Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 503 Familiar Abnormal Feeling
"I don't have any gifts, and I can't express my gratitude, so I'll just give you the new version of the spell string technical manual." Rorschach casually took out a new scroll book from his ring. Richard took the manual but refused Rorschach's thanks: "You saved my life, what else do you need to thank me for?"

"Wait a minute, I think I do have a gift to give." Rorschach took out another small car from the ring.

At first glance, this car looks similar to the alloy toy model in his previous life, and the scale is close to 1/64. But this is the result of Rorschach using the real car to apply the [ether membrane space compression technique]. He first shrunk the car to 1/4 scale to make it easier for engineers to study the entire system. Later, after completing the mission, Rorschach found that he could continue to work on it.

Then it keeps compressing the volume, and the ether membrane is its patina. Rorschach thought about searching until he couldn't find it anymore, and today he found it in the space of the ring and it was just right to give it to Rick.

"Toy?"

"Haha, it is. But it will grow gradually, or if you destroy the etheric membrane, it can be enlarged instantly. Be careful not to be crushed by a 'toy' weighing several tons."

"This..." Richard didn't want to accept Rorschach's gift anymore, but the car was very exquisite, and the miniature and delicate thing itself could naturally attract boys, so driven by curiosity and love, he still accepted it.

"If you really want to thank me, please help me find a way to present it to His Majesty the Emperor. The Byrne car factory is willing to present His Majesty with a luxury car as a token of congratulations."

"What are your intentions?"

"This way, the car will become popular among the rich, and the upper class will follow suit."

"Really?" Richard was a little skeptical.

Rorschach was hurt: "Really! You have to believe me!" This was indeed one of the purposes.

After bidding farewell to his friend, Rorschach flew to the small village with the letter Franz had not yet sent. This was the last mission Rorschach had to complete on this trip, to take the old Merkler family to Bavaria.

Richard's base was on the western front of the battlefield, so Rorschach's trip was extended a lot, but it was not in vain because it was closer to old Merkler's home.

No wonder there was no news after this guy joined the army. Rorschach read Franz's handwritten letter speechlessly. Not only was the handwriting crooked, but the address was also wrong. He didn't know the zip code, so he simply didn't fill it in. There was no way it could be sent! You can't let a wizard who can predict the future work in the post office, right?
The latest letter was also crooked, and Rorschach could tell at a glance that it was written on the manuscript paper of the Starry Tower. They were really nice to Franz.
"Dear Mom, Dad, and Angel:

"My troops suffered a great defeat. The Southerners conjured up several huge monsters on the battlefield. You can never imagine how tall and scary they were. My superiors and comrades died. Although the Southerners caught me, Big Brother came, and the Southerners were afraid of Big Brother.
"Brother Luo Xia supports me to continue to join the army, so don't worry about me. I will definitely be able to build a big manor and let the emperor personally confer the name of Merkler as a noble surname."

Just dream big while you're flushing the toilet, hoping that Franz can graduate successfully from the military academy after the war. Rorschach ruthlessly suppressed his younger brother's dream of making great achievements.

This is the only way Rorschach can think of for the time being that can satisfy the expectations of his younger brother, himself, and the Mercklers at the same time - join the army, learn culture, and stay away from the front line.

By the time he had read the two letters, Rorschach was almost at the village.

As soon as he approached the town, he felt something strange about the magic, and it was very familiar. Rorschach frowned, and when he passed by the tower of the resident wizard, he deliberately slowed down his sprint and used his perception to roughly explore it.

The magic circle was spinning in vain, as if no one was there.

I don't know what the situation is like in the village. Rorschach's face darkened. He had not mentioned this in his correspondence with Merkler. Only Franz mentioned it, saying that there were more and more activities in the village and the town. I didn't expect that the so-called "activities" were related to the cult. In fact, this was abnormal. It stands to reason that ordinary people would tighten their belts to make ends meet during wartime, so why were the towns and villages getting happier and happier?
Either life has really improved like in the Special Administrative Region, or...
Rorschach had originally planned to remove his invisibility at the entrance of the village, but now he changed his mind and flew all the way to the source of the abnormal magic - the mill.

Now a large crowd had gathered at the mill. What were they going to do? Rorschach stood beside them, and the unsuspecting villagers listened to the miller standing on top of the haystack and shouting:

"Why has the grain yield improved?"

"Because I have the blessing of the gods!"

"Yes, you, me, him. Everyone here is a righteous person who knows how to be grateful." The miller mixed elegant and popular sentences to encourage the villagers below:
"With all that food, what are you guys going to do?"

"Eat." "Exchange some money for new clothes." "Make some wine."

The miller interrupted the villagers' chattering: "Wrong, absolutely wrong! All your grain will be taken away! The empire is at war now, and it's lucky that you are not taken to the front. Soon, a new collection order will be issued, and this time it will be different from the past. Don't even think about keeping the grain in your hands.

"If you have ten pottery jars, nine will be taken away. If you only have five, we will send them to the front along with the people and food. If you don't believe me, ask the village chief! He will first ask you to hand over the food in a friendly manner. If you refuse, he will send a grain-collecting team with weapons to greet you!"

The villagers suddenly lost their composure and began to hesitate whether they should ask the old village chief directly for clarification.

The miller immediately said, "But I have a way to make you not have to hand in the grain! Just like I can make the grain more abundant if I do what I say."

"Resisting taxes will result in the death penalty!" The older villagers were more experienced and knew that those lackeys with guns would show no mercy when pulling the trigger.

“Believe it or not! If we really follow the empire’s collection method, you may not survive now after paying the grain, but you will still be dead in winter or next spring!” The miller didn’t care about the attitude of his opponents: “Those who believe in me and are brave enough, gather at the mill tonight.” After saying that, he jumped off the haystack, slammed the door of the mill, and left the villagers looking at each other in bewilderment.

"." Rorschach listened obediently to the end of the miller's speech. He was now a little worried about the situation of old Merkler and the village chief.

In a flash, he arrived at the village chief's house, but it was empty. The door was closed, and the house was tidy. The hunting rifle hanging on the bedside was gone, leaving only the horseshoe-made rack.

Rorschach didn't stop and immediately found the Merkler house.

The Merkler family's house is now the most imposing house in the village. When Rorschach returned to the village for the first time, he was still living in a medieval farmhouse with only one room and a large bunk bed. Now that he has moved back from the town, Merkler invited stonemasons and bricklayers to move the two-story building in the small town to the village, and with the addition of enclosed front and back yards, it is very comfortable.

"Murray Manor" is not bad except for the mismatch between the fields and the manor, after all, the land here cannot be freely transferred. But then again, as long as Rorschach continues to remit money, they will sooner or later become the richest man in the town.

Rorschach penetrated the courtyard and walls without any hindrance and saw the old couple and the bearded village chief in the guest room.

The village chief was holding a wooden box in his hand. It was the one Rorschach had given him before he left last time. There were still quite a few gold coins left in it, flickering under the kerosene lamp.

(End of this chapter)