The Crystal Palace Plan of the Sinner Lord

He had already achieved division of labor and cooperation on his own without Caesar's reminder.

He was responsible for making the most delicate parts of the crossbow cart, while the larger parts of the crossbow cart were all handed over to the demons. In less than a week, a total of thirty crossbow carts were manufactured.

These ballistas are not castrated versions of those in Blackrock Village, but complete versions inherited from the dwarven craftsmanship. They may have been deliberately concealed in Blackrock Village to keep a low profile, but now that they have come to the demon territory, they don't need to consider so much.

Each crossbow cart is three meters wide and six meters long, and uses crossbow arrows that are five meters long and fifteen centimeters in diameter.

The bowstring of the crossbow is made of alloy steel wire with good elasticity. This kind of steel wire cannot be strung manually, and must be strung by an adult human or monster using a foot-pedal mechanism. The service life of the steel wire is also not high, and the crossbow will be scrapped after firing about a hundred arrows.

This also seems to be a kind of insurance measure taken by the old blacksmith.

To prevent Caesar from using these ballistae to attack human cities in the future.

Thirty ballistas were still a drop in the bucket for the spider demon's army, but combined with the reinforced catapults, they were already somewhat capable of fighting back, at least not as hopeless as before.

After that, the old blacksmith continued to make crossbows.

He did not play any tricks on Caesar in these aspects, because he knew very well that if he wanted to keep his apprentice alive as long as possible, he could not cut corners, otherwise the demons might find various reasons to deny the fruits of their labor and kill them at any time.

Caesar was not idle during this period.

Angela is a tough nut to crack. No matter what she does, there is no progress in the strategy, and even the rewards don't appear.

He was not discouraged. If this flower did not bloom, other flowers would naturally bloom.

He focused his attention on gaining Irene's favor. After unremitting efforts, he finally raised Irene's favorability to 145, and was only one step away from obtaining two gold-level combat skills.

He also came to Irene's room on time tonight to teach Irene magic.

Now the girls he trusted all had their own rooms, so they no longer had to worry about being seen by other demons when they were dressed coolly, and Caesar could get straight to the point every time he visited them...especially Shana and Cecilia, who would occasionally change into some exciting clothes to greet him.

Of course, according to Cersinati, this dress was not worn for Caesar to see. She just wanted to study the differences in pajama culture between elves, humans, and demons.

"King, we have found traces of the spider demon."

Standing on the terrace of the Red Castle, Xueyu reported to Caesar in a low voice: "They don't seem to have any intention of attacking. They are just stationed in the bushes below the Hot Wind Plateau. I guess they will send demons to visit us tomorrow."

"I understand."

Caesar nodded.

It was impossible for Gustav not to attack Sirocco Highlands. The other side's behavior was just giving a false impression, or they were simply fearless and didn't care even if they were exposed to the enemy.

"Do you look down on Ted Crazy Blood so much..."

Caesar shook his head helplessly.

When he turned around, Irene was already wearing a long corset dress, quietly waiting for him in the light of the magic lamp.

"Erin, today I will teach you how to speed up the transmission of magic power."

Chapter 160: Irene's Magic Learning II (Revised)

For a mage, the speed at which magic spreads is only related to magic affinity and mental strength, while the speed of releasing magic involves the above two and the proficiency in magic.

Therefore, increasing the speed of magic power transmission is just a false proposition.

However, Irene didn't know all this. Her knowledge of magic was limited to a magic book and a magic notebook of a fourth-level wizard. The things discussed in the book were relatively hardcore and did not cover much common sense.

So she really thought that Caesar wanted to teach her how to increase the speed of magic transmission today.

Now her understanding of magic has reached a bottleneck. If she wants to continue to improve her strength, she must either undergo systematic teaching or make breakthroughs in other areas.

...

Today Irene wore a beige dress, with a light pink vest faintly visible underneath. There was a heart-shaped opening on the chest. Under the dress were long legs in white S-stockings, and a pair of black leather shoes on her delicate feet. The clothes were also supplies collected from the town of Bona. The styles of the clothes from the tailor shop and the nobles' homes were all very new, and they fit the girls well.

These clothes were all brand new and picked out by Caesar, while the old ones were stored in the warehouse of the Red Castle as materials.

Caesar sat on the edge of the bed and waved to Irene.

The dim light cast a layer of ambiguous soft light on the two of them.

"Come sit in my arms first, and I will show you how to increase the speed of magic power transmission."

Irene felt a little strange.

It seems that magic teaching should not be carried out in this way.

Although Caesar took advantage of her from time to time in the past few days, he did teach her a lot.

Today should be a normal teaching day... probably.

Apart from a little confusion, there is more anticipation.

She snuggled into Caesar's arms and nestled in his lap like a docile cat.

Before the other party did anything, she already looked like she was drunk, with a red face, like a little white rabbit being thrown into the mouth of a wolf.

"Mr. Caesar, why do we have to learn magic transmission in this way? We can go sit on the stool..."

Although she said this, Irene felt sweet in her heart.

Behind me is a warm and broad chest, and on my waist there is a hot hand.

That hand seemed to have magical power, and just the touch made her heart palpitate.

Due to the influence of the Fire Crystal Mine, the temperature in Hot Wind Highlands is not low at night.

In just a short while, sweat appeared on her forehead and her dress was soaked with sweat.

"Mr. Caesar... I, I feel a little hot..."

"do not move."

With a hand holding her waist, Irene could only look up at Caesar pitifully.

"It's hot, feel the flow of the fire element!"

"How is it? Did you feel it?" Caesar seemed to have some hidden meaning in his words, and Irene blushed.

