A large blue light emerged from a meadow, and blue lines spread out in the space.

Violent waves of qi burst out from the deep and illusory tunnel in an instant, and the green grass was completely smoothed.

A group of people slowly walked out of the big blue door.

The mansion seemed so quiet that the birds that had been standing quietly on the branches were startled by this magic and immediately scattered in all directions.

Leah looked around, with a very pleasant expression.

"We're here."

The first time Hernie came here, and when she came out of the portal, she looked at the incomparably natural scenery around her, and her eyes were shining with little stars.

"Wow, that's big!"

She pointed her finger at the mansion and let out a scream.

Xiang Zilan dragged her luggage and took the lead in entering the mansion to place her luggage.

After a while, there was a sound like a small earthquake, and the ground trembled.

An urn sounded and the sound of an urn came out:

"Head of the house, Miss Leah."

"Welcome back."

A bear-man butler stood by the side of all of them.

The tall body was extremely strong, and the steady breathing along with the chest came to everyone's ears.

A pair of gentle eyes revealed a little seriousness, and a terrifying momentum gradually emanated from between his eyebrows.

Both Hernie and Cocott opened their mouths wide in surprise:

"Good...... It's huge. ”

However, Cocot soon saw the immensely large subhuman in front of him:

"This is a bear man?"

Is this actually a bear man?

How could such a grumpy and ferocious race of bears become so quiet here.

And...... His every move looked elegant, like a gentleman.

The giant bear-man looked at them gently and bowed to them.

Terrible, elegant, powerful.

Could it be that this is the family motto of the Clavenna family, to be fulfilled even by a bear man?

Cocote was a little surprised.

At this time, Leah pulled Herni in front of her, and said solemnly to Helnathan:

"Mr. Hellnathan, please prepare a room for her."

"The elf doesn't need it, she'll find a garden to sleep in herself."

The bearman nodded, bowed slightly to Hernie, and said:

"This young lady, please come with me."

Hernie was startled and looked at Haynarthan, feeling a little scared.

After all, she had never seen such a huge person, and the little giant-like Helnathan really made her feel a lot of pressure.

She looked back in a panic, glanced at Victor, and then at Leah.

Leah nodded at her, gave her a reassuring look, and continued:

"Prepare your room with Mr. Haynarthan first, and I'll take you around the city later."

The Craviner House is not located in the city of Blesson, but is built on its own.

It is at least two kilometers or so from the mansion to the city.

Hernie nodded, calmed down, and followed Helnathan into the mansion.

After watching the two leave, Kocot sat down on the clouds below him, floated to Victor's side, and asked him in a low voice:

"Hey, that's supposed to be a bear man......

"How did you do that?"

As a top-notch mage, she could clearly feel the power contained in this bear man.

Maybe I'll kill her with one punch.

It's not that Corcot thinks the other party is stronger than herself, after all, she is just a mage, and her body is brittle to death.

Victor glanced at Kocot and said lightly:

"You have to know that I'm not omnipotent."

After hearing this, Cocote leaned back slightly, raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth, and had a little more surprise in his eyes.

"What!? This has nothing to do with you? ”

Seeing this, Leah explained beside her:

"When my grandfather was in his generation, Helnerthan was already working in our family."

"You can see so many subhuman guards, and it's all thanks to his training."

Cocott's mouth opened wide, and this was more than he expected.

And the restrained power of the breath in Helnerthan's body is not within her comprehension.

What exactly is his profession?

"Martial artist, that's Helnathan's profession."

Victor's voice sounded faintly in her ears.

"Martial artist?"

As a former member of the Mage Council, Kokot's knowledge naturally goes without saying.

But now, for the first time, she felt that her knowledge was insufficient.

Without much explanation, Victor put his hands in his pockets and continued to walk forward.

The black raven shook its feathers over his shoulders and stood on his shoulders yawning.

At this time, Victor's voice came from the side.

"You just need to know that in the entire empire, there is only one martial artist in Helnathan."

Martial artist is a very special profession, both in terms of strength and the way of transferring.

It is a branch of the warrior itself, and again, it does not need to consume mana.

But what makes a martial artist different from a traditional warrior is that a martial artist needs to cultivate 'natural energy'.

This energy is also known as 'qi'.

Only when the content of 'qi' in the body reaches a certain level, can one be qualified to become a martial artist.

And that's just the basics.

Martial artists do not advocate killing, and it takes time to 'nourish qi'.

This behavior can not only bring a healthier and stronger body to the martial artist, but also prolong the life of the martial artist himself.

