"You want me to comment? Have you peed? I'm really worried about what you will do if you become incontinent after being so angry with me."
"Your Excellency Parbuchco, I don't think it's that outrageous..."
"No, no, no, that's not the case at all. If there isn't too much excrement left in your head, I think you can tell that I have absolutely no intention of praising you now... Why, still
Don’t give up? Are you so confident in your work?”
"...At least as far as the idea is concerned..."
"Yes, as far as creativity is concerned, you idiot has barely passed. But when it comes to basic skills, you are not even as good as the cleaning lady in the basement of the second tower who is responsible for cleaning up the test bench every day. How did your teacher teach you
Yours? You actually use arts runes to write the energy conversion part of the equation? Do you want your Marquis to make his mother even recognize him? Or do you want the so-called water-energy windmill to turn into a water-powered windmill when it rotates too fast?
Cute big 'wave'? Could you please use the long-haired meatball-like organ above your neck to recall a little bit, did you feed our kind gtys runes to the dog or did you return them to your teacher as a thank you gift?
Already?"
"My dear Miss Wizard, I am so stupid that you are crying, you know. I praise the miracles performed by Lord Tree of Life. Because of His gift, in the strange evolutionary path of all things in the world, there are actually people with brains growing on their chests.
Magical creature! Now! My lovely little girl, please move your breasts and recall the overview of Gtys series runes! Recall that the No. 32 rune is more stable when used at the beginning of a sentence than arts17?
besides……"
Listening to the child-like clear but increasingly high-pitched and almost sharp mocking voice inside the door, which completely replaced the weak female voice, Marquis Leria smiled helplessly and pushed the door open.
If he doesn't come in, his witch will probably be scolded to tears.
"Okay, Your Excellency, Star Caller. After all, Rorona is just a confusing witch, and she doesn't know much about enchantments..."
"You are wrong, Lord Marquis."
Star Caller Parbuchko said seriously: "Of course I know she is a confusing witch, I even know that she graduated in the 12th year, with a B+ graduation grade, and her graduation project was an improved version of external petrochemical potion.
It can harden localized skin in a short-term manner... Well, I admit that at least from a business perspective, she did a good job."
"However, partiality is partiality. There is no excuse for this."
The Star Caller raised his face and said in a slightly mocking tone to the Marquis, who was nearly twice his height: "Do you know what the final result will be if you make the windmill according to Rorona's design?
?”
"According to my calculations, in the first three months of the windmill, there is basically no difference between the energy it converts and the energy it consumes. Of course, we also know that any business will lose money at the beginning... But after three months,
After that, the arts runes, which are generally used as delayers for large-scale explosions and explosives, will absorb enough energy and start a random number timing. When the timing ends, there will be a 'boom' sound, and the accumulated energy will be released.
Together with the energy of the crystals in the circuit, it will be detonated in one breath. At that time, all you can do, Lord Marquis, is to hope that no one will be near the windmill at that time. By the way, when I say nearby, I mean
It’s within one mile of the surrounding area.”
In the Star Caller's increasingly cold and taunting voice, the face of the girl behind him became paler and paler.
"No... Lord Marquis... I don't know..."
She wailed in a low voice, not daring to look up at the faces of the Marquis and the Star Caller. Her whole body was trembling violently, as if infected with malaria: "Please forgive me..."
"The Marquis has forgiven you, but who will forgive the innocent people who died because of your stupidity and laziness?"
Parbuchko shook his head and looked up at Rorona sternly: "Lorona, you were like this when you were in the White Tower. You always wanted quick results. I remember you asked Anvilia
'What's the use of learning these things?' Now, let me tell you. As an inventor, the more knowledge you have, the fewer flaws you will have in the things you design. You can rely on your own knowledge and reasonable inferences,
Instead of using the body of the experimenter to correct your design. Think about it, if I am not here and the Marquis actually builds it according to your design, what will you get when the day it explodes? Oh, what if
If your idea is a hydrodynamic timed high-energy bomb, I would really give you a standing ovation for your invention."
When she said this, Rorona was really about to cry.
The Marquis smiled bitterly at the Star Caller and shook his head, signaling him to stop talking and stop talking.
Silver-haired Shota curled his lips, sighed, and gave up continuing to preach.
"Okay, Rorona, I don't want to do anything to you...Forget it, it's useless to tell you this. I will change your design for you tonight, and you can come over tomorrow or the day after tomorrow when you are free.
, I will continue to tell you the difference between arts and gtys runes."
As soon as he finished speaking, Rorona retreated happily as if she was being pardoned.
Star Caller couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, but didn't say anything.
He himself also knew what image he had in the eyes of this group of students.
But from the Marquis' point of view, he only had one idea.
That is, the Star Caller is worthy of being the Star Caller. Even after the collapse of the White Tower, the effects of witchcraft have been reduced by most, but the Star Caller can still accomplish things that only witchcraft can do through pure runes.
Unlike these great wizards who have studied the nature of witchcraft intensively, most wizards and witches today are almost useless. It is precisely because their strength has shrunk so much that the gods have no control over them.
The persecution worked.
Otherwise, both Su Ze and Titan would definitely agree to take in these homeless wizards.
The world of wizards is enough to change the world.
This is not a slogan, but a fact.
"Speaking of which, have you told that little brother about erecting a statue for Roland?"
Suddenly, Star Caller turned around, raised his head and asked seriously.
"certainly."
The Marquis nodded: "I told him the whole story. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to convince his old-fashioned and serious brother."
"That's good."
Silver-haired Shota nodded with satisfaction: "The Ashbringer will definitely be led out... But it is not an easy task to distinguish who is the Ashbringer and who is a simple opponent."