Chapter 21: Their Thoughts
"There's nothing out of the ordinary for the time being, and I feel like I'm just a little young top student. Curt summed up with a smile, "The mana base is a bit surprisingly high, and it's a good seedling." It's just not mature enough, and whatever I think in my heart comes out of my face. β
"Good seedlings... How to say it, if you want to say that good seedlings are indeed not true, you can't say that they are not. The eldest sister took out a notebook and stared at it intently for a while before she said to Curt, "Do you want to take a look? This is the information I gathered when you participated in the mission." β
He took the note from his eldest sister's hand and flipped through it. The notes are all about the Oscars. These records are recorded from his birth to his upbringing, and although they cannot be said to be exhaustive, they also basically record most of the trajectory of his life.
Records clearly show that Oscar Rogris was born on the tenth day of the month of the Flower Moon in 1357 A.D. in the village of Brienni, near Catrice. The family is not large, with only three people, including father Brian Rogries, mother Lisa Rogries, and Oscar herself.
The family used to have a small piece of farmland, but it was taken away due to debt not long after Oscar was born, and Oscar's father had to go to a nearby mine to sell his body to earn the family's living expenses, and his mother also needed to do some manual work to support the family.
It can be said that Oscar's childhood, like most of the people in the village, was quite poor and shabby, but the family still managed to squeeze out some money to let him go to school. And his grades have lived up to his family's expectations - not good, but not too bad.
In general, Oscar's life is not something that anyone notices. At most, he was injured by bad boys from the same school when he was about 10 years old and sent to the clinic. The record does not have the name of the "bad boy", but it is indicated that Oscar stopped writing after the injury was not light.
An even stranger record appeared in the back, after being beaten this time, Oscar seemed to be playing smarter. After he was discharged from the hospital, his grades in all subjects improved dramatically, and he also jumped from an ordinary student at the upper middle level to a good student at the top of the list.
If it wasn't for being beaten smart, what would it be? Curt couldn't help but look twice. But he didn't feel anything strange after allβmaybe he had only achieved this result because he had made up his mind to study harder, and his current personality might have been cultivated at that time.
Seeing the last part, he also got a good score in the school's spell test, so he was able to recommend the qualification of a student to be sent to the academy to study. Half of the annual fee is borne by the government, and there is also a certain amount of subsidy for the living expenses that are usually needed.
Still, his family struggled to pay his school fees β his father had broken his back while repairing his house last winter and has not yet fully recovered. The family, who had lost his main labor force, now had to bear his tuition and his father's medical care.
This may be the reason why Oscar chose to become a mercenary.
"Haha, this record is really amazing, everything has been recorded. Closing the notebook, Curt's expression didn't change in the slightest, as if the note was completely expected, "Every time I think about my record being so clearly grasped by someone else, I shudder a little." β
"Please, don't joke about this, this thing doesn't take trivial things into account. At best, it's only information that will be recorded. The eldest sister changed her head to a wry smile at some point, "And you have to remember that you and Lizzie can't find the person who recorded before." β
Curt sneered: "Do you blame me for this kind of thing? The management information system we are using now is based on the Great War, and it is an identity memory card system that records soldiers' information. But before that our village had been reduced to ashes by the flames of war, and there was nothing left to record or something. β
"Actually, we also considered various situations on our side, and in the end, didn't we investigate your true identity, did we?" Every time she talked about this, the eldest sister's face was full of impatience, "So please take a look at these materials and then share your opinions." β
"If you're talking about this general information, I don't really have any idea. Curt looked at the notes with interest from the beginning, and did not continue until a long moment later, "This experience is just to tell me what kind of person he is in public." β
As Curt said, the only records that can be seen from these records are those that ordinary people should be able to see. Even if a person is respected as a well-known magician, he will not be reflected in these records if he is a cult god behind the scenes.
No matter how good the Empire's intelligence network is, it has not grown enough to envelop a lowly-born and little-known apprentice of a sorcerer. What's more, it is still far away from the native Dominion, and the execution ability of this intelligence network has to be estimated twice.
