Ron gave Rita the items and then left it to her; as long as Rita knew how to use them, that was enough. Only when she used them could they be put to good use.
That was what I was thinking, but to my surprise, Rita returned the cube-shaped brain core with a seemingly unwilling expression.
After Rita evolved, Ron noticed her reluctance. In the days since Ron started teaching Rita, Rita had been interacting with her a lot.
Rita's former mechanical spirit nature is gradually returning.
However, so many years have passed, and although the memories have merged, the person is still the same person.
Just as having more memories gives one more choice, whether or not to follow the same path as before depends on Rita's decision.
Over the years, Rita has also become accustomed to the behavior and habits of angels.
Ron asked Rita why she didn't want the cube brain.
The answer was that it was too low-end; it was left behind by the lord of the Magic City back then, but Rita had experienced the true heyday of magic science.
This situation is similar to whether technology from a hundred years ago can still be called advanced technology.
Then, isn't Rita the best repository of magical knowledge?
Ron inquired about the specifics.
All he got was Rita shaking her head.
Because she had to face the negative effects of the sacred spring and cleanse everything, Rita had no choice but to selectively seal away some of her memories.
The memories of Nana's master are the most precious; everything else takes a backseat.
Ron got the answer, while Rita had forgotten a great deal of theoretical knowledge about magical machines.
have no choice.
To gain it is my fortune, to lose it is my fate. ＜(｀^′)＞
I won't force it. At least Rita can look down on this demonic brain core, which means that Rita does know some knowledge about magic machinery.
The Mech Spirit race has an innate understanding of magical machines. Creating new and suitable magical machine concepts from the existing knowledge system should not be difficult for the four-winged angels!
Alright, as he left, Ron gave the order: "Rita, from now on, you will be the lord's assistant and also his magical advisor."
Rita could only act as an advisor; her primary responsibility was to protect Ron, as the oracle had decreed, and Ron's life was of utmost importance.
Rita, however, did not know what an advisor was. Seeing Rita's puzzled expression, Ron said, "It means to also serve as the lord's magical assistant."
Alright, still an assistant.
Because Rita's emotional expressions are not clear enough, Ron can only rely on perception and judgment, hoping that Rita can become completely like modern beings...
Most fallen angels fall because of their attachment to the mortal world, but Rita has no such concern; she is inherently suited to living in the material world.
Chatting casually, the group walked out of the core area of the elemental waters.
As for the vast ruins, Ron didn't bother exploring them after setting up the magic circle, since someone would do the work for him, and Lord Ron would reward him in return.
All the way here.
These familiar lord-level magical beasts all ignored Ron, this little snack, because they had all been threatened by Rita in order to rescue Ron.
Ron really went all out before.
Along the way, Ron found some vines to tie up the treasure he would be carrying later, while the mechanical laborers behind him were already carrying a large pile of items.
The box of phantom stones naturally ended up in Ron's storage ring, while the high-magic items squeezed out by the box of phantom stones were carried away by the magically powered puppet...
"Searching and searching, digging and digging."
"I'm a treasure hunting expert."
(*＾＾)\/~~~~~~~~~~◎
"..."
Humming a little tune, Ron was immersed in the joy of his harvest as he dug up the fruits of his labor over the past three years.
For eight consecutive days.
Ron headed straight for the various treasure locations.
To find this place, Ron had to perform necessary magical treatments, as only spatial mages can usually sense the location of treasures.
Just in case other spatial mages happened to pass by, Ron also took precautions, such as deceptive treasure-hiding measures, making the place seem like a monster's lair, etc.
Okay, so far things have been going relatively smoothly.
We've dug up the treasure and tied ourselves up. We have enough mechanical laborers. Let's head home!
Ron began leading a group of men, along with the magical machines, in a charge.
If a magical beast comes, Rita will release a bit of her own aura, and even the strongest magical beast will have to take a detour.
It took nearly half a year to find the core location, but now it has been completed in less than a month.
Whether there is a clear route or not is a completely different matter!
That day.
Ron felt a little tired.
At the same time, he also knew that they had left the elemental waters.
Very good.
All that's left is to find cities.
The high-magic items carried by those magical machines, though not the best available, should still be dealt with as soon as possible.
“Rita, go up and see which direction might have a city,” Ron said.
Rita took off as instructed.
Once divine power is unleashed, countless distances are within its detection range.
"My lord, to the east!"
“Very good, let’s go.” After hearing Rita’s reply after getting off the plane, Ron gave the order once again.
The group set off.
"The fog is gone, the sky is blue...it's so nice!"
Emerging from the elemental waters, one can't help but feel reborn, finally no longer needing to constantly be wary of possible monster attacks.
