Soul of Burning Steel

"You mean, our dear Earl Radcliffe has left his territory again, wondering where he went?"

In the world of Mycroft, the imperial capital of the northern empire, in the imperial study room of the Morlai Palace, Israel lifted his head from the stacks of documents. The majestic and tall emperor first blinked and looked closely. After being there for a while, he continued to ask in a habitual tone: "How long have you been away?"

While speaking, Israel’s right hand was still correcting memorials and various documents and requests, and his left hand was holding a not small silver barbell. He was doing exercises one by one. The emperor’s tone was calm and gentle. , But the helplessness and uncomfortable tone in the tone can be heard by anyone.

"Ahem...Father, you know, Moldavian collars don't need the lord's direct jurisdiction for a long time..."

Before the desk, the second prince of the Empire, Di Moor, coughed softly. His eyesight drooped and his face was ashamed. When asked by Israel, Di Moore said in a rather embarrassing tone: "So the territory is operating as usual, if not The sixth brother is visiting Winterhold College, we may say that we still don’t know the news..."

"Well, it means that no one knows where Secretary Radcliffe has gone, and no one knows when he will come back, and his territory has even been used to this a long time ago, so even without a lord. It works as usual—he has only returned to Mycroft for a few days now? Why did he run out again!"

Israel sighed. He put down the pen on his right hand and continued to exercise with his left hand. The Emperor leaned back on a large chair and summed up the news about Joshua, but halfway through, he patted his thigh angrily. "Naughty! He is also an imperial nobleman anyway. At least he has to consider his identity! Why is this person like a wandering adventurer, can't stay quietly in one place for the first half of the year?!"

"What if there is an emergency, such as the sudden invasion of the abyss demon, but others can't find it at all?"

——That's not enough.

The emperor was depressed here, but Di Moore stood aside, silently thinking of the black-haired warrior's voice in his heart, and he said in his heart: Abyss Demon invasion? How could that man miss such a thing.

"Father, Earl Radcliffe is also a legendary powerhouse after all, and there is no need to report to us for his usual actions."

Although he thought so in his heart, Di Moore would not say it. At this time, after thinking about the meeting, he opened his mouth and suggested to Israel: "The name of the earl is great for a legend with great achievements. As far as the reader is concerned, it is really too small. It is normal that he doesn't care about the territory. Maybe we can consider..."

But Israel shook his head and interrupted Di Moore. He first glanced impatiently at the numerous documents on the table, and then waved to his son: "Don't think about it, Di Moore, I'm not angry, either. It's not that Joshua did something wrong. On the other hand, the legend should have lived as they please. This is the privilege they deserve."

"As for the territory and title, do you think he cares? If I give him all the uninhabited land north of the Great Aes Mountains, and I am giving him the title of Duke of Northern Frost, do you think Joshua will be happy? ?"

of course not.

Without any thinking, Dimoor can come to this conclusion. Joshua may be very concerned about the development of Moldavia, but this is only because this territory is passed down from his father’s generation. , The Arctic Ice Field and the Lost Sea area were allocated to each other, and then he was given the title of Duke. Joshua would never have too much identity with the entire empire, but would feel inexplicable and irritable.

"The legendary powerhouses are like this. They can't be restrained. Look at all the legends on the entire continent, which one is not like this? As for Teacher Nostradamus and I are special cases, he needs the support of the entire empire to achieve this. Ideal, and me."

"I am Diamond the Great of the Northern Empire first, and then the legendary powerhouse Israel. This is my responsibility."

Saying this in a calm tone, Israel squinted at Di Moore, and he said in a rather playful tone: "My child, I put you by my side to wait for you to take it. I have a heavy burden on my back, but now it seems that your lack of tempering during the recent period has slowed down the speed of your strength improvement."

"My fault, Father! Life has been so easy these days, I have indeed neglected a lot!"

Being so appraised by Israel, Dimoore couldn’t help feeling his heart sink, and an inexplicable sense of shame flooded into his heart. In response, he immediately knelt on one knee and said with extremely serious self-reflection: "In a few days, I will go. Experience in the depths of the Black Forest in the Southern Fortress, you will never slack off!