Therefore, the more 'qi' is raised, the stronger the martial artist's strength will be.

On the contrary, martial artists who fight often will lose their 'qi' and their physical fitness will become relatively weak for a certain period of time.

As a result, the strength between martial artists is not fixed, and not many players will go to major in martial arts.

While Cocott was still thinking, Leah on the side suddenly spoke:

"Hey, have you talked enough? We've talked enough, and it's time for us to go. ”

Kokot couldn't help but tilt his head and asked suspiciously:

"Where are you going?"

Leah looked at her with a smile and said mysteriously:

"Take you to a place where elves should go."

……

Smoke billowed from the air.

The crisp hammering of metal and the collision of materials permeate the huge workshop.

Dozens of workers are coming and going in the workshop, holding various materials and steel in their arms, making sense of something.

When they saw Victor and Leah standing at the door of the workshop, the workers all stopped what they were doing and bowed to Victor.

"Lord Count."

"Lord Earl Gui'an!"

"Good morning, Lord Victor!"

The workers greeted Victor with great respect, and their movements were in unison.

Victor didn't respond much, nodding his head lightly and walking towards the front of himself.

The black crow laughed in Victor's ear and mocked:

"Yo, Lord Victor."

"You're such a big official."

Victor glanced at the mouthy crow disapprovingly, but did not respond.

This salute to him was not out of respect.

It's about surviving without being worried.

Strictly speaking, this is one of the mistakes that Victor has made.

In many places, the stereotype of Victor changed by his previous actions, and he went from being notorious to being a well-known genius mage.

Except for Victor's hometown, Blesson.

There are simply too many people persecuted by Victor throughout the city.

Even the dogs on the side of the road don't look down on Victor.

No matter how well Victor is commented on outside,

When they arrived in Blesson, at Victor's house, the workers had only one idea.

Is this really Victor himself?

As the crowd descended deeper into the factory, Kokot looked around curiously.

Dozens of craftsmen work repetitively around an extremely long table, fitting parts and calibrating them to accuracy.

Soon, a pitch-black firearm was assembled and hung in a row of finished products on the wall.

Cocote watched from the sidelines, his eyes wide.

What's this novelty?

Victor still put his hands in his pockets, and asked Leah as if he was surprised:

"Is this already ready for mass production?"

"You know, it's not difficult to make this firearm, but we don't have enough energy."

Leah spread her hands and said helplessly,

"In a day, you can only make ten such pistols."

Leah stepped forward, ignoring the craftsmen, and took a handful of finished products from the wall.

Thumb snap on the safety, raise your arm, squint your eyes, and aim at the target in the distance.

She then pulled the trigger.

Boom!

The huge magic power was squeezed and burst out with a huge amount of energy, and the black iron projectile burst out, shattering the wooden target hanging in the air.

Where had Kocot seen such a scene on the side, and his head was suddenly confused.

She could feel that there was no magic in Riya's body, but this weapon with the power of a small cannonball was terrifying.

It's much better than a bow and arrow, she thought to herself.

Leah put the pistol back on the wall and fetched a half-finished product from the craftsman.

The half-finished body of the gun was different from the finished one, and a green eagle was engraved on it.

She took it in her hand and looked left and right, then handed it to Cocott and said:

"Try to summon the natural energy that your elves are best at."

"Goose?"

Corcott took the pistol and weighed it in the palm of his hand, a little confused, but still followed Leah's advice.

Her palms began to glow with a burst of green light, and the natural energy gradually began to wrap around her arm.

The entire body of the spear was also slowly entangled with light, infused into the eagle pattern that had been set up a long time ago.

The green slowly trickles over the edges and finally converges at the sharp eye.

As if I had opened my eyes, the lines were clear.

Cocott didn't understand, and watched as Leah took the gun back from his hand, looking up and down.

Then, she expertly picked up the six iron projectiles on the table and loaded them into them one by one.

Realigned with the target and pulled the trigger.

In an instant, a stream of green energy burst out from the barrel of the gun, and the bullet pierced through the space at a terrifying speed.

In the blink of an eye, the light instantly pierced through the entire wooden target, and the terrifying wind breath burst out from the surroundings.

That's twice as powerful as it was just now.

Cocott: "......"

In the bottom of Kocott's heart, an extremely bad premonition suddenly rose.

I saw Leah put down the firearm in her hand and showed a bright smile to Kocot.

"She really deserves to be the queen of the elves."

"Okay, now let me think about how I should use you?"

The hunch came true.