141. Chapter 141 Farewell to Hometown (End of this volume)
141. Chapter 141 Farewell to Hometown (End of this volume)
Author: Gushan fishing snow
Chapter 141 Farewell to Hometown (End of this volume)
"Don't!" Rosalie yelled, "I am a beauty after all, but you actually want to stuff me into such a tin can!"
The king looked puzzled: "This is the armor of your ancestor, Myhrvold I, the founding emperor of Monrovia. Why are you embarrassed to be allowed to wear it? Come on, Gotrick, do it!"
Gotrick didn't move: "I'm very strong, so if I get hurt, it won't heal."
Wang immediately changed people: "Nini, come! Help stuff the princess in. The princess of Monrovia!"
Nini didn't hesitate and came directly to catch Rosalie who was about to retreat.
The king opened the ancient armor and began to put it on Rosalie.
Rosalie exclaimed: "Don't put it on directly, I have a corset and a breast pad!"
The king stopped and said, "Then take off your breast corset and waist corset."
"Eh? Are you here?" Rosalie blushed, "No, it's not okay? I am a princess of a country, how can I be undressed in public?"
Wang thought for a while and snapped his fingers: "It turns out that the corset and chest brace need to be taken off first before taking off the coat!"
"Otherwise!" Rosalie shouted.
Another princess, Elizabeth, laughed next to her.
Wang: "That's okay if you don't take it off. If you can get into the armor wearing a corset and a corset, then it's definitely okay if you don't wear it. Come on, Nini, let's get in!"
Then Rosalie let out a series of screams.
"It's pinching my chest! It hurts, it hurts! I can't let it go, ah!"
Wang and his apprentice Nini struggled for five minutes, and finally stuffed Rosalie's whole beard and tail into the armor. Rosalie's face exposed in the mask was furious: "You! You stole my ancestor's armor, and you still use it."
The armor tortures me!"
Wang: "How can you say that? It is clear that we are making your ancestor's armor shine again. If you don't believe me, ask your ancestor. He must think that it is better to participate in saving the world than to throw it into the treasure house."
Anyway, no one can really ask Myhrvold's ancestors, so they can naturally make up whatever they want.
Moreover, after the king is promoted in the future, he can really reverse the timeline and ask Myhrvold for his opinion when he founded the country. Now, at most, it is just a matter of killing him first and then showing off.
Wang walked around his "masterpiece" and nodded: "Very good, this armor will belong to the washerwoman from now on. Do you want to learn swordsmanship? Once you have mastered the swordsmanship, I will give you the Ogre Power Gloves."
and Pathfinder for you, so that we have a can that can actually fight on the front lines."
Rosalie: "Wearing this armor, I have to do my best to stand still. Do you know how heavy this armor is?"
Wang: "I know. So I just suggest. Okay, Nini, peel her off."
Nini took action immediately.
When the armor was removed, Rosalie was already covered in sweat and her clothes were soaked through. The shape of the corset and chest pads could be clearly seen inside.
Rosalie said while fanning herself: "I'm so unlucky!"
Nini replied: "It's okay, I'm just sweating a little, and it's nothing compared to the dangers we have experienced. If you want to travel with us, you will suffer a lot in the future."
Rosalie sighed: "I know. Your journey will definitely not be a comfortable sightseeing trip. But I am mentally prepared."
Wang: "It's best if you have such an awareness. It seems that there are no good things in the treasure house. Since the Chamber of Commerce in Monrovia wants to provide us with tickets that can be easily exchanged for money, we will not take these, which seem to only have the function of selling money."
It’s a treasure.”
Rosalie: "Did you originally plan to take it?"
Wang: "My teacher taught me that when you can loot the treasure house, you should loot it as much as possible. Mages are very expensive. In the middle and late stages, copying a magic scroll costs tens of thousands of gold coins. There are also those rare spell-casting materials, which are very expensive.
.
