Magic Industrial Age

Outside Frostmoon Canyon,

east of the battlefield, beyond the undulating mountains, lies a vast plain.

Here, a continuous line of military tents has been erected, with militiamen patrolling with spears.

Of course, the camp isn't exactly well-organized; many knights casually ride through, hunting on horseback.

The shouts and clamor mix together, resembling a picnic!

In fact, noble wars, also known as knightly wars, follow ancient rituals, often involving both sides gathering large armies, forming lines in a spacious area, and then charging directly into battle.

The last one standing is the victor!

There's none of the strategic planning or scheming one might expect from war; it's as if the nobles are just playing house.

Of course, that was a long time ago. Noble wars have changed since then.

However, the most difficult thing to enforce is military discipline, which clearly hasn't improved.

In the center of the camp, inside the largest tent, stands a magic mirror.

The magic mirror is oval-shaped, with intricate magic纹 carved around it. The supporting frame is carefully crafted from rare magical materials.

Two mages stand on either side of the mirror, each with their hands pressed against it. With undulating magical fluctuations, the scene of the battlefield appears in the mirror.

Above the tent, hundreds of meters up, a magic eye opens, emitting a red light, locked onto the battlefield.

Because there is no sound, the mirror's reflection is like a silent movie.

However, the valiant battle of Grand Knight Vincent Ackerman is clearly reflected in the mirror.

At this moment, two people are standing beside the mirror.

One is fat, broad-shouldered, bald, and has a fierce appearance, with short, thick fingers holding a cigar.

However, it's not lit this time, just held.

This is Duke Carlisle, one of the four great dukes of the principality.

He actually appeared on the battlefield where the Wick family and the Raymond family are fighting.

Beside him is a richly dressed but short and fat old man.

He has handsome features and a meticulously groomed mustache, which he habitually strokes.

He would have had some dignity, but he seems three points shorter in front of Duke Carlisle.

Seeing the battle situation on the battlefield, with Vincent Ackerman fighting three transcendents alone, his face becomes even more bitter.

Stealing several glances at Duke Carlisle, he looks like he wants to say something but hesitates.

Duke Carlisle sees his pretentious expression clearly, but he doesn't rush to speak.

Instead, he stares at the magic mirror, lights the cigar, and the smoke obscures his expression, making his voice even deeper.

"Earl Wick, facing the current battle situation, what do you think should be done?"

The short, fat old man, Earl Wick, says with a bitter face: "Your Grace, look, why don't we ask one of your family's Calamity-grade powerhouses to take action?"

"As long as the war fortress is destroyed, the subsequent matters will be simple.

Even if the Raymond family's grand knight is willing to fight to the death, without the advantage of terrain, he is nothing!"

"Fourth-order Calamity?"

Duke Carlisle's voice seems to carry a hint of mockery. He asks, "To ask a fourth-order Calamity to take action, have you asked them if they are willing?"

As he says this, he points with his short, thick finger.

Following the direction he points, one sees two people sitting in the corner of the tent.

A knight! A mage!

They are there, yet they are out of place with the atmosphere in the tent, drinking tea and eating snacks, as if they see everyone else as nothing.

Even when everyone's eyes converge on them, they don't care at all.

Only after finishing a cup of tea does the knight speak. Although his head is full of silver hair, his voice is thick: "The Noble Code states that fourth-order Calamities are not allowed to intervene in noble wars in order to control the scale of the war.

Otherwise, if we were to go all out, it might cause mountains to collapse and the earth to crack. Are you really willing to bear such consequences?"

As he says this, he slowly raises his head and looks at Earl Wick.

His eyes are like whirlpools, staring at Earl Wick, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

Speaking again, his voice has a hint of mockery: "Instead of us participating in the war, it would be better to let us directly kill that bastard earl.

That should be more straightforward!"

Earl Wick listens, as if he doesn't hear the sarcasm, and hurriedly says: "Really?"

Duke Carlisle's expression freezes, like an enraged brown bear, and a cold voice sounds: "What do you think?"

"An earl dying in an assassination, and still in front of everyone's eyes, are you really not afraid of the Noble Elder Council's questioning?"

"They dare to do it, dare you bear the consequences?"

Earl Wick's body trembles, his smile is even more bitter, and he can't help but say: "Then forget it! Forget it!"

As he says this, he looks at Duke Carlisle and says: "Why don't you send some transcendents to take action.

Not many, just one or two more, and Vincent Ackerman will definitely not be able to withstand it!"

"If I take action now, it's equal to directly intervening, which is another level of matter. Do you think Grand Duchess Afra will take action?

