Mage? Spell Engineer!

Rorschach chatted happily with his dwarf friends. Perhaps this is the sympathy between chemical dogs and materials dogs.

After selling another batch of the latest version of the explosive fermentation tank, Rorschach was in a good mood. He drank a lot for the first time in a long time, and then found that he seemed to be just tipsy. This alone successfully convinced all the dwarves.

Whoever likes to drink earthy root-flavored water with elves should drink it!

When he was drunk, Luger started to say some vulgar words, and then turned back to the elf: "Oh, Uncle Rorschach, you have to be prepared, I'm afraid those old men with long sticks will have bad ideas."

"What's the crooked idea?" It seems that dwarves have more contact with elves. Although they are familiar with each other full of prejudice, it does not prevent Rorschach from asking more questions.

Luger's big nose was red: "What kind of crooked idea could it be? Nothing else. Isn't there a princess? They brought it here just to give it to Uncle Rorschach."

Rorschach was not drunk: "I know Hill, she is not that kind of person. And isn't the elf arrogant? How could she use such methods?"

"Oh my, being arrogant is just a sign of raising prices. Just like if our products are sold at a good price, we often brag about the scarcity of raw materials and complicated processes." The diplomatic attaché spoke unabashedly: "Except Princess, I heard that there is a saint among the gray elves. Why don't you take a gamble with me? If you ask Uncle Luo Xia, they can immediately send the saint to pay her respects."

"Mr. Luger, it's better to stop talking." Rorschach stopped the topic and continued.

After finalizing the cooperation with the dwarves, there was really no need to continue negotiations with the elves. Rorschach made up his mind and came back from the banquet. After washing away the smell of alcohol, he acted like a normal person and met with the elf elders again.

This time, all the elders looked embarrassed and worried, and Hill was nowhere to be seen.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess is feeling unwell and left first." The elder hesitated and prevaricated.

Her presence or absence would not change Rorschach's mind. He talked about it again one last time, and the elders still said the same thing. Finally, a gray elf stood up and said: "Lord Rorschach, our family has the saint Sirsa, who is beautiful and heroic. I have long admired your name. As long as you agree, the saint can come to visit me."

Should we praise Ruger's intelligence network? Or is it that the dwarves have figured out their old rival? Rorschach took a deep breath and exhaled: "Get out."

"I can still drink it," Andre said as he became vomiting.

"Drink your head, you can't touch alcohol again." Rorschach was about to cast a healing spell on Andre to calm him down.

"Principal Caroline, my mission is accomplished, Luo Luo."

"What did you say?" Rorschach was shocked, but unfortunately the spell had already been released, and the blue light penetrated Andre's head, causing the guy to wake up with a jolt.

The boy who changed his face immediately shook his head: "I mean, today's work is finally done."

"Gungungun, get out of here too and make sure those bean sprouts get out of my territory before coming back."

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission!" Double "agent" Andre immediately saluted and disappeared into the night.

Now Rorschach was alone, and he took a walk to the lake. This is a barrier lake formed by an abandoned mine in Kempson. The surface of the lake is now as smooth as a mirror, and the sky above and below the horizon is full of stars.

"You're here. Is this within your sensing range?" Only Hill's voice was heard, and she did not show up.

“If we can’t discover this, how can we protect the special zone?”

"It's a very large territory, and there are many great industries. A few years ago, I would never have imagined that a young mage who worked as a guard for a caravan could achieve such an achievement." Between words, Hill sighed silently, Rorschach could Imagine that. She sighed and continued: "Sorry, the elder made a very excessive request before, but I didn't agree, so I ran out without authorization."

"Do you think I will agree?"

"Probably not." She hesitated: "If you can agree, then I"

"What the hell are you doing?" He was so angry that he didn't start, but now Rorschach finally broke out: "You are just a half-elf, not a god, and you are not as noble and important as you and the elders imagined, and there is no need to feel that you are qualified. Carrying the fate of the entire clan. "What the hell, I'm the descendant of a god. I'm the descendant of the dragon."

"I have never" At this time, Hill's words were filled with tears. Rorschach couldn't imagine his expression at this time, because in his impression, Hill always had a cold poker face.

But like Rorschach just said, that doesn't matter. He ignored the sobs and said to the lake: "I am not a god either. I am not the only one who has the final say on the Magic Guild and Bain."

"The elders have conducted an investigation. As far as we know, the current special zone was created by you. Can't you make the decision?"

"This is different. If you guys with long ears are really willing to understand deeply, you should figure out what the special zones and guilds are lacking now, then think about what you can provide, and finally talk about it. This is the basis for my possible agreement. "The more Luo Xia talked, the more irritated he became: "If you do a little research, you will immediately know that there is a shortage of people here, there, in the guilds and factories! There is a shortage of people everywhere! As long as they can provide a certain degree of organized labor, even if they are just poaching. If we build a ditch or a road, we can all thank the elves for their help instead of being moved by imaginary things.

"What value do you have, can you be worth thousands of laborers? Of course, if you are an intermediate spellcaster, it is really possible. But it is not enough. We are short of people. One hundred thousand people can be used, millions and millions It can be used, but there are too few qualified and available laborers. Can you provide it?”

There was no response, only the ripples slowly passing over the lake.

To put it bluntly, they are just a bunch of unproductive ** who have been playing a game for too long. It's like a group of naughty kids, all playing marbles, and now everyone else is playing the Subor learning machine, and there is a long-eared kid who is still playing marbles, and wants to exchange the most beautiful marbles for other people's learning machines.

After a long time, Hill spoke: "Labor. This may be difficult. The Empire will use the gray elves who have drifted into the territory as slaves, so now they are very sensitive to these things."

"That's your problem, not my problem, and it's not something the Magic Guild has to consider. We only guarantee that all workers are equal in personality, and no one will become a slave. Of course, even if you say that, you may not change or think of other ways." He was too lazy to point it out. Elves are not just gray elves. What are those self-proclaimed high elves doing when others are miserable?

After accepting the reality and acknowledging that Rorschach's attitude would not change, Hill finally asked, "What should we do then?"

"Don't regard the starship plan as the only lifeline. It is better to seek the blessing of Dryatz. He has revived and his power is increasing." Rorschach still came up with an idea. In fact, he has always been doubting in his heart. Can he escape from the Mother Goddess by escaping to the astral world? Many people, including many members of the Arcane Senate, think so, but he always keeps the question mark.

"What if... What if He is one of the incarnations of the Mother Goddess of the Earth"

"." Rorschach raised his hand, and a faint blue glow appeared in his palm. It was originally a form of power given to him by Dryatz. Now the emblem pointing to Him and the barrier developed with His power are spread all over the world with Rorschach's efforts. Countless collectors and even ships that cruise the astral world are embedded and play an important role.

To this day, there is only one sentence to say: "Who knows?"