The gun staff will definitely become the standard equipment for magicians in the future, and Aslan is ready to rely on his technological leadership in this area to establish the Merlot Army's strong position in magic warfare.
Aslan has already estimated that in the future, the lowest-level magic legion soldiers will be at least mid-level magicians. With a magic crystal backpack and a magic recovery tactical vest, they should be able to shoot fifty pyrotechnics after a battle.
This piece of equipment can increase the combat effectiveness of an intermediate magician to a high-level magician, especially on frontal hard steel, which can completely defeat the team of high-level magicians.
Unless the high-level magic team is equipped with a large number of offensive magic wands, it will probably be difficult to suppress the attacks of the gun and wand magicians.
Aslan said excitedly when he thought of this.
"From now on, the name of this force will be the Aviation Magic Force."
Ilaya looked confused when she heard this.
"Aviation? Magic? Troop."
"I don't understand aviation. Is it an all-flying battle? But the magician is a little too arrogant."
Ilaiya asked.
Aslan waved his arms excitedly and said: "Magic does not refer to magicians, nor does it refer to magisters, but magic tools."
"Magic props?"
"Yeah! It's a magic guidance item that increases the magician's own combat effectiveness."
Aslan's explanation made Ilaya's eyes light up. She finally believed why Aslan had the confidence to lead Mero City to build a dream country of great racial integration.
With the support of this aviation magic force, the success rate can be increased by at least half.
"Lord! I am willing to be your sword and lay the foundation for the establishment of the aviation magic army, even if it means sacrifice." Ilea knelt down on one knee and performed an elf etiquette to Aslan.
Aslan couldn't help laughing. He really liked Elijah's character more and more.
"Given this opportunity, what I care more about than experimenting with these new weapons is the future development of the Magic Academy. After all, the number of elves is too small. In the future, they can only serve as elite troops and teaching troops. The war is not only about resources, but also about resources.
There is a population." Aslan carefully explained to Elijah.
Ilaya nodded with some disappointment, and at the same time became more determined in her inner thoughts.
"The reason why I gave the Magic Academy to you, the elves, is to hope that you can train a large number of human magicians. These human magicians will be grateful for the care and guidance of teachers like you, and will become the most loyal supporters of the elves.
Or." Aslan once again dropped a bombshell.
Elijah was immediately moved beyond measure.
In fact, she has also considered that one day, as the human race becomes stronger and stronger, it will eventually start to discriminate against the elves like the human race in other parts of the continent, and even want to enslave them. After all, the human heart is the most difficult to understand, just like
There is often a life-and-death struggle between human races, let alone alien races.
If it is as Aslan said, or one day, some extreme human race will take action against them, some humans will stop them.
This will create a balance.
"I promise that I will not disappoint the lord!" Ilaya changed her charming look just now and said with respect.
Aslan stretched out his hand to hold Ilaya's chin and said with a smile: "Compared to your serious appearance, I prefer your charming and charming appearance."
Ilaya's cheeks suddenly turned red. If it weren't for the consideration of the lord's new marriage, she would have gotten into bed at night.
"This is the gun staff I prepared for you. You need to engrave the magic circuit yourself to turn the wheel. I have prepared the rest. As for the contract with the magic circuit, it's up to you to be able to engrave it. If it doesn't work, come to me."
Lan smiled and took out a wooden box from the magic space.
In fact, he came back this time just to mass-produce revolver sticks.
Producing more than a dozen at a time, it is natural that Merlo City's nominal number one magician cannot be left behind.
Ilayah hugged the wooden box tightly, her charming and honest smile appeared on her face again, and she would tease and act coquettishly with Aslan from time to time.
When Aslan brought the rifle staff back to the city lord's palace, he happened to see Arturia coming back with a pancake in one hand and fried chicken in the other, her face dripping with oil from eating, and there was Mordred next to her.
Her image is not much better than Artoria's.
Nomiri was several meters away from the two of them. Judging from Nomiri's frown, it seemed that she was dissatisfied with Artoria's appearance.
After all, Artoria is now the lord's wife of the Melo region. This image is really embarrassing to the lord Aslan.
Aslan appeared next to Nomeli quietly.
Nomeli said angrily: "Master! Your wife can easily be led astray by Mordred!"
"Haha!" Aslan couldn't help laughing. His laughter frightened Arturia and she quickly hid the food in her hands behind her back.
"Aslan, you're back!" Artoria said with some shame.
The ladylike image she had always insisted on completely collapsed. It was all because Mordred brought her to eat so many delicious foods that she temporarily forgot about it.
Aslan took out a handkerchief and took the initiative to wipe off the oil on Artoria's face, and said softly: "Well, I just came back, and I feel relieved to see you so happy. You are very beautiful to begin with, and you are not suitable for always being stern.
Face, if you have nothing to do, you should smile more."
Mordred kept booing from the side, making Artoria blush with anger.
Aslan kicked Mordred on the body and said angrily: "Shhh you big-headed devil, believe it or not, I will arrange a marriage for you right away."
As soon as these words came out, Mordred turned pale with fright and quickly performed a knight's salute.
"Brother-in-law! I was wrong."
There was no sense of disobedience in calling him brother-in-law. Unknown to others, they thought that Mordred had been a sister-in-law for many years.
Aslan said angrily: "It's okay to accompany your sister, but have you completed your training mission today?"
Mordred changed his naughty look just now and said very seriously and steadily: "Report to the lord! This subordinate came here after completing daily training."
Aslan nodded and wanted to grab Artoria's hand, but seeing that she was still reluctant to throw away the hand cakes and fried chicken in her hands, he shook his head helplessly.
It is definitely not an easy thing to make a foodie throw away the delicious food in his hands.
So Aslan had a tacit understanding and didn't ask, and said with a smile: "It's more or less the same. The more you sweat during training, the less you will bleed on the battlefield. You must not be lazy in training. I will let Ashley supervise you."
"
Mordred's face suddenly fell.
Ashley, that is not supervision at all, but additional training.