"You really should have informed your colleagues in the Federation. A dragon that has run into human territory threatens the safety of a mage for no reason, and we have the power to capture or kill it from any point of view. "That's the opinion from the Federation. Siegel thought it was interesting: after the magic ship took off, they seemed eager to test its power. "Archmage Siegel, if you agree, send a mission to the Federation, and we will capture this beast for you. Magical ships can also conduct air patrols to help defend the airspace of Heim Territory. ”

"How are you going to reply to us?" Vywood didn't seem to have the consciousness of the United Mage, and sat upright in Siegel's study after delivering the letter. "In my opinion, the completion of the magic ship has made some mages hot-headed, lost their calm thinking, and somewhat overestimated their own strength. Although this letter is a synthesis of the opinions of the Federation, please be assured that this letter would not have passed at all if it were not for the observation of which mages were more likely to be radical and short-sighted. ”

There are factions everywhere, even in the thriving Mage Federation. Although Archmage William is away all year round and claims that he doesn't worry about the day-to-day affairs of the Federation, Siegel is still the only resident Archmage, but the Federation is still slowly evolving into two factions. Some want to maintain the status quo and continue to study the subsequent development of the Myrcanon Core and train mage apprentices under the leadership of Archmage Siegel. Others want to leave the Heim Territory with the magic ship, at least to a neutral location, lest the world mistakenly believe that the Federation has become the private property of the Heim Territory.

There's nothing wrong with them, except that the former is more in Siegel's interest. I believe that if it weren't for the fact that the Three-Peak Pagoda couldn't move, the Federation would have had such a situation when it was in Deepwater City. Siegel also didn't expect to be able to tie the Federation to the Heim collar for the rest of his life. He only needs ten years. So that the federation can do its best to train a group of mages for Heimling. so that the academy can continue to operate.

He foresaw a new era, a world dominated by magicians, where alchemy, magical, and advanced potions would replace blacksmiths and archers as the core of combat power.

Therefore, Siegel wants to make sure that the research and development direction of the federation in this decade is consistent with his ideas. It's a win-win for the federation and Heimling, except that some people focus on maximizing the benefits. Obviously, both sides can get an eight-point advantage, but people like them prefer a situation where they have ten points and the other party has four points.

"And do you see who's who?" Siegel shook his head. Said helplessly: "There are still more than four months, and the dwarven meeting will be held, and the news of the goblin world will be known to the whole world." While this is now an open secret at the top of organizations, whoever knows more will have a head start. What's the point of sending the magic ship out now, other than to show off its might, and it's ridiculous how you came up with the idea to patrol the skies over Haim's territory. ”

"Understood, this situation will soon be stopped. In order for the Federation to be able to re-establish itself in front of the world, it is time to be united. Wilwood felt the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes. The time for indulgence has passed, and the young mages should be warned. Or suppressed. Academic contention does not mean lax management, especially during this critical period.

Siegel picked up the quills and began to write back. The content was simple, first thanking the Federation for keeping an eye on what was happening in Heim Territory, and then very politely declining the offer to hunt dragons and patrol the magic ships. He also asked about the derivation of the recipe for explosives, and if the alchemists could find a way to produce it cheaply in large quantities.

Wilwood took the reply and first looked at it himself. "The recipe is almost complete, and there are only ten days left before it is completely copied. However, the production cost is still a big problem, relying on the method of the alchemy laboratory, this explosive is three times more expensive than the thunderstone, and no one can afford to equip it. He then smiled, "But it's a good way to keep them busy." As long as people are busy, they don't have too many extra thoughts. ”

"I hope so. Siegel stood up. This meant the send-off, and Wilwood folded the letter and put it in the space bag. Before leaving, he said, "Archmage Siegel, don't you think about it anymore? Having Archmage William represent the Federation at the Dwarven Council is not the best choice. ”

"In the long run, after all, the federation and the Heim collar cannot become one. That would either cause the Federation to split again, or it would turn Lord Heim into the Masked Council of Waterdeep. I can't guarantee that my descendants will be archmages, can I?"

"Isaac is smart and clever, who said he can't be an archmage, after all, he has your blood in his veins. It's just that a child is a little less, I know that there are many people who are willing to share your worries. ”

"Ha, you're so kind. If you keep talking, I'll mistake you for my steward. Siegel waved his hand and said, "Let's think about goblins first, they are more attractive to me." ”

"Hahahaha, this joke ......" Wilwood shook his head with a smile and left holding his stomach.

