"You mean, our dear Earl Radcliffe has once again left his domain, and I don't know where he has gone?"

In the imperial study of the Maullay Palace, the imperial capital of the Northern Empire, Israel raised his head from the stacks of papers, and His Majesty the Emperor with a majestic face and tall figure first blinked, looked at the visitor for a long time, and then continued to ask in a familiar tone: "How long have you been away?" ”

As he spoke, Israel's right hand was still correcting the notes and various documents and requests, while his left hand was holding a small silver peculiar barbell, which was exercising up and down, the emperor's tone was calm and soft, but the helplessness and unhappiness in his tone could be heard by anyone.

"Ahem...... Father, you know that the Moldavian Lords have long since needed the direct jurisdiction of the lord......"

In front of the desk, the second prince of the empire, Dimore, coughed softly, his eyes drooped, and a look of shame appeared on his face, in response to Israel's inquiry, Dimore said in an embarrassed tone: "So the territory is running as usual, if it weren't for the fact that the sixth brother was visiting the Wintercastle Academy, we might not know this news now......"

"Well, that means, no one knows where Radcliffe has gone, no one knows when he's going back, and his territory has even been used to that for a long time, so it's going to work as usual without a lord - he's only been back to the Wizard continent for a few days? Why did you run out again! ”

Israel sighed, he put down the pen in his right hand, and continued to exercise with his left hand, His Majesty the Emperor leaned back against the chair to summarize the news about Joshua, but halfway through, he patted his thigh angrily: "Nonsense! He's also an imperial nobleman, so at least he has to think about his identity! How is it that this person is like a wandering adventurer, so he can't stay in one place quietly for half a year?! ”

"What if there is an emergency, such as a sudden invasion of the Abyss Demon, but others can't find it at all?"

- Not really.

The Emperor was sullen here, while Dimore stood aside, silently recalling the voice of the black-haired warrior in his heart, and he said in his heart: Abyss Demon Invasion? How could that man miss such a thing.

"Father, Earl Radcliffe is also a legendary powerhouse after all, and his usual actions don't need to be reported to us."

Although he thought so in his heart, Dimore would not say it, at this time, after thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and suggested to Israel: "The name of the earl, for a legendary powerhouse with great merits, is really too small, it is normal for him not to care about the territory, we may be able to consider ......"

But Israel shook his head and interrupted Dimore's words, he first looked at the large number of documents on the table impatiently, and then waved his hand to his son and said: "Don't think about it, Dimore, I'm not angry, I don't think Joshua is doing something wrong, on the other hand, legends should live as they want, this is their natural privilege." ”

"As for the territory and title, do you think he cares? Do you think Joshua would be happy if I gave him all the uninhabited lands north of the Great Ajax Mountains, and gave him the title of Duke of Northern Frost? ”

Of course not.

Without any thought, Dimore was able to come to this conclusion, Joshua may be very concerned about the development of Moldavia, but this is only because this territory is inherited by his father, if the entire Great Ajax Mountains, the Far North Ice Sheet and the Blank Sea region are really assigned to each other, and then he is given the title of duke, Joshua will never have too much identification with the entire empire, but will feel inexplicable and irritated.

"Legendary powerhouses are like this, they can't be restrained, you look at all the legends on the entire continent, which one is not like this? As for Nostradamus, Mr. Nostradamus and I are a special case, he has ideals that need the support of the entire empire to achieve, and I. ”

"I am first the Great of the Northern Empire, and then the legendary powerhouse Israel, this is my responsibility."

Saying this in a calm tone, Israel squinted at Dimore, and he said in a rather playful tone: "My child, I put you by my side so that you can take over the burden on my back, but now it seems that you have lacked training recently, and the speed of your strength progress has slowed down. ”

"My fault, Father! Life has been so easy lately that I've been negligent! ”

Being commented on by Israel like this, Dimore couldn't help but feel a sinking in his heart, and an inexplicable sense of shame welled up in his heart, in this regard, he immediately knelt down on one knee and said with extremely serious self-reflection: "In a few days, I will go to the depths of the Black Forest in the Southern Fortress to experience, and I will definitely not slack off!" ”

"It doesn't have to be."

