"Fortunately, the basilisks were just frightened. I comforted them and they were fine." Funya replied. Now she has already become better than others, standing out from the ordinary druids, as if to cope with the situation.
To prove the prophecy about the daughter of the forest, Funya has special talents in communicating with animals and listening to the sounds of the forest. Druids can often communicate with beasts at best, but she can understand the language of monsters and plants.
.Now she is one of the leading druids in the Deadwood Council. Her status is only lower than that of several great druids. The great elder also intends to pass on her. However, after hearing that the Warcraft lair in Valhalla was in trouble,
She volunteered to come here.
Now Funya is not only the instructor of all the monster breeders in the basilisk breeding area, she is also responsible for the guidance of agricultural production in Valhalla. Almost all the druids in the fir collar obey her command.
His status in Count Tonigel's system can be said to be second only to Antitina and a few others.
"Thank you, Funia." Antitina replied sincerely.
"This is what I should do, sister Antitina." The girl looked very modest.
Speaking of this, Funya paused and glanced in the direction of Levin Onesson. Antitina noticed her expression, realized something, lowered her voice and said: "What's wrong, Funya?
"
"Sister Antitina, the workers entering the incubation room by mistake are just an inducement for the Basilisk to go crazy."
"Is it still the same thing?"
Funya nodded.
Antitina frowned. The secret plan was one of Valhalla's top secrets. It originated from a report from Valhalla's continuous evolution and light spirit Monica. The report mentioned that Valhalla was gradually recovering.
Process, in the ancient times, this fortress was originally part of the World Tree. It was not a dead thing originally. Its recovery process now is rather an orderly growth process.
She thought of the possibility Guang Ling mentioned. Although she was not sure whether the other party was exaggerating, if it succeeded, it would indeed be an earth-shaking change for Valhalla.
However, that is what will happen later. The energy that is now generalized on the ground in the central area is constantly causing the restlessness of the basilisks. If this continues, sooner or later outsiders will notice the clues.
Naturally, this plan cannot be known to outsiders. Antitina glanced at Levin and others not far away, thinking that what the eldest son of the king was 'seeing' now should be all the 'open secrets' of Valhalla.
.
She patted Funya on the shoulder and motioned for the latter to follow her.
"Does that mean Valhalla can fly?"
At the central magic pool in Valhalla, Antitina and Funya met Monica here. This lady of light had not left this place for a month.
The light vortex, the lair of the light spirits, was also placed in this place. At this time, Valhalla already had three complete magic pools, and a steady stream of magic power was transported into the light vortex. Every few minutes, one
The light spirit is born from it.
While monitoring the operation of the vortex of light, Monica answered the staff member's question: "Flying is temporarily impossible. Don't even think about it until you have one, two, or three twelve magic pools to transport magic power."
I think, although none of the fortresses of the gods were floating in the air in the past, it would be great to be able to make them walkable now."
"How long will it take?" Antitina frowned and asked: "The lower city is close to the root system of Valhalla. The huge energy generalized from the root system will sooner or later cause other people to notice it, and the people in several nests
The monsters are also beginning to feel uneasy."
"I can ask Valhalla to set up an isolation layer." Monica thought for a while and replied.
"Forget it, we don't have that much magic power to waste, is there any other way?"
Antitina knew that every evolution of Valhalla required a large amount of magic power. This magic power was originally supported by the magic ore mined from the black forest. However, as Valhalla grew, there was still a surplus of magic ore for export.
Imports have now begun.
Fortunately, there is an alliance with the Queen of Cold Dew on the Shining Sea. Her Shining Scale Nagas guard this route all year round, so that Tonigal's ocean trade will not be interrupted due to the chaos in the north.
"In order to evolve Valhalla, in addition to increasing the source of magic power, it can also improve the transmission efficiency of magic power. This is also a disguised increase in the input of magic power." Monica thought for a moment and said: "You are not studying that magic power.
Transmission device? Well, let me let Valhalla open a new hall, just below the Moon Pool. We build a magic transmission hall there, so that the magic power of the Moon Pool can pass through before entering the veins of the World Tree.
Transformation of those devices of yours.”
Transforming magic power can indeed improve the efficiency of magic use, which is also the principle of the Hazel magic device. The magic power that can only be purified by wizards is purified through construction, so that mortals can also use magic.
In fact, the more powerful a wizard is, the more efficient he is at purifying magic power. The external manifestation of this is that he can master more powerful magic. The same is true for more advanced magic tools. The new generation of magic tools opened by Antitina
Although the weapon is still not as good as the cutting-edge craftsmanship represented by the Hazel people in this era, under Brando's suggestion (plug-in), it has far surpassed the Eruin she created in history.
