Dakiba stood on the roof of a hotel, looking at the Canned Can Street not far away, holding his neatly trimmed beard on his chin, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
Less than half a month has passed since the explosion in Canned Street. The lives of the residents of Fire Dance City have returned to normal. However, for the well-informed upper class people, they found that both Master Nelem and Commander Forsman fell into a strange silence.
, and there was no violent outbreak of conflicts as expected.
As a member of the "Pied Piper", Dakiba should have shown his abilities in this power confrontation. In the original idea, it was supposed to be a big explosion in Can Can Street, and the fire spread to the outer city, killing and injuring a large number of residents, and then reached...
Kiba teamed up with several newspaper and magazine chambers of commerce in Huowu City to publish articles and agitate public opinion.
By showing the craftsmen who were severely burned and unable to continue to make a living, the poor orphans whose parents were burned to death without anyone to take care of them, and the slums that have been neglected for a long time, it finally leads to the serious problems of the governance of Fire Dance City, especially the governor.
of incompetence and corruption, and then indirectly mentioned the Pentagram Tower's interests in it.
Of course, if you just point out the problem without mentioning the solution, it will be difficult to win the recognition of the people. At the end of the article, Daquiba wrote brilliantly and mentioned that a certain arid city-state conquered by the Great Londinium Empire in the early years was once a
There was a fire brigade formed by a wealthy man, who contracted the firefighting business for the entire city-state. Before it was conquered by the empire, it had never suffered serious fires, but as soon as the imperial army came, fires spread throughout the city in the same year.
We must convey to the society correct concepts such as "people who control more social wealth will have a greater sense of responsibility", "people's rich people serve the people", and "put public power in a cage".
"What a pity~" Dakiba sighed helplessly. The big explosion that was supposed to happen only ended up destroying half of the canned food street. He expected a big fire to happen, so he set off a firework. Article written by myself
There was no way to publish it, so I had to let the newspapers mention the explosion casually.
In today's Can Can Street, the burned-out shacks have been basically cleaned up. Under the command of the doctor Olanso, the poor people in Can Can Street have begun to rebuild their homes. Although in Dakiba's view, they are still just some low-rise buildings.
The hut cannot even be made entirely of bricks and stones.
A few days ago, there was a group of wandering doctors from Huowu City who all gathered in Can Can Street for some unknown reason. It was said that they were learning medical techniques from Dr. Olanso. Various weird potion smells often drifted from the direction of Can Can Street.
So much so that some residents who were eager to seek medical treatment also came to Can Can Street. The roadblocks set up outside Can Can Street were ineffective because the guards were ordinary people who often stayed on duty day and night. They all followed if they were more or less sick.
Went to the doctors for medical consultation.
"Tsk! Forget about Dr. Olenso of unknown origin, how come Hyperion is also involved? Has he changed his gender?" Daquiba has sharp eyesight and saw Hyperion holding an account book in his hand at a glance.
Li An was directing and dispatching various goods and materials, and at this moment, a woman wearing a red headscarf walked up to him and started talking to him.
"Oh~" Daqiba seemed to have discovered something interesting and smiled evilly.
"Brother Dajiba, what are you looking at here?" Captain Daoziba came to the roof, carrying two large wooden cups in his hand, and said in a flattering tone: "This is the cold drink just taken out from the cellar.
Beer, please try it!"
Daqiba took it casually and said with a smile: "You blackmailed the shopkeeper again, right? You never spend money if you can."
"Alas! Isn't this saving money for my daughter to go to school?"
"Go to school? Academy at the Tower of Pentagram?"
"No!" the knife-faced captain complained: "Even if I am the guard captain of several blocks in Huowu City, I will not be exempted much from the tuition. If you want your daughter to get ahead in the future, you must save as much as you can and squeeze as much as you can.
Squeeze it."
Daquiba is like a fish that smells fishy. If a female mage from an ordinary family wants to achieve success in arcane arts without extraordinary talent, she is bound to spend a lot of money. She is not a guard at all.
The captain's father relied on frugality and extortion and corruption to support himself, so he must get money from elsewhere.
As a woman, her body is the most valuable thing.
Thinking of this, Daquiba tugged at his crotch and stuck out his tongue to lick the foam from his lips, feeling that he could "get to know" the daughter of the sword-faced captain later.
"Seeing that this canned food street is about to change its appearance, it's unusual to have a high-level spellcaster to help!" the knife-faced captain said, leaning on the railing.