What do you think will happen if Grand Duke Norman stands on the Raymond family's side?"

"This, this..."

Earl Wick completely panics, as if this won't work and that won't work, to the point that he is disoriented.

At this time, in the magic mirror, the battlefield finally has a result.

After leaving behind hundreds of corpses, the three transcendents finally stop their forced attack and retreat again.

The battlefield returns to calm, and Duke Carlisle is no longer willing to stay here.

He just glances at Earl Wick and says lightly: "I don't care what method or means you use, the result I want is to take Frostmoon Canyon within these two days.

You can also choose not to go all out!

However, when that bastard comes over, it will be a big battle unfolding in your territory."

As he says this, he steps out, followed by a group of people.

Soon, most of the large tent is empty.

And those two fourth-order Calamities have already disappeared silently.

Only when these people leave does Earl Wick lose the cautious temperament he had before, and instead straightens his back.

He waves his hand, and naturally, someone takes down the magic mirror, and he returns to the main seat in the tent and sits down.

Among the remaining people, a female knight wearing knight's plate armor, but showing a shapely figure, comes out.

She walks to Earl Wick and softly calls out: "Grandpa, are we just going to endure this?"

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Earl Wick's eyes stand up, looking around, and after scanning, he waves his hand again.

So, everyone else in the tent leaves, including the serving butler and maids.

When the tent is completely empty, this Earl Wick takes out a scroll, unfolds it, tears it, and activates it...

So, a silent force field rises and spreads in the tent. Although the coverage area is not large, it isolates the possibility of eavesdropping.

This one is actually a mage!

Only then does Earl Wick speak: "How many times have I said it? How many times? Be careful when you speak, very careful.

If those people hear it, there will be who knows how much trouble?!"

Daisy Wick says with a disapproving face: "Grandpa, do we really have to be so afraid of them?

We Wick family are still earls, and now we not only have to be used as knives by them, but also have to let the knights and people below risk their lives!"

"Is this reasonable?"

Earl Wick, hearing this, slumps down, lets out a long sigh, and then says: "Do you think I want to?

But the Carlisle family's strength is unfathomable, and they are still our superior nobles. What can we do?"

"Even if we include the Bonaparte Empire's main family, we are far inferior. What else can we do?"

"Moreover, what do you think happened to the Raymond family?

The lesson of the past, the lesson of the past is right in front of us. I'm afraid!"

Daisy Wick seems to hear something incredible, and jumps up in shock, saying: "He he he... is it them?"

"What do you think?"

"The Raymond family has become like this, almost cutting off their inheritance. What else can my Wick family do?"

"Then what about Frostmoon Canyon?"

"What else can we do? Tomorrow, tomorrow, push out those magic energy cannons.

Also, those knights, I need you to organize them!

Haven't you always wanted to go to the battlefield? Tomorrow, you will go in my place!"

Daisy Wick's eyes suddenly light up and asks: "Really?"

"Really, but be careful!"

"Got it!"

As she says this, Daisy Wick rushes out in a hurry.

She crosses the silent barrier and disappears into the military tent. All the cowardice and helplessness on Earl Wick's face completely disappear.

His whole person becomes extremely calm, and there is even a fierce light in his eyes, but after a moment, another long sigh echoes.

On the other side.

Duke Carlisle leads a group of people out of the military camp tent and heads to the rear, eventually entering a seemingly inconspicuous tent.

However, there is a different world inside this tent, and the space has been expanded with space magic, making it very spacious.

Arriving here, the old knight of the fourth-order Calamity steps forward and asks: "Your Grace, the Wick family obviously doesn't want to go all out?"

"It's understandable, but it doesn't really matter!"

Duke Carlisle touches his bald head and smiles coldly: "Because, whether Frostmoon Canyon can be taken down or not, it doesn't matter!"

"Only when that bastard comes to kill us, can we catch him in a瓮中捉鳖 and wipe him out in one fell swoop."

"That's what I want!"

...

Not to mention the intrigues and schemes between the nobles, let's talk about Daisy Wick.

This female knight, who has one-eighth Raymond family blood, is considered the first heir of the Wick family in this generation.

When she expresses her desire to go to the battlefield, the Wick family knights no longer dare to be lazy.

Of course, facing the Frostmoon Canyon, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the Wick family's biggest trump card, six magic energy cannons with a caliber of 122 mm, are pushed out by a group of magic gunners.

Because the mountain road is too narrow, these magic energy cannons can only be arranged in a row of three, arranged in two rows, and moving up the slope.

Until they reach the range, they stop directly, fix, and load shells.

Until the female knight Daisy gives an order, the cannons roar, indicating that another day of war has begun again.

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