Chapter 150 Return, inexplicable, red crystal gargoyle
A month later, Moriarty's carriage quietly drove into the Azurite City. Without stopping, the mage returned directly to the Olympus Garden. When she saw her fiancé suddenly appearing in front of her, Heyana was not surprised or shouted.
He didn't even come forward to greet him, but just leaned on the cold door eaves, fell softly to the ground, covered his mouth and wept, sobbing. More than a hundred days and nights, it doesn't seem to be that long; but for a person who is only twenty years old,
For a young woman who is always worried about her lover, and for a woman who is trying to be strong and self-reliant in the face of various rumors about the "destruction of the caravan", it is indeed as difficult as a century.
After taking a few steps forward, Moriarty hugged his fiancée tightly in his arms, and it was only then that Heyena leaned on her fiancé's chest and cried softly, which made people feel extremely distressed.
Soon, the news of Moriarty's safe return spread as if it had wings.
That night, Schmidt and Lear rushed to Olympus to visit. After seeing Moriarty returning in good condition, both of them couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. However, because they were busy with military matters, Lear only hurriedly talked with the mage.
After a few words, he said goodbye and left. On the contrary, Schmidt, who was rarely taciturn in the past, talked with Moriarty for nearly an hour in a small closed study, and then went straight back to the Mage Tower.
As for the content of the conversation between the two, no one else, including Haina, has any way of knowing.
In the next few days, except for going to Hockenheim to report the news of his return, Moriarty never touched anything related to the magic field. He just stayed with Heyana wholeheartedly. And Gu, who had just arrived,
Derian was also strictly guarded by White, who was not allowed to interfere at will with the world of Moriarty and Heyana. As a result, the Ginbeard dwarf failed several times to secretly inquire about his magic equipment from the mage.
, he could only follow White around aimlessly in Azurite City for many days with a look of resentment on his face.
Fortunately, a week later, at the shy urging of his fiancée, Moriarty finally left his hometown for a while and turned his attention back to his work. For the first time, Guderian was like a hungry rabbit.
Like this, he rushed to the mage holding his big hammer and strongly demanded that Moriarty fulfill his previous promise as soon as possible.
"Guderian, what is your ideal magic warhammer?" Moriarty asked first, looking at the impatient silver-bearded dwarf in front of him.
"The ideal hammer? I really haven't thought about this before. Anyway, the more powerful the better, preferably the one that can kill the enemy directly with one hammer blow." The dwarf thought for a while and replied seriously.
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For such an answer, White on the side just wanted to spit at the dwarf's big head.
"Haha, okay, let me change the question. In previous fights, who could you hit with your hammer most swiftly and happiest?" Moriarty smiled slightly and asked again.
"Of course the most satisfying thing is smashing skeletons (skeleton soldiers) and dead bodies (zombies)." Hearing this question, Guderian became excited: "You have never seen me fighting with those guys, absolutely.
A big piece of it will fall down with one hammer blow."
"Very good." Moriarty nodded.
As a heavy weapon, the warhammer's frontal strike capability and fortification ability are definitely among the best among all conventional weapons. Especially for undead soldiers and armored heavy infantry who need to be completely destroyed to eliminate, the heavy hammer's lethality is even more outstanding.
"Then what are the enemies you least want to face?" Moriarty then asked.
"Eh... I hate elven archers, and I don't like fighting with mages. Because they always like to hide far away and secretly hit you, like annoying flies." The silver-bearded dwarf paused and glanced at Moriarty's face.
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"Is there more?" The mage just smiled.
"There are also evil spirits (ghosts) without bodies, and black knights (death knights) that are harder than tortoise shells and can't be shaken." Speaking of this, it seems that I remembered some "sad things" from the past.
", Guderian suddenly sighed.
"Okay. So, your ideal warhammer should be one that can both destroy the virtual evil spirits and cause enough damage to the Black Knight's fear armor. Right?" Moriatillo concluded.
"Yes, that's it. You are so right! If I had had such a hammer in my hand as you mentioned, I wouldn't have to be afraid of those undead cubs from Dejia." Guderian immediately shouted.
He got up and asked hurriedly: "How long will it take for you to finish it for me?"
"Haha, it will probably take a year." Moriarty thought for a moment and replied.
"Ah, how long does it take?" Obviously, in the silver-bearded dwarf's heart, he wished he could sleep with his new magic hammer in his arms tonight.
"Oh, you think it's slow?" After looking at Guderian's bitter face, White suddenly took a step forward and said quietly: "I say Morty, the magic shield you promised me last time hasn't been completed yet, right?
