In the harsh winter month, night came extremely early, and a howling cold wind blew up in Rentat, which is far north, causing every pedestrian on the street to tighten their coats, hold down their hats, and speed up their pace.
For them, the biggest difference between now and before is that the street lights on both sides of the road have covered the streets of Rentat, and the clear magic crystal lamps illuminate the road for them and others to go home. It is no longer like in the past, only
Only a few bustling streets have been equipped with arc street lights. When walking on winter nights, most citizens either rely on the light of the silver moon and stars, bring their own lanterns, or simply walk in the dark, so they often fall down on the road.
The werewolf Nasdel followed the crowd and walked off the last magic steam train and stepped onto the smooth stone ground of the six-pointed star platform - since the cities in this world themselves are part of the magic or divine defense system, except for Arlinge
Except for a few very special cities, it is impossible for most cities to dismantle city walls, city gates, etc., nor to give up defenses on their own.
Because of this, the magic steam train cannot enter the city at night. It is said to be the last train every day, and then it can only temporarily stop at a temporary platform outside the city.
"Huh, the magic steam train is indeed the same as what is recorded in the book. It is comfortable, fast, and convenient. It is indeed a very good alchemy item." Nasdir breathed out and watched them form a "white mist" in front of him.
He was wearing typical Holm Kingdom clothes, including a white shirt, a brown sweater, a black double-breasted gown, a top hat of the same color, and a decorative cane in his hand. His burly figure held the clothes tight
It's tight, and you can tell he's a very strong man.
Nasdel looked around the platform and thought to himself: "It's a pity that the magic steam train cannot travel in the Dark Mountains, so we can only consider the Silvermoon Wasteland."
The Dark Mountains are full of dangerous space cracks and magical creatures. There is more than 80% chance that the steam train will leave and never come back.
The "Silver Moon Wasteland" is an alien space controlled by the werewolf clan. The name actually does not match the reality. It is not a wasteland with a silver moon shining brightly. Instead, it is a quite rich and prosperous plain, but the werewolves insist on naming it that way.
This alien space, therefore, with the passage of thousands of years, its original name has been forgotten by people.
After looking around the platform and finding that there was nothing worth paying attention to, Nasder pulled up his clothes and walked outside feeling a little uncomfortable with this situation.
"Prince Dubnar entrusted me with this task because he values me. He must think that I am one of the few werewolves who is clear-headed and good at thinking and observation. I cannot let him down." Nasder
Thinking proudly and gratefully, the steps under my feet subconsciously quickened.
Dubnar has always regarded himself as the most cunning, wise and scheming werewolf. He is Nasdel's "idol" and imitates his behavior and way of doing things everywhere - although other princes and vampires laugh at Dubnar.
I am a true straight-line thinking creature, reckless and without planning. But this cannot change Nasdir's view. They must be slandering the wisdom of His Excellency the Prince!
As soon as he stepped out of the platform, Nasder's eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes were filled with dazzling lights, as if the stars in the sky were reflected in the city of Rentat.
Magic crystal lamps swayed their own light wherever he looked, whether it was street lamps, household lights in houses, or the headlights of alchemy cars, carriage lanterns... they all gave off a warm and peaceful feeling, and the light
They are connected together, dreamy and shocking, seeming to cover up all the stars in the sky.
In one direction, two tall tower-like buildings overlook the entire city of Rentate. Their towers are inlaid with clear crystal lamps, rendering themselves beautiful and noble, giving the first impression of the city.
I was deeply impressed by the Nasdir in Rentat City, which is the most intuitive beauty!
"This is..." Nasdir stopped and stood there in oblivion, his mind going blank for a moment as if he couldn't restrain his inner agitation on a full moon night.
"Have you never been to Rentat? The taller one is the Royal Magic Tower of Holm, and the slightly shorter one is the Holm Radio Station and the National Electromagnetic Wave Management Committee..." A passing passenger looked at Na with a smile.
Sidel glanced at him and answered his question casually.
Committee·Isn’t that an organizational structure unique to the Magic Council? Is there on top of the Electromagnetic Wave Management Committee of the Kingdom of Holm, is there also the Electromagnetic Wave Management Committee of the Four Channel Countries and the Northland Coastal Corridor? The headquarters is in Arlinge? A series of questions filled Nasder’s mind
Rising, but he did not ask again because the funny look in the passenger's eyes deeply hurt his soul.
"That must be the way he looked at the country bumpkin!" Nasder felt that his guess was correct, but in order to complete the task assigned by His Excellency the Prince, he could only control himself forcibly and not beat the traveler. "You must not show it."
The identity of the werewolf! How can I pretend it’s not my first time to Lentate when I ask about other things later?”
He has a strong self-esteem that is rare among werewolves.
Carrying his luggage, Nasder called a carriage and drove towards the bustling street.
"Why are there so many people? Aren't they afraid of the cold?" When passing by a square, Nasder saw hundreds of thousands of citizens standing in the cold wind, and he was suddenly surprised. They are not as cold-resistant as werewolves...
After stopping the carriage, Nasder stood on the edge of the square, saw the giant horn in the center, and heard the sweet and moving voice.