"Of course, I am different from ordinary mages. Ordinary mages have to buy scrolls of spells they have never seen before, copy them into their own spell books, and buy a second spell book when they have finished copying one spell book. These are where money is spent.
"I don't have these spending points, but I still need a lot of money to learn spells."
Rosalie asked suspiciously: "Is your teacher a robber?"
The king shrugged, and then stopped discussing the topic: "Next, let's go to the dwarf craftsmen. We have to fix the dragon saddle they finally made, because it may not be used in the future."
**
When a group of people arrived at the dwarf streets, they found that it had become a sea of joy.
The dwarves began to celebrate their victory first.
The bards of the Bard College got the news that the dwarves were celebrating and came to join the carnival - they would not miss this occasion.
The whole street echoed with the cheerful sound of the lute.
After seeing Wang and his party, several bards came up to meet him at the same time. The fastest one said first: "Your Majesty the Archmage! I have written a poem about your great adventure in Monrovia! The name is
"Morning Light in Monrovia"! Please listen to it!"
Without waiting for Wang's response, he started singing.
After listening to a few words, Wang interrupted him: "Wait a minute! Why do you think there are so many scenes between Bradford and the Emperor in your song? The emperor didn't mention it, but Bradford didn't get involved in this matter until the end.
, it’s nothing to do with anything else! The emperor’s role has also been exaggerated.”
The bard touched his cheek awkwardly: "Our college is considered semi-official in Monrovia. I wrote this song to participate in the college's selection this year. The results of the selection will be presented to His Majesty the Emperor, so..."
King: "Get lost! You are not allowed to taint my adventure!"
The second person who rushed to the king laughed loudly, and then picked up his lute: "Come and listen to mine. My song is also called "Morning Light in Monrovia", but it is completely based on yours."
It’s developed from different angles!”
As he spoke, the poet played the lute and sang a cheerful song with the accompaniment of a light melody.
After listening to a few sentences, Flint was speechless: "It sounds like a love story, not a big adventure about killing a nine-ring lich and an awesome orc overlord."
Bard: "Those are the spices of love~"
Wang: "Get out of here too!"
After listening to the performances of several minstrels, Wang came to the conclusion: "The minstrels in this city are all idiots."
Flint agreed: "A bard who has never ventured out can only write such nonsense. My old friend Tanis, he can definitely write something satisfying."
Several bards looked disgusted, and one of them said: "Then let us travel with you! Then I can grab the exclusive access to your adventure poems in the future!"
King: "No, we do lack bards, but we don't want one like you. Flint, go find your old friend and say we are here to get the dragon saddle."
Flint: "Come with me, he'll be smiling and opening the tavern at times like this."
Marika muttered: "A tavern always opens with a smile. The name of the dwarf tavern is really strange."
Flint countered: "That's better than the name of your drow tavern. Your drow taverns are all called Spider or Scorpion!"
Marika: "No, drow elves don't have taverns. We usually use brothels to function as taverns. There are male servants of various races, except for dwarves, because dwarves are too short."
Flint silently picked up the warhammer.
Wang: "Isn't this a classic drow rumor? My teacher has been to the main city of drow in this plane. He said that because they are worried about being assassinated, the drow have no entertainment venues at all. They can't relax at all times, because when they relax, they
Someone who covets the position makes a sneak attack.
"Drow women also don't keep male servants because they fundamentally despise men, who are only valuable when a drow intends to have children."
Marika glanced at Wang: "You are right, I am just using other people's inherent impressions of drow. The deeper their misunderstanding of us, the better."
Wang: "This is Zhuoer's view on the misunderstanding of the outside world. I have written it down and it will definitely appear in my amazing masterpiece in the future."
At this time, Old Louis, who was in charge of making the dragon saddle, came over: "I heard you were looking for me?"
The king nodded: "Let's get the dragon saddle. We may need it in the future."
"Okay, come with me."