Put the hammer back first?"
"Eh?" Seeing White jumping out to cut off his beard, the dwarf immediately gave up the idea of bargaining anymore and immediately made a decision at the same price: "Okay, Morty, you say one year. I will listen to you! But it's a thousand dollars."
You must not delay it any longer!" After saying that, he glared at White angrily.
"Then... Okay, your hammer will take priority." After seemingly weighing for a long time, Moriarty finally nodded and agreed under Guderian's eager and restless gaze.
In response to this, the silver-bearded dwarf seemed to have won a great victory and cheered endlessly.
For more than half a year after that, Moriarty returned to the rhythm of life that was as precise and boring as a clock. Twenty-four hours a day, most of the time was spent alone in the studio. In addition, early morning
Jogging and regular swordsmanship training are also never interrupted.
Only on the weekends of the week, Moriarty would put down all his work and concentrate on staying with Heyna, cooking together, going out for shopping, or going to the Mage Tower to visit Schmidt.
To name a few.
But what is strange is that although Moriarty devotes most of his energy to alchemy and magic research, the output of alchemical products from his Earth Studio has been decreasing month by month. Especially in the past two years.
For months, the Alchemy Studio even began to sell alchemy potions in limited quantities due to insufficient production capacity. However, Moriarty has remained silent and has not responded to various suspicions and inquiries from the outside world.
But on the other hand, through Hockenheim, Earth Studio has been continuously purchasing many alchemical raw materials including black crystals and red crystals. In just half a year, Moriarty spent money on purchasing high-quality red crystals.
The financial expenditure was as high as 50,000 gold coins. In addition, Moriarty even inexplicably purchased a set of gargoyle alchemy drawings from the academy. For this reason, Earth Studio once again spent more than 10,000 gold coins in patent fees, and
This is a preferential price based on Moriarty's status as a registered alchemist.
If it hadn't been for the fact that at the same time, the Blue Crystal City Defense Force had placed an additional order for a whole batch of armor-piercing series of arrows to several major alchemy studios, allowing Moriarty to receive a large sum of additional royalties, I'm afraid the Earth Studio would have
I really fell into bankruptcy.
As for Moriarty's series of abnormal actions, Heyena did not interfere or stop her, nor did she ask endlessly why. She just tried her best to help her fiancé take care of the daily affairs of the alchemy studio and try her best to stabilize her life.
The hearts of the apprentices and craftsmen became increasingly unstable. Until one night, Moriarty took his fiancée alone into a laboratory in the central processing unit, and what appeared in front of Heyena turned out to be a body made of red crystal.
The gargoyle was slowly flapping its wings and hovering in mid-air.
"Morty, what is this?" Heina said in great surprise as she looked at the magic puppet that glowed as red as a gem under the magic light.
"My latest work: the red crystal gargoyle." Moriarty glanced at his fiancée and said.
"Red crystal gargoyle? Oh my god, how is this possible?" Haiyana still couldn't believe what she saw before her eyes.
"Why is it impossible?" Moriarty smiled slightly and snapped his fingers at the puppet. The gargoyle then slowly flew in front of Heyena and began to slowly rotate around her.
"I have seen gargoyles in my father's mage tower. Their appearance is very different, and their flying movements are also different." Haierna said at the same time as her eyes kept moving with the rotation of the red crystal gargoyle.
"It is indeed different, because the driving circle and structure of the two are completely different." Moriarty pointed at the puppet again, and the gargoyle flew back to its previous position, floating quietly in the air.
"Could it be said, Morty, that you have revolutionized the inner alchemy formation of the gargoyle?" Hearing her fiancé's words, Heyana suddenly shifted her gaze from the magic puppet to Moriarty and said in surprise.
"That's right." Moriarty smiled faintly, but was not impressed.
In fact, most of the red crystal gargoyle's alchemical structure was inherited from the black crystal gargoyle that Moriarty accidentally purchased from the Moon River Guild. Through the perfect decomposition of the crystal book and the retroactive restoration over the past year
, and comparing the design ideas of the counterfeit puppet, Moriarty finally deciphered the secret of the alchemy formation of the Black Crystal Gargoyle and finally succeeded in materializing it.
"But, even if you, Morty, develop a new puppet alchemy array structure, how can you make a mineral as hard as red crystal obey your shaping? Even before the Big Bang, the alchemists at that time couldn't do it.
At this point, we can only use magic to adjust the shape of softer rocks to create gargoyles!" At this time, Haierna asked again in confusion.
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