Weighing the silver barbell in his left hand, Israel narrowed his eyes and smiled, he stood up and motioned for Dimore to get up as well, and His Majesty the Emperor handed the barbell in his hand to the other in his son's somewhat bewildered eyes.

"This, this is?! Hmm——————"

At first, Dimore was quite unimpressed, just a barbell, no matter how heavy it was, it was just like that, as an existence with only one line of difference from Jiyi, even if it was a monster weighing dozens of tons, it could be rubbed like a ball of paper, but the moment he took over the barbell, the handsome face of the second prince who had not doubled at all suddenly distorted, and the floor of the imperial study also exploded instantly, and cracks spread in all directions: "Click...... No way! ”

Burning fiercely, Dimore held the barbell that looked like it was only the size of an ordinary person's arm in both hands, his arms were bruised, his eyes were bloodshot, he barely raised his head, gritted his teeth and looked at Israel and said, "Father, what is this?!" ”

"It was the exercise equipment that Radcliffe gave me not long ago, and it is said to be made from very rare materials, and now I am giving it to you."

Seeing that Dimore seemed to be about to catch his next breath, Israel not only did not have the slightest worried expression, he seemed to be very satisfied, His Majesty the Emperor even stepped forward and patted Dimore's shoulder, and then said softly: "When you can lift this barbell almost freely without destroying the surrounding environment, then you are almost barely enough to take my place." ”

Saying this, Israel turned his head and looked out the window of his study, where the magnificent palace complex reflected the golden glow of the sun, and his tone was calm as usual, without the slightest fluctuation: "Work hard, Demoor, the era of war is almost over, and a new era is coming." ”

"After I have done what I am supposed to do, I will not sit on the throne forever."

Leaving such a meaningful sentence, Israel left his study, sweating profusely, trying to control his strength, and not destroying the surrounding environment when grabbing the barbell in his hand, Dimore was in it, so that the second prince could think about the deep meaning of his father's words when he used his power as much as possible.

"Is it ......?"

……

Mycrof World, Northern Empire, Northland Moldavia, Main City.

Generally speaking, the hunter farmers of the Northlands will affectionately refer to the Black Iron City in the center of the Moldavian Lord's Place, while the slightly more knowledgeable ones, such as the merchants, will respectfully call the city by its real name, 'Moldavia'.

The name of the main city is the name of the territory, which is a very normal thing for the entire Mycrof continent, especially the Northern Empire, which is a tradition that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, almost everywhere.

However, at this time, Moldavia is no longer a small city with a population of just over 100,000, and now it has completely become a super-large urban agglomeration with a population of more than one million.

With the most central 'inner city', that is, the original main city as the origin, the four large satellite cities have been established in the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest with the help of magic energy machinery, and countless hunters and medicine pickers who originally lived in the villages of the deep mountains and old forests have walked out of the forest under the official guidance, settled in these satellite cities, and officially became a part of the city, and when they noticed the tall buildings and conspicuous magic towers in the satellite cities, these hunters and mountain people who were almost still in the primitive era were speechless in surprise.

If it weren't for the Kuroshio, the dragon scourge and the continuous attacks of cultists, it would be almost impossible to let the mountain people who usually live almost seclusion in the mountains and never come out except for trading necessary materials to move into the city, and the reason why the Moldavian official has repeatedly emphasized the importance of relocating the mountain people is precisely because the magic energy factory that is being popularized in the territory is in urgent need of a large number of labor, for this reason, the Moldavian official even accepted many adventurers from other territories and countries, They can easily get permanent residency.

A few years ago, when the Lord's Mansion of Moldavia and the Rune Dwarves of the Northland joined forces to develop the first magic mecha, the modernization of the magic energy of the entire territory has been written into the plan, with the establishment of the Winter Castle Academy, the addition and joint research of high-level talents from the Imperial Royal Mage Academy and the Church of the Seven Gods, the original quite primitive magic energy factory has also been updated from generation to generation, producing products, and changing the appearance of this ancient city little by little.