"The next program is the 'Mysteries of the Body' that everyone likes very much. We are fortunate to have John Viscount Wellesley. He is a great knight and has rich experience in exercising the body. He will tell us that when the body is not yet complete,
What are the correct concepts of exercise that you should avoid before you grow up, and how to strengthen your body...
Nasdel's eyes lit up, he took out a piece of information from his luggage and quickly read through it.
Soon, he turned to a specific page, and then he kept listening attentively, and kept looking down at the information in his hand. Finally, he laughed loudly, and said with great satisfaction in his heart: "So this is it."
‘The voice of mystery, the information is correct.”
Listening to the talk of Viscount Wellesley, Nasder opened his mouth wide: "Isn't this a regular knight training method? It can be directly promoted on the radio!"
This surprised him very much. Even for the most open-minded Alto, this kind of thing did not happen. He had to become a servant of a certain knight to obtain similar methods.
"The nobles didn't protest? Or do they have something better? They announced it in order to fight against the church?" Nasder thought about the reason on his own, but soon his attention was attracted by the wonderful program of "Voice of Mystery"
, listening to it like crazy. This is a form of entertainment he has never experienced before!
In the "Dark Mountains", due to the influence of space gaps, fog and other harsh environments, it is really difficult to receive the "mysterious sound".
"'The Sound of Mystery, it's really great, a hundred times stronger than what the intelligence described. Fortunately, I came to Rentat!" Nasder thought excitedly, and before he knew it, "The Sound of Mystery" had ended.
After the crowd in the square left, he sneaked behind the giant speaker out of curiosity, but except for wires and some simple devices, there was nothing of value.
"Hey, what is this?" Nasder followed the wires to the wall on the other side of the square. He found that there were more than a dozen strange holes on the wall. They were in groups of three, one above and two below. They were distributed side by side on the wall.
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Nasdel observed them carefully for a while and could not see the purpose of these holes. He wanted to ask passers-by, but he was worried about being regarded as a country bumpkin, so he decided to "research" himself.
As a werewolf who grew up in the Dark Mountains, Nasdir knew that even if something didn't seem dangerous, he couldn't touch it casually, so he carefully took out a steel needle from his luggage and planned to use it to replace himself.
If there is any danger, you can avoid it in time.
"These holes are placed openly near the square without worrying about citizens touching them. Obviously there is not much danger..." Nasder, who thought he was smart, made a very reasonable inference.
After looking around and confirming that it was dead of night, Nasder inserted the steel needle into the hole.
Z·Silver-white electric current sprang out from the hole and hit Nasdir along the steel needle. The speed was so fast that he could not avoid it.
Countless electric currents were flowing around Ziziz Nasdel's body, and he couldn't control himself from shaking violently. There was a faint smell of burning coming from his body. He wanted to leave the steel needle with his right hand, but it seemed to be sucked on it, and he couldn't take it out.
open.
After a while, the fur on Nasder's body appeared, his muscles bulged, and black air filled his body. With a sudden force, he finally got rid of the steel needle.
"Flash, lightning, magic circle, Rentat's demon, magician and noble, what do you think of such a dangerous thing? Things are placed casually on the wall, on the wall." Nasdir was shocked.
My whole body was numb, my speech was stammering, and my heart was so angry and aggrieved. How could such a dangerous magic circle be carved in such a place without protection? Aren't you afraid that citizens and ordinary nobles would accidentally touch it? If you are not an adult
The werewolf was electrocuted just now!
Just when he had just restored his image, a young man in gorgeous clothes walked to the wall, took out a metal plug from the storage bag, inserted it into the hole, and then inserted another
One end was inserted into another beautiful-looking rectangular alchemy item in his hand.
"This is the latest mobile communication item. It is no longer a magic circle that constantly restores energy, but is activated by storing electrical energy. Therefore, the cost is greatly reduced, and even a noble like me who is not too rich can use it."
When the young man saw Nasder looking at him with "glazed eyes", he proudly introduced his beloved "baby", then his eyes narrowed and he laughed and said, "My friend, your face seems a little burnt, and you are still...
There's a burning smell, so you wouldn't touch these electric current magic circles directly with your hands, would you?"
"No, no." Nasder denied instinctively.
The young man joked: "It would be great if it wasn't. The Voice of Mystery has been publicizing it with the municipal department for so long. Even children as young as Rentat know how to use electricity safely, unless they are people who have never experienced this kind of life."
To make such a childish mistake."
An, safe use of electricity? How old is this child? Nasder is quite glad that he denied it just now, otherwise he would be really shameless in front of others!
Because he was worried about being seen through by the young noble, Nasder decided to leave here quickly, so he dragged his still paralyzed body out of the square with difficulty and walked towards the quiet and deserted streets.
As he walked, his brain, which was so electrocuted that his thinking was slow, suddenly realized that he had missed a step.
Boom!
In the square, the young man seemed to hear something. When he looked back, he found nothing, so he laughed at himself: "What kind of noise can there be in the middle of the night? Do you want to meet a ghost?"
When he "finished charging" and left the square, he suddenly remembered something and reminded himself: "You can't walk in remote and dark streets. Recently, there was a group of outsiders who stole manhole covers from sewers..."