The moon replaced the sun again, and nothing abrupt happened in the official mansion of Hillen, and a few red-robed bureaucrats were quiet and strange, except for the occasional sound of the eighteen gray dwarves digging holes.

When it was a month before the arrival of the red robe, even the sound of digging the crypt had stopped for half a month, and there was still no movement in the mansion, which made the group of gentry who were closely following the movements of the red robe puzzled.

The actual rulers of these towns are now gathering in a dark room and discussing:

"The movements of these red robes are too weird. ”

If Penny appeared here, he would be able to identify the discussants through the information provided by Jianxi, this old man named Langator owned a large area of land in the town, of course, in the previous town, his voice was close to zero, but after those who had the right to speak in the past died in the purge of the Red Robe Mage Society, he became the number one person in the town.

It has become a tradition in the town of Helen to stand apart from Seren, and the people of this area are generally of mixed blood and tribes, and are often treated differently by Seren, so the people of this area are very self-conscious.

I'd rather collude with the bandits than sincerely belong to Serge.

When the Hiren first used this approach, it was effective - they fought a guerrilla war in the mountains for several months, until they caught the attention of Mulholland and drove the intervening Searle army away. Later Hilonians insisted on doing so, knowing that the sensitive location and complex topography of the region gave them a strong capital for struggle.

Of course, they don't have enough capital to stand on their own, because the relationship between the bandits on the mountain has been chaotic, and it is difficult to form a stable ruling force.

"Weird? It's weird, they're so quiet, could it be that the hell they're doing something. As the elder gentry who had dealt with the red robe, several other people were obviously puzzled by the calm of the red robe.

"Oh...... It is indeed very doubtful, you know, even if the red-robed mage who knows the current affairs again, it is impossible to be indifferent to us, I am still waiting for them to give them some sweetness to ease the conflict when they have something to say, after all, in a few days it will be the toll collection, and you always have to say hello in advance......" Langator held his beard, his eyebrows twisted into a pimple: "But they really didn't do anything." ”

"We should spy on their actions, and if they are really doing something that is not good for us, we must think of a countermeasure. A middle-aged man said.

"Not bad. Langator nodded, then began to ponder.

If the red-robed mage is really studying some strategy against them, although it is not necessary to tear the skin of the face and cause a new round of purge, it is certain to take precautions.

That would at least have a chance to defuse the crisis before it happens.

......

In the afternoon, Penny happily accepted the 'eyeliner' minions sent by Salento, and then hid in the bunker and went about his own research.

At Penny's suggestion, the dwarves dug five bunkers on the bank of the river next to the mansion - far more than they needed to live, a three-story main fort in the middle, and four small sub-forts in the four corners, each with two floors, connected to each other by tunnels, to be able to build such a great project in ten days, it must be said that the gray dwarves are indeed a race that is good at working with rocks.

Although the work was crude, no one minded, after all, these bunkers were not built for ornamentation.

Penny Sean was at the bottom of the main fortress, hand-drawing intricate drawings, while on the upper level of the fortress, the gray dwarves were assembling various machines.

After another divine grace, Penny's thinking was noticeably quicker than before, and it was no longer difficult for him to design some uncomplicated machines based on the knowledge in his head.

His ability to think about arcane is even more astonishing.

He had also studied spells these days, and found that the difficulties of the past were just a piece of cake for him now - the extremely perverted speed of analysis and calculation had no difficulty in smoothing out all the obstacles to learning spells - it was as if he had an intelligent computer in his head, and now he only needed to figure out a spell scroll for a short time if he wanted to learn a spell, and the magic words that used to be like a book in the sky could now be easily deciphered.

Now Penny is finally experiencing the thrill of those highly intelligent people learning spells.

He finished drawing the last drawing and handed it to the dwarven elder next to him, who looked at it for a while, his beard wrinkled: "Oh, Your Excellency, I don't know if we have the pleasure of recording these designs, such a bunker is very useful for us gray dwarf clan." ”

"There's also a time to deal with aerial enemies underground?"

"It's not that, Your Excellency, but I want more of my people to come to live on the surface. The dwarven elder put away the drawings and raised his head.

"The Grey Dwarves also have a surface faction like Drow?" Penny raised an eyebrow.

"Actually, it's just a kind of longing, in fact, since we were freed from the slavery of the spirit-absorbing monsters, our race has been trying to return to the surface, but most of the people have been unable to suppress their impulsive personality, so they have been ostracized by the surface. The old gray dwarf sighed: "We believe in Dumason in the hope that he can guide a way back, but we didn't expect to be regarded as a betrayal by our kindred. ”

"Oh...... Actually, it's like those Drow who believe in dark girls, right?"