It may sound incredible, but in just six years or so, the whole of Moldavia has achieved semi-magical energy, with the help of the magic spar veins around the palm print lake, with the magic energy research institute directly under the Wintercastle Academy as the center, a huge magic energy furnace has been produced, and then transported to the other side, loaded under the city's underground, supplying the needs of many public facilities, and more than twenty magic energy factories are scattered in various parts of the four satellite cities, producing common equipment similar to magic energy furnaces.

Nowadays, the Radcliffe family's original weapons and armor business has been gradually replaced by exported magic equipment, and in the case of getting a large amount of money back, almost all the factory leaders have decided to expand the factory, but it is not enough to have equipment, and it is always people who control tools. In order to obtain cheap labor, these factories are responsible for pushing the Moldavian authorities to absorb as many immigrants as possible and select the right people from among them to enter the factories. They are not afraid of any security risks and technology leaks, because the owner of these factories is a powerful legendary powerhouse, even if in addition to this legendary powerhouse, there is also the Northern Empire Royal Mage Association and the Church of the Seven Gods as the backing.

"Brother, is this Moldavia?"

South Satellite City, the commercial area around the city gate, accompanied by heavy footsteps, a huge dragon car slowly stopped next to the newly built post station, the crowd walked down from the dragon car, and a team of city guards stationed at the post station stood in one piece, maintaining the order of the team.

In the procession, there was a little gray-haired girl who looked to be less than ten years old, who was sitting in the arms of a tall man, biting her thumb and muttering a little indistinctly: "There are so many people, much more than the old family...... We're going to live here in the future? ”

"Yes, little Lannie, the house here is very cheap, even with our savings!"

Holding the little blonde girl in his arms, he walked to a relatively empty corner, carrying two huge luggage packages on his back, and the tall man with the same gray hair whispered to his sister. This man's face has scars that seem to have been scratched by the claws of some wild beast, and there are various scars on his bare thick arms, which make him look extremely hideous and difficult to mess with, but even such a hideous man showed a sincere smile at this time: "Moldavia is now a famous big city in the Northern Empire, and it is much better to find a job here than in my hometown." ”

"So, Brother Priest won't fight those monsters anymore?" The little girl seemed to be a little worried and said, "You won't leave suddenly for more than half a year, leaving me alone with my aunt?" ”

"No, Britney, it's safe here, and I'm not going to leave you again."

Recalling a few years ago, a tall man named Priest had a rather sad expression on his face. A few years ago, during the eerie Black Tide and Dragon Plague that swept almost half of the continent, many parts of the Northern Empire were attacked by varying degrees of severity, and his hometown happened to be inhabited by a group of green dragons.

In order to defend their homeland, the parents of the brother and sister paid the price with their lives until the arrival of reinforcements from the Imperial army, and Priest was also seriously injured, and in the end, although the Imperial army killed the group of rebellious green dragons, the farmland and pastures of the hometown were eroded by venom and could not be used for the next ten years.

In order to support himself and his young sister from a difficult life from an early age, Priest entrusted his sister Britney to his aunt, and with his tall and sturdy physique, he joined a caravan to transport and sell specialty goods back and forth between the north and south of the empire...... Although it is hard work, and it is very easy to be attacked by wild monsters and robbers, but the salary of this job is indeed a lot, and just two years of struggle have given Prester a lot of money, and he can consider finding a place to settle down and live a stable life.

And Moldavia, is where Prest chose.

"This place is so peaceful......"

The tall man recalled what happened all the way, and couldn't help but exhale happily: starting from the Ural Mountains and ending in the main city of Moldavia, the dragon chariot passed through four or five forests and two large plains along the way, but on the way, not only were there not half robbers, but there were not even monsters attacked! For the people on the Microf continent, this is a completely incredible thing, who goes out on a trip and doesn't encounter a few monsters?

But around Moldavia, there just isn't! No, rather, even if there were, no monster would dare to attack humans.

After all, it is a city where legendary powerhouses sit. Priest was glad for his choice, within the reach of the dragon slayer lord's majesty, even the most ferocious drake would not dare to attack even a child as young as a few years old.

