Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 1098 Perception is a big problem
“If, by then, someone actually dares to oust you,” Lori sneered, “then he’ll probably get to see the Snow Maiden’s true power.”

Mar was confused for a while before suddenly turning his head to look north: "Huh? He can already create snow women?"

That was the ultimate move of the high-level Ice Priest: summoning the illusion of a snow maiden, creating a snow disaster within a radius of twenty miles, and condensing countless level 10 snowmen.

Although these snowmen are only half as powerful as knights of the same level, or even less.

But that is endless.

Moreover, as long as the priest has enough power, the snowman can be regenerated even if it dies.

This is the most terrifying aspect of the Church of Ice.

The Ice God Temple has never needed the Ice Dog King's protection.

The twelve high priests were enough to send the people of the Icefield Kingdom fleeing in panic.

The reason why the Church of Ice has achieved nothing for so many years is that they themselves do not know what they are doing... Whether they listen to the orders issued by the Lord of Ice or not, they will suffer the same fate.

The only way is to play the fool and be even more radical than the one who gave the order.

When the Lord of Ice finally regained his senses and looked back, he discovered that his followers were either insane or reckless, and even the High Priest had gone mad.

But he couldn't do anything about it, and he couldn't even blame his subordinates who were driven crazy by conflicting orders... Could he deny that they were also himself?

Even though everyone now knows that the Goddess of Rain did something to him, he can't deny that those commands were issued with his divine power!
Therefore, the Lord of Ice can only try to promote a new High Priest.

However, he also possessed the protective nature of a dragon, and it was impossible for him to abandon his original followers who weren't quite right in the head.

Then, he simply assigned all the new high priests to the territories of those Ice Nobles.

Most importantly, he also sent the one he valued most to the bottom of the cliff.

If something happens in the Ice Kingdom that catches the Lord of Ice off guard, or if the Lord of Ice falls into a deep sleep again due to turmoil, then he hopes that Lori can protect this last remaining heir.

The dimensional space, especially one filled with the power of ice, wasn't given away for free.

The reason why the Great Cliffs have not been taken seriously by the King's army in recent years is because everyone knows that the commander on the other side is simply looking for Lowry as a lifeline.

Between the White Dragon Lord of Qingfeng Territory and such an Ice Priest, who would dare to become the Great Cliff Commander without Lori's approval?
If he didn't know what was going on, why would Lowry want to renovate the military camp to perfection and make it exactly to his liking?

Chesca was unwilling, but he felt that sooner or later, Mal and Komran would be unable to continue.

Therefore, it is enough to let this military camp operate perfectly for two or three hundred years. There is no need to make it a perfect example of a fully cyclical system that can exist indefinitely as long as it is not broken.

Only a fool would give money away to someone else!
From now on, the royal army will definitely send people to guard this place again!

Lily would never waste resources training a knight order she has no use for.

She had already been very lenient, telling Lowry not to push her luck... Lowry might not care about these resources, but these things couldn't be sent out with Chesca's signature.

Her brilliance over the years cannot be ruined like this.

If word gets out, people will just laugh at her for being a useless and stupid head housekeeper.

Of course, Lowry knew very well that Chesca did this to save him resources.

He's not so ungrateful.

Furthermore, although he earned all those things, Chesca also put in a lot of effort in counting, organizing, and even moving them.

Lowry stared at the five-story fortress built against the cliff for a while before asking, "Mar, Comran, how about we leave you a white fortress?"

Komran, who had been cautiously watching Mar being scolded, immediately shook his head vigorously: "Blue is fine! We're used to blue barracks."

The reason why the name "Green Maple Territory" is recognized is because the territory is divided into sections using green maple trees from south to north.

Their former military camp was also surrounded by green maple trees.

Lori paused for two seconds before asking, "Is it for you..."

Comran immediately shook his head vigorously: "No~ no~ Young Master Lori, please don't add anything more!"

Mar also realized: "This place is not suitable for setting up a constant temperature magic array."

Of course, if you're rich enough, those things that aren't suitable can simply disappear... So, Lowry never sees those disadvantages.

He has plenty of ways to overcome this.

In Lowry's eyes, all of this was called adapting to local conditions... but normal people would never do it this way.

Seeing that Lori was about to speak again, Mal hurriedly said, "There's a magical greenhouse in the camp, enough to supply the entire camp with fruits and vegetables!"

Although it's not very large, given that their main logistical supply base is Green Maple Territory, this greenhouse can definitely meet most of their requirements.