"It's not necessary."

He weighed the silver barbell with his left hand. Israel squinted his eyes and smiled. He stood up and motioned for Di Moore to also get up. His Majesty handed the barbell to the opponent in the bewildered eyes of his son. Hands.

"This, this is?! Um——————"

At the beginning, Di Moore was quite indifferent. It was just a barbell, no matter how heavy it was. As a existence that was only a thin line from Jiyi, even a monster weighing tens of tons could be treated as a ball of paper. Rubbing, but when he took over the barbell, the handsome face of the second prince who did not have any doubles suddenly distorted, and the floor of the Imperial Study Room burst open instantly, cracks spreading in all directions. : "Crack...no!"

Suddenly burning vindictiveness, Di Moore was holding this barbell that looked only the size of an ordinary human arm in both hands. His arms were bruised, and his eyes were bloodshot. He barely raised his head and gritted his teeth to look at Israel: " Father, what on earth is this?!"

"It was the exercise equipment that Secretary Radcliffe gave me not long ago. It is said to be made of very rare materials. Now I will give it to you."

Seeing that Dimoor seemed to be unable to catch it in the next breath, Israel not only did not have the slightest worried expression, but he seemed very satisfied. His Majesty even stepped forward and patted Dimoor on the shoulder, then whispered softly. Said: "When you can lift this barbell almost freely and do not damage the surrounding environment, then you are almost barely able to take my position."

With that said, Israel turned his head and looked out the window of the study. The magnificent palaces reflected the golden brilliance of the sun. His tone was calm as usual, without the slightest ups and downs: "Let’s work hard, Dimoore, the era of war is about to pass. , A new era is coming."

"After doing what I should do, I won't sit on the throne forever."

Leaving such a meaningful sentence, Israel left his study, sweating profusely, and was struggling to control his strength. Di Moore, who did not damage the surrounding environment when he grasped the barbell in his hand, was in it. Let this When the second prince uses his own strength as much as possible, he thinks about the deep meaning of his father's words.

"Could it be..."

...

Mycroft World, Northern Empire, Northern Moldavia, the main city.

Generally speaking, the local hunters and peasants in the Northland will call this dark iron city in the center of Moldavia the "Lord Lord's Place" with affection, and those with a little bit of knowledge, such as Vendors and the like will respectfully call the city's real name,'Moldavia'.

The name of the main city is the name of the territory. This is a very normal thing for the entire Mykrov Continent, especially the Northern Empire. This is a tradition that has been circulating for nearly a thousand years, almost everywhere.

However, Moldavia at this time is no longer a small city with a population of just over a hundred thousand. Today, it has completely become a super-large urban agglomeration with a population of over one million.

Taking the most central'inner city', which is the original main city, as the origin, four large satellite cities have been established in four directions, southeast, northwest, with the help of magic machinery. There are countless villages who originally lived in deep mountains and old forests. Hunters and herb collectors walked out of the forest under official guidance, settled in these satellite cities, and formally became a part of the city. When they noticed the tall buildings and conspicuous mana towers in the satellite cities, these almost remained The hunter mountain people in the primitive age were surprised and speechless.

If it weren’t for the Kuroshio, the dragon’s peril and the continuous attacks by cultists, it would be almost impossible for the mountain people who would normally live in the mountains to live in seclusion and never come out except to trade necessary supplies to move into the city. The reason why Moldavian officials have repeatedly emphasized the importance of relocating mountain people is precisely because the magic factory that is spreading in the territory is in urgent need of a large amount of labor. For this reason, the Moldavian government even accepted many people from other countries. Adventurers from territories and countries, let them easily get permanent residency rights.

A few years ago, when the Moldavian Lord’s Mansion and the Rune Dwarves of the North jointly developed the first magic mech, the modernization of the magic power of the entire territory has been written into the plan. The establishment of Winterhold College, the joining and joint research of high-level talents from the Imperial College of the Royal Masters and the Church of the Seven Gods, the original magic factory has also updated equipment and produced products from generation to generation, changing this bit by bit. The style of the ancient city.

