Mage? Spell Engineer!

It's called the Great Lysis, but the rays are tiny.

This is Rorschach's choice in order to cast spells quickly, and in order to beat the charging stage of the wave, he does not output as much as before. Fortunately, the effect of destroying demons and decomposing was still outstanding, passing through the sword body without any hindrance and passing through the chest of the alchemical armored warrior.

Simplification of spellcasting is a necessity on the battlefield, while restraint is a mercy.

The white light on the sword body collapsed, and the sword was shattered together. Next, the warrior's breastplate and the pure mithril power furnace were blasted into slag by the spell.

The samurai's heart was broken. Silver-white and bright blue fine-grained powder erupted and sprinkled on the field. The body affected by the ether began to be disordered and disintegrated. The chest armor and abdominal armor collapsed into pieces under the effect of "decomposition". Small pieces, but the limbs and head maintained their original shape, and exploded together with the spring crankshaft and other mechanical structures.

If Rorschach is given enough time to cast the spell, one shot can turn the entire alchemy doll into fly ash, but it is also very artistic to appreciate the process of its collapse from the center to the limbs at this moment.

"ah--"

"No!!!"

The brother from the Alchemy Department was also heartbroken. Even the other intact fully armored warrior seemed to feel the same, and he knelt down on all fours and was heartbroken.

Of course, the space of the barrier disappeared. The old guys from the Alchemy Department walked to the remains of the warrior with tears in their eyes and picked up the mithril and fine steel fragments that turned into ashes.

The balalaika was taken out again at the banquet, but this time the music was playing an extremely sad minor tune.

The only one who was in high spirits was Andre, who applauded: "Teacher is great!" The good apprentice successfully drew the hatred of all the members of the Alchemy Department onto himself.

Andre, can you learn to look at the situation? Rorschach lifted the [Levitation Technique] and slowly fell to the ground. He walked to the wreckage and said, "That... can still be remade, right?"

Snow was still calm, so he started to cast a spell, and all the debris gathered together and became red-hot, finally melting into a large lump of gray and black metal.

He frowned slightly and was convinced that the metal ball in front of him was mainly iron. A large amount of mithril disappeared out of thin air. Perhaps it had been scattered in the space as tiny dust and could no longer be recovered.

The loss is immeasurable and my heart is bleeding!

"We need to re-refine and recycle it first. Master Rorschach, you didn't aim at the power furnace on purpose, did you? It is made of pure mithril and is worth... Oh, forget it, we asked you to take the initiative. Master Rorschach, congratulations on your victory."

The Alchemy Department finally got the hammer this time, but will the old man be defeated by this? Rorschach was pulled to test ways of resisting this "powerful decomposition".

Nested combinations of various shield spells.

Zhi——No.

Armor made of other materials, even ceramics and eternal wood.

Zhi——still doesn’t work.

The last little genius designed a sandwich with passivated transmutation dust embedded inside. Rorschach's cracking technique penetrated the surface and the transmutation dust was activated, and the two energies perished together.

Is this reactive armor?

"Really. I can't release it!" Rorschach was very tired from being tortured. Of course, he couldn't cast this spell just when he wanted to. Although he controlled the mana consumption, and although all the follow-ups were [Rorschach's small disintegration spell], the spell should not be released at will. The spell was a triple combination of "split", "reversal" and "exile", which seriously consumed Rorschach's energy, and he even felt the fatigue of his soul.

Fortunately, the old man was finally satisfied with the effect of the "reactive armor". Of course, it is unrealistic to load a small machine body, and it can only be placed on the surface of the 18-meter-large structure.

"We also need to consider air combat. I noticed that Master Rorschach was enchanted with [Featherfall] when taking off, pushing away the air and pushing back." Master Snow observed the battle carefully, and even had an impression of how Rorschach cast spells to distance himself.

So the drawings of the 18-meter model added a propulsion device and a suspension magic circuit. It's impossible to fly. After my calculations, a super jump is no problem.

So you want to fight monsters? Rorschach drank the purple potion and complained silently in his mind.

"If nothing happens later, I will go back." Luo Xia said this. The other members were already immersed in the big plan and had no time to pay attention to him.

Rorschach could only greet Andre and get into the boat.

"Is it okay for us to leave like this, Teacher Rorschach?"

"You should be more worried about whether we will capsize the ship. Let me study it." Luo Xia grabbed the rudder and input magic power into the magic circle.

With a bang, waves shot out from the rear of the speedboat, and the two of them drove towards the city of Valuauna.

Back to this evening.

Pascal attended the palace luncheon on behalf of Master Carnot. He was already familiar with similar occasions. In the past six months, there were more and more things happening with Carnot, and he attended more and more occasions on behalf of his mentor.

After becoming an official mage, Pascal spent less and less time in the laboratory and gradually assumed the responsibilities of the master's "secretary".

And in the evening there is a club party.

"Sorry I'm late." Pascal hurried over and opened the door and realized something was wrong. Everyone was wearing black and had serious faces.

Pascal was shocked: "What is going on?"

"Thor, you didn't attend the last meeting. We are going to the cemetery to mourn Mr. Messier." Floran put on his best serious dress and made sure there was no fishy smell.

Pascal did not want to participate. He had only heard a little about Mr. Messier, but since everyone was ready to attend, he had no choice but to follow.

"If you attend, you will need to wear more serious clothing." Someone reminded Pascal.

"I understand, my home is nearby, please wait a moment."

Pascal didn't have dark formal clothes. He just took out his palace attire from his storage bag, and then began to cast a spell. He kept shaking his clothes and pants, and the color deepened with each shake, until it was completely black.

So Thor, who fit perfectly into the club group, appeared and walked with everyone to the cemetery.

Mr. Messier is a lawyer, as is the club's leader Maxime, as are many of the activists throughout Valouana.

This is no coincidence. On the one hand, they have the opportunity to go to courts and palaces to complain and communicate with adults. They are "higher society members" with half a foot in the establishment. On the other hand, progressive and righteous lawyers are willing to defend vulnerable groups. The society they come into contact with With a wide range of views, it is easy to become an opinion leader that is convinced by the public.

In this era without "bibs", lawyers will also actively "post". They are keen to publish court briefings, so that drunkards in the tavern can also have a glimpse of how the kingdom's power operates, and inspire people to "post" in this regard. enthusiasm".

On the outskirts of Valuauna, three poor farmers were accused by the manor owner of stealing and killing the cattle in the manor. Without evidence, the court in the royal capital was hastily convicted.

Messier is a magistrate with professional ethics and a sense of justice. When he saw the file, he immediately realized that there were unjust, false and wrong cases in it, and he was obliged to defend the three poor people. This case aroused the attention of the citizens of the royal capital, and it was seen as a typical example of the oppression of people at the bottom.

The King ordered the Supreme Court to change the sentence under pressure and clear the three farmers' innocence. However, Mr. Messier, who had gained great popularity, was found dead at home a few days ago.

This is the day when the respectable gentleman was buried. Maxim gave a solemn eulogy: "Ladies and gentlemen, citizens, although as a defender of law and justice, I should not be arbitrary, but reason and strong emotions prevent me from deceiving. You must publicly announce to everyone:

"Mr. Messier died due to the conspiracy of evil forces!"