They both knew about Chesca's anger a couple of days ago.

Having grown up following Chesca around since childhood, Mal and Komran would never dare to do anything that would provoke the boss's wrath.

Besides... Lowry's current plan has already dazzled Mar and Comran, making them deeply doubt whether they are worthy of him.

Otherwise, Mar wouldn't have been so stupid as to say something like that.

Of course, there was some hesitation. There was no other way; the one instructing them on military affairs was the old commander from before.

He was a ruthless character who had worked in both the royal palace and the king's army, and he taught them a lot of the subtle and understated methods used by nobles.

They dare not do it openly, but what about doing it secretly?

Although Lowry will definitely be furious and seek revenge after the incident, there are always people who think they can talk to anyone.

Or, he might believe that his powerful connections can calm Lowry down.

However, after confirming just how strong the opposing Ice Priestess was, Mal never considered it again.

No matter how luxurious and perfect a camp is, it will only be useless if there is an enemy outside that can directly change the weather.

Anyone with a brain wouldn't try to take this spot from them. The King's Army might even be hoping they can stay here forever!

"Shall we begin?" Penelope, who had been wandering outside admiring the scenery, nimbly slipped over. "I've never seen a magic circle modification of this level before!"

Mikhail also came over: "What do you need me to do?"

Lori thought for a moment, then pointed to the only place in the camp where ordinary servants lived: "You two tear that down."

Those houses had thick stone bricks in the middle and bark-covered planks of firewood on both sides, which could naturally keep the room warm. If a fireplace was lit, the room could be kept above zero degrees Celsius even in the coldest weather.

Anyway, these servants stay in the main building with its warm magic circle during the day and only come back to rest at night, so they can still survive.

However, Lowry never believed that it was enough for a person to just be alive.

He had lived through those days, so he understood that kind of numb desolation.

People can be divided into different classes, but there's no need to let people know in this kind of place that you're just a nobody.

Even if the warming magic circle covers this area, it would only cost an extra ten energy crystals per year.

Where is this tiny bit missing?
Moreover, if the cycle is done well, it is possible to draw most of the energy from the outside world.

This is exactly what he does best.

Therefore, there is no need for these so-called log cabins to exist anymore.

Lowry brought Mikhail and Penelope along just to broaden their horizons.

After all, modifying and expanding such a basic magic array requires extremely precise control of magic power and a profound understanding of the laws.

Being able to watch from the sidelines is definitely a rare opportunity.

However, since the child is so eager to help, Lori won't refuse... Who wouldn't like a hardworking and well-behaved child?
However, the magic array in the main building has undergone tens of thousands of years of repair and filling, and there may be a surge of magical power, so it is not suitable for children who are not careful to mess with it.

A log cabin is fine; there's no danger at all.

Lowry glanced at Mal and Comran: "You two go help."

“This way…” Mal asked with some concern, “Let me carry the heavy things!”

Lori shook his head and smiled helplessly: "I have to use the mage's method, I don't need you for now."

Just kidding, do you know what level his Mage Hand skill is at?
Reaching the pinnacle of achievement!
It can easily lift objects weighing several tons.

Lowry floated confidently and calmly to the top of the military camp and began to peel back the layers one by one.

Although it looks easy, it actually involves a lot of skills.

All the walls are covered with runes and have been imbued with magic over the years. If you're not careful when dismantling them, you could cause a small explosion.

It was only because Lori's magic was peaceful and stable, and she also possessed a bit of purifying power, and was strong enough to suppress everything, that she could open it so easily.

Penelope glanced at it enviously: "Wow, such stable mana fluctuations!"

Mikhail glanced at her: "You... you actually noticed?"

“Don’t underestimate me!” Penelope said unhappily. “I may not be able to do everything perfectly, but Lori’s magic is as stable as a frozen lake. If there are any fluctuations, they will be easy to see.”

Most people's magical fluctuations, no matter how subtle, are like ripples constantly forming on the surface of a lake in spring.

That's why I can't understand it.

Do you understand? "

“Of course I understand.” Mikhail stared at her. “Your description is very good, so I understand even less why the lake in spring would trouble you.”

Even if there are constant ripples on the water's surface, the ripples created by the wind are definitely different!

If he could see the fluctuations in magical power...

“I just don’t understand, no matter how much you explain.” Penelope replied casually.

Komran, who was demolishing the house, tugged at Mar's sleeve twice. The two looked at each other and walked to the wall, where they began to smash the wall with force.

Only a fool would try to mediate a sibling quarrel.

(End of this chapter)