Sword of Daybreaker

After a simple but decent dinner, visitors from Cecil visited the camp of the Tifeng people, visited the barracks, towers and walls that were shaped by magical powers, and visited the barriers under construction. "And the large-scale Master District, and after this reception, the sun behind the dirty clouds has gradually approached the horizon. Before the nightfall, Gao Wen and others were taken to the "rooms" in the Rosetta Palace.

The so-called rooms are also built with magic-shaped stones. The material of the gray rush is no different from other buildings in this peak base, but the owner of this place obviously wants to use extra decorations to enhance the taste and comfort of the room. The rich and elegant tapestry, long-haired carpet and large oil paintings offset the texture of the cold ice in the "artificial stone house". In his own room, Gao Wen also saw a whole set of exquisite wooden furniture, gold-plated porcelain and silver. The light stand and the collection of books that can be used to pass the time as a peak base adjacent to the wasteland of the wasteland, such a room can be considered luxurious.

After the waiter informed the time and place of the dinner, Gao Wen closed the door and came to the bookshelf on the west side of the room, and the figure of amber appeared next to him.

At least at this moment, Miss Half Elf is still doing her duty: "No surveillance items were found, and the nearby shadow power was very calm."

"Of course there will be no, Rosetta? Augustus is not so rash and secretly monitoring a legend is not so easy," Gao Wen casually said, the line of sight swept through the bookshelf, "..." North A review of the changes in continental heraldicism... It is only by this kind of thing to send boring time, then I am afraid it will only be more boring."

Amber looked up and down a few words. After pondering for a long time, I couldn’t help but say: "To tell the truth, I don’t quite understand you today..."

"Which aspect does not understand?" Gao Wen had expected that this half-elves must have a problem with his stomach. He also expected that the other party would not be able to hold it, and he would say with a smile.

Amber opened her mouth and seemed to ask questions, but in the last second before the opening, she bit her lip and swiftly looked around, and finally swelled her face: "I don't ask!"

Gao Wen stunned, and the smile on his face suddenly became a bit gratifying: "Good."

You can never underestimate others. You can never lose your vigilance in a strange environment. Even if you have checked it many times, you must keep the last line of secrets. It turns out that this half-elf is absolutely not stupid if you really want to use your brain.

After acquainting with Amber, Gao Wen turned his attention away from books that couldn't attract his interest, and asked casually with a relaxed attitude: "What do you think about this camp?"

He knows that Amber must have seen most of the camp area, whether it was the Tifeng people who took the tour or did not take the tour, and she must have recorded more details than others have seen. The guy's frontal combat is not good, but only when he is a singer, it is still very desirable.

After that, what he wants to say with Amber will not involve long-term planning or confidentiality, nor will he be afraid of being eavesdropped.

Amber thought about it and said very straightforwardly: "In my opinion, Tifeng people are too rich, too rich and too rich!!"

"Oh?"

"You should also be able to see that this camp is almost entirely made up of magical power. I checked their camp and the area of ​​the Master. I confirmed that they gathered at least 800 low-end to mid-level here. Master, the task of these extraordinary people here is to 'build a house'," Amber said with a serious face. "With these wizards, the base should be built at a slower pace than our base. The efficiency of all aspects is not worse than ours. And maybe even more efficient."

“Tianfeng began to implement the systematic and professional management of the extraordinary people more than ten years ago, and used all kinds of extraordinary powers for production development. They also follow the newborn screening system of the ancient Gangbang Empire and actively from the whole people. The development of extraordinary people from infants, which leads to the overall number of extraordinary people is almost twice that of Ansu, and there are also extremely advanced management systems and supporting them to ensure that all supernaturals are registered and have their own responsibilities," Gao Wen Not too slow to say, "Most of the mages you see here should be called 'engineer mage', they are trained in the first place from the beginning of contact with magical power, and the masters are almost all related to construction. And within Tifeng, there are tens of thousands of similar 'full-time mages'."

Amber’s eyes widened and there was no words for a moment: “...”

Gao Wen looked at her with a funny look: "What are you thinking?"

"Do you think that if I am treason now, will they accept it?"

"Would you like to try?"

Amber shrinks the neck: "No, I am afraid of being killed."

Gao Wen smiled and didn't care about this little joke. He commented casually: "As you can see, Titan is really strong, but on the other hand... they are not very smart."

Amber blinked, and I have already guessed what Gaowen means: "You think they are wasting, right..."

"Yeah, the huge waste of scientific research personnel was actually used by them on the construction site," Gao Wen shook his head and looked down. "The mage is a researcher, is a person who invents and creates, how can it be wasted on the construction site?! I want to say that they should not be used as the combat power on the battlefield, nor should they be used as labor in the production process, but should all be sent to the laboratory!

"You saw 800 masters here. The speed at which they built a base is no slower than our mechanization, even faster than us. But if you give it to me, I will turn these 800 masters into researchers. They researched more advanced magical machinery, more advanced alchemy materials, and developed techniques that could replicate their efficient spells. Then I could extend these techniques to the hands of 800,000 ordinary workers, and let each of these workers They all play as much as an 'engineering mage', which is the correct way to use knowledge."

Amber blinked. In the short prospect and description of Gao Wen, she finally intuitively felt where the real power of the "magic industry" is.

