"I don't want to."

"Then I'm gone."

"Don't stay here with me, those two, please come back."

The two looked at each other, got up and left.

Lawson didn't move, just sat in a chair and waited, and after about half an hour, a stranger pushed open the door to the VIP reception hall.

He didn't come in, but stood by the door and whispered, "Your Highness, let me tell you, so that you don't have a confrontation with Wiland."

This highness is Princess Hayley Soya.

Lawson spread his hands, "To be honest, Prince Wiland's order seems a little unreasonable."

"Prince Wilander is the most favored by the Duke now, and he won't care about that."

"Is he a fool to be a duke?"

"The Duke is nearly 70 years old, and his energy is much less than before, and the specific people who do things are the three sons, especially Wiland."

"Oh~ I see. You reassure Her Royal Highness the princess that I will never have a conflict with the third prince."

He would rather make a few tens of thousands of crowns less than get involved in this strange family's.

"Thank you for your understanding."

The figure exited the reception room and left.

Lawson sat in his chair for a moment and couldn't help but sigh.

"What a selfish and short-sighted third son."

Immediately, he was very sympathetic to the mages of Winterfell.

He'd encounter this kind of from 1,500 meters away, and the mage of Winterfell was definitely in dire straits.

Thinking of the Marquis of Hollennir in the south of Shattered Leaf City, Rosen felt that the lord of this other world was arrogant, greedy, and stupid.

Of course, he will use all kinds of means to deal with it, and he is confident that he will win in the end.

But he really hates to mingle with these stinky fish and shrimp in the sludge pond.

Sitting in a chair, with his index and middle fingers together and gently rubbing the beard on his chin, Rosen's inky blue eyes shone with contempt.

"Since the earth is full of fools, perhaps I should consider building my city on high in the heavens."

For the first time, he really had the idea of building a floating city.

Suspended at an altitude of thousands of meters, it gathers water vapor to draw water, builds a spell farmland for self-sufficiency, and sets up a spell computing core to automatically control the operation of the city.

Then set up a large number of extraordinary weapons as defense, use extraordinary cannons for long-range attacks, and intercept dense arrays for close attacks.

To see who is unhappy, drive the floating city to Mount Tai to the top.

Look at the world, who else will bother him!

Especially an uninformed martial artist like the third prince, who directly bombarded him with hundreds of extraordinary cannons, and asked him if it was a trick!

Of course, building a big floating city is not a momentary angry counterattack, nor is it to escape the world.

He had this idea, and he had a deep consideration.

The transcendent world is a jungle world, and if he is promoted alone, his life will be aggrieved and dangerous.

It may even be ten times more aggrieved than it is now, or even a hundred times more aggrieved!

If you can pull a group of like-minded mages to promote together and form extraordinary allies, then even if the offense is insufficient, self-protection is definitely enough.

And building a floating city is not only to create a super powerful magic weapon, but also to set a grand goal

An ideal township that can gather talents and let all wise people work together.

Because the Terrans are a strange race, when they have no purpose, they will gradually degenerate into puppets of low-level desires.

But if there is a grand goal in the heart, it will fade away from animal nature and reveal the brilliance of divinity!

With a grand strategy from above, Rosen is not immersed in Yin-style fantasies.

He immediately returned to reality and pondered the feasibility.

"If you really want to build a large floating city that crushes the earthly world, relying on the resources of Crescent Town will definitely not be enough."

"I feel like it takes at least the power of the Duke to gather enough resources."

"What should I do?"

"Regardless of the future, for now, it is better to do business and make money, invest in laboratories, accumulate knowledge, and cultivate talents."

"Accumulate step by step, and when the conditions are ripe, we will start building directly!"

Not to mention the others, Rosen himself has infinite motivation in his heart.

Of course, when the high-rise buildings rise from the ground, you can't be in a hurry for a while, just take it one step at a time.

I thought about it, I wanted to go to the study, but before I got up, there was a knock on the door of the reception room.

The attendant's voice rang out: "Master, a distinguished guest is coming."