my age of magic

Chapter 830 330. A Gift to Wales

Tower of Pride Academy of Magic.

Qige stood in front of a group of glass containers, watching seriously the light red liquid distilled from the spiral glass pipe trickled down the pipe wall, and finally dropped into a round glass bottle. Her expression was focused and Seriously, Takama, the lizard maid standing aside, stood silently. Whenever the glass bottle was filled with two-thirds of the potion, she would quickly replace it with a new empty glass bottle, and fill the glass bottle. Fill the glass bottle of Crazy Elixir No. [-] and cover it with a cork, drip melted beeswax on the bottle mouth, and place it in the magic sealing box beside it.

Usually Takama is Qige's personal maid and is responsible for protecting Qige's safety, but in this laboratory, she is Qige's assistant, and she is responsible for the preparation of many medicines. The Jungle Ranger in the movie, Takama possesses vigorous skills and a calm mind. Her movements are light and precise. Under Qige's training, she is good at disposing potions.

A bottle of No. 2 magic potion is prepared in this way. If the factor of formula leakage is not taken into account, this formula has probably been stabilized to the extent that it can be mass-produced. Running speed, this kind of potion is suitable for rapid marching, but this potion is nicknamed the "escape potion" by the Prince of Wales. The side effects of this potion, after the effect of the potion, the user needs at least [-] days to recover from overdrawn physical strength.

This potion is a routine necessary medicine for the Constructed Knights in the Constructed Knights of the Prince of Wales, and each Constructed Knight is equipped with one.In addition, the Knights of the Constructed Knights under the Prince of Wales each have 1 No. 3 Crazy Potion (increasing strength) and 1 No. [-] Crazy Potion (underwater breathing).

I tried my best to make my embarrassing expression look natural, forced a smile, and said to the Prince of Wales sitting in front of me: "Your Highness, I am grateful for your help in this matter."

The Prince of Wales was wearing a neat military uniform, showing a friendly smile, stretched out his hand and patted my shoulder and said, "It's not the first time we met, why are you still so nervous? I remember when Ying Li just returned to the imperial capital, he secretly said to me She met an interesting friend in El City, and I know your name, and El City has Jijia who is good at dueling."

I very much hope that Qige can help me find a reason to let me leave her laboratory. At this time, facing the eagerness of the Prince of Wales, I really don’t know what to say, the relationship with Yingli, and Qi I have a relationship with my character, and now I owe such a big favor to the Prince of Wales. I always have a kind of debt in my heart to this handsome and talkative prince sitting opposite me.

Qige hid on the side of the test bench, without any intention of coming over to help me out. Sitting on the sofa in the rest area, my ass and butt felt as uncomfortable as if a needle had been stuck in it, but I couldn’t tell him frankly: Hey, we are rivals in love, you don't have to be so polite with me.

There was a kind of curiosity in the eyes of the Prince of Wales, "Remember when you were in El City, the relationship between you and Le Die was not very harmonious!"

I nodded, recalling those days in the Academy of War Magic as if it happened yesterday.

There are two crucibles in the corner of the laboratory. Although they are not too big, they do not know what is being boiled in them, and there is always a spicy smell. The exhaust fan on the glass window exhausts the pungent air It was sucked away, but after all, there was a trace of smell floating in the laboratory, which was very unpleasant.

Those wooden shutter boxes are still piled up by the wall, and there are still a large number of rune metal plates waiting for me to draw the magic patterns of 'miniature tornadoes' with gold essence solution. I sighed secretly, and said to myself: Come to Qige next time This, shouldn't we say hello in advance?

The Prince of Wales talked a lot, and said: "Oh, yes! I haven't thanked you for helping Le Die on the Yerro plane, but I was able to take Le Die from the Spider Man camp under the eyes of the Spider Warden. Butterfly was rescued, I know it’s definitely not just luck, your two orc servants are also very good.”

I know that those things that happened on the Hierro plane must not be hidden from the eyes of those in the upper echelons of the Green Empire, but from what the Prince of Wales said, he thinks that my achievements are due to the strength of Kalanzo and Luka powerful.

The Prince of Wales added: "I still remember when I was in the Knight Academy, my mentor once warned me not to let the orcs on the Pai Plateau master the manufacturing technology of the magic pattern structure, otherwise those wolf knights will have the tribal inheritance. Tattoos, with the totem of the shaman, if you have the magic pattern structure, I am afraid that you can become the most powerful warrior in Roland Continent."