After emerging, Ron also began long-duration aerial flight as a wind-type superhuman.
Wind element!
The realm of extraordinary masters.
So this is what it feels like to fly in the sky for a long time.
The mechanical puppets below are a bit slow. Once we reach the city, let's hand them over to the merchant guild so they can be sent to our territory!
After a day, I was tired, so I rested for half a day before continuing.
The fourth day after leaving the Misty Forest.
Ron and his companions finally encountered a large city.
It was a long journey. The vast and sparsely populated continent of Oran truly lived up to its name. Looking back, the legendary flight of Ver had passed in the blink of an eye.
It seems the mechanical machines were slowing her down; Rita should be flying much faster at full speed now.
It took four days to encounter a city. Given how far away the city was built, there was a principle of staying as far away from the Misty Forest as possible, in order to guard against a possible monster horde.
The Warcraft tide remains a challenge that some cities must face.
Upon entering the city, Ron, who was not interested in finding out which kingdom it belonged to, learned that the city's name was Baranchia.
The people of these cities were all curious about Ron and his companions.
"What a powerful puppeteer!"
"A flexible puppet..."
"They went that way..."
"..."
The magical machines were like puppets, and Ron even played the role of a puppeteer. Puppet masters usually acted independently and sometimes seemed strange, so the crowd made way for them.
Ron wouldn't explain the difference between a magical machine and a puppet to anyone.
He inquired about the local chamber of commerce and went to the Tulip branch first.
Even in such a remote place, there is a guild that promotes tulips; it truly has influence on the mainland.
There are naturally magic crystal merchants and the like here, but unfortunately there are no ancient teleportation arrays, otherwise Ron could save some travel time.
In front of the Chamber of Commerce.
Ron led his men and leaped into it.
"Where is the shopkeeper? Where is the shopkeeper?"
As Ron asked the question, a young clerk came out: "The manager is resting in the back. Is there anything I can help you with? What do you sell?"
The shop assistant immediately recognized what the puppets were carrying: they were probably puppeteer adventurers who had come to sell their wares.
Ron frowned: "You're not good enough. Let the manager handle it!"
As he spoke, Ron took out his identity token from the Tulip Merchant Guild.
Amethyst material, tulip emblem.
The shop assistant was alarmed and quickly pulled the shop manager, who was resting in the back, out of the shop.
A middle-aged man with a few inches of beard.
The middle-aged store manager looked at the tulip badge from left to right, then gasped.
The legendary VIPs, the most prestigious and exclusive members.
How could such an important figure exist in such a remote town?
After the merchants established their own states, the person who issued this decree was likely to be a leading figure in the country. The middle-aged shopkeeper dared not be negligent: "Young master, what would you like to sell?"
Looking at the setup here, Ron was worried that this shop wasn't strong enough to provide escort!
Despite this consideration, Ron still said, "I won't sell anything. You guys escort the rest of them to Sandy Territory for me. By the way, how do I get to the Magic Crystal Merchant Guild?"
"..."
It wasn't until Ron had walked away that the middle-aged shopkeeper came to his senses and listened to what that young master had just said!
Sandy Territory, could it be that legendary lord?
The young dual-system papal lord, Ron Lance, yes, so many valuable items, plus the amethyst merchant guild badge.
Over the years, Nika has truly managed the development of Ron's territory perfectly. Even in remote areas, she has heard of him and added her own evaluation... a legendary lord.
Meanwhile, at the Magic Crystal Merchant Guild, Ron had the magical machines leave some items and instructed them: "You are to escort them to Sandy Territory together with the Tulip Merchant Guild."
"This is the escort fee."
The Chamber of Commerce also sometimes acts as mercenaries, but it depends on the person. After Ron took out the amethyst token, these people nodded in agreement.
"Sandy territory, you are the legendary Lord Sandy, who is still undergoing training..."
The Magic Crystal Merchant Guild was still wondering what was going on when Ron and the others had already gone far away.
The magical machinery was also included as one of the items to be escorted, leaving Ron with no burdens and a light heart.
It's rare to come to a city in such a remote area, so let's stroll around the streets first. Tomorrow, Rita will take Ron flying, which will be another long time in the sky.
Cherish the moments when there are people around!
Ron then began to wander around the city of Barranquilla.
Look, this is what real experience is all about.
Noble scions leave their families to pursue their dreams, travel and enjoy the scenery, and then, under the protection of their family guards, enter and leave the Demon Beast Forest...
Unlike Ron, who had to hold his bladder when he arrived, but was determined to fight when he got there.
Being a legendary disciple is no easy task.