After resting for a while, the tall man took out a map from his pocket, and after he looked down for a while, he continued to hold the little girl who was dazed and seemed to be about to fall asleep and walked to the other side of the city, since Prester chose to settle in Moldavia, he naturally had already made all the preparations, and a friend of the caravan where he used to work, also quit the caravan at this time and settled here, and it was precisely because of the invitation of the other party that he made up his mind to come to the end of the continent, the distant north.

"Prester! You're coming so fast! I thought you wouldn't be there until at least the fall...... Is this your sister? What a cute girl, she will definitely be a beautiful woman when she grows up! ”

Coming to the east of the South Satellite City, next to a tall and immense, trapezoidal pyramid-like building, Prester, who was shocked by the pyroxene street lamps and magic energy towers along the way, found the address left by his friend according to the address and asked the locals, in front of a two-story single-family building, Prester knocked on the door, and then took a step back from the sound of hurried footsteps from the house, and then, the door opened, and he saw his friend who was full of surprise and had not seen him for a long time.

"My dear Dahl, it is because of your invitation that I have made up my mind."

The brother and sister were invited into the house, Dahl asked Pnost and Britney to sit aside, and he went to prepare tea, the blonde man with a somewhat vicissitudes of life was putting the tea at his friend's table, Pnost hurriedly thanked him, while the little girl Britney had fallen asleep in a chair because of the fatigue of the journey.

Adding a blanket to the little girl, after a while of reminiscence, Dahl said with emotion: "Thanks to the kindness and generosity of the lord, the housing prices in the whole of Moldavia are simply no different from giving away for nothing, even a guy like me who does not have much savings can have a small building of his own." ”

"This is really enviable, you know, in my hometown, in the city around the southern desert, a single-family house made of stone requires at least fifteen hundred gold coins to buy."

Pronost drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, and he was naturally very envious. Dahl was a member of the caravan with him back then, and the two helped each other, each saving each other's lives several times, and the affection was deeper than that of a real brother, and because of this, he also knew that Dahl had far less savings than him because he spent money lavishly on weekdays, and even if he could buy such a good house, then he would definitely not be far behind.

"But beware, Pronost, such low housing prices won't last long."

Refilling a cup of tea for his friend, Dahl whispered in a rather mysterious tone: "To be honest, because there are so many people who want to become residents of Moldavia in recent times, it has far exceeded the expectations of the Lord's Palace, so now the purchase conditions of the houses in the four satellite cities have been limited. ”

"What conditions?!"

Hearing this, Pronost was naturally very nervous, you know, he had been adrift all the way from the south of the empire, and then he came to Moldavia, where the conditions were good, to settle down, but now he suddenly told him that the house was limited to the purchase conditions, how could he not be in a hurry.

"Don't be nervous, friend, since I invited you here, I naturally thought about everything a long time ago...... Although it is a bit rude, I have to say that I also have my own purpose. ”

Dahl smiled, this man who has been vicissitudes on the surface, but is actually not very old, no longer sells guanzi, he said bluntly: "If you want to buy a house at the previous preferential price, you need to obtain a 'permanent resident certificate' in Moldavia, and to obtain a permanent resident certificate, you need a serious job in Moldavia!" And what is a serious job? Not an adventurer, not a bar dishwasher, not a businessman, only those who work for the lord's mansion are considered serious jobs! ”

"Prester."

Speaking of this, Dahl's expression gradually became serious: "Have you ever heard of the 'Magic Energy Factory'?" ”

……

"Yes, great boy, you look like you're a good fit for our work...... Barr, you're a pretty good guy to recommend here, go ahead, grab this voucher and go to the finance front desk to claim your reward. ”

"Alright, Mr. Ronde, I'm going now—Prester, don't be so worried, you'll be in order!"

A few days later, in the midst of the huge trapezoidal building, a nervous Prester stood inside the structure of the Magic Energy Factory, which seemed to be made entirely of steel and crystal, and looked down apprehensively at the stout dwarf with a large beard in front of him, patting his knees, the self-proclaimed dwarf in charge of the factory, who seemed very satisfied with his physical fitness: "We' The work of the Rune Spirits Factory is not very technical, although the requirements are more delicate, but it is easy to learn, and the most important thing is the physical fitness that can work eighteen hours in a row while working overtime...... Of course, the overtime pay must be according to the standards of the Lord's Palace, and you don't have to worry about not getting paid in return. ”

Under the rambling narration of the dwarven factory owner named Ronde, Prester finally understood the current situation.