The tournament continued, and this time no more green dragons came out to cause trouble, and the Griffins soon left Heim Territory, and it is said that they sailed all the way east to the Old World. As for their relationship with the green dragon, whether they had a long relationship or were temporarily coerced, everyone has different opinions. Siegel had his own opinion: the Green Dragon was nothing more than an errand runner in the whole matter, and what it said when it left Heim Territory was clearly on a mission. Who commands it behind the green dragon, and what kind of plans it has, this is the question that the mage is concerned about.

But no one can answer this question for him except the Master of Prophecy.

It's not always that Archmage William is able to deliver news in advance, so not having his own Master of Prophecy will put the Federation at a constant disadvantage. But the prophecy spells never smiled at Siegel, and he found himself unsuccessful in this area. Only by obtaining sufficient information and making targeted preparations can the mage exert his strongest strength.

Not only Siegel, but also Heim Collar also needs to be prepared, and warriors who show their intelligence or excellent shooting ability in the tournament are the key targets of Siegel's recruitment. Heim had the superior weapon of the Plasma Burst Crossbow, so Seagal's soldiers focused more on long-range attacks. For the average lord, the knight's armor, weapons, and mounts do not need to be paid for, but the consumption of arrows and crossbows needs to be paid for by him, so long-range strikes are throwing gold coins on the battlefield. The maintenance cost and lifespan of a bow and crossbow are much smaller than that of a metal weapon, so only a few wealthy lords will equip and stock up on such things in large quantities.

"Sooner or later, the muskets from the goblins will reach this world and affect the course of history. Siegel was keeping an eye on the production of the explosives formula, which was currently the biggest obstacle to the promotion of muskets.

The Golem troops will also need to change their strategy, and the strong and powerful melee attack Golem will be eliminated sooner or later. In front of a firearm, the larger the size, the easier it is to be hit, and even the dwarves' fine armor can't stop the musket, so what reason is there for the golem to perform better?

Therefore, the golem had to be small and light, and if it could be the size of a cat, it would be ideal. In the face of strong and weak weapons, the ability to hide and shoot first is particularly important, and movement is the second thing to consider.

As for what weapons to equip, Siegel has not yet figured out. The strongest weapon in his hand is, of course, the electromagnetic cannon, but once it is equipped on the golem, it will quickly attract the attention of others, and it is a sure thing to be cracked. Goblin muskets are preferred, but they need to wait for the gunpowder recipe. At the moment, it seems that either the Elemental Golem's ranged attack method will be used, or the repeating crossbow will be used.

Siegel shook his head and decided that it would be better to deal with the Golem's miniaturization and movement ability first, and the choice of weapons could be put to rest. When it comes to golem making, the Mage Guild is much higher than the Federation, and many books can only be found from the Guild. In the end, this level could not be bypassed, and the two archmages of the federation had to meet with the archmages of the mage association.

It is not known who they will send to the dwarven meeting, and this information is kept strictly secret, and there is little possibility of being inquired into. Although it was delayed again and again, the meeting organized by the two mages was inevitable. William had made it clear that he didn't want to get involved, so Siegel, despite his reluctance, had no choice but to bite the bullet in order to find the missing spells.

Thankfully, the Federation has a council where the voting mages come together to decide on policy. Even Siegel can't decide the affairs of the federation in one word, which is very different from the past when the Big Three could decide everything. There's less influence, but Siegel doesn't have a headache for setting guidelines and bottom lines.

The Council attempted to pass a motion that "leave the Archmage attending the meeting to have full authority to liaise with the Association", but was rejected by Siegel as an archmage. With his smug smile in front of him, the leaders of the various factions had to face the fact that they had to come up with a concrete plan, even if it was against the Mage Guild with the Great Prophet and thus ahead of the curve.

The bell rang again in the direction of the arena, and it looked like the afternoon game was about to begin. Siegel stood up and decided to go to the rostrum of the jousting arena to continue his thinking. He gradually adapted to staying focused in a noisy environment while still being able to keep an eye on the field.

He pulled out his wand and was about to cast a teleportation spell when he heard the door to the study slam open. Janet rushed in, a letter in her hand. What happened to make her so embarrassed?

"Letter, Siegel, a letter from Sir Bill. She shoved the letter into Siegel's hand and said, "Something big is about to happen." ”

"What could it be?" Siegel skimmed at quickly, then his eyes widened. His brow furrowed tightly, and he carefully read the letter from beginning to end, word by word.

"The two of them are going to meet, at the meeting of the dwarves?" Siegel still felt incredulous, his head buzzing, "They can't really be that big, are they?" (To be continued.) )