◎Is this the legendary magic rune?◎
The next morning, Warren went to the Dark Iron Dwarf's magic weapon foundry to customize a large scoreboard.
Although he had already aroused the fighting enthusiasm of the demon soldiers through the arena and speeches, he felt that he still had to give the army a boost, so he planned to try to let the demon soldiers compete in teams through scoring.
As for the style of the scoreboard, he drew a table based on the face of a playing card, listing the names of each team on top and the various bonus items arranged and combined underneath.
——There is no written language in the Savian Demon Realm. All records are carried out in magic scrolls, and magic activates the scrolls to obtain information. However, the materials used in magic scrolls are precious and very difficult to make. They cannot be made available to the public. Moreover, the way the scrolls record information is a bit like an old-fashioned tape recorder, which only records the sound, and the efficiency of information transmission is very low.
Although Warren has lost all his memories and has not recalled any fragments before signing the contract with the card system, he can subconsciously write the corresponding words in all languages, as if these words had been engraved in his soul in his past life and constituted a part of his way of thinking.
Therefore, he simply moved the words he knew onto the scoreboard, which not only made the scoreboard more concise and clear, but also taught the demon soldiers to recognize words.
Thinking about the general style of the scoreboard, Warren walked to the gate of the magic weapon foundry and was surprised to see strings of fried meat hanging in the yard. The Dark Iron Dwarves were happily sitting on the stones, drooling at the sight of the fried meat.
When the demon soldiers had a banquet yesterday, Demon King Warren sent his minion to bring them a large pot of fried meat. The Dark Iron Dwarves, who had always eaten the leftover meat scraps from the Demon King's Palace, had never tasted such delicious food before. They were drooling at the smell. After eating most of it, they were reluctant to finish it all in one go, but dried the remaining fried meat and stored it, preparing to save it for later.
The magic weapon casting room was filled with the delicious aroma of frying meat. The Dark Iron Dwarves seemed to have become more energetic in their blacksmithing. Their tails behind them swung like Hot Wheels, and even the small flames floating in the air seemed exceptionally light.
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Seeing the Demon King from afar, the Dark Iron Dwarf hurriedly ran forward, shouting happily "The King is here!", while patting his knees and kneeling on the ground, looking at him with sparkling eyes, which were less afraid and more filled with sincere joy and respect.
Warren smiled and rubbed the head of the Dark Iron Dwarf cub closest to him. "Don't worry about me. Go and do your work. I'm here to find Chief Ironcook to make a new magic weapon."
The Dark Iron Dwarves stood up confidently. Those who had unfinished work hurriedly continued to work, while others ran to find their family leaders. Before they had taken a few steps, they saw Iron Cooker running towards them in a hurry, chasing a cluster of flames.
The flame flickered in the air, then jumped accurately into Warren's palm and rolled happily in his hand.
When the Iron Cuisine leader saw Warren, he was obviously startled. He switched from running to sliding on his knees and fell to the ground, his eyes seeing stars. "My King——"
Warren helped him up, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Don't worry, take your time."
Tiechui breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little embarrassed. He reached out to scratch his ears, and his tail curled up shyly.
He followed Warren into the foundry room, and after listening to Warren's needs, he asked in confusion, "Text? What is this?"
Warren's requirements for the scoreboard were actually similar to those for the blackboard. As long as it could be written on, it was very simple. The only thing that troubled Tiechui was the fact that he had to engrave words on it.
"A symbol for recording information," Warren explained briefly. He looked around and wanted to use a branch to scratch a few lines on the ground. The small flame circling around him automatically jumped to his fingertips and transformed into a flame pen. So he used the flame pen to carve the words he wanted to write on the table. "These are the words. You can just write them down."
Tiechui's eyes widened.
The next moment, his hands began to shake violently: "Magic runes! It's actually magic runes!"
Warren was stunned.
His astonishment this time was genuine, and he didn't even have time to hide it, so that even Tiechui, who was immersed in shock, could see it. The latter quickly wiped away his tears of joy and explained with sobs in a low voice:
"My lord, the Dark Iron Dwarves are weak in combat power and were only one of the lowest races in the Demon Realm back then... Eight hundred years ago, a mysterious strong man gave my ancestor a magic rune. Since then, the Dark Iron Dwarves have gained the ability to control fire, and eventually went further and further on the road of forging, becoming the magic weapon forgers under the Demon King."
"That mysterious strong man once told my ancestors that there are many magic runes in the world, and each magic rune contains unique magical power. The Dark Iron Dwarves have been looking for the whereabouts of other magic runes..."
At this point, he was so excited that he could not speak clearly. He shook his head vigorously and pointed at the words Warren had just written: "My king, every word you just wrote is a magic word! I didn't even know before that magic words combined with magic words can express other meanings and have completely different magic circuits from single magic words!"
Warren: “…”
He was still confused. He blinked his eyes and looked at Tiechui's admiring gaze, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
He had no magic power at all, so he couldn't feel the magic words that Tiechui was talking about. He could only pretend to be indifferent and stood there, watching Tiechui write the square word "fire" on the black gold ore stroke by stroke.
Tiechui held the written ore in his hands as if he was holding a treasure: "My lord, this is the magic rune that the Dark Iron Dwarves obtained back then."