And now, he cares more about the relevant content of the previous mission report than whether Oscar has other plans. It's just that there are some things that he really can't express his enthusiasm for.
So he stood up lazily and stretched, and then said to the eldest sister: "There is no way to make a conclusion immediately based on the information and the current situation. It's a little strange why Oscar joined the ranks of mercenaries, but that's not the point we should be focusing on. β
Lizzie followed him to her feet, struggling to keep up with Curt's footsteps. Her eyes were almost glued, and she could tell that she was quite sleepy, and she was staggering when she walked.
The eldest sister seemed to be thinking about something, her jasper-like eyes seemed to be clouded, and she lowered her head slightly: "Is this really the case? I still think it's a little strange anyway - a mage apprentice ran to the mercenary management office... This is really a once-in-a-century anecdote. β
"Let's observe for the time being, there is no shadow of a huge force behind him. And if all he comes out of is acting, then we won't be wronged. Curt sorted out his opinion a little, then turned to leave, "It's up to you to decide, I'll take my leave first." β
As Curt said, Oscar's demeanor is too simple, and there is no suspicious place to see in the slightest. Therefore, the eldest sister can only agree with Curt's point of view: "Okay... This matter is still bothering you. β
Twilight was in the twilight, but the light in the city of Cutrice had colored the sky an unnatural crimson. Midnight has passed, but the city that never sleeps is still alive and bustling.
"I'm tired, carry me. β
As soon as she walked a few steps out of the tavern door, Lizzie suddenly put on a tricky look of "I won't leave if you ignore me". She already looked weak in the few steps she took out of the tavern just now, and even her head kept drooping. It's a bit like a kid who stays up too late.
"Are you tired? β
Curt sneered, and carried the completely willful imp Lizzie on his back. He knew that Lizzie wasn't really sleepy, and that she must have her own reasons for doing so.
Lizzie, who was on Curt's back, hung her head on Curt's shoulder, biting Curt's ear in a whisper that no one else could hear: "Hey, I said, Curt, you just lied to the eldest sister, right? β
"I don't remember my obligation to explain the situation," pretending to mumble to himself, Curt only responded lightly to Lizzie's mockery, "I'm not a knight anymore, even a knight is a heretical black knight." And don't be in a hurry to talk about me, don't you hide something yourself?"
She laughed, "That's what you're talking about?"
Liki's hand on Curt's chest was released, and in her tiny palm lay a lapis lazuli the size of a fingernail. It may be due to the lack of purity, the color is slightly cloudy, but the thick ultramarine color still looks extremely dense even under the light that can light up the night sky.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this may be just a piece of gem that is not very valuable, and it is okay to coax children, but the lowliest prostitutes may not look down on this thing. However, a mage who studies the enchantment a little more closely will see that this cloudy lapis lazuli is a medium that has been processed to host magic.
Gemstones are widely used in various schools of magic as a medium for storing mana, but because high-quality gemstones are not only hard to come by, but also very valuable, gems such as lapis lazuli are more likely to be used by most people because of their superior quality and yield.
Not only can it seal a portion of the refined mana, but it can also be used as the driving core of the soul puppet after placing the bound soul fragments into it. Although it is not possible to create a delicate mechanical shape with this technology, it is undoubtedly suitable for mass production.
"If I'm not mistaken... This is the ultramarine' method. β
And the group that is most adept at creating this kind of puppet, which is called "war machine qì" by the public media, is the "ultramarine faction".
It was a group of spellcasters who believed that "the study of magic is for the sake of power and money, and that money and power can better promote the study of magic" based on the dogma that "absolute quantity and efficiency can overwhelm the quality accumulated over time, and that the power of quantity leads to qualitative change".
It is well known that in the last great war that swept the world, the Ultramarine faction was defeated by the enemy several times on the main battlefield, and finally the organizational form was unsustainable and fell apart.
"Bingo~ answered correctly, but unfortunately there were no extra points. β
Mischievously, Lizzie put the lapis lazuli back in her pocket.
"Coming at you?"
Curt still maintained an unwavering expression, but there was a hint of helplessness in his flat voice.
"I don't know, at least not at the moment. "But the answer to this question may soon be revealed." β
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