Daquiba asked: "What? Have you ever seen that Dr. Olanso take action?"
The knife-faced captain was stunned and said with a bitter look on his face: "I... I accidentally offended him. Although I apologized profusely afterwards, I don't know if they will cause trouble for me afterwards. Brother Dakiba, look at my forehead.
I've been worried about my gray hair for the past few days, and I can't sleep well every day! I have nightmares every time I close my eyes! My dreams are full of mushrooms, mushrooms, mushrooms, colorful mushrooms, so much so that I feel nauseated when I see mushrooms in the soup.
...Oh, I won’t mention it anymore!”
Daquiba was about to laugh, but he noticed something unusual and said, "If you dream about the same thing for several days in a row, it means you are under the influence of a spell."
"Ah? What's going on?" The knife-faced captain was so frightened that he couldn't hold the wine glass and spilled the beer all over the floor. Even though he lived in an environment like Huowu City where mages are everywhere and magic is common, he really didn't wait until he was under a spell.
The impact is still a very frightening thing.
Daquiba chuckled and said, "Maybe I can help you."
He is a bard, but he is definitely not a singer who plays and sings in taverns, or a jester who sings and dances in a noble court. This kind of strange spell caster has a very long history, and even legends are related to ancient ones.
It is related to the dragon clan and is considered to be a practitioner of original magic, which is the construction of the magic component of "language".
Although there are few bards today who can connect with the original magic through the essence of language, those who can only find out a little bit of mystery from it are already the highest-ranking members of the "Piper".
However, this does not prevent modern bards from deconstructing music and having unique insights into illusion and control spells. If paired with eloquence, the ability to observe people's emotions, and excellent skills in bed, they can compete with nobles.
Miss, the rich lady has a good personal relationship.
The sword-faced captain knew that the bard in front of him also mastered spells, but he still trusted his relationship with the upper class more than his spell-casting ability, and needed him to put in a good word for him among wealthy businessmen and officials.
"Brother Dakiba, how dare I trouble you? I heard that this kind of magic is very expensive, right?" Captain Sword-faced planned to politely refuse.
"No, it's just to remove a negative effect. It's nothing to me." Dakiba likes the feeling of others complimenting him. He has seen many big people in daily life, but he has to nod and bow in front of them.
Nowadays, it is rare for me to feel happy. As for nightmares, at most they can be solved by "removing the curse".
…
In the inner city, in Fursman's luxurious mansion.
This large mansion with a slight island resort villa style seems to be located on a small island, surrounded by a wide artificially dug pool. You must walk through a wonderfully curved plank road to enter it.
However, the seemingly cool and comfortable mansion is in the style of a military camp. All unnecessary furnishings and utensils are stuffed into the corners to make way for spacious passages for officers coming and going. Among them, more than ten mages are gathered here, sitting
On a row of tables and chairs, there were crystal balls, smooth silver mirrors, crystal basins and other equipment in front of them, and they concentrated on performing various communication spells.
Above their heads, a star map scene was magically connected, which was equivalent to building a temporary communication crystal tower here, and preventing outside prying eyes. The sound of low spells lingered in the space, and a large amount of information was continuously collected, integrated, and calculated.
, finally driving the quill floating on the mage's hand to record the valid content.
Finn Byron passed by these mages and collected the records one by one. He took a rigorous and noiseless step while scanning the records quickly. His brain processed all kinds of complex information at an alarming speed. When he arrived at the bedroom door on the second floor
Before, not only had these records been classified, but there was even a rough reporting language.
After knocking on the door at the established frequency and hearing Fursman's "Come in", Fenbyron pushed the door open and said, "Commander of the Army, there are observation reports from the western and southern fronts."
At this time, Fusman was looking down at a crystal plate in his hand. On it was a frame of fragmentary light and shadow, which contained the spellcasting situation of Xuan Weizi when he appeared in Canned Street. Fusman frowned when he saw it, but
He responded casually: "Tell me."
Finn Byron said: "The situation observed on the western front is consistent with what we had expected. The Aboriginal Alliance began to use the power of the Totem Division to move the mountains, block roads, and build ramp fortifications and observation posts. However, an access was still retained.
Channel, there are still some colonists defecting to the Aboriginal Alliance."
"Anyone who tries to defect, whether they are colonists or indigenous people, as long as they have not reached the buffer zone of the peace treaty, will be killed without mercy." Forsman raised his eyes and showed murderous intent.