Gao Wen took a breath and couldn't help but shook his head after saying righteousness: "There is a problem, a very real problem is bothering us..."

"what is the problem?"

"As you just said, Tifeng is really rich, too rich... rich, some, have resources..." Gao Wen sighed. "We can really use the technical achievements of 800 masters." Armed with '800,000 workers, and Tifeng... They are afraid that they can really pull out 800,000 engineering mages..."

amber:"……"

Gao Wen sighed: "This is called the ability of banknotes."

Amber’s face is sluggish: “Monetary ability... can you describe it like this...”

There is no such thing as "banknotes" in this world. Gao Wen directly used the word "currency" and the word "skills" to create the word "capacity". Obviously, Amber understands its meaning.

Thus, after understanding the true power of the magical industry, Amber also understood why even if he mastered the weapon of the magic industry, Gao Wen still regarded Tifeng as the most powerful and terrible enemy.

She looked at Gao Wen and vaguely realized one thing.

No matter what the man who started this business wants to do business with the Emperor of Tifeng, whether he wants to take the initiative to accept Titan's cotton dumping, or to help the Tifeng people repair the railway, his only purpose is to...

They are all against the "capital ability" of the Tifeng people.

......

Winter snow is flying, and the coldest season of the year has already landed on this land.

In the plain of the Holy Spirit, in an unnamed village half a day away from the white pine town, the snow has not been seen before, but this snowfall is only the beginning, and the snow that is rising is still falling.

This white godsend covers everything indiscriminately, blurring the fields and gullies, blurring the roads and wasteland, and blurring the boundaries of the heavens and the earth. The unknown villages seem to be a pile of stones in the snow, and the man-made buildings are falling snow. A little bit was wrapped in silver. On this dangerous cold day, every household closed the doors and windows and sealed every hole in the dilapidated wall to prevent the loss of valuable heat. People hid in the air-blocking room while preserving strength and heat. While looking forward to the peaceful winter, I was worried about listening to every noise from the roof.

The village in the snow is silent.

However, under the snow, in a cellar in a longhouse somewhere, a secret gathering is taking place.

Cheap and inferior candles are placed on the mottled and long table, and the swaying candlelight makes the whole scene shadow. The long table is filled with clay pots, daggers, stone tablets, etc., and some red paint is drawn on the table. The strange magical symbol and the chilling and distorted image, around the long table, more than a dozen rags and shirts are sitting in the candlelight solemnly, a dozen pairs of implied eyes watching the long table Two figures.

The two figures were quite tall, wearing gray-black dilapidated blouses, and hanging iron sacs on their necks, dressed like a corpse.

"Brothers and sisters, the days of suffering from suffering are coming..."

One of the corpses was opened, as if preaching.

"The people who suffer, accept this gift!"

Another dragged man bent down and prayed and took a pot of liquid containing some liquid from the table.

The people around the long table stood up, with some kind of expectation, with some kind of fanaticism, came to the table one by one, let the person with the clay pot and the gray blouse put the pot in the pot. Dark red liquid is applied to their foreheads.

"After this gift... can be free from the days of suffering, not waiting for death, waiting for the afterlife, the heavens on earth, just around the corner..."

"Don't leave the sufferings..."

"The heavens on earth..."

“just around the corner...”

The buzzing and praying sounds echoed in this secret cellar, and in the long house towering above the cellar, a few indifferent and vigilant eyes were clinging to the narrow slit of the window panel, staring at the wind. The world in the snow.

In the surrounding houses, in almost every room in the village, the same indifferent and vigilant eyes are placed behind each window.

......

East of the Holy Spirit Plain, Sorinburg.

The snow that has been swelled is also falling in this land.

A team of knights entered the city in the afternoon. They were well-armed and well-equipped. Even the horses wore the highest quality wire locks and wore a protective neckband that would soothe the spirit and enhance endurance. They were from the widest main entrance. On horseback riding, everyone along the way, including the patrolling soldiers, chose the awe of concession after seeing the emblems of these knights.

The images of the emblems with black swords crossed are the marks of the Duke of the East, Silas Loren.

At the head of the team, the young Marquis of the whole body, Berk Loren, controls the speed of the horse, and also controls the speed of the whole team, in case the rude subordinates of these words and deeds hurt the pedestrians along the street (although On the snowy day, almost no pedestrians were seen on the street. At the same time, he raised his head and looked at the castle on the high ground not far away.

After staying safe for so long, I didn’t deal with the irritating local aristocrats all day, just watching the Cecils blow up the white sand hills a little bit (now he suspects that the Cecils might even I plan to blow the place into a white sand mine.) Berk feels that his patience and sharpness will be washed away sooner or later, but fortunately, he finally received an order to return to Sorinburg.

The young Marquis straightened his back and greeted all eyes with the most impeccable knighthood, even if there were no crowds around. He looked at the streets in the winter, thinking about what he needed to report after seeing his father and Prince Edmund.

The situation of the white sand hills must be informed at all times. The Cecil people want to build a new road. This matter must be known to the Prince, and the two territories should be reported to have subsided. In addition, there are cases where the underlying nobles do not seriously implement the "Freedom of Serf Act" and the "Land Replacement Law."