This should be a very shameful thing, but I feel joy in my heart. In the joy, I feel like I am soaking in a hot spring, as if there is heat spreading throughout my body, activating all the cells in my body.

Gradually, my consciousness became a little hazy.

She had forgotten that her main task tonight was to learn magic.

I just want to immerse myself in Caesar's warm embrace.

Irene's condition was within Caesar's expectations. Her occasional moans that sounded like crying or joy made his heart flutter, and he couldn't help but want to bully her even worse.

There are also differences between Irene and Shana in this respect. Shana always gives people a temperament that cannot be bullied. She looks pitiful, which makes people want to pity her.

Caesar looked at the delicate beauty in his arms.

Unconsciously, Irene had been completely raised to be a girl who was only compatible with him, even though he had not taken the final step yet.

From a girl who was afraid of him, hated him, and could not accept him, she gradually fell for him and became a rose that bloomed only for him. Is there anything more exciting than this?

"You have to feel magic before you learn it..." Caesar kissed Irene's cheek: "Do you feel it?"

Heat was rising around, as if the fire element was active.

She slightly opened her eyes, looked at Caesar's face, and said in a trembling voice: "Feel, feel it... The staff is very hot, and the crystal core on it seems to be about to explode..."

"You have followed me for a long time. At the beginning, I said that you were the destined one. Do you still have doubts now?"

"No... I am yours..."

"Then do you still remember your childhood sweetheart? The knight's squire Kate, hehe~" Caesar deliberately embarrassed the girl and made a nasty laugh.

"Hmm... Why did Mr. Caesar mention that bastard again..." Irene blushed and lowered her head. The fact that she had liked Kate had almost become her dark history. She seemed to have given up on herself and let Caesar make fun of her. She moved her body, slightly turned sideways, gently licked and kissed Caesar's chin, and murmured: "Mr. Caesar, Irene wants to feel more magic..."

"How do you want to feel?"

"Can you... kiss me first..."

Favorability was rising, just as Caesar had expected.

Naturally, he would not miss this tender opportunity.

He leaned over and tasted the girl's sweet lips.

The fragrance of steaming sweat surrounds my nose, and the blood in my body is roaring and boiling.

"Mr. Caesar, I want you to teach me how to increase the speed of magic transmission~" Irene suddenly smiled playfully: "Besides this, you are not allowed to do anything else."

"Okay, no problem." Caesar took out his fire wand and said, "But you have to think clearly. The process of learning magic is very hard. It is inevitable to shed blood and tears. You may not be able to bear it."

As a wizard, if you want to teach, you should give it your all. Only by using weapons that inspire the fire element can you unleash the greatest power of fire magic.

"You will protect me, right?"

The moment finally arrived, and Irene couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Caesar's fire magic has reached an extremely high level, and his magic wand is a legendary weapon with unparalleled power. She, a mere wizard, may not be able to withstand the impact of the flames, and she would die if she is not careful.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Caesar reached out and touched Irene.

Adaptive transformation is turned on.

Minimize the risks of learning magic.

Even when she waved the wand, Irene still felt a sharp pain, and blood flowed out of the wound. She raised her swan-like neck with a pale face, took a deep breath, and bit her red lips tightly, trying her best not to scream.

This is the pain that must be experienced when learning magic.

Only by enduring these pains can one finally become a mature mage.

Irene knew this all too well.

But she couldn't understand, if learning magic was so painful, and she was relatively prepared, how could such a petite Shana withstand the impact of fire magic?

Could it be that Shana has a special physique?

This is because adaptive renovation will not be effective in undeveloped areas.

After all, it is a necessary structure, but once broken it will fit perfectly.

So soon, Irene had no time to think about these things, because she had to concentrate all her attention on calming her mind and not degenerate into a slave with only fire magic in her mind.

Chapter 161: Two Gold-level Combat Skills (Revised)

Caesar is already a wizard who is proficient in advanced fire magic. Although Irene has good talent in magic, she is just a rookie at best.

When she first started learning, she could barely keep up with Caesar's pace and experience the joy of learning magic. However, as time went on, the high intensity of magic learning gradually became difficult for her to sustain.

Faced with Caesar's high-intensity teaching, she finally became scared.

"Mr. Caesar, stop, stop for a moment... There has to be a limit to learning..." Her voice was trembling with tears:

"I only have so much mana left. I can't absorb any more fire elements..."

"You haven't learned it at all." Caesar pointed at Irene with his fire staff and reminded her, "There are abundant fire elements on my staff. You must do your best to absorb these fire elements. Only in this way can you increase the speed of your magic transmission. Don't always let me actively infuse it into you, otherwise you won't improve! In addition, your magic reserves can only continue to increase with regular exercise. You will need more special training in the future~" He glanced at the girl meaningfully.

Irene was in tears.

She understood what Caesar said, which encouraged her to learn on her own initiative.

But she was really tired now and didn't want to move at all.

"Okay, can you be a little more flexible?"

She asked weakly, sniffling.

"Now Shana is already a second-level priest. She can absorb light elements very well every time~"

"Woo..."

"Absorbing magic power is an instinct. She can absorb a lot every time. The magic power naturally increases very quickly."

"Woo..."

"And..."

"I, I can do it myself!" Irene didn't want to hear Caesar say anything else.

Although she and Shana have a good relationship, Caesar is now teaching her magic, but he always mentions Shana, which makes her somewhat unhappy. Besides, Shana, who is so petite and delicate, can do it, so can she. Isn't it just absorbing magic power?

She took a deep breath and tried her best to absorb the fire element.

Even though beads of sweat covered his forehead, he gritted his teeth and persevered.