The weather had become much cooler, and the women from down the hill came up in groups, each with a sheep in their hands.

Emma was washing clothes by the river, and the clothes in the main house were washed frequently, and further upstream.

Bull was working on the manor, and when he saw someone coming from the bottom of the mountain, he walked to the door to receive him.

"Bull, let's grind the dough." The woman from the town of Phumixiu greeted her warmly.

There was a lot of going up and down the mountain, and Lawrence would send people down the mountain to help harvest the wheat, and people down the mountain would come up to help build the house.

Bull said, "The master is resting, and the stone mill is in the lumberyard, so come with me." ”

The Pumishu looked at Bull, who was walking in front, and quickly followed.

For most of his memory, Bull was the bar girl in Doug's Tavern, and the female warrior who killed Vip.

But since following Lawrence, I've put on nice clothes with Emma and lived in a nice house.

They can eat white bread with butter and honey every day, and eat one egg a day!

Of course, these are the imaginations of the women of Bhumixiu Town.

A group of uninformed women can't think of enjoyment beyond the scope of cognition even if they want to break their heads.

If you can eat meat and bread once in a while, you can live a very good life.

The best quality of life they can imagine, in addition to the standard of living in the manor in other people's mouths, comes in large part from Emma's retelling of Sariel's usual living conditions.

Most of the women thought that Bull was now living an aristocratic life like Sarile had before.

Bull left after leading the men to the clearing where the stone mills were placed, and the men quickly took turns grinding the faces themselves in order, pushing the heavy stone mills around in circles.

Lawrence was not resting, but was making a furnace in the house that could hold molten iron.

Under normal conditions, a certain amount of accumulation is required to make a crucible for ironmaking, that is, a container for molten iron.

Even with a lot of hammers and axes, it takes a long time to produce another piece of iron.

The blacksmith at the foot of the mountain can only make one hoe a day, and it is still in the case that the materials are sufficient and there are helpers.

Lawrence wanted to be faster, so improving the tools was a must.

The temperature of the molten iron is too high, and it is difficult for the general container to contain the high-temperature molten iron.

If it cannot be wrapped, there will be a lot of impurities on the iron, and it will be very difficult to process.

If there is a high-temperature container, then the slag that melts first can be easily cleaned out to get a better quality metal.

There must be something that can hold hot molten iron, nature is magical, whether it is magma or molten iron, it can be contained.

Delen watched from Lawrence's side, and this time the protagonist was still Delenn.

Soil attribute control can compress soil and stone, but there is no way to exceed a certain density, and Delen's strength also has a limit.

"That's it."

Lawrence placed a small three-tiered pot made of carbon bricks, ceramics, and sand on the table.

Delenn picked up the pot and looked at it for a while, then quickly placed it on the table, touched it with one hand and began to chant the incantation.

Lawrence walked to the window and asked Keharan, who was standing there drinking fruit tea, "Repeat this mantra every time, can't you not recite it?" ”

Kharan smiled and explained, "Only murderous sorcery doesn't require incantations, and all other sorcery does. ”

"The words you taught me are not incantations that I know." Kharan suggested, "You should learn the spell with us, so that when you impersonate a wizard in the future, it won't be revealed." ”

Lawrence nodded and said seriously, "Okay, then set aside an extra hour every night to study spells, and reduce other entertainment." ”

Kehalan looked at Lawrence with a smile and quickly accepted the offer.

"A true wizard is not overly obsessed with women, and you deserve credit for that."

Lawrence argued: "I don't want to use my weaknesses to compete with others, and I don't want to wear out my weaknesses. ”

No matter how much you exercise, you can't exercise some places, such as the brain.

Sophia was obviously afraid of being left out, and when she heard the conversation between the two, she interjected and said, "I know incantations, I couldn't read them when I was a child, but now I can!" ”

The witch's spell is the knowledge of the bloodline, and it does not need to be taught by others, and it is slowly understood.

However, the inheritance of the bloodline is often forgotten, and some things are left behind.

In the world of witches, there are specialized academies and organizations, and many of them are responsible for imparting knowledge.

