[Chapter 400 Xifeng Town is also preparing for war]
A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and Robb was desperately studying the book of “Magic Runes”.
In the previous days, No. 32 taught very slowly, because he wanted to “step by step”, so that the big math students could keep up with the progress, but now Robb does not have this problem in self-study, and he will no longer be blocked by the whole class. If the scum drags down the progress, you can play your own role as a liver emperor and study yourself desperately.
Runes can be mastered by rote memorization and crazy practice. Anyway, his magic power is almost unlimited, and he will not practice a few runes like other students without magic power. The magic essence ink is even simpler. For other students, that thing is money. For Robb, he can rub a few pieces of equipment and dismantle it with enchanting skills, and then the special equipment can be converted into magic essence, and then melted. In water, you get the magic essence ink.
He has endless magic essence ink, endless magic power, and the speed at which he practiced drawing magic runes is unreasonable. He can draw dozens or hundreds of them every day. That’s it.
As a result, the townspeople of Westwind Town have always heard all kinds of inexplicable explosions in recent days. These explosions are all uploaded from the hillside behind the church. Occasionally, they can see their beloved Godfather with a disgraced face and a face full of grief. The scorched black flew tens of meters away in the sky, and then fell to the ground with a thud, with its butt upside down, and the thief was in a state of embarrassment…
This was blown away by the rune that I missed!
There are not many things in this world that can hurt him, and the rune he painted himself is one of them. Often one accidentally blows up his HP -50%, or even -80%, but it’s not a big problem, and the milk continues liver! Afraid of a hammer!
He even nearly blew himself up once, but he has no fear of death, and if he doesn’t think it’s bad, it’s okay to die, because he eats the rules of the game, and after death about…should…maybe… It will turn into a ghost and appear in the cemetery, and then run to its corpse to be resurrected.
If you can’t find the body, you can also visit the cemetery and the Archangel will be resurrected!
That’s how Dark Blade is set up.
Of course, he hasn’t died yet, so he’s not sure what it will be like when he’s dead. Don’t try things that you’re not sure about easily. If you can’t be resurrected after death, you’ll be embarrassed.
Therefore, under the premise of trying his best not to blow himself up, he frantically practiced magic runes.
A few days passed in a blink of an eye…
At noon this day, under the protection of a huge escort group, the aristocratic disciples came to Xifeng Town.
This escort group was formed by the nobles of various families. Each family sent dozens of guards, and the guards of dozens of noble families were combined to form an army of nearly 1,000 people.
Conte became the leader of this army. Wearing a full-body plate armor and riding a tall horse, he led the army to the gate of Xifeng Town with a majestic appearance. Here comes the attack of the sentry.
Fortunately, when the sentry was equipped to shoot arrows at him, Conte was taken aback and hurriedly shouted: “I’m from the Chenguang family!” Only then did the fight be avoided.
Conte looked at West Wind Town, which was waiting for him, and felt that something was wrong. He quickly asked the sentry. Only then did he know that a few orc scouts came to West Wind Town. Of course, this Orc team had already been killed. The body was buried under the hillside next to the church.
Because of the appearance of this scout team, half of the prison guards in West Wind Town have been dispatched to serve as sentinels, and now the entire town has entered a state of being ready to fight at any time.
Hearing this news, the nobles and young ladies couldn’t help being a little surprised. They came to Xifeng Town to avoid the war. If Xifeng Town was also facing war, what’s the point of coming here?
The daughter of the minister of the palace couldn’t help showing a look of embarrassment. Is it still possible to enter Xifeng Town? Why don’t you just go back to the road of light?
There were not a few noble young masters and young ladies who thought the same as her, and the entire team was shaken.
Just when she was tangled, Robert Smith’s face suddenly appeared on the town wall, he waved at the young masters and ladies outside, and said with a hearty smile: “You are all here, it’s great, you are welcome. .”
Seeing him, the minds of the young masters and ladies were a little more stable, because Robert seemed to be more reliable than Conte.
The daughter of the minister of the palace stuck her head out of the carriage and said loudly, “Robert, I heard that West Wind Town is also in a state of preparation, can we still take refuge here?”
“Oh, this question, I think you will immediately You will get the answer.” Robb smiled and said, “Would you like to come and see how the townspeople of West Wind Town prepared for the war?”
This sentence aroused the interest of the young masters and the young ladies, and the daughter of the minister of the palace immediately jumped off After getting out of the carriage, he took Marianne and a few daring young masters and young ladies into West Wind Town, intending to come and see how the townspeople “prepare for war”.
Sure enough, the town was filled with a sense of impending war.
A town resident was frantically squeezing soybean oil, yelling at his wife while squeezing oil: “Hurry up, we have to squeeze the soybean oil before the war comes, prepare the potatoes, we need to make them in large quantities. Potato chips, this is a good opportunity to make a lot of money.”
Marianne was stunned on the spot: “Robert, what is his preparation method? Why do you want potato chips to prepare for the war?”
Robert laughed: “Sell it to the spectators. Ah.”
Marianne: “…” The
minister’s daughter saw that several carpenters were desperately nailing wooden tables and chairs, and she couldn’t help but curiously leaned over: “What are you doing? The war is coming. , shouldn’t you hurry to make catapults, giant ballistas and the like? Why are you making tables and chairs?”
The carpenters raised their heads and smiled and said, “Those things are useless, I, Godfather in West Wind Town, hang any enemy troops with one hand, and discipline them that they can’t even touch the city walls. Tables and chairs, grab the best viewing position, and then you can sell it to others and make a lot of money. Huh? Miss, you look like a noble lady who just came to West Wind Town, do you want to book a best viewing position? You, you only need a gold coin, and I promise to help you prepare it properly. A table and four chairs, plus a big umbrella.”
The daughter of the minister of the palace: “…” The
other aristocratic young masters and young ladies are in town. I turned around and saw a similar “preparation” scene. It was really hot, and the townspeople were so busy with their backs that they were desperately preparing to make money.
The unique war culture of West Wind Town is simply maddening.
The young masters and young ladies finally returned to the town gate and waved goodbye to the army who escorted them over: “Go back to the road of light, just leave a few servants here to take care of our daily life, goodbye!”
[End of This Chapter]