It seems that the royal family of the Green Empire is wary of the orc tribes on the Pai Plateau.

"In addition, I would like to thank you for the dragon egg. You know that for a dragon knight who just lost his mount, nothing can comfort his wounded heart more than a dragon egg." The Prince of Wales smiled, A trace of doubt flashed between his brows, and then he asked curiously: "Is that really a dragon's egg?"

I nodded again, and felt that it was impolite to keep silent like this, so I said to the Prince of Wales, "There were three dragon eggs in the camp, and the other two were eaten by the spider warlords, leaving only the last one." I guess those dragon eggs should be stolen from the top of Aconcagua mountain by the spider warlord. At that time, an adult female sub-dragon has been wandering around the spider camp, trying to rescue these dragon eggs from the camp. ,... Finally we joined forces with that dragon."

Speaking of which, joining forces with an adult dragon is a very incredible thing.

I vividly described how I rescued Ledie in the Black Forest. The Prince of Wales also shared with me his experience of fighting on the Warsaw plane. He is a very easy-going prince and has no pretensions. It's funny, and has a unique perspective on war, which has benefited me a lot.

The topic between us finally turned back to Duke Ryan.

The Prince of Wales said: "Having said that, it's not entirely purely to help you out. After all, it was Eric's ball. Duke Ryan did a little too much at the ball. I also have to take care of Eric and Angel Bo. The face of the German royal family."

He glanced at the spacious laboratory, let out a long breath, and then said: "In addition, this is the imperial capital after all! It is the largest city in the Grimm Empire, the political center of Grimm, and the highest-level magic guild is located here, at least One tenth of the magicians live in the imperial capital, and the laws enacted by the royal family need to be strictly implemented here, so as to maintain the dignity of the royal family, and this is not something that any grand duke can ignore at will."

"I don't know how long this war of planes will last. If the priests and priests don't come out of the temple for a day, the healing methods in the army can only rely on magic potions and magicians who can heal. Consider the feelings of the magicians." Welsh sighed softly, unlike most nobles in the imperial capital, Welsh maintained a very pessimistic attitude towards this plane war, perhaps because he had just returned from the battlefield.

The Prince of Wales said: "The fortifications of the Warsaw plane have been torn apart by the evil ghost army. This time we came back with victory to find a new force in the imperial capital. We must inject new blood into the Warsaw plane. It is possible to open up the situation on the Warsaw plane, but Duke Ryan is more dependent on the Constructed Knight Legion in the hands of the little lords in the imperial capital who have not been troubled by the wars of the plane, ignoring the role of magicians in this battle. importance."

"Perhaps he never imagined that teaching a young magician a lesson at a ball would cause him so much trouble."

His eyes fell on the wine glass in front of him. The Prince of Wales twirled the goblet gently, and asked Qige curiously: "Qi, haven't you always liked to drink dwarf ale? Why do you still have golden cider here? "

Qige turned to look at the Prince of Wales and ignored him. The Prince of Wales smiled sarcastically and didn't feel any embarrassment at all. I pointed to myself and said to Wales: "My hometown is in El City. Here comes the wine."

"El City, the hometown of golden cider, I heard that Duke Jingyue of the Aili family is the great lord there?" the Prince of Wales said with relief.

Putting down the glass container in his hand, he turned around and walked back from the test bench, with a magic sealing box in his hand, casually placed it on the coffee table, glanced at the Prince of Wales, and said impatiently: "Take your Hurry up and leave the box, don't bother me here if you have nothing to do."

He glared at me again, and said in a cold tone, "There are so many exhaust fan lists, and you have the leisure to compete with a grand duke at the ball to be jealous. People in the north are as courageous as you? Earl Jijia."

Qige sat down beside her, with no expression on her delicate face, her eyes fell on the magic sealing box, her face was so delicate and charming, the ruby ​​on her neck shone under the light, and the dark green Calmian magic The robe set off her fair skin with a pearly luster.

Welsh's eyes fell on my chest, he patted his forehead with his hand, and said: "Have you been promoted to earl yet? Huh, I can't even think about what you guys did on the plane of Yero, The Duke of Samoyed lent you a Constructed Knights?"

