Since setting off from Yas, some of the areas that Lu Yu passed along the way were too small to explore and nurture better development directions, while others were not sufficiently accumulated. Even if they saw the development direction, they were limited by resources.
, many factors such as talent cannot make further progress, and some are hesitant to move forward due to ideology.
Mera's huge population base gave birth to countless rising hopes. However, with the end of the far-reaching riot of Molten Night, the trajectory changed.
Strong inertia has been exerted on the track of magic use, and the magician group has accelerated onto the road of knowledge blockade that they were originally planning. It has become the general trend for schools to become popular and suppress all major schools.
Warriors who can compete with magicians in terms of power system, after years of training their bodies to the extreme, sadly find that everything is in vain. The loneliness of the craftsmen indirectly leads to their inability to possess more powerful weapons that can effectively kill magicians.
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The magicians of Mela also tasted the sweetness of monopoly, curbed the widespread use of magic, and iterated the already circulated magic tools in an almost deformed way, becoming the mainstream.
This huge inertia has been deeply engraved in the blood of every magician, and the idea that "the one who can kill the magician should be another magician" is rooted in the hearts of most magicians.
Among the nuns in black, Cortex has always been quite famous. When Selah introduced her, she said without hesitation that she is a representative figure who has many skills and is not overwhelmed. She has skills in construction and decoration, civil engineering, gardening, and most craftsmen including smelting.
He was good at all of them, and even came to the Dawn Territory to actively contact Sigrid and challenge himself in "bookkeeping", which he was least good at.
Yucao, who is also the leader of the civil engineering group and the craftsman group, is holding a newly sprouted twig in her mouth and accepting inquiries from everyone in the room. Her dress is quite "sassy", and her light gray linen top has a lot of details.
The holes and mud spots on the skin can be clearly seen, and the leather shorts on the lower body are scratched, making people worry that they may crack at any time.
Lu Yu looked at Sigrid, who was in charge of logistics, with a questioning look.
"I'm sure there are enough clothes in stock, and the tailoring team is always producing."
The delicate-looking Yucao waved her hand calmly: "Lords, there is no need to worry about such a trivial matter. I just think it is easier and faster to work like this. The magic power is not completely stable at this stage, so it is safe to do it myself."
These words are very convincing, because Yucao herself is now half a clay figure, and the long black hair tied behind her back has become a ball due to being stained with mud. It is not clear what she was busy with when she was called.
What.
"You can tell me what you think about what I told you before."
Yucao was very straightforward: "The lord only needs to point out the way for me, and I will work hard to implement it."
"What do you think of the Molten Night that happened in history?" Lulu asked.
Yucao buttoned the yellow mud that had solidified on her face and started to dry up. After realizing that the yellow mud would stain the room when it fell, she immediately stopped and immediately answered: "It is a good thing for the magician, a bad thing for the craftsmen, and it is bad for Meira."
The impact of development can only be judged by future generations."
Serra: "Sounds like Laurent."
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Yucao replied sheepishly: "The Chosen God... Well, Lord Serra, you should know that my cultural performance is not good. In terms of history, the only part I can recall is the part told by Lord Laurend himself."
Lu Yu brought the topic back on track: "Your craftsman team conducts basic research on magic energy in their spare time. I don't need you to produce any objects, and we are very patient."
Yucao perked up, and then she asked seriously: "Lord Lu Yu, what is the direction?"
"It can make a magician's daily life more convenient. Let's use this aspect as the entry point." Lu Yu immediately smiled and said, "You still have to deal with the complex prerequisites of converting magic and magic into energy and the required media.
Let’s consider the direction once the conditions are clear.”
"It's very broad... Your Excellency is right, we should indeed explore a little bit through practice, but I still have a question, does combat count as one of them?"
Lu Yu, Sierra and Lu Lu reacted surprisingly unanimously, and the three of them said in unison: "No."
Realizing that the synchronization rate was too high, the three of them looked at each other. Finally, Lu Yu coughed and said, "You can have some fantastic ideas, but you must wait until the magic wave wave is almost over and all the barriers in the Dawn Territory are raised.