"Not quite, but in order to live on the surface, the grey dwarves do need to change their ways. The old gray dwarf stroked his beard: "We can stop looting, but we also want to be able to have a tolerant environment to survive." ”

"That's right. Penny nodded suddenly, "No matter what happens elsewhere, as long as the authority of this place is still mine, your kindred will always be welcome." ”

"That's great. The gray dwarf touched his beard, and a stone-like smile appeared on his face, a little innocent, but also a little inexplicable: "Should I believe the promise of a red robe?"

"You can believe what you see and hear. Penny spread his hands.

"Oh, then I wish we a good time, and maybe you can be a friend of our clan. The dwarven elder laughed.

"If I had that opportunity, of course, it would be a great honor. Penny smiled and turned to leave the bottom of the bunker.

"It worked!"

On the top floor of the bunker, with the shouts of a group of gray dwarves, a large number of metal beams and columns connected the roof made of metal frames with the transmission machinery on the ground under the dwarves' efforts, and the gears made a prickly sound, and the dwarves let out bursts of cheers.

Fortunately, Rikita used illusion to cover it up, otherwise such a loud cry would have been suspicious.

Penny stared at the top floor of the bunker that had been built, and suddenly felt like he had crossed again, it had become a tactical fortress.

The longbow has long since been transformed into a more powerful crossbow. Dozens of such powerful crossbows can shoot hundreds of arrows in a short period of time on the crossbow carriages on the roof.

Not only are these arrows carved with special armor-piercing barbs, but they are also soaked in simple plant venom, which can be imagined if they are shot at a griffon.

And when the machinery on the ground is running, it can drive the roof to rise, revealing dense shooting holes, which look like rocket artillery from another world.

"Yes, everyone's worked hard. Penny clapped his palm.

"My lord, it's been a really suffocating month. Rurec looked excitedly at the repeater on the roof of the shed, "When are we going to shoot those birdmen into a sieve?" ”

"That day is coming. Penny said as he pulled out ten simple pieces of armor and handed them to a group of gray dwarves, the lines on which indicated that the armor was a magical item, and he pulled on the other two red robes to create them.

These armor materials are just ordinary leather and cast iron sheets, and they are extremely rough and crude, but the 'power of the beast' and 'mage armor' attached to them can make the person wearing this armor have stronger combat effectiveness.

In this era of general barrenness, mercenaries wearing leather armor are already well-equipped, and being able to wear such magical armor is already considered a luxury.

Spellcasters from the Red Robe Mage Guild are generally good at crafting magical items, especially the poor Rikita, who worked as a helper in a magic workshop as an apprentice, so the production of these armors went smoothly.

During these processes, Penny carefully concealed his special abilities, trying to stay with the gray dwarves as much as possible, and using the dwarven forging process as much as possible when shaping the parts, but it was also inevitable that he would reveal his ability to make magical items and ideas that were ahead of his time, which impressed the two red-robed colleagues.

"What did he learn in the Red Robe Academy?"

This thought often pops up in their minds.

"Sean, I have to say, you're still a little capable. Rekita stepped down from the fortress, her eyes staring at the sturdy machinery on the ceiling with her eyes behind the thick lenses: "This thing is perfect for birds, I'm starting to admire you." ”

"We'll have to find out then, but we're at least out of the way now, are we?" Sean looked at the bunker's facilities, a smile on his face.

"But do you want to get those birds to fly over and let us fight?" Rikita suddenly raised an eyebrow, "Those 'big guys' in the town don't seem to want to irritate us too much. ”

When talking about the 'big shot', the tone of this female red robe obviously revealed a contempt and sarcasm.

"It's actually quite simple. Hughes walked over, his face pale: "Just arrest those people." ”

As a son of a nobleman, he was still haunted by what happened to him when he entered the town that day.

"No, no, no, now is not the best time to deal with them directly, and rash action will make the townsfolk even more disgusted. Penny spread his hands, "We're going to find a way to minimize the resistance of the townspeople." ”

"Why bother with the wishes of the untouchables, don't you think it's a waste of time and life to please them?" said Rikita, sneering.

"Uh...... Dear Rekita, I feel that your attitude towards the people needs to change. Sean frowned.

"Isn't it worthy of my respect to resign myself to the fact that I don't strive to change my destiny through struggle, but resigned myself to praying for the protection of the bully and the thief, like a slave?"

Hughes glanced at the two colleagues, sighed, and shook his head speechlessly.

"You're a pure red robe. Penny said, not knowing what the attitude was.

"Thank you for the compliment. A smile appeared on Rekita's face.

"But I still think I'm right. Penny continued firmly.

"Whatever you want, it's up to you for now, as long as you don't mess things up. Rekita shook her head and stopped arguing.

“...... I said, you two have been arguing for a while, and you haven't come up with a way to get those griffons to come again......" Hughes began.

"Isn't that a simple thing?" Penny picked at the corners of his mouth, "Right now is a good opportunity." ”