It stands to reason that the precious magic runes that the Dark Iron Dwarves rely on for survival cannot be easily shown to outsiders. Even the former Demon King did not know that the Dark Iron Dwarves were hiding such a secret.
But Tiechui already trusted Warren enough, and Warren had just taken out so many magic runes, so Tiechui naturally returned the favor and unreservedly presented the Dark Iron Dwarfs' largest treasure to Warren.
Warren looked at the familiar word "fire" and was so shocked that he didn't know what to say. After a moment of silence, he decided to get down to business first: "...We'll talk about magic words later. If I have time in the future, I can teach you a few more words. Anyway, let's build the scoreboard first."
Tiechui also realized his own gaffe, and immediately stood up straight, trying to adjust his mentality.
The Demon King's strength is truly unfathomable, as he can easily produce several such powerful magic runes. His generosity towards his followers is also rare in the world. He thinks that as a follower of the Demon King, he should work harder to improve himself and must not let the Demon King down.
The Dark Iron Dwarves will definitely be the Demon King's best logistics!
Thinking of this, he was full of energy, swinging his tail vigorously. The excitement of seeing the new magic runes had not yet subsided, and he couldn't help muttering: "Although I don't know what the magic runes are for, writing magic runes can strengthen the demons' control over magic. Your Majesty must want the demon soldiers to learn to write these words to enhance their strength... You are worthy of being a king, you are far-sighted..."
Warren pricked up his ears: Magic runes actually have such an effect?
He nodded modestly and encouraged Tiechui: "Well said, keep praising me."
Tiechui cleared his throat.
As a senior technician who spent his days forging iron, he couldn't come up with any fancy flattery. Even his words of praise for the Demon King were very simple: "The magic runes have their own magic circuits inside. Together with the black gold ore that stores magic power and the crystal core that has the power of the contract, the scoreboard can be fully automated. You just need to burn the points rules into the scoreboard, and then let the magic soldiers sign the contract, and the scoreboard will be automatically updated! Your design is simply perfect!"
What he said was getting more and more outrageous. Warren, who had wanted to hear more about the function of magic runes, was praised so much that his face turned red. After the scoreboard was forged, he almost ran away, rushed out of the foundry with the scoreboard in his hand, handed the scoreboard to the familiar Lier, and told him the details of the points and what he wanted to say to the magic soldiers. He sent him to the base of the magic army to pass on the message, and he returned to the Demon King's Palace.
As a demon king, he couldn't always do these things himself, as it would easily reduce his prestige. Moreover, he couldn't fly nor travel a thousand miles a day, so he had to walk slowly to the barracks and back. Once or twice, he could call it a stroll, but after a long time, he would definitely be suspected.
Lill listened carefully to the Demon King's instructions, nodded vigorously, and ran to the military camp carefully holding the scoreboard in both hands.
Warren returned to the hall to eat lunch, and while eating he was thinking about the fire magic rune that Tiechui had taken out.
He tapped the Demon King's Crown hanging on the corner with his fingers and asked the system: "Could I be from the Savia Demon Realm?"
The words in the memory possess powerful magical power and have appeared in the Savia Demon Realm. There is even the "fire" magic rune of the Dark Iron Dwarves as evidence - in this way, the speculation that he was born in the Savia Demon Realm is very scientific and reliable.
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A hint of irritability could be heard faintly in the calm mechanical sound of the card drawing system.
[You can draw cards by consuming magic crystals. This system does not provide consulting services.]
Warren had no choice but to give up.
He now has eight magic crystals. If he saves two more, he will have a chance to draw a card.
He did not want to rely on illusory achievement rewards. He just hoped that when he led the magic soldiers out hunting in a few days, he would be able to find a stable source of magic cores.
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The camp of the Demon King's army.
The demon soldiers gathered in the open space next to the lava lake, looking curiously at the huge blackboard placed in the center of the open space.
The servant Liel stood beside the blackboard, facing a group of demon soldiers who were several times bigger than himself. He was not afraid at all, and loudly explained the Demon King's new "Demon King's Army Scoring Reward Mechanism".
Having all participated in the harmonious banquet last night, the demon soldiers were very friendly to the demon chief. When they heard that the Demon King had sent him to explain the new system, they all gathered together quietly and listened attentively. The few who yawned secretly were slapped on the head by their captains, and they immediately straightened their heads and chests and listened to the class attentively.
"...Written here are the names of each team. These are the magic words that the Demon King selflessly shared. They are the glory of every demon soldier!" Lill picked up a branch and knocked on the top row of the table, explaining the pronunciation and meaning of each word to the demon soldiers.
He followed the Demon King and listened to Chief Tiechui's explanation of the magic runes throughout the whole process. The envy in his voice at this moment was genuine and without any falsehood.
Demon soldiers: "Ohhh! So cool!"
Lil: "From now on, each team's training status, number of hunts, and monthly competition results will be displayed on the scoreboard. The top ten magic soldiers who have made the greatest contribution to the team will also be listed separately. The final results will be calculated every hundred days. The Demon King will commend the strongest team and the magic soldiers who have made the greatest contribution, and give them supreme honor and generous rewards!"
Demon soldiers: "Ohhh! That's great!"
Lill shouted: "The king is wise!"
The demon soldiers also shouted: "The king is wise!"
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Without Warren's knowledge, the second mobilization of the Demon King's army was successfully completed.
As a die-hard fan of the devil, Lill hides his merits and fame.
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