After a moment, Wang successfully put the dragon saddle into his dimensional bag.
Wang: "The next step is to wait for Bernal's ceremony and carnival."
At this moment, a sailor from the Star Chaser galloped over on horseback: "Your Majesty the Archmage!"
I don’t know since when, the king’s title became His Excellency the Archmage.
Wang: "What's wrong?"
"The people from the Monrovia Port Department insisted that we transfer to the luxurious inland ship they provided! They said it was a gift from the Emperor of Monrovia!"
Wang: "What? A luxurious river boat? How luxurious? Let's take a look!"
**
The ship provided by the Emperor of Monrovia was also called the Star Chaser, which should be the current name.
This is an inland river warship. Compared with the old unarmed Star Chaser, it is equipped with multiple ballistae, which can fight with people on the inland river.
In addition to armaments, there is also something else inside it.
As soon as Wang entered the captain's cabin, he said firmly: "Space folding magic! This cabin has permanent space folding magic."
Flint: "We can all see it."
Everyone can see that this is because the captain's cabin is so big.
Wang made a visual inspection and found that the captain's cabin must be one hundred square meters. Other captain's cabins usually have a huge navigation table with a map on it, but this room has a giant sand table directly on it, with a map of "Starting from Monrovia"
A miniature landscape all the way to the Isles of Thorns.
Xiaobai: "Oh oh oh oh, what a beautiful sand table!"
After saying that, she turned into a beetle, landed on the sand table, and started crawling.
Malika asked the king in confusion: "What is she doing?"
"Let's travel, I guess. Why are you asking me?" Wang asked back.
"You know her best," Marika replied.
Elizabeth next to her looked like her heart ached.
The beetle on the sand table has traveled through thousands of rivers and mountains.
Flint looked at the sofa next to the sand table: "Oh, it's really nice. It's made of genuine leather. It's so luxurious. I can smoke cigarettes all day long on this sofa without my butt getting sore!"
With that said, he sat down and took out his pipe.
Gotrick walked towards the mechanical dummy in the corner and fiddled with it: "Okay!"
Flint looked at him and said: "This dummy should be a dwarf product. It can be used to practice axes and swords! There are three such dummies. It's really a luxury. We don't have so many physics professions at all."
Wang: "More is better! Is there a magic toilet here?"
As he spoke, he opened the door of the cubicle.
"Well, a magic toilet with a magic water source... The emperor really gave me a good thing."
After saying that, he walked around the cabin again and made a decision directly: "Marika, go and check whether there are any people hiding in the mezzanine of this ship, and whether there are any annoying mechanisms."
After Marika took the order and left, the captain of the Star Chaser asked: "Are we... going to use this ship?"
"Isn't this great? Although the big velvet bed may be very hot to sleep on now, our journey has almost completed the entire summer, and we will definitely enter winter in the future. It will come in handy then!
"
Captain: "I thought you thought this bed was big enough to sleep many girls at the same time."
Wang: "How is that possible? Of course the sleeping place must be reserved for one person. You don't know how beautiful it is to wake up in a 500-square-meter bed every morning."
Xiaobai transformed from a beetle back to a human and asked: "It's a 500-square-meter bed. You have to walk on the bed for five minutes to go to the bathroom?"
Wang: "Don't worry about these details!"
Xiaobai: "Okay! Then I will try to see if this bed is soft or not!"
As she spoke, she ran away suddenly and plunged into the bed like she was diving.
"Oh, it won't hurt if you flutter like this, it's so soft!" Xiaobai started to rub his face against the velvet, wagging his tail.
Wang said to the captain: "This is the only ship. Organize the crew to transfer all the supplies on the Star Chaser to this ship within today. It doesn't seem necessary for us to sell the Star Chaser... We are not short of money.
Let's mortgage it to the Chamber of Commerce to see if we can get some more scrolls. The Chamber of Commerce must have some in stock."
