Fashen live room

chapter 503

Norman didn't look at the pond, or in front of Atrimisia, or anywhere else.

His gaze has been focused on Atrimisia's right hand.

To be precise, it was on the thin white wooden stick that Atrimisia held in her right hand.

On the surface, the thin white stick lay quietly in Atrimisia's hands from beginning to end, never moving, but Norman miraculously "saw" its movement.

It's breathing.

When Atrimisia said those spells, it was breathing, but in fact it didn't move, let alone breathe.

This is a very mysterious feeling, just like when Norman could not see or hear anything two days ago, he could suddenly feel the danger coming.

The normalized state imprisoned his body and closed his magical ability, but at the same time it seemed to open another magical door.

However, Norman's attention didn't just stay on the thin wooden stick. His attention was quickly attracted by the huge movement in front of him.

After Atrimisia's spell finished, there was an insignificant breeze blowing by the pond.

The breeze pushed the small stones on the ground and ran on the ground together with the broken soil, and where they passed, the ground cracked.

The speed of the ground splitting was very fast. In the blink of an eye, a crack of three to four meters was pulled out, and the ground trembled accordingly.

Norman could clearly feel the ground under his feet shaking, like an earthquake. If the shaking was stronger, he had no doubt that the current self would fall to the ground just like that.And with the shaking of the ground, a stone wall three to four meters wide suddenly drilled out of the crack in the ground, and plunged straight into the sky!

The stone wall rose quickly and stopped quickly.

When it rose to a height of about six or seven meters, its growth momentum stopped abruptly, as if someone had strangled its neck.This even creates an illusion, as if seeing the mud hanging on the stone wall fly upwards according to inertia, but in fact the mud is firmly attached to the stone wall and has not moved.

As the growth momentum of the stone wall came to an abrupt end, the ground finally stopped shaking and returned to its previous state of tranquility, continuing to bear everything in this world silently as it had remained unchanged throughout the ages, as if nothing had happened.

The earth can be regarded as nothing has happened, but the people living on the ground cannot.

Norman looked at the stone wall, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xiu, who had been chanting and delving into dragon language magic, had raised his head, and was looking at the abrupt stone wall in front of him, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

Ofelia pursed her lips tightly, looking at the stone wall for a while, and Atrimisia for a while, her eyes were stubborn and full of unwillingness.

pat pat
Messy and hurried footsteps sounded, and many people rushed to this side, because the campsites were all close to the pond, so these hurried people arrived at the scene soon.

"Lord Barton!"

"Where is the enemy?"

"Master Button, are you okay!"

……

The first ones to rush to the scene were Monroe and his slaves and Jacob, and it was Monroe and others who yelled.

The few of them looked serious, and as soon as they arrived at the scene, they immediately rushed to Norman's side, surrounded Norman in a tight way, and put their weapons in a stance—since the competition that day, after Norman and According to Jacob's negotiation, the weapons they borrowed that day belonged to them. For this reason, Jacob and Norman both shed a little blood.

Look at their posture, if an enemy really appeared, they would probably be able to rush forward immediately and chop the opponent into meat paste, and there was a reason why they were so nervous.

This is not because they are really loyal to Norman now, but because Norman said that they will be canonized as knights. The day of canonization has been arranged, and they are all looking forward to it now, so How could Norman be killed at such a time?

Anyone who dares to touch Norman at this time will be making trouble with them and the weapons in their hands!

In Norman's eyes, all of this made him show an expression of comfort, and he almost grasped his non-existent beard and sighed.

"Brave, loyal, these things are perfectly reflected in you, I am very moved!"

Norman's tone was weird, as if singing an opera: "If the honor of knights doesn't belong to such a warrior, who else can it belong to!"

These words could not be fully understood by these low-educated vulgar people, but the general meaning was still understandable—this was equivalent to Norman’s promise to confer knights on them again—which naturally made them All of them couldn't help but look joyful, and the tense atmosphere created by themselves relaxed a lot.

Norman said again: "But there is no enemy attack, the movement just now is just because Atrimisia cast a spell."

"Here, this is the one in front of you."

As Norman said, he stretched his finger forward, pointing to the extra stone wall on the flat ground.

While they were talking, some more slow-footed people rushed over one after another. Among them were the four tattooed slaves who didn't get the chance to be promoted and were eager to show that they wanted to get rid of their slaves. warrior.

When they arrived at the scene, they just heard Norman's words, and everyone involuntarily looked in the direction of Norman's finger, looking at the stone wall, and then many people turned their eyes to the stone wall. Atrimisia, who was holding her, had a look of surprise in her eyes.

The stone wall is so big, and it appears so abruptly by the pond, of course they have noticed it long ago, but everyone thought it was the movement caused by the sudden attack of the enemy, which is why Monroe and the others were so nervous , after all, their opponent might be a mage!
But they didn't expect that this spell was cast by Atrimesia!
Of course Atrimisia and the others know each other. They know that this is Lord Barton's maid, who possesses great power, especially Monroe and the others, who have a deep understanding of this.But no one could have imagined that Atrimisia is still a mage? !

Well, even though Artemisia is a mage as well as a mighty warrior, why is she casting spells all of a sudden?Is she trying to misbehave Lord Barton? ——Even the sorcerers who practiced the classics believed that the purpose of spells was to fight, let alone these civilians.In their minds, spells are like unsheathed swords on the battlefield, and blood must be seen when they come out, which is why Monroe and the others immediately reacted to an enemy attack when they saw the movement of spells.

This kind of thinking that "spells represent battle" is deeply rooted. Even though Norman has said it again, it still fails to reverse the inertial thinking of everyone present. Monroe and the others are still nervously guarding Norman, but the difference is that , their formation adjusted spontaneously, faintly facing the direction of Atrimisia.

grunt.

It was the sound of Harriet swallowing, so nervous.

Only those who have fought Atrimisia in person know how powerful this tall woman is, especially now that she can use spells, which makes her former defeated opponents even more afraid.However, their strong desire for knight status and their trust in the strength of their companions made them stand in front of Norman, and none of them backed down.

Norman took a look at the situation at the scene and found that he was still a little stiff and hadn't completely relaxed. Then he looked at the expressions of the people around him and almost guessed what was going on, so he said loudly: "Everyone relax, don't be nervous. Well, spells don't represent fighting and death, spells can also represent life and hope!"

Can spells still represent life and hope?
This is the question revealed by the expressions on everyone's faces.

"Atrimisia is just building a house for everyone. Look, how strong and thick this load-bearing wall is. The house built with this wall is much stronger than the wooden houses you built! The castle where the nobles live , can’t compare to a house built like this.”

Norman raised his arms and began his missionary work without end.

"And there is not only one house, and I am not the only one who can live in it. Since you have chosen me as your leader, I will be responsible to you. I solemnly promise here that the house built with magic will become more and more prosperous in the future. The more you have, as long as you perform well and make contributions, you will be able to live in such a house in the future! We will experiment bit by bit, implement, and distribute according to needs, so that the magic room will drive the magic room first, and then the magic room will eventually reach a common goal. There is a room!..."

It's a good thing that these natives from other worlds don't know Chinese history, otherwise, they might shout "Communism\Communism\ism is good!" in unison.

But even if they don't know "Communism", it doesn't prevent them from understanding Norman's words.

The tense members of Monroe finally relaxed, and everyone's eyes gradually brightened.

It never occurred to them that magic could be used to build houses!And judging from the stone wall in front of them, the house built by this magic is obviously much stronger than the wooden houses they are trying to build now.

In such a strange and dangerous place, safety is the first thing everyone considers, and a house built entirely with the stone walls in front of them is obviously a great guarantee for safety.The most important thing is, according to Lord Button, they may all live in such a house in the future!
Everyone present had bright eyes, full of longing and excitement.

None of them are mages, so it's only good if they have benefits, and they won't care about how damaging the dignity of a mage is from the perspective of a mage like Xiu - the dignity of a mage?That's none of their business.As for the time wasted on this, it's none of their business, and it's not their job to do it anyway.

They don't need to do anything, and they are promised to enjoy such power in the future, so can they not look forward to being excited?

Only Xiu's eyes were bitter. Obviously, even though he wanted to become a legend, his heart ached when he thought about the time he would waste.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the silent crowd.

"Patton! Patton!"

While other people were still looking forward to the beauty with stars shining in their eyes, Monroe had already shouted out loudly.

This guy's flattering attribute seemed to be out of control after it was developed on the day of the competition, and it has become more and more handy in the past two days.

With Monroe taking the lead, several tattooed slaves followed suit, and then everyone else joined in.

"Barton! Barton!..."

It's like a cult scene.

Norman didn't feel embarrassed at all, he just listened with peace of mind, but after listening for a while, when he saw Atrimisia standing quietly in front of the stone wall, his eyes moved, and he didn't know what he thought of. Suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

Under his shout, these people who called his name gradually stopped, and everyone looked at him with doubts, not knowing what he wanted to say.

"Find me some strips of cloth, at least this long and wide..."

Norman pulled Jacob over and gave him instructions, gesticulating while giving instructions.

He was held by Jacob and Lu Sien at the beginning. Although his status is higher than that of the other party in name, the dialogue between the two has always been negotiated. He has always been very polite to Jacob, and has always said " "Mr. Jacob", it is really the first time to directly order the other party to do things like now.

Jacob also felt a little weird in his heart, but he was indeed very interested in Norman's plan of "shared housing" and wanted to see the implementation of this plan. In addition, Norman's current strength has become more and more powerful. The stronger he is, the more he can only suppress the awkwardness in his heart for the time being, listen to Norman's instructions silently, and then go to work.

"You're good at it."

Just as Jacob turned and left, Lancelot's voice sounded in Norman's heart.

"Xiu has basically been suppressed. Now the only people who can threaten your status are Dempsey, Jacob and Rusien. Dempsey is nothing to fear, he is just an empty shell. Only Jacob and Rusien, after all, It's a factor of instability."

"You took advantage of today's situation and directly rode on the opponent's head. Under the guidance of the situation, he has no way to resist, so he can only acquiesce for the time being, but this acquiescence, in the eyes of other people, means that the superior and inferior have been divided, and this statement Once opened, it is extremely difficult for him to get back, and the general trend is set."

"The political situation has basically stabilized, and we are very pleased with your growth."

Glad?

Norman remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

However, under the current circumstances, it was really difficult for him to respond to Lancelot's words.

While he was silent for a while, Jacob had already returned, followed by a person holding the things he wanted.

It was some wooden poles, some white cloth, and some ink and brushes.

Norman took these things, put them on the ground, then filled the brush with ink, and drew patterns on the white cloth.

The patterns he drew attracted Xiu's attention, and he muttered words in a small, vague voice, which could not be heard clearly by others. In the end, it was Norman who finished writing, tied four pieces of white cloth on the wooden pole, tied them up, and then Stand upright, let Monroe and Derrick stand on both sides of him, and take one in each hand, while he stands in the middle, stroking his hands across the two pieces of white cloth, pointing and shouting nagging.

"Old Immortal Constellation, the mana is boundless, the blessings of immortals are eternal, and the longevity is equal to the sky!"

(End of this chapter)