The first generation magic transmission device.
But the staff lady is a little unsure about this. Although her talent in magic device design may far exceed her internal affairs ability, the greater the expectations, the more she worries about gains and losses: "The thing I designed has not been carried out yet.
Through practical experiments”
"It doesn't matter," Monica replied carelessly: "Practical application is the best experiment. This is what we Light Spirits have always done."
"Let me ask, do you Light Spirits often get into accidents?"
"Well," Monica thought for a moment, "occasionally a few people die."
There was a look of deep suspicion on the face of the staff lady. She doubted the ability of these light spirits to count. How many times did they mean "occasionally"? How many people really died?
Nimesis carefully turned a fourteen-leaf vitex plant and the pottery pot in which it was planted, folded her hands, and squinted her eyes to appreciate the way the sunlight shone on its spikes through the glass window.
The bright sunshine made the inkstand on the table shine and cast a shadow under the feathers of the quill. On the map bound with thread beside it, the hands on the dial of the copper-plated pocket watch had just passed three o'clock.
scale.
Every furnishing on the table was not neat and tidy, which was completely opposite to the staff lady who was meticulous about everything. The arrangement seemed to be carefully designed and arranged in an orderly manner, reflecting the unusual interest of the hostess.
A paw carefully opened the door. A chubby head stuck out of the door first. The two eyes on the head blinked and stared at the hostess in the room with some fear.
"Come in," the female knight seemed to sense someone opening the door. She turned her head and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not here to talk to you about the theft of the magic crystal a few days ago."
"That's not what I did!" Star hurriedly swung his paws and said sharply: "I have never been to the Starry Warehouse!"
"Oh, it turns out there is a Starry Warehouse. It seems I have to have someone check it out."
There was a look of extreme panic in the little fat dragon's eyes, and he almost ran away in fright: "No way, I definitely didn't do it in other places! I swear, I have only been to Fanxing Warehouse, there is a nasty thief trying to frame me!"
"You just denied this."
"Miss Nimesis, that is"
Then it saw the dangerous smile on the female knight's face.
"Call me your lord." Nymesis snorted angrily.
"Lord Knight."
Star showed a dejected look, but she did not dare to go against the words of this terrifying female devil, so she could only squeeze her chubby body into the house. Nimesis frowned and looked at the doorframe where she was making a creaking sound.
It was once suspected that it would announce its retirement.
"Why don't you change into human form, Star?"
"It's been like this since Lord Dragon God's betrayal," Star replied dejectedly: "The power of the Dragon Clan is declining day by day. Oh my God, this is such a bad era."
"But why isn't Ms. Mythril like this?" Nymesis thought of Mythril who sent it from Dragon Island. It was Ms. Silver Dragon who conveyed the information about the disaster in the north to Valhalla.
information.
"She is an adult dragon, Lady Nymesis, I am just a poor little guy."
"In terms of horizontal area alone, you little guy is not small at all." Nymesis teased angrily.
There was a look of embarrassment on Sta's face, but it wanted to show off its teeth and claws, but it didn't have the guts. In the past month, since the staff lady handed it over to the management of this terrible female knight, it has found its own good life.
That's the end.
The latter's endless tricks almost cost it half of its life. How did it know that there was a gap in knowledge between itself and this 'mortal' lady, who once managed a huge guild. As for it, but
It's just a young dragon that has been hiding in the glacier for hundreds of years.
"Star," Nymesis knocked on the table, "have you considered the mission of accompanying Prince Haruze on his mission to Lantonilan?"
"Oh, well, I'll think about that again."
The female knight looked on coldly at the guy who was too lazy to move. She said, "Then we can only talk about the theft case at Fanxing Warehouse."
"No" the little fat dragon screamed: "You agreed not to talk about this, Lady Nimesis."
"Yes, I originally wanted to talk about Prince Haruze, but you chose to refuse this topic, didn't you?"
When Star heard this, he almost grabbed the ground with his head. He wailed in pain: "This is despicable coercion."
"That's pretty much it."
"I" the little fat dragon stood up straight. It almost resisted the tyranny, but the moment it came into contact with Nimesis's smiling eyes, the young dragon turned into a little sheep again: "Okay, I, I
agreed."
"That's good," Nymesis replied with a smile: "In this way, by the time Miss Hippamilla comes, I may have forgotten a lot of things."
Star couldn't help but let out another cry after hearing this.