Put into practice."
Sierra also warned: “The starting point is daily life.”
Yucao nodded confidently, indicating that he would definitely live up to everyone's expectations.
"Do you need us to find another civil engineering team leader for you? Now you have to manage two groups of people at the same time. Isn't it tiring?"
"Not tired!" Yucao smiled brightly, "I like being so busy. I am always very proud to see the new changes in Chenxi Territory. This feeling of building a common home for everyone with my own hands is wonderful. Thank you, adults.
Given this shelter from the wind and rain, we will definitely complete the construction of the adults' love nest before summer comes. Regarding the interior decoration... woo woo woo..."
Sigrid covered Yucao's mouth and took her out of the room.
There was silence in the room. The mist demon floating around felt the sudden embarrassment. She already knew the air very well and walked out through the wall. She hid on the stupid dragon outside the window and eavesdropped leisurely.
The three people with three stools in a triangular position could not find a new topic for a while, so they could only let this embarrassment continue.
Lu Lu played with her fingers, stealing glances at Lu Yu from time to time, then quickly glanced at Sera, and withdrew her gaze as if she was electrocuted.
Sierra looked at Lu Yu with a particularly complicated mood. Ever since she returned to Vanessa's cabin to carry the remaining manuscripts, Lu Lu had been acting a little abnormally.
Refuse to stick to yourself, even in the "Blue Water Daily Etiquette" way.
You must speak at a certain distance. Taking the initiative to approach will only result in Lu Lu retreating in panic.
Sometimes when I call her name, she will tremble all over as if she is frightened.
If this phenomenon only happened to him, Sera could still interpret it as Lu Yu was causing trouble behind his back. For example... he started to charge Lu Lu. The attack was so fierce that he almost fell.
However, the same thing happened to Lu Yu, but it was not so obvious.
When Lu Yu offered the food to Lulu, Lulu would hesitate for a moment and then put it into her bowl with a smile.
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The portions of the cakes she tried were no longer small for me but more for Lu Yu, and they even started asking her about her taste and preferences...
When discussing topics related to magic, the two of them would often quarrel directly and accuse each other when they had differences in the past. Lu Lu, who refused to admit defeat, always attacked fiercely, but this time... why did she feel that being sprayed by Lu Lu was not enjoyable enough?
What happened?
Lu Yu tried not to look at Lu Lu and Sera, and pretended to look out the window as if nothing had happened, taking in the scenery.
Even if he didn't see the scroll that Lu Lu kept secretive and even hid, he could still guess what his teacher had done.
"Don't thank the teacher, this is what the teacher should do." Lu Yu seemed to hear Vanessa saying with a smile.
"Charge now?" Lu Yu kept asking himself in his heart.
It was a rare opportunity. With the three of them present, the teacher, as an outsider, revealed the ambiguity that neither of them had taken the initiative to mention...
With his heart pounding, Lu Yu, who had no love experience, began to take a deep breath, because his nervous and oxygen-deprived brain needed more blood...
"Can't calm down... go up in one breath, and then be the first to hold Lulu in his arms!"
Although Lu Yu was a little dizzy due to lack of oxygen, he still stood up.
Lulu and Sierra's eyes immediately turned over.
"He wants to get away!"
Knowing what Lu Yu was going to do, Sera became nervous, her hands were shaking and her breathing became rapid. Although she had not yet prepared her words, Sera also stood up.
Sparks sparked at the moment when the two people's eyes met, and the two people gritted their teeth and refused to give in to each other...
"Emergency communication!"
Mi Lai pushed the door open with the communication statue in hand, and a fresh breeze blew into the room. The charming and ambiguous atmosphere between the three people suddenly disappeared.
Lu Yu and Sera sighed feebly. Lu Lu, who was confused, turned around and asked curiously: "Whose emergency communication is it? If it is Noel, tell him that we don't want those alien beauties. We already have them."
I asked him to personally lead a team to send it back. The clothes are good, so we kept them and suggested that he send more clothes next time."