He should descend the mountain to gain experience and travel the world. That's the right way to do it. Gradually, Ron began to understand what it meant to experience life.
Let's go check out the lively places first.
Of course, we should look for bards.
If you don't seek out the local bards to listen to their long poems or stories, your trip will be in vain.
Lively, lively! Here, Ron walked into the restaurant amidst the noise.
After the popularity of potion liqueur, taverns, which were different from adventure inns, also flourished.
The storyteller and the bard then reached a cooperation agreement with the shopkeeper.
Enjoy a little wine, listen to the stories of wandering poets, and have some snacks in your spare time.
Enter the store.
"Hey, give me a private room, I have plenty of magic crystals."
Oh, no, even low- to mid-tier magic crystals are considered too bulky and are often discarded.
Left with no other choice, Ron simply tossed out a high-level magic crystal, equivalent to that of a nobleman of earl or higher.
The shopkeeper gripped the magic crystal tightly; it was a small place! The shopkeeper immediately gave Ron the highest configuration.
Ten thousand low-grade magic crystals, spend them!
The private room was on the second floor. Looking down from the top, there was a frail-looking bard.
This person looks quite young and is located on a higher floor.
He took out an excellent art book that was rated seven out of ten.
Looking at the painting, I started telling the story depicted in it. Is there an audio comic book? Not bad, not bad.
A score of seven, which was printed in the catalog early on, indicates that it comes from Sandy's scoring criteria.
...
A common trait among bards is that before telling a story, they recite a long poem: "As the poem says..."
"Back then, Orl infiltrated the demon realm, becoming a scout exploring their secrets..."
A collection of paintings, not many pages long, was described vividly by the bard.
The battles were spectacular, with the bards putting on quite a show, giving their all for the magic crystals.
Ron found it interesting; this was more like life.
It felt as if all the hard work I had put in before was years ago...
However, Ron had only been out of the Misty Forest for a short time.
It's not surprising that the nobles have become corrupt. Living like this, how can they still have the courage to fight as desperately as their ancestors? They cherish their lives so much that only the royal family of the Carlo Empire has launched a war against the Vita Continent.
After the seven-point masterpiece, came the three-point nonsensical painting, which everyone listened to with laughter and drank.
Judging from the laughter, it seems that this three-part version is more popular.
That's true. People come out looking for fun, and as long as they're happy, that's enough. Even if it's a little unrealistic, it's still fun. For those back home, that's enough.
Knowing the truth, Sandy still achieved his goal. Now, a low rating doesn't necessarily mean it won't sell well. Sandy's side is tightly controlling the mainstream opinion... However, other printing sites will eventually appear, and that will be another story.
The optical printing technology is not easy to crack; it's just a matter of time. By then, Sandy's scoring system will have already taken root in people's hearts.
...
As I listened to the audiobook, it grew dark.
Suddenly, the bard produced a very detailed collection of stories.
It wasn't a painting anymore, but a new storybook.
The bard of this remote town even spoke with great seriousness:
"Produced in Sandy Territory, a masterpiece by Master Kivor, rated 10 out of 10. It contains rare curse spells, and Master Kivor has unique insights into the cultivation of elemental power."
"Sandy's rating: 10/10. Lord Kivo has earned the title of Master of Stories (non-elemental profession) for this work. Now, I will give you my explanation of the 'Secrets of the Elements'."
"..."
"..."
Because there were already influential merchant guilds on the continent, as well as ancient teleportation arrays, flying magic crystal vehicles, flying dragons, flying magical beasts and pets, things from Sandy Territory could reach thousands of miles away.
There are several kingdoms here.
It really is far away.
Master Kierkegaard.
Interesting. ? (?ˉ?ˉ)σ
As I listened...
Everyone listened attentively.
This is a secret of the elements, rated a perfect 10! It is rumored that since it appeared out of nowhere a year ago, many elemental cultivation geniuses have benefited from it.
"..."
"..."
Ron listened, and thought, "What's this? It feels like this Kivor is really a sage of curse-based mystical magic..."
Curse Studies, presented in the form of a storybook, produced by Sandy, contains content about elemental cultivation that must be true.
What an amazing story.
This person must be an extraordinary sage.
A transcendent sage is publishing a book to earn magic crystals...
Ron was so engrossed in listening that he couldn't help but become captivated.
"Legend has it that the origin of curse masters... was the curse god who fell in the Middle Ages, the Curse Ancestor God... The Curse Ancestor God orchestrated a grand scheme in hopes of the resurrection of the gods..."
"..."
Ron got more and more excited as he listened.
good!
Following the actions of the other private rooms, he threw magic crystals down to a certain place, and another high-level magic crystal was thrown down.
reward!
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