The captain nodded: "It must be done before departure tomorrow."
Wang: "Also, make some bunk beds for this cabin."
Everyone stopped and looked at the mage in confusion.
Wang: "All of us must live here. This way if something goes wrong, we can take action directly. This will save us from being defeated individually."
Rosalie: "Can I live here too?"
"Go and sleep in the servants' room," the king replied.
Rosalie: "I can also take damage wearing that armor!"
The mage touched his chin and thought for a while: "That's right, you can live there too. Besides, with so many people living together, there must be a maid. I'll get you a maid outfit tomorrow."
Rosalie: "Huh?"
Wang said firmly: "From now on, washing clothes and wiping the deck will be your job, come on. Very good, then everything is settled. Let's go to the palace and wait for tomorrow's ceremony."
**
The next day, the audience hall of the palace.
Two weeks ago, it was here that the Salvation Team met Bernard Myhrvold and his heirs for the first time.
Now, the rescue team once again entered the audience hall, and there was also a washerwoman named Myhrvold in the team.
She is also wearing a maid outfit.
In this way, there are two maid costumes in the team. Rosalie is wearing a traditional maid costume with a long skirt, and Elf Nini is wearing a miniskirt, revealing her long legs.
When they saw Rosalie's maid uniform, the Myhrvold family was silent. Apparently they really didn't expect Rosalie to be regarded as a maid.
However, among the group of Myhrvolds, the expression of little prince Oscar was different from others.
Even the king noticed the difference.
If you think about it carefully, this little guy was the one originally sent by Bernal to monitor the rescue team. It stands to reason that this kid should take part in the big adventure that happens next. If this kid joins the team, then there will be someone in the team who is good at using a sword.
If you are a warrior, you don't have to carry the Pathfinder to hack around, and the armor can also be used.
But it's useless to think about it now. There are already too many humans in the team. According to the teacher's teachings, the more diverse the team, the more legendary it is. Too many humans is not enough.
The king looked away from the little prince and looked at the nobles standing on both sides of the audience hall.
Compared with the last time, there are much fewer nobles this time, and many of them should have returned to their territories to expand their armies and prepare for war.
Many others are buried in Minos, the capital of Monrovia.
The new aristocrats all looked rich, with big bellies and almost more rings than there were fingers on their hands.
These people were looking at Wang with the eyes of evaluating value.
At this time, Bernal stood up from the throne, came to the king in three steps and held his hand: "Master! On behalf of the entire people of Monrovia, thank you for saving Minos!"
Wang: "I should."
Bernal continued: "If possible, I would even like to follow your team myself to save the world. But it is a pity that my people and my country need me."
Wang just nodded.
Bernal: "Therefore, I decided to give the most precious weapon in the treasure house, the five-headed flail, to your team!"
King: "Wait a minute, don't! Don't give us weapons! What's the use of giving weapons if no one knows how to use them? I already have a Pathfinder to wield!"
However, the emperor's butler had already followed the rehearsed steps and came over holding the five-headed flail in both hands.
Flint exclaimed: "I can use this flail! What special effects does it have?"
The emperor said proudly: "Each of its flail heads comes with a kind of enchanted damage, strong acid, fire, cold, electric shock and toxins. The person hit will either die or be injured. The only problem is its structure.
People can easily hit themselves if they are not careful."
Flint laughed: "Okay, okay! This is the most suitable for me! Get it quickly!"
So the king directly skipped the step of the emperor granting it, grabbed the flail from the butler's hand, and handed it to Flint.
The dwarf looked at the new weapon happily: "It's awesome. With this, I will be the strongest physical output in the team."
Gotrick watched eagerly from the side, and it seemed that for the first time, Barbarian had the idea of wanting a good axe.
Seeing that the flail had been given to him, Bernal continued to advance the ceremony without paying any attention to the king's transgression: "In addition to this flail, I also want to give the rescue team three resurrection scrolls, plus a series of other scrolls. These are all
It was prepared by our army to deal with the orc attack.
