Sword of Daybreaker

Amber’s mouth is always in a random state of under-drawing and extreme under-drawing. If it is normal, Gawain must have been slamming the Sword of the Pioneer to prepare the wall, but this time, he did not squash with Amber. .

Because his mood is really good.

He even had the mood to discuss some more serious questions with Amber: “Do you know the value of that magic formation?”

“How much value?” Amber blinked. In all fairness, the Miss Half-Elf was quite confident about his magical accomplishments—she believed that she was ignorant in the relevant field, so she did not appreciate it. “I don’t even understand how many magic runes are used on it. How do I know how valuable it is…”

Gawain didn’t expect the other party to be so honest, and almost died suddenly, but it was better than the previous age. After the Internet Age, the poor people also saw it, so I quickly adjusted my mind: “So I will ask you in a different way. Magic becomes something that everyone can use, or everyone can ‘borrow’. How much value can this technology say?”

Amber suddenly stopped, and after half a minute she couldn’t believe it: “You mean… that magic formation can turn everyone into Magician? You shouldn’t be watching the sun too much in these two days. Sunburned?”

Gawain didn’t take care of the under-sucking part of the other’s words, but shook his head in a good mood: “It certainly can’t turn everyone into Magician, but it’s possible to get everyone into the Transcendent field. I guess Hetty is afraid. I don’t really realize the meaning of that form, it’s not just ‘a lame Spellcaster with a basic rune to assemble a large formion’ so simple, its biggest meaning is a breakthrough, a kind of ‘general use, universal, easy to use ‘On the breakthrough. In order to let yourself no magic innate talent daughter can also receive mana, that Wild Mage allows self charging formation can provide constant and adjustable mana output for any magic consumption unit, and before…World There is no such concept in any of the Archmagicians, because the Archmagicians have always used their own hands to complete the process.”

Amber feels a bit ignorant of Gawain’s thinking: “With your own power, you can control the mana freely. Isn’t that much better than the Wild Mage to achieve a similar goal with a huge formation?”

Gawain looked at Amber’s eyes: “Mountain giant ape can use the slap to shoot the brown bear’s head with no difficulty, but humans need a warhammer to do the same thing. Which one do you think is more powerful?”

Amber: “…oh?”

Gawain didn’t take care of Amber in horror and thought, but stood up and came to the tent door.

The treasure left by the nameless Wild Mage includes not only a magic formation, but also a large amount of research records he left in his notebook. As a “weak” who is extremely limited in his ability to cast spells, he has to use calculations and advanced concepts. To make up for his shortcomings, and his research notes have left this shadow everywhere. Gawain was deeply surprised when he first saw those things. He didn’t even believe that those things were a life. The people of the Middle Ages who were suppressed by the monks could leave.

Automatic operation, compatible transmission interface, “fool” external control, geometry based rune alignment, rune simplified formula…

If there is no broad vision from another World, in the opinion of most people of this world, these “crackers’ struggles” may be swept into the garbage, because any Spelccaster that reaches the middle rank can directly rely on various Enhanced magic skill to skip the steps recorded in the Wild Mage notes – they never thought about the whimsical thing of “not letting magic or magic innate talent be low and the others can control mana.”

Archmagicians who are wielding flames and thunders on their own might be fearful, but in Gawain’s view, until a crappy Wild Mage strips magic from a “personal innate talent” as a tool, freeing his hands. On that day, this mysterious and powerful skill was truly sublimated—it turned from a fist to a stick.

Just as humans tied stones to wooden sticks for the first time, using this rough warhammer to kill wild beast several times stronger than themselves, this is a leap.

Unfortunately, this world has gone through thousands of years and humans are still making warhammers.

Gawain felt that it was time to put the rocket booster on the warhammer…

Rebecca, who took the magical map and studied the construction of the original map, did not talk about it. On the third day when a large number of people finally arrived, Cecil’s land reclamation work was officially launched.

Food, food and shelter, food is the basis of survival, no matter how many Gawain’s minds are based on the multi-salt steamed steel and rocket-assisted hammers, he must first ensure that the people in the Feudal Territory are filled.

At Tanzan Town, I have already purchased enough food. King also promised the supply of grain and cloth in the early years of Feidal Territory, but these are just transitional. For long-term survival, self-sufficiency is a must – although using mines. Producing resources to buy food with the nearby Feidal Lord is not impossible, but as a Pioneer crossed over from the sky, Gawain has the most common obsessive-compulsive disorder in the days of the people –

No food flustered obsessive-compulsive disorder

Land reclamation! Kind of land! After going to the place, do you dare to sleep without first opening ten acres? I don’t have two vegetable gardens behind the base. I also say that I have a firm foothold? Since ancient times Pioneer Knight There is only one standard for long-term staying in Joan – that is to take out a field!

Of course, it is normal to have this idea, but in this World with extraordinary force, Gawain knows that he still has a lot to learn.

A very simple truth – after knowing that this world’s humans can use the power of rune to make iron with straw and fuel, who can guarantee that a pile of manure can be compared to the original local technology?

What’s more, in the absence of this World’s basic rules, Gawain is not sure how much of the Earth knowledge he remembers in his mind can work here, in case the microbial activities of this world are not based on the basic law…

But no matter what the details, the basic idea of ​​setting up the land first is always good.

Gawain came to the place where the wasteland was opened. Everything here is still in a very basic stage. Rebecca took a moment to take a look at the Big Fireball on the weeds and bushy wasteland to complete a perfect burnt. Today, the serfs began to deepen the land, so that the fertile grass ash was turned into the soil layer, and the stones mixed in the land were removed by the way.

Gawain was delighted to see that the system that he had commanded in advance was also implemented here – every few steps on the vast wasteland were inserted with a wooden token, which divided the entire reclamation into many even plots, and the people who worked Working within these plots, several groups of people are moving between the plots to prepare for the excavation of the ditches. On the edge of the reclamation area, a wooden shed was temporarily set up, and Hetty and several people stayed there to record the progress of the work and to register the tools and return of each group.

At the same time, there was a large pot in the wooden shed, and the lunch of the abandoned people was also solved near the shed.

The working people have already seen the appearance of Gawain’s – this “somewhat strange big noble Lord” always likes to sway on the noisy construction site, and also to find peasant people to talk, which made many people nervous and uneasy at first. But now it’s…

Tensions are still there, but they are discomfort but have faded a lot, especially after Gawain fulfilled the immediate promise of “all serious and hard-working authors can eat” and “extraordinary hard work”. