Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 449: The End of the Second Fortress Battle

Six days after the Second Battle of Fort Moncado.

In a luxurious and magnificent manor castle, the maid knocked gently on the door of the bedroom. She stood outside the door and said, "Master, your breakfast is served to you, and there is also a newspaper."

The door opened, and Richard stood in the gap, with no intention of letting the maid in. His voice was low and gentle: "Thank you."

The tall, handsome, gentle and mage young master returned home for the first time to recuperate since joining the army. He had an indescribable temperament and a bit of melancholy in his calm eyes. The maid forced herself to remain calm in front of him, and then couldn't help but skipping away in the empty corridor.

With their own young master around, all the novels popular among maids and young ladies seemed boring.

Bang, the door closed, Richard put the meal aside and just read the newspaper.

In the Second Battle of Moncado, the Republic focused on promoting the first half: the heroic National Guards made the Imperial Army flee in disarray, unable to even defend the fortress; the Empire promoted the second half: everything was the new marshal's plan, luring the enemy deep into the territory, and then the airship troops dropped a large number of bombs, destroying the fortress in one fell swoop.

Who won? Anyway, the National Guard suffered heavy casualties. The Republic's National Salvation Committee condemned the enemy for using immoral and even evil mass-killing rituals. Propaganda about the Empire's collusion with the evil god has been broadcast in the streets of Valois. The Empire did not take back the Condi region that it had handed over, but instead moved the main force eastward, as if to avoid this strange territory.

The truth of the matter has been buried among the eyewitnesses. Some of them do not know the full story, while others do not want to recall what they experienced.

Richard belongs to the latter.

The strangest winner in the incident was undoubtedly an unknown military mage with a technical background. He boldly attacked and inflicted heavy damage on the enemy while serving as the temporary commander and debugging of the formation.

His attack, which originally went against common sense and military orders, ultimately saved the Empire's mysterious retreat. The Empire's newspapers attributed all the "merits" of the Master of the Necromancer and Mother Earth to the technical officer, who was received and commended by the new marshal, as well as a series of extraordinary promotions.

The newspaper showed the two people's bright smiles. The new thing called "photo" finally appeared in the newspaper, quickly replacing the hand-painted engravings and matching the headlines.

Anyone with a discerning eye knew that this was an example set by the new marshal, and he subsequently delivered a series of speeches to encourage officers at all levels to seize opportunities and act flexibly.

"Hmph, the Hell Angels of the Empire." Richard only felt that such boasting was ridiculous. He thought that the reporter who wrote the report must have read too many chivalric novels or third-rate vulgar dramas. No, this could also be the Empire's propaganda strategy. The common people just buy into it.
He stretched his weakened body. Most of the marks from his military training disappeared, and even several scars and hidden injuries were healed. However, his spellcasting skills also declined severely, and he could not even use the most powerful [Dragon Breath] that he had mastered in the past.

Aftereffects. Richard realized that he was no longer a mid-level wizard, and what worried him most was whether he could return to his peak strength. He did not doubt his good classmate and good man Rorschach, but he did not expect Rorschach to be so strong that he could reverse the corpse transformation performed by the master of necromancy.

Rorschach never demonstrated any powerful magic in front of Richard, but his mere treatment was magical enough.

Should I have chosen to study in the Magic Tower?
Just as Richard was daydreaming, a crackling sound of electricity rang in his ears, followed by a harsh and noisy voice: "Hello, hello, hello? The office of the chief assistant to the military magician is calling the colonel, calling the colonel."

"Got it." Recently, all the military mages have been required to learn a strange spell - [Radio Communication]. It is even more bizarre than the machine seized by Richard himself. It actually combines the unrelated lightning magic and [Communication] together. It is also vigorously promoted and a supporting transfer station is established by imitating the guild's communication system.

The intermittent voice continued to come, and fortunately it was repeated enough times to ensure that Richard could hear it clearly: "The Chief's No. 1 backup body, No. 3, and No. 4 have all been released from the static force field and have been transferred to the ice storage. Please confirm the status of No. 2 and No. 7."

The spare body refers to the body of the master of necromancy that is ready to turn around at any time. It is the product of the nine-ring spell [static cloning]. There are 9 in total, and the chief will regularly reshape these "resurrection points" when conditions permit. Richard, as a student valued by the chief, knows the hiding places of spare bodies No. 2 and No. 7. He has even seen the disgusting process of cloning.

"All rotten, over."

"What? What? Colonel, please repeat." Snap, Richard released the [Electric Claw]. The last out-of-control electromagnetic wave should give the person on the other end of the communication a small "ear explosion".

That man was really dead. At this moment, Richard finally believed that what Rorschach said was true.

He took out a crumpled paper from his storage ring. On it was Rorschach's message: "If you encounter difficulties in subsequent spellcasting, you can activate the following magic circle. Welcome to come to Byrne to find Bart and me. Please keep it confidential."

Below the message was a crooked diagram of a magic circle. No matter from the drawing specifications or the materials used, the magic circle on this strip would not be effective, but Richard could redraw it on the scroll using alchemical ink.

He did as he was told, and his knowledge of array studies told Richard that this might be a portable communication array.

"Hannah, don't put it in the wrong place!"

"No doubt about it. The caller's identification information corresponds to the New Edition of Elementary and Intermediate Spells (Open Source Edition) and the Developer's Manual. I'll send it over right away." Hannah picked up the printed scroll and placed it on the teleportation array. This was the first time that the two scrolls were sent out.

What is this? Richard got two new scrolls from a message scroll. He spread them out and tried to inject magic. After a while, it responded slowly, and the ink changed to form its content.

"What is this?" It seemed to be a textbook, but what did that "open source" mean? He injected his own magic power according to the prompts, and the ink changed again: Successfully registered in the magic feature analysis!

Richard's eyes never left the scrolls again, and he quickly swiped through two scrolls until the ink showed: Congratulations, you have browsed to the end. To return to the homepage, please enter magic in the lower left corner. To return to the previous page, please enter magic in the lower right corner. To return to the directory, please enter magic in the upper left corner.
When he put the scroll down and could no longer sense Richard's magic, the handwriting immediately changed to the first chapter of "Three King's Mandate Spellcasters".

Disguise? But publishing a vulgar novel on an expensive alchemical scroll is too strange, isn't it? Richard didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He felt better for some reason, picked up the cold breakfast and began to eat while flipping through the scrolls. What interested him most was not the method of restoring strength, but the most bizarre and interesting developer manual he had ever seen.

Rorschach had brunch with Kano and others in the Starlight Torch Tower Sky Restaurant. Paul was also inconvenient to move after being seriously injured. He could only eat by himself using the [Mage's Hand], but Pascal only needed to open his mouth and someone would feed him.

Big Brother, we have won the victory now!
Rorschach was suddenly startled, and the shrimp wrapped in scrambled eggs rolled off the fork.

"What's wrong?" Caroline asked.

"nothing."

Someone uploaded a new magic to the spell cloud. Rorschach learned from the tower spirit that the name of the new spell was [Radio Communication].

(End of this chapter)