"However, the orc attack has been neutralized, and these scrolls are of no use, so they are all provided to the rescue team. There are a hundred fireball scrolls among them!"
Wang was shocked: "Damn it, doesn't that mean we don't need to prepare the fireball technique in the future?"
Nini: "The tearing scroll can't be strengthened with your staff, teacher, right? It's safer to prepare one and throw it as Yang Yan, right?"
Wang: "After throwing it away, I will sleep for three days? Then who will use magic to control the field during these three days, you?"
Nini shut up.
Elizabeth said next to her: "You, don't be so rude, Nini is your student, isn't she? Be nice."
Wang: "My teacher scolds me like this when I make mistakes."
At this time, the emperor coughed, interrupting the rescue team's chatter.
"In addition," he said, "I have ordered that the royal battleship I use for travel be renamed the New Star Chaser and given to the rescue team. This is a river battleship. Although it lacks the ability to sail at sea, its bottom
It has been specially designed to pass through many shallow conversations on the Mashunya River without running aground.”
Wang: "Oh, we received that ship, it's great. Especially the captain's cabin, I like it very much."
Bernal: "As long as you like it. In addition to the funding from the empire, the empire's chamber of commerce has also decided to give the adventure team money orders and futures coupons that are enough to support the entire adventure."
Wang looked dull: "Oh, this is good."
Bernal asked doubtfully: "Master, do you think the payment is too little?"
"No, although the more funds, the better, but..."
Bernal looked at the Counts of Xinco (most of them turned out to be businessmen): "Did you hear that? The more masters the better!"
Wang: "You can't only listen to half of what I say. However, a little more is really good. Then a little more. Do the various chambers of commerce have any weapons at the bottom of the box? Magic weapons like this flail, armor will also do.
"
Earl Williams said awkwardly on behalf of everyone in the Chamber of Commerce: "This kind of magic weapon is usually in the hands of adventurers. You might as well ask some retired adventurers to see if there is magic next to the pickled cabbage jar in their cellar.
Weapons and chambers of commerce really don’t exist.”
Wang looked disappointed: "Okay."
Everyone looked at each other, and it was obvious that even the shameless merchants from the Chamber of Commerce had never seen Wang’s desire written directly on his face.
Bernal: "In addition to material support, the empire will also provide human support! My daughter, Rosalie Myhrvold, will serve as Monrovia's special envoy and be stationed in the rescue team. She has not fought.
Ability, but you can work as an accountant in the team, or manage supplies. Of course, you can also do laundry!"
When he said this, the emperor looked at Rosalie, who was wearing a maid uniform, with a meaningful look.
Bernal continued: "Actually, my youngest son Oscar also wants to join the team. He is a skilled swordsman and should be able to help in the battle, but I know that the master does not want too many humans in the team."
Wang nodded: "Yes, if you make this request here, I can only refuse."
Little Prince Oscar sighed, and then looked at his sister with envious eyes.
Bernal: "In addition, both the Bard Society and the Royal Institute of Architects have requested... that you can bring an expedition team with you. These people will not participate in the rescue mission, but will just record the local customs along the way. When they arrive at the Thorn Islands, they
There will be a grand academic seminar with the Gnomish Explorers Society."
Wang: "Do you think the rescue team is the escort of the expedition team?"
"You once asked the Royal Institute of Architects for help in identifying the architectural style of a building." Benard paused, "If the team has such experts accompanying them, if this happens again, they can just ask directly.
Are you ready? Don’t worry, the empire will be responsible for supplying the supplies they need for their trip.”
Wang: "I refuse. I want to avoid the possibility of spies boarding the ship to cause damage as much as possible. And I have seen the ship you gave me. There are not so many cabins to carry so many people."