His friend Dahl is now working in this rune spirit factory. The factory produced some strange magical equipment, but due to the lack of manpower, it was very difficult for the factory to fulfill orders normally, and it was often necessary to work overtime, so the dwarf Ronde, as the owner of the factory, set a reward, as long as anyone could find a suitable reserve of workers, he was willing to pay a reward. Dahl naturally thought of his friend immediately, so he invited him to come to Moldavia.

In this regard, Prester was naturally very happy - anyway, according to what Ronde said, the production of magic machinery does not require the operator to have any magical knowledge, but only needs to remember the correct operation process and have enough physical strength to process it, and the man naturally believes that he can do it. What's more, the strange magical energy they are now producing, called the 'Fairy Card Table', is not complicated, and the core components are produced by other factories or research centers, and they are just sent to them for assembly.

After a few short days of training, Prester had successfully learned how to assemble the fairy card table, and according to his serious character, he was naturally appreciated by the factory owner Ronde, and with the help of his friend Dahl, Prester had naturally mingled with the other workers throughout the factory.

As workers, their pay is related to the number of hours they work, but even the most leisurely eight-hour work, Prester earns more than he used to work as a caravan guard, and somehow, the fairy card table they produce is extremely popular, and I have even heard that there are nobles and even royalty who buy these things, so the rune spirit factory is never short of orders, and there is almost no time to relax.

In the intense work, time flies, and in a trance, a few months pass.

"Speaking of which, Prester, you don't think you're twenty-five yet, do you?"

One day, while Rand the Dwarf was touring the production floor, he walked up to Prester, who was carefully manipulating the workbench and assembling fairy cards, and suddenly asked, "It seems that he is in his early twenties." ”

"Ah, factory director, I'm twenty-four years old, and I'll be almost twenty-five before winter."

For some reason, Round asked, and Prester replied as he worked. In fact, his age is only twenty-one years old, but he lied about his age in order to join the caravan before, and now he himself has slowly accepted the statement that he is twenty-four, which is not a big deal anyway.

"That's right...... To tell the truth, our factory actually only belongs to the Lord's Mansion and Wintercastle Academy, and there are actually a few recommended places in the factory for the Wintercastle Academy's War Career Department, and the qualified employees have to go for their children, and now there is one left, you are not yet twenty-five years old, and you are theoretically qualified to try to fight for it. ”

"The test was before the winter, to be honest, I see that your kid's physique and physical strength are not comparable to even many students in school...... I heard Dahl say that you once fought with the green dragon and survived, this is your innate divine power! ”

At this point, there is no need to continue to say, looking at the dwarven factory owner's rather sincere eyes, Prester grew his mouth, he clenched his fists, and said in a lowered voice: "...... Director, I will definitely work hard! ”

"It's not enough hard work, you need to work hard – and don't be too grateful to me, it's more cost-effective to bring out a possible profession than a hard worker. Anyway, if you don't succeed, you can only come back and continue to work for me. ”

Waving his hand, Ronde laughed, but immediately, he put on a straight face and turned to leave: "Okay, let's continue to work, there will be partners who will come to check the quality of product production today, don't be distracted." ”

"Of course not!"

……

Moldavia, the official welcome inn of the Lord's Palace.

Adrian, the sixth prince, sat helplessly on the edge of the bed in his room, watching the four villains with dragonfly-like wings and different colors in front of him impassionedly having a discussion that he didn't understand at all.

Since Adrian reached a series of agreements with the Lords of Moldavia and the dwarves of the Northlands, and received the assistance of four large rune factories in the Northlands, the fairy card table, which was originally expensive in raw materials, was suddenly cheapened by the wisdom of everyone step by step through various means. Nowadays, almost every tavern in the entire Northland has a few goblin card tables for customers to play, and in the aristocratic circle, getting a goblin card table with a special style and default card back is also part of the show-off.

"Could it be that I'm actually a business genius?"