It may sound incredible, but in only six years or so, the entire Moldavia has achieved semi-magical energy. With the help of the magic spar veins around Palmprint Lake, it is researched by the magic power directly under the Winterhold Academy. Centered on everything, huge mana furnace cores are produced, and then transported to the other side, loaded underground in the city, supplying the needs of many public facilities, and more than 20 mana factories are scattered in the four major satellite cities. In various places, common appliances similar to magic stoves are produced.

Today, the original arms and armor business of the Radcliffe family has been gradually replaced by exported magic equipment. With a large amount of funds returned, almost all the factory managers have decided to expand the factory, but only It is not enough to have equipment. It is always people who control tools. In order to obtain cheap labor, these factories are responsible for promoting the Moldavian officials to absorb as much foreign population as possible, and select suitable people from them to enter the factory. They are not afraid of any security risks and technical leakage issues, because the owner of these factories is a powerful legendary powerhouse. Even if this legendary powerhouse is eliminated, there is the Northern Empire Royal Mage Association and the Church of the Seven Gods as backing. .

"Brother, is this Moldavia?"

Southern Satellite City, the commercial area around the gate of the city, accompanied by heavy footsteps, a huge dragon cart slowly stopped next to the newly-built station, and a continuous stream of people walked down from the dragon cart, and a team stationed at the station. The guards of the city stood in one area, maintaining the order of the team.

In the team, there was a gray-haired little girl who looked less than ten years old. At this time, she was sitting in the arms of a tall man, biting her thumb, and muttering vaguely: " There are so many people, much more than my old family... Will we live here in the future?"

"Yes, Little Lanni, the house here is very cheap, even if we can buy it with our savings!"

Holding the blond little girl and walking to a relatively empty corner, carrying two huge luggage packages on his back, the tall man with gray hair also whispered to his sister. This man’s face has scars that seem to be caught by a claw of some wild beast, and there are also various scars on his naked, sturdy arms, which make him look extremely hideous and uncomfortable, but even such a hideous man, at this time But he showed a sincere smile: "Moldavia is now a well-known big city in the Northern Empire. It is much better to find a job here than in my hometown."

"Then, Brother Priest won't fight those monsters anymore?" The little girl seemed to be a little worried and said: "Will you suddenly leave for more than half a year and leave me alone with Auntie?"

"No, Britney, it's safe here, and I won't leave you again."

Recalling that a few years ago, the tall man named Priest had a rather sad expression on his face. A few years ago, in the weird Kuroshio and Dragon Calamity that swept almost half of the continent, many areas of the Northern Empire were attacked by different degrees, and there happened to be a group of green dragons living around his hometown.

In order to defend the homeland and support the arrival of reinforcements from the imperial army, the parents of the brother and sister paid the price of their lives, and Priest was also seriously injured. In the end, the imperial army killed the group of chaotic green dragons. , But the farmland and pastures in my hometown were eroded by the venom, and they will be unusable for more than ten years.

In order to support himself, and to prevent his younger sister from having a hard life since childhood, Priest entrusted his sister Britney to his aunt, and with his tall and strong physique, he joined a caravan in the north and south of the empire. Transporting and selling specialty products back and forth... Although it is hard work, it is also very easy to be attacked by wild monsters and robbers, but the salary of this work is indeed a lot. Just two years of struggle has given Prest a fortune. Not a small cost, you can consider finding a place to settle and live a stable life.

Moldavia was the place Prest chose.

"This place is really peaceful..."

The tall man recalled his experience along the way, and he couldn't help but exhale with joy: Starting from the Ural Mountains, to the main city of Moldavia, the dragon cart passed through four or five forests along the way, and passed two large plains. , But on the way, not only was there no half of the robbers, but there were even no monsters to attack! For the people on the Mykrov continent, this is totally incredible. Who will not encounter a few monsters when traveling?

But around Moldavia, it just doesn't! No, it would be better to say that even if there were, no monsters would dare to attack humans.

After all, it is the city where the legendary powerhouse sits. Priest was grateful for his choice. Within the majesty of the dragon slayer lord, even the most ferocious dragon beasts would never attack even a few-year-old child.