The emperor was silent for a few seconds and nodded: "It's a reasonable concern. Then we won't bring this group of people. The empire and the empire's Chamber of Commerce can only provide so much funding. Next, please invite the rescue team to participate in the victory celebration to encourage our military and civilians."
morale."
Wang nodded: "Of course."
Bernal made a gesture of invitation, as if he were a servant of the rescue team.
**
The road from the palace to the port has long been decorated with lanterns and colors.
All the people of Minos came to see off the rescue team.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the team showed up on time.
At the beginning was the palace orchestra, and the musicians played majestic marches as they walked.
Following the orchestra was a giant wolf, and on the wolf's back was a mage holding a staff that glowed like the sun.
Because the staff was too bright, when many people looked at him they only saw the light of the staff and no one at all!
Immediately, a know-it-all in the crowd began to explain: "This is called magic aura! This is how powerful mages cannot be looked at directly!"
Someone else lamented: "Sir, Lancelot, my arthritis seems to be cured when exposed to this light!"
"Have you heard that the mage's teacher is the protagonist in Rosharle's Dawn!"
While everyone was discussing, the Emperor of Monrovia came out of the palace gate riding a mediocre gray horse followed by the giant wolf.
Because of his vigorous and resolute actions, Bernal has become very famous among the people recently. The reason why he is famous rather than prestige is because many Monrovians still hold on to the old concept and feel that the noble master cannot be killed so simply.
Seeing that such a well-known emperor actually followed the giant wolf out, the Monrovians had a new understanding of the status of the newly minted mage.
The third person to come out was Princess Elizabeth of Cosania.
"it's beautiful!"
"I heard that she is a saint from Cosania, and she can cure all diseases with just a touch of her hand!"
"You are wrong! I heard from the businessman who came over there. You don't need to touch it at all. As long as you hang the portrait of the saint in your home, it will be immune to all poisons!"
"A portrait of a saint costs 60 silver coins each!"
Following Elizabeth came out the drow Elf Marika who rarely appeared in the sun.
The moment they saw her black skin, many people began to pray to the gods they believed in.
Of course, the know-it-alls will not let go of this opportunity to show off: "This is the drow! It is said that it was put to sleep by the Archmage! This kind of evil creature lives to satisfy its desires!"
Marika pretended not to hear, obviously not wanting to be acquainted with these people.
Immediately after the "black" elf came out, the "white" elf Nini.
Nini rides a horse without a rein. As a forest elf, she has full affinity with many animals. In fact, she doesn't even need a saddle. Humans have prepared a saddle, so she rides on it.
"Elf! So beautiful! But why is she dressed like a castle maid?"
"That's the master's disciple! It's normal for a disciple to do some odd jobs, right?"
While everyone was discussing, Rosalie came out on horseback.
"Isn't that Your Highness the Princess? Why is she also wearing a maid outfit?"
"...That's right! She must have become the master's disciple! Now we in Monrovia are blessed to have a legendary mage in the future!"
The last one to come out was the barbarian.
His huge body makes the horse on his crotch look like a toy horse, while the basket behind him is as nondescript as ever.
"Who is this again?"
"The people in the front row are doing rough work! You see, they are walking at the back!"
**
At this time, the dwarf's murmuring came from the basket behind the barbarian as always: "Damn it! Can't you just let me walk in the ground once? Every time I have this chance to show my face, I'll be in the basket!"
Gotrick laughed loudly: "At best, Kailin might be happy."
Flint hesitated, because Barbarian said it as if he had intelligence.
However, his doubts were interrupted.
Manzi said: "Jenny!"
The dwarf directly pushed open the lid of the basket: "Where?"
Manzi pointed to a corner of the crowd.
Flint looked over and saw his wife standing on top of five stacked boxes, looking over here.
Flint hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and waved gently.
Flint: "Some people only live in one place their whole life. I may never understand people like them."
He sighed and looked away.
"In the words of the mage brother, my hometown is behind me and the world is in front of me."
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