Lu Lu was very dissatisfied with Noel's behavior of bringing in private goods, especially since every beautiful foreign girl sent was taller than her, and could embody the magnificent rivers and mountains better than her...
"It's Lord Lu Yu's friend, Roye."
Lu Yu, who was gathering strength and preparing for a charge, was suddenly interrupted. He was feeling very tired, but after hearing the name, he became energetic.
Since the beginning of the disaster, Lu Yu had completely lost contact with Roye, and all the news had been lost. He once thought that Roye had not been able to leave the vast northern territory of the disaster.
Thinking of this young man with some simple idealistic feelings, Lu Yu would always have some sense of identification with him. Therefore, after the disaster was over, he immediately used the statue to contact him, but there was still no response.
Lu Yu, who gradually began to accept the fact that he had unfortunately passed away, was overjoyed and took the statue.
"Lu Yu, my friend, are you okay?"
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In the corpse pits being dug, one by one began to thaw with the arrival of warm spring, and the stinky and rotten corpses were thrown into it by the numb people.
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This group of people from different races and identities would initially pray devoutly for these poor, innocent victims to appease their "eyes" that may never be able to close.
But as corpses were transported from all directions, the huge number overwhelmed them. The last trace of respect for these victims was that when the corpse pit was full, everyone mechanically chanted silently to the gods they believed in, and then
The fire destroyed the ugliness and sadness that even the gods could not bear to look at.
The survivor among the harpies twirled a new leaf and blew an ethereal grass flute. The black smoke flew away and dissipated with the wind, and the melodious flute sound followed him all the way.
As he shuttled among the busy corpse-burners, wherever Royer went, the workers would raise their heads, and a glimmer of light briefly flashed in their numb eyes.
Royer patted them on the shoulders, but did not say anything more. He held the statue in his hand and continued to send the message.
"During the period of infection, you must have sent me a lot of messages. Unfortunately, I couldn't receive any of them. It's terrible here in the north..."
"Xialem has been reluctant to talk to me recently and can't say hello to you. Let me wish you well on her behalf..." Roye's voice trembled and he fell into a brief silence.
Standing on a small hill, looking at the burning "boilers", Roye had no expression on his face, except for the corner of his mouth that unconsciously curled up, smiling, but it was no different from crying.
"I have heard about your deeds, glutton, and summoning template. Even in the North, many people have benefited from your health and are able to survive. Your excellence is always unexpected, but it feels reasonable..."
"To all the warriors who resisted arduously after the fall of the Northern Territory, your name will always be remembered, and your kindness and achievements will always be in my heart."
Royer paused, played with the statue, considered it again and again, and continued: "Although I have never seen you beat those hateful schools with my own eyes, I still admire your behavior. You always give me the feeling that you have already done something before you do it.
The feeling of thinking through all the possibilities and escape routes is like the greatest wise man in the fairy tale books I have ever read."
"My friend...I'm doing something, something that feels right."
A knight with a bloody face came to Roye with several heads and several gagged prisoners. Roye glanced at him, turned around coldly, and waved lightly.
"Is this handled in the same way as in the past, Lord Roye?"
"Those who are willing to join, give them weapons, and those who are unwilling...the fire can burn more vigorously."
Royer didn't send the message again until those "woo-hoo" sounds faded away.
"Solon is undergoing a drastic change, and I don't want to just watch... Maybe you don't believe it, but this country did not originally belong to the Dewek family, but should belong to a glorious group."
"Hundreds of years ago, it took the wrong path. The sufferings suffered by the people on this land today are all an extension of that mistake. I have witnessed too many distortions and tragedies. Until now, as the person who knows the truth
, I need to stand up."
"Zenir and Tanya don't care about one more person, are you right?"
"The snow monster is right. Since this land is hopeless, nothing worse will happen. Any option that can glimpse the possibility should be bravely tried, even if the war will destroy those innocent people involved.
home, but...simple kindness may really not be able to protect anything."
There was a smile on Royer's stiff face. He licked his dry lips and stared at the burning fire: "You will understand me and support me, right?"