"Yes." Fen Byron responded, and then said: "Then there is the southern front. Due to the hot climate and frequent storms this year, the snake people have begun to launch a ferocious offensive. Archmage Zidarok needs strong reinforcements and has already sent troops to Missile
The Queen' made an application, hoping that the commander of the regiment would personally go to the southern front."
Fusman was very impatient and immediately yelled: "This old guy Qi Darok doesn't take my teacher seriously anymore? He's flattering that witch who sticks out his dick all day long! His thing is still...
Can you get hard?!"
Finn Byron said without changing his expression: "Legion Commander, this year's storm is indeed unusual. After observation, the 'Endless Revenge Storm' left behind by the Green Ring has approached the southern part of the New World along the circulation, spawning frequent storms that hit the southern coast, causing
Cross-sea shipping is concentrated on the northern route, and its destination is the imperial province in the New World. However, that area has always been controlled by the Eye of Mystery, and our shipping routes have been severely blocked.
In addition, the 'Endless Revenge Storm' has attracted the following and gathering of a large number of marine creatures, especially the four-armed murlocs capable of amphibious activities, which have recently landed and attacked coastal towns. If the pressure on the southern coast cannot be resolved, then it may
A considerable number of chambers of commerce will withdraw and switch to the Eye of Mystery. By then, the interrupted cross-sea trade may be difficult to resume."
"Of course I understand!" Fusman knocked on the low table in front of him, making a loud bang: "But the teacher's original attitude was very clear, which was to control the entire central and northern part of the New World! The endless virgin rainforest and swamps in the south were originally
It is not suitable for us humans to live for a long time, and we have to fight with so many snakemen, frogmen, and slug monsters on one side while cultivating and opening up wasteland? This is simply not something that one generation can accomplish!
From the beginning, we should manage the Great Plains centered on Huowu City well, have enough foundation and strength, and then slowly expand to the surrounding areas. Only by establishing strong continental power and a complete military and production system can we keep up with the mysterious world.
Eye-catching coastal town clusters compete with powerful cross-ocean shipping!”
"Lord Balrog has a long-term vision, and I also think this method is feasible." Fen Byron asked: "As for the Archmage Qidaluoq, how does the legion commander plan to respond?"
"Leave him alone! Even if the witch 'Missile Queen' speaks in person, I will still stay in Huowu City!" Fusman said: "Only by completely taking over Huowu City and controlling the surrounding provinces and autonomous territories can we
There is the possibility of long-term operation and development!”
Finn Byron did not interfere with Fursman's judgment, and continued: "There is also information about Doctor Olenso. Our prophecy mages all tried to detect his abilities and levels, but ended up getting several completely different pieces of information.
.”
"What's going on?" Forsman asked.
"First of all, it's about his spellcasting profession." Fen Byron glanced at several reports and said: "Some said he was a spirit messenger, some said he was a druid, and some said he was a protection specialist.
Mage, some even say that he is some kind of strange creature that has never been seen before. In short, he is not a psychic."
Fusman pondered for a moment: "This should be the method used by the psychic to counter prophecy and counter detection. And with his strength, he can completely exempt himself from these detection spells. In fact, external detection alone is not enough.
There is too little understanding of supernatural powers, whether it is the Eye of Mystery or the Tower of Pentagram, but the Aether Society may know more."
"But the Aether Society doesn't seem to be willing to communicate with the outside world." Finn Byron said.
"It doesn't matter, just keep an eye on Dr. Olenso." Forsman sat on the sofa and patted the place next to him as a sign.
Finn Byron walked over to Fursman and sat down. The other person put his arm around his shoulders, raised the crystal plate and said: "I'm worried that this guy is Nelem's powerful enemy brought to deal with me. He put out a fire in Canned Street."
It’s the first time I’ve seen this method.”
Finn Byron had never seen Fusman's cautious and uneasy tone before, and asked: "You are a ninth-level mage who specializes in flames. Is he more powerful than you?"
"Based on the picture restored with prophecy magic, nothing can be seen at all." Fusman threw away the crystal plate and lay down with his head on Fen Byron's lap: "He is definitely not a mage, I didn't notice it.
His connection with the arcane star map. But it is connected with a purer and more primitive power. I have only seen similar situations with teachers and some legendary mages. We have to anticipate the worst case scenario..."