Although this thought occasionally arises, Adrian knew that if his father was not Emperor Israel, if Count Radcliffe was not a friend of his father, if the Northland Dwarves were not loyal to the dragon slayer lord, if he did not have a good relationship with the elves...... I can't do anything on my own, and even if I can create a fairy card table, it's just the end of being taken away by other big forces.

Of course, the most important thing is the 'elves' who have designed almost all the elf cards in front of them.

In the hotel room, on Adrian's bed, four elemental elves who had left the Imperial Capital Morlay Palace at some unknown time, were giving an extremely fiery speech at this time.

"Fellow citizens!"

The whole body is blue, as if it is a goblin incarnated by the wind element, and the delicate and beautiful little face of 'Changfeng' like a doll is full of blood, and she said loudly: "In the glorious era, the goblin country called for wind and rain in the seven continents of the Mycrof world, among the many races, we goblins are not the top, at least the pillar level!" Whether it is stabilizing the situation on the mainland or regulating all kinds of natural disasters, we have done our best to achieve the ruling power of the mainland without making the slightest mistake...... Okay, okay, it's not a little bit worse, and don't talk about sages, sages are beyond the norm, at that time, who in the entire continent would think that there would be an existence like a sage in the human race? Not to mention the juniors among our juniors, the fairy queens of the past didn't expect it! ”

Although at the beginning of this speech, she was refuted by other goblins who didn't give any face, but Changfeng's face still didn't show any flinching, she clenched her small fists, and said firmly: "Don't talk about it so much - the fairy queens have already learned about our current achievements in the goblin township, and Your Majesty feels that this is very potential!" Fairy cards are undoubtedly an important channel for our elves to return to the main material world and obtain the first funds! Israel doesn't have time to help us, so we'll take matters into our own hands! ”

"Let those humans know that we goblins don't ask for help!"

"Dudu ......"

"Okay, good, good......"

"Changfeng, what you said is awesome, when can we go back?"

The other three, representing earth, fire, and water, each gave out a sparse cheer, and the fire elemental goblin named Light Flame complained impatiently: "Adrian, it's so boring here, I don't want to accompany Changfeng to design any cards here, why don't you take us out for a spin." ”

As she spoke, Guangyan tried to get close to the arm of the Sixth Prince, but she was immediately driven away by the nervous Changfeng: "Go, go, if you don't plan to help, forget it, and try to kidnap my students!" If you want to, you can go to Israel yourself, Adrian is what I found, and I will never let it go to you! ”

Alas, I'm not your toy.

sighed deeply in his heart, for some reason, Adrian, who was very popular with goblins, really wanted to roll his eyes, but at this time he could only show a wry smile, and responded to Changfeng's words: "Yes, yes, Teacher Changfeng......"

In fact, the six princes knew that what Changfeng said was not bad, and the goblin clan could indeed rely on the publicity and funds brought by the goblin cards to return to the world of McCrove in a bright way...... At that time, the vast majority of people who had played the elven card would not reject the elves as a part of the human world. But why did the elves who had lived in the fairy country for nearly a thousand years suddenly think of returning to the mainland? Adrian felt that there must be some important news behind him that he didn't know.

And with the direct support of her own students, Changfeng suddenly became proud, she looked around at one or two other goblins in front of her who were listless, flapped the small wings behind her, and said in an extremely serious tone: "Again, we goblins don't ask for help!" The promotion of fairy cards is imperative! ”

"Yes......"

And at the same time as the other goblins replied in a listless tone, in the distance, the Great Ajax Mountains.

With the violent fluctuations of time and space and the sudden rise of most of the powerhouses in the main city and the Winter Castle Academy, an airship with a pure white body and countless dense arcane runes floating around it was accompanied by bursts of dark blue ripples, penetrating through time and space, and appeared on the Great Ajax Volcano.

A dark-haired man took the hand of a dragonman girl, stepped out of the airship, and stood in mid-air, looking down on the land.

"I'm back."

The man looked at this familiar land, familiar city, and familiar mountains, and showed a smile, and behind him, the two legendary mages also walked out of the airship, unabashedly releasing their own legendary-level energy fluctuations, and suddenly, with the incomparable majesty spreading, everyone in the entire Moldavia knew in an instant.

Their lord has returned to his land.