After taking a rest, the tall man took out a map from his pocket. After looking down for a while, he continued to hold the little girl who seemed to be asleep and walked towards the other side of the city. Since Lester chose to settle in Moldavia, he was naturally ready for everything. A friend of the caravan he once worked for also quit the caravan and settled here. Because of the other party's invitation, he made up his mind to come to the far north of the mainland.

"Prested! How fast you came! I originally thought you would have to wait until autumn to arrive... Is this your sister? What a lovely girl, she will definitely be a beautiful woman when she grows up!"

Coming to the east of the Southern Satellite City, next to a spectacular building that is extremely tall and looks like a trapezoidal pyramid, Prest, who was shocked by the pyroxene street lights and the magic tower along the way, found him smoothly according to the address and inquiring the locals. At the address left by the friend, in front of a two-story small building, Prest knocked on the door, and then took a step back listening to the rapid footsteps coming from the house. Then, the door opened and he saw I lost my friend who was full of surprises and hadn't seen for a long time.

"Dear Dahl, it is because of your invitation that I made up my mind."

The two brothers and sisters were invited into the house. Dahl asked Punost and Britney to sit aside, while he was going to prepare tea. The blond man with a vicissitudes of face was putting tea at his friend’s table. Punost quickly thanked him, but the little girl Britney had fallen asleep in a chair because of the exhaustion of the journey.

I added a blanket for the little girl. After a while, Dahl said with emotion: "Thank you Lord Lord for his kindness and generosity. The house prices in Moldavia are almost the same as free delivery, even if it’s me. A guy with a small savings can also have a small building of his own."

"This is really enviable, you know, in my hometown, in the cities around the southern desert, a single-family house made of stone requires at least 1,500 gold coins to buy it."

Punost drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, he was naturally very envious. Dahl was a member of the caravan with him back then. The two helped each other, and each saved each other's lives several times. The relationship was deeper than the real brother. Because of this, he also knew that Dahl was spending a lot of money on weekdays. , His savings are far less than his. Even if he can buy such a good house, then he will definitely not be worse off.

"But be aware, Punosite, such a low house price will not last long."

Refilling a cup of tea for his friend, Dahl whispered and said in a rather mysterious tone: "To be honest, because there are so many people who want to become Moldavia residents during this period of time. It has exceeded the expectations of the Lord’s Mansion, so now the purchase conditions of the houses in the four major satellite cities have been limited.

"What conditions?!"

Hearing this, Punost was naturally very nervous. You must know that he was wandering all the way from the south of the empire. Only then did he come to Moldavia with good conditions and prepare to settle, but now suddenly he told him that the house has limited purchase conditions. How could it not be anxious.

"Don't be nervous, my friend, since I invited you here, I have already considered everything... Although it is a bit rude, I have to say that I also have my own purpose."

Dahl smiled. The seemingly vicissitudes of life, but in fact, the young man no longer sells the products. He bluntly said: "If you want to buy a house at the previous preferential price, you need to obtain Moldavia's permanent resident card. ', and obtaining a permanent residence permit requires a decent job in Moldavia! And what is a decent job? Not an adventurer, not washing dishes in a bar, not a businessman. Only those who work for the lord’s mansion are considered decent. jobs!"

"Prested."

Having said this, Dahl's expression gradually became serious: "Have you heard of the'Magic Factory'?"

...

"Yes, good guy, your physique looks very suitable for us to work with... Barr, the person recommended by your fellow is really not bad, go, take this voucher, and go to the financial front desk to receive your reward. ."

"Okay, Mr. Lande, I'm going now-Prest, don't worry so much, you must meet the requirements!"

A few days later, in the huge trapezoid building, a nervous Prest stood inside the structure of the magic factory that seemed to be made entirely of steel and crystal, looking down at the stout figure in front of him rather nervously. , A dwarf with a big beard patted his knees. This self-proclaimed factory responsible dwarf seemed very satisfied with his physical fitness: "Our work in the Rune Spirits Factory is not very technical, although the requirements are relatively high. Fine, but it’s easy to learn. Compared with your brain, the most important thing is to be able to work continuously for 18 hours during overtime. Of course, the overtime pay is definitely based on the standard of the Lord’s Mansion. You don’t have to worry about paying. Return."