If you can come across a hermit's hut, some wise men will also be happy to impart knowledge.

When Lawrence saw Sophia, he wondered what Sophia's abilities were.

"Well, Sophia is now thirteen years old, and her strength has increased a lot recently, and I believe that it will not be long before she awakens her ability."

Sophia happily stood on tiptoe, "I've grown a little taller again!" Boobs are starting to get bigger, too! ”

Lawrence, of course, has seen Sophia grow, "Keep working hard and be an adult in a year or two." ”

Lawrence is sixteen years old and seventeen next year.

Thirteen-year-old Sophia will enter puberty next year, and her body will begin to develop rapidly.

With sufficient nutrients and a healthy environment, I believe that she will soon become a great beauty.

Sophia smirked and blinked her big beautiful eyes, "Hmm! ”

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and Sariel, who had returned from going to the bathroom, walked into the bedroom.

When Sariel saw Delenn walk to the bed with a weak face, she knew that she had just performed sorcery.

"Lawrence, Emma said that the people down the hill came to grind the flour and asked how much wheat we were going to harvest."

There is definitely a payment to use the mill, there is no concept of money in this area, most of the time it is barter.

Lawrence said: "One percent of wheat is enough, and a basket or bag of wheat is enough to leave a bowl, according to the bowl we usually eat." ”

"Okay." Sarriel quickly thought about it again, "Emma said that someone wants to join the Church of the Stars God but doesn't want to go up the mountain, is that okay?" ”

Lawrence said, "Yes. ”

Salil scratched her head in embarrassment, and quickly said, "Go ahead and say it, I don't know how to say it." ”

Lawrence also knew that Sariel didn't know what was going on here.

"Okay, I'll go over, and by the way, give this to Seravin and let him take it to the bottom of the mountain tomorrow to make iron."

Lawrence picked up the crucible and went out, the value of this thing is very high, unless the outside is also using mysterious power to develop technology, it is difficult to make a better iron-making container than this crucible in this era.

Wizards and mages should have better cauldrons.

Witches are good at herbalism, and witches and mysterious mages are good at alchemy.

Alchemy is far more dangerous than herbalism, and Lawrence is glad that he is surrounded by a group of witches.

As Lawrence left with the crucible in his arms, Khalan stood by the window and watched the man he couldn't see.

Even if you get the other party's body fluids and hair, you still can't find proof that the other party is a wizard, no matter how you look at it, it's an ordinary person.

But most of the characteristics that a wizard should have, he has.

It is also one of the nature of wizards to like dangerous alchemy and to pursue dangerous knowledge.

Especially when it comes to attracting witches, normal male witches don't have such a strong attraction.

Keharan feels that Lawrence is a wizard, but there are various rigorous evidence that he is not a wizard, and various non-rigorous habits and perceptions prove that he is a wizard.

Although it is the same whether it is a wizard or not, it has no effect.

But Kehalan was very concerned about it.

"If he can give birth to a child, then he must be a wizard, if not, he is not."

Lawrence's physical strength is not strong, and if he can have offspring with a witch, it means that he really has a special ability that can hide his bloodline.

Saliel lay lazily next to Delen, looking at the ceiling with a big letter, frowning and thinking, "What should I eat at night?" ”

Sariel's worries are such trivial things, and Sophia's worries are that she wants to grow up quickly.

Delenn was not troubled and quickly fell asleep.

Khalan, on the other hand, was like a wise man, thinking about all sorts of things with a confused expression.

In the first few days after coming down the mountain, she was actually quite happy and carefree every day.

Now that I'm well fed and drunk, I'm wondering if Lawrence is a wizard all day.

The abundance of material life allows all classes of the estate to have more time to enjoy life and think about life without worrying about the future.

Tailors, cobblers, farmers, dog trainers, coachmen, nuns, and other professions have gradually developed their own strengths.

New hunters, warriors, carpenters, beekeepers, fishermen, blacksmiths are all being trained, and it doesn't take a few years for the younger generation to grow up.

Within a few days of this light, warm day, the count's party approached the town of Phumesius.

(End of chapter)