Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 106 Chapter [-]

The current state of the "Babylon dense grain steel" safe can only be described as miserable.

The box that was originally square, sharp-edged, and full of metallic luster is now only left with crooked half-sections with jagged holes, which are dispirited on the ground, like an unfinished building where developers have run away. Or a novel about eunuchs whose plot ends abruptly at a mid-climax.

In just a few dozen days, the magic safe that once imprisoned the elf Vilf was used by the craftsmen under Master Laurie to use every rivet meticulously!
Except for the top plate of the safe, which was cut and polished according to the original plan into ten heavy-duty steel needles with a magic-breaking effect that can be fired by ballistas, the remaining "Babylon dense grain steel" was sawed off by craftsmen bit by bit. Cut into jujube-sized metal bombs in the shape of hexagonal gems.

Any magic alchemist who has obtained the license of the school city will regard this kind of extensive behavior as a wasteful act of burning pianos and boiling cranes——

Babylon dense-grained steel is an all-purpose material that combines the excellent properties of steel and the affinity for magic. It can not only be used to engrave rune circles, but also a material for making various practical magic equipment!

Whether it is the "Thrace Annihilation Arrow" that breaks armor and destroys demons, the "Gwyneth Magic Pot" that can quickly replenish demons, or the "Lion Soul" demon-repelling armor that the Imperial Heavy Cavalry is proud of, in the production The participation of Babylon dense steel is indispensable in the process;
For this kind of magic metal, making magic props is its most appropriate use!
But in Frost Maple Ridge, which is impoverished and where the alchemy industry is almost non-existent, what the lord is looking for is precisely the two least important physical properties of Babylonian dense grain steel in the eyes of alchemists:
Density and hardness!
A small piece of Babylon dense grain steel already weighs three to four pounds, and it is extremely hard!

This kind of extremely dense metal is not suitable for making hand-held weapons because it is difficult to process precisely and will affect the weight balance of weapons, but it is perfect for projectile ammunition!

The bombs made of Babylon dense-grained steel have unparalleled sharpness after being polished, and their lethality is several orders of magnitude stronger than that of small stones picked up casually.

Not to mention, if there are conditions to engrave runes on these bombs in the future, it can turn them into real "magic bombs"!
Xia Houyan himself tried it out with a newly made dense-grained steel bomb:
Just holding it in your hand, the already heavy, cold, and dangerous densely patterned steel bullet, after being thrown up by the sling, directly brought out the sound of thunderous howling wind!

He roughly estimated that a full-strength blow from the densely grained steel bomb is enough to drill a large hole in the infantry's armor that is not too strong-this is something that most bombs made of ordinary metal cannot have. Horror penetration!

For magic metals that have no conditions to engrave runes and are difficult to sell in large quantities in the market, making bombs like this can be regarded as supplementing the scarce armor-piercing ability of the territory, a resource utilization method for a dead horse as a living horse doctor up.

And just as the lord was swinging the sling, and was about to find an iron plate to test its power, Clement walked over with heavy steps.

Seeing the vigorous sling in Xia Houyan's hand, the death knight flinched visibly.

"Lord, just now another porcupine ran from the north and crashed into the green dam." Clement said while brushing the snowflakes off his shoulder armor uneasily.

The white first snow on the first day of the new year fell on the surface of his pitch-black armor, just like dandruff.

"Another ridge peak arrow?!" Xia Houyan stopped the spinning sling, looked at his deputy knight commander and said blankly, "How many of these days is this already?"

"Fifth head," the death knight muttered, shrugging in bewilderment.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon..." Xia Houyan put the densely patterned steel bullet back into his pocket, casually threw the sling to a nearby militiaman, and walked towards the central square of Phoenix Terrace with the death knight, "This group What is the magic porcupine going to the southern wilderness for? Going to the market? Fleeing famine?"

"Master Laurie also said he didn't know." Clement said in a muffled voice while leading the way for Xia Houyan, "But I'm looking for you not just because there is another porcupine that broke into the door...... but because I think you have Need to see this porcupine for yourself."

Jifeng Jianhao is Jifeng Arrowhao, we have seen several of them, so what is there to see?

——Although Xia Houyan thought so in his heart, he still followed the death knight and walked all the way to the gate of Phoenix Terrace.

Soon, they found the porcupine carcass exuding bloody smell outside the wooden fence wall.

Clement stood next to the porcupine corpse and folded his arms. His eyes covered with ghostly magic power were watching Jahouyan through the gaps in the dark armor, as if he was waiting for the lord to speak first.

Xiahou officials looked around for a while, and soon found something strange.

No matter how bad Jifeng Jianhao is, he is still a low-level monster after all. When a few porcupines invaded Shuangfengling before, they caused a lot of chaos inside and outside the territory;

But now, Xia Houyan didn't find any traces of battle around, and even the nearby green dam fence wall remained intact;

He recalled that when he was experimenting with the sling just now, he did not hear the noisy fighting sounds that would appear in the past few times when he surrounded and suppressed the porcupines.

"Who killed this porcupine?" Xia Houyan looked at Clement, "Why didn't I hear anything?"

"It wasn't killed by anyone, it died by itself." Clement tilted his head, "This beast was wounded and came all the way from the north, and when it arrived at our Phoenix Terrace, it was probably dying— —It arched a few times on the Green Dam, and died without even casting a spell."

Xia Houyan set up the awning with his hands to take a closer look, and sure enough, on the loess covered with thin snow, he found a dark brown bloodstain, starting from the porcupine's body and extending to the north——

——There is no doubt that it was seriously injured earlier in the north, and it ran to Shuangfengling bleeding all the way.

"Then how did it get injured?" Xia Houyan pinched his chin and thought for a while, feeling a bit strange, "Did it be bitten by another monster, or by the townspeople of Huafang Town?"

"That's exactly why, I want you to come and take a look..." Clement slowly squatted down, and pushed aside the dense spines on the porcupine's back, revealing a rod-shaped object that was deeply inserted into its flesh.

At first, Xia Houyan thought it was a malformed thorn, but soon, he found a white feather stuck to the end of the rod.

—There is no doubt that this is a feathered arrow shot by an archer.

Clement plucked the spines on Jianhao's corpse again, revealing countless bloody arrow wounds and knife wounds.

It seems that this poor beast was once besieged by a group of humans, somehow escaped with luck, stumbled and ran here, but finally died of exhaustion - judging by the number of wounds, this guy must have been hit at the time More than one arrow was shot, but only this arrow was stuck in it and did not fall off.

"Who did these injuries?" Xia Houyan suddenly vaguely understood what Clement meant, and asked a little uneasy.

"I don't know, but it should not be the townspeople, mercenaries, or bandits on the south bank of the Lionheart River..." Clement stretched out his hand and pinched the white feather on the arrow shaft, "I just asked The young men transferred from Moon God Village, they said, this is not the feather of a local bird in the Land of Soul Breaker, and the shaft of this arrow is too delicate, it doesn’t look like the handiwork of a reckless bandit.”

Xia Houyan licked his lips and tasted the cold snowflakes.

"My lord, based on its injury, the porcupine must have been injured south of the Lion Heart River, otherwise it wouldn't be able to survive here." Clement looked at Xiahouyan intently, and continued, " Therefore, I guess there is a group of outsiders with considerable fighting power who have recently set foot on the land of the broken soul."

Xia Houyan touched his chin and narrowed his eyes.

"Juan, there must be a demon if things go wrong, right?" He murmured.

"Actually, our territory itself is quite abnormal..." Although Clement mumbled something, he finally nodded emphatically.

(End of this chapter)