Under the whispering narration of the dwarf factory owner named Lande, Prest finally understood the current situation.

His friend Dahl is now working in this rune spirit factory. This factory produces some peculiar magic equipment, but due to insufficient manpower, it is very difficult for the factory to complete orders normally and often needs to work overtime. Therefore, the dwarf Rand, as the owner of the factory, set a reward for anyone who can find a suitable one. For the workers’ reserve, he is willing to pay a remuneration. Dahl naturally thought of his friends for the first time, so he invited him to Moldavia.

In this regard, Prest is naturally very pleased-anyway, according to this Lande, the production of magic machinery does not require the operator to have any magic knowledge, but only needs to remember the correct operation process and sufficient physical strength for processing. That's it, men naturally believe that they can do the job. What's more, they are now producing the peculiar magic power mechanism called the ‘fairy card table’. The core components are produced by other factories or research centers, but they are just sent to them for assembly.

After a few days of training, Prest has successfully learned how to assemble the fairy card table. According to his serious character, he is naturally appreciated by the factory owner Lande. With the help of his friend Dahl, Pu Lester has naturally become one with the other workers in the entire factory.

As workers, their salary is related to their working hours, but even in the most leisurely eight-hour working hours, Prest earns more than he had to work as a caravan **** before. Somehow, they produce This fairy card table is extremely popular, and even heard that there are nobles and even royals buying these things, so the Rune Spirits Factory will never be short of orders, and there is almost no time for leisure.

In the intense work, time flies like a flow, and in a trance, several months have passed.

"Speaking of which, Prest, you don't seem to be twenty-five years old yet?"

One day, the dwarf Lande was on a tour of the production workshop. He walked to the side of Prest, who was carefully manipulating the workbench and assembling goblin cards, and suddenly asked: "It seems that he is in his early twenties."

"Ah, director, I'm twenty-four years old this year, and it's almost twenty-five before winter."

For some unknown reason Lande asked, Prest answered as he worked. In fact, he was only 21 years old, but he had lied about his age in order to join the caravan before. Now he has gradually accepted the statement that he is 24 years old. Anyway, it is not a big deal.

"So... to be honest, our factory actually only belongs to the Lord's Mansion and Winterhold Academy. There are actually a few recommended places in the Winterhold Academy's war-staff department, qualified employees who meet the qualifications. I have to go for a few for their children, and there is still one left. You are not yet twenty-five years old. In theory, you are qualified to try and fight for it."

"The test was before winter. To be honest, I think your physique and stamina are not comparable to many students in school... Listen to Dahl, you have fought the green dragon before and survived. , This is natural supernatural power!"

At this point, there is no need to continue. Seeing the sincere eyes of the dwarf factory owner, Prest grew his mouth, clenched his fist, and said with a lowered voice: "... , I will definitely work hard!"

"Efforts are not enough, what you need is desperation-and don't be too grateful to me. It is more cost-effective to bring out a possible professional than a hard worker. Anyway, if you fail, you can only come back and continue. Do your life for me."

Waved his hand, Lande laughed, but immediately, he straightened his face and turned and left: "Okay, let's continue working. Today, there will be a partner who will come over to check the quality of the product. Don't be distracted."

"of course not!"

...

Moldavia, the official welcome hotel built by the Lord’s Mansion.

The Sixth Prince Adrian sat helplessly on the edge of the bed in his room, looking at the four villains with dragonfly-like wings in front of him, and they were embracing a discussion that he didn't understand at all.

Since Adrian reached a series of agreements with the Moldavian Lord’s Mansion and the Northland Dwarves, and got the assistance of the four large rune factories in the Northland, the goblin card table, which was originally expensive in raw materials, was suddenly swayed by the wisdom of everyone. Step by step, it has become cheaper by various means. Nowadays, almost every tavern in the Northland has several fairy card tables for customers to play. In the noble circle, getting a fairy card table with a special style and default card back is also part of the show off. This gadget, which he thought had great potential, suddenly became so popular, which really made Adrian found it a bit weird.

"Is it possible that I am actually a business genius?"

