After the Full Level of the Profession

Every time I get on the phone, the first thing I see is the majestic Queen Queen. This ghost woman often collapses when the phone is halfway through the call, but it's all over. The next time I call When the call came, she would pretend to be a very majestic and charming queen fan.

As if her collapse never happened the last time!

Robb squinted his eyes and said: "If something goes on, hang up if nothing happens."

Her Majesty the Queen was not at all provoked by this sentence, and calmly said: "I'm looking for you to discuss business."

The word business came to her ears, and Marian next to her raised her ears with a brush. Although her hand was still pulling the abacus beads, her ears and brain had already turned on the eavesdropping mode.

Her Majesty the Queen has no interest in this woman who is pulling a strange thing next to her. She doesn't want to use the strength of looking at her, just looking at Robb: "You never refuse to do business, do you?"

"Yes!" Robbile said, "But it depends on what business it is, how much I can make."

Her Majesty said: "My magicians are not enough! I need you to sell me some magic scrolls, or help me fill some Katyusha with magic."

"Huh?" Robbkey said: "With the Royal Magic Group in your hand, you actually said that there are not enough magicians?"

The queen said: "The war is too expensive. Although Katyusha's weapon is easy to use and powerful, it consumes magic too quickly. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of magic are cast out. It's scary, but to fill it with mana again, it has to be embarrassing for my palace magicians to cast spells, cast spells..."

Having said that, she paused and sighed: "Although Mondela and the monster army have not organized a large-scale siege in the past few days, they have been sending small groups of troops to test. The magicians have been Tired of defense, consumes a lot of magic power, and finally come back from the battle, but they have to charge Katyusha and the mines. They can't hold it anymore. They will get tired after a while, carry one away, and then become tired again, carry it. Take one."

"Puff!" Robb turned with a smile, "Hahaha!"

The queen looked at him laughing at herself, but she was not angry at all, or even worried. She watched him leaning forward and backward with a smile in the crystal ball, but she didn't even change her expression.

After a few seconds, Robb suddenly stopped laughing, raised his head and asked: "Then is your smelting furnace still working?"

The queen sighed lightly: "No work! The two flame magicians responsible for burning the stove were all transferred to defend the city by me, which caused the mine to temporarily stop work. Only now I found out that your fire box is very good. It can be used to store a lot of flame magic energy in it in advance, and there is no need for a magician to be on duty all the time. In this way, when the war begins, it can last a few days by relying on the fire box, and the smelting furnace will not stop."

Robb shrugged his shoulders: "You know now, right? Fully automatic things are good things. Anything that requires manpower is worse! My big firebox also needs me to charge it, so it's not really true. It’s a good thing, we still have to quickly research and solve the problem of furnace temperature control, and then use coal to heat the smelting furnace, which is the kingly way."

Miss Queen was humbly taught, and then said solemnly: "I will send the best craftsmen of the royal family to study and solve the problem of furnace temperature."

Robb gave him a thumbs up.

The queen continued: "That's all for the future. At present, I need to deal with the attack on both sides of Mondela and the monster army. I must fill Katyusha with magic power, so... Let's make a price and fill me with a 25-square khaki. Qiusha, how much is it full of 25 fireballs?"

Robb frowned and said solemnly: "You should know that my magical power is completely different from ordinary people's."

Her Majesty knows that Robb is a monster. The power he throws out of a fireball is comparable to that of ordinary flame magicians. Oh, no, it can’t be compared with the fireballs thrown by the Great Sorcerer on the same level. There is no doubt that Robb can hit the power of "Thunder God's Roar" in the desert kingdom with a fork lightning.

With Katyusha that Robb charged her, she can sling Mondela and the monster army, at least, when the Katyusha's energy has not been used up, she can definitely sling.

Robb said with a serious face: "You should know that I have always maintained a neutral attitude towards the war between you and Mondela, and neither side wants to help. Therefore, I can't provide you with magic to deal with Mondela. ."

The queen said: "You once provided me with iron swords and iron armors!"

"That's different." Robb said, "The two things have relatively little impact on the war, but the magic that I personally charged is completely different. Every fireball may take away the lives of hundreds of people. I can't Give it to you and turn it into a weapon to slaughter humans."

In Robb's view, the iron sword and armor he made is at best the feeling of a later generation of millet plus a rifle, and his fireball technique is a "weapon of mass destruction".

A descendant who loves sunshine, food, and games, and knows kindness, forgiveness, and kindness, is more or less repulsive of weapons of mass destruction. Robb does not want this kind of thing to fall into the hands of others and be caught by others. Use to slaughter other humans.

The queen's eyes flickered quickly, and immediately returned to normal, but she still couldn't help feeling a bit of anger, and slapped the table: "I'm going to be unable to hold on here anymore. Are you so unwilling to help me? Are you happy to see me being killed?"

"Well..." Robb didn't want Miss Queen to be killed. Although he didn't want to admit it, the female netizens who talked with him on the phone every day said that they had no friendship at all, even more than friendship. Things are budding, he doesn't believe it himself.

Robb touched his chin: "Oh, indeed, it seems bad not to help you, but you can easily lose control of your firepower when you help, causing you to take a Katyusha to destroy Mondela's embarrassment. What should I do? Get it done? Let’s just make a gentleman’s agreement."

Robb smiled and said to the queen: "The weapons I provide you can only be used against the monster army. You can fight Mondela yourself. If you agree to this condition, I will help your Katyusha charge up. If you don’t agree, then there’s nothing to talk about."

The queen secretly rejoiced in her heart: After you gave me the weapon, how can I use it? It's not my own pleasure. When I want to blow Mundra, I can blow Mundra. You can still control it?

Unexpectedly, Robb immediately added another sentence: "I know what you ghost woman is thinking. I have to remind you that if you violate the rules of use and use it to overthrow Mondela's army, how much would you kill him? People, I will help him resurrect how many people, do you believe it or not?"

Queen:"……"