"It's still those magical fire phosphorus bombs. The magician Kelfing has always been obsessed with your fire phosphorus bombs. Are those things really so powerful?" Wales asked, staring at me closely.

I nodded slightly and said: "There was a whole box of them, but eight of them were taken out at once during the Battle of Trum, and the entire Trum stronghold was blown up. Those spider warriors were like cutting wheat." A large piece was poured out. Later, my followers and I picked up the black magic crystal in the corpse of the spider warrior on the ruins, where my knighthood medal was also awarded by the Duke of Samoyed himself."

The Prince of Wales opened his mouth wide open, looking unbelievable.

I knew what he wanted to ask, so I said: "In the ivory tower of Sluit City, there is a portal leading to a demiplane called 'Xinliu Valley' in the time-space turbulence of the Garda Nebula. Once every ten years, only during half a month when the tide recedes, there is a chance to enter that half-plane through the portal, which is composed of 9 floating mountains..."

The information about Xinliu Valley is only circulated in a small range among magicians in the province of Sloit. For such a demiplane rich in magic herbs, the magic scholars in the ivory tower of Sluit City , but never thought of spreading the news.So the Prince of Wales is very strange to Xin Willow Valley.

I admitted to the magician Kelfing that the fire phosphorous bomb was obtained from the ancient ruins. After thinking about it, I still think that the location of this discovery was found in the ruins left by the goblins in the underground cave of Xinliu Valley. Of course, except In addition to the fire phosphorus bomb, he also harvested the blueprints of the heart of the rock and the Hex technology of the goblin family.

The Heart of Rock was naturally handed over to the Academy of Magic and the Sloit Magic Guild at that time.

As for the Hextech blueprint, I took a scroll of parchment from my magic pocket, spread it out on the tea table, and pressed the corners with the glasses and bottles on the table. It can be seen very clearly that this is a drawing that has been preserved for a long time. The parchment is covered with tiny cracks, and fine flying debris is constantly peeled off from the parchment. The speed visible to the naked eye disintegrated, and those beautifully drawn lines faded a little bit.

"These are the characters of the goblins?" the Prince of Wales asked Qige with some uncertainty.

Qige didn't say a word, and looked at it seriously for a while, then nodded slightly and said: "The goblins cursed by the gods, all civilizations will be destroyed. I didn't expect that there would be some blueprints preserved for a few years. millennium."

The Prince of Wales asked curiously: "What is drawn on the drawing? It looks like a dwarf musket. The goblins also like this thing? Ji Jia, tell me, what do you think of the dwarf musket on the battlefield?" application, can it replace longbows and crossbows in the future?"

Before I could answer, Qige saw some clues from the blueprints, and asked with a frown: "These blueprints are the kind of flame-throwing devices that those orc warriors took out during the last Battle of Trum. ?”

I nodded, and said honestly: "That's right, the great scientists of the goblin family have integrated the wind magic pattern circle and the mechanical hydraulic device into one, and developed the flame injection device. I followed the parts drawn on the drawing, Made a few at the smithy, and it worked out pretty well."

The corners of Qige's mouth were slightly raised, and a beautiful arc appeared on her rosy lips, and she said proudly: "Then you have to rely on the corpse oil that my old lady provided you?"

Then he said to me: "Is there any finished product? Show it out. Who can understand such an abstract drawing? If this drawing is not stored in your magic pocket, if it is exposed to the air for too long, the whole drawing will be destroyed." It's almost completely decomposed, haven't you noticed that these texts and patterns are getting lighter a little bit?"

Although the bright eyes of the Prince of Wales were almost glued to the blueprint, I rolled up the blueprint and stuffed it into the magic pocket, smoothing the wrinkles on the magic pocket under the reluctant eyes of the Prince of Wales.

Afterwards, the Prince of Wales looked expectantly again, and asked me, "Didn't you say that there is still a finished product? Can you show it here?"

Now that I talked about Hextech's blueprint and showed it, I certainly wouldn't refuse it.

When I put the complete set of flame-throwing devices on the coffee table one by one, although the Prince of Wales had some mental preparations, facing the seven steel pipes tightly bound together and coated with a layer of magic mithril, The flame-throwing device engraved with countless wind-attributed magic circles showed a very surprised expression in its eyes.

(End of this chapter)