Although this idea occasionally arises, Adrian knows that if his father is not Emperor Israel, if Earl Radcliffe is not his father’s friend, if the Northland dwarves are not loyal to the dragon slayer Lord, if you don't have a good relationship with the fairies...I can't do anything, even if you can create a fairies card table, it will only be taken away by other big forces.

Of course, the most important thing is these ‘fairies’ who have designed almost all fairies cards.

In the hotel room, on Adrian's bed, the four elemental fairies who did not know when they left the Morlai Palace in the imperial capital were giving a speech in a very hot atmosphere at this time.

"My fellow citizens!"

The whole body is blue, like a fairy incarnation of the element of wind. The exquisite and beautiful face of'Chang Feng' is full of blood. She said loudly: "Back then, the kingdom of the fairy was in the seven continents of Mycroft's world. In many races, we goblins, not to mention the top, are at least at the pillar level! Whether it is to stabilize the situation on the mainland or adjust various natural disasters, we have tried our best, and there is no mistake, just a little bit. Obtain the right to rule the mainland... Okay, okay, it’s not a little too close, and don’t say sages, sages are super-class, at that time, who would want to have a sage like a human being in the entire continent? The younger generations of us, the fairy queens in the past did not expect it!"

Although at the beginning of this speech, it was rebutted by other fairies who did not give the slightest face, but Chang Feng's face still showed no retreat. She clenched her small fist and said firmly: "Don't talk so much. ——Fairy Queens already know our current achievements in the Fairy Village. Your Majesty thinks this has great potential! Fairy cards, there is no doubt that our fairies return to the main material world and get the first funds An important channel! Israel has no time to help us, so we will do it ourselves!"

"Let those humans know, we fairies, don't ask for help!"

"Du Dulu..."

"Yeah……"

"Changfeng, what you said is awesome, when can we go back?"

The other three, the three fairies representing soil, fire and water respectively, uttered a sparse applause. Among them, the fire elemental fairy named Guangyan also complained impatiently: "Adrian, it's so boring here. , I don’t want to accompany Changfeng to design any cards here. You take us out for a spin."

While talking, Guangyan tried to get close to the sixth prince’s arm, but she was immediately driven away by the tense wind: "Go go, you don’t intend to help, just try to abduct my student! Want to play with you." Go find Israel by yourself, I found Adrian, and I will never let it to you!"

Alas, I am not your toy.

He sighed deeply in his heart. For some reason, Adrian, who is very popular with fairies, really wanted to roll his eyes, but at this time he could only show a wry smile, responding to Chang Feng's words: "Yes, yes, Chang Feng teacher……"

In fact, the six princes knew that what Chang Feng said was not bad. The fairies could indeed rely on the propaganda power and funds brought by the fairies cards to return to the world of Mycroft in a fair manner... At that time, most of them had played. People with fairy cards will not reject the fairy as a part of the human world. But why did the fairies, who have lived in Fairy Township for nearly a thousand years, suddenly thought of returning to the mainland? For this, Adrian felt that there must be some important news behind him that he didn't know.

With the direct support of her own students, Chang Feng immediately became proud. She looked around at one or two other goblins who were not energetic, flapped her little wings behind her, and clenched a fist in a very serious tone and said, "Stress again. Once again, we fairies, don’t ask for help! The promotion of fairies cards~www.novelmtl.com~ is imperative!"

"Yes……"

And just as several other fairies replied in unison in a listless tone, in the distance, the Great Aas Mountains.

Accompanied by the violent fluctuations in time and space and the sudden rise of the heads of most of the strong in the main city and Winterhold Academy, a white airship with numerous dense mysterious runes floating around it was accompanied by bursts of blue ripples. , Through time and space, appeared on the Great Aes Volcano.

A black-haired man took the hand of a dragon girl, walked out of the airship, stood in the air, and looked down at the land.

"I am back."

The man stared at the familiar land, the familiar city, and the familiar mountains with a smile, and behind him, the two legendary wizards also walked out of the airship, uncovering their legendary energy. The fluctuations, suddenly, accompanied by the unparalleled spread of majesty, everyone in Moldavia knew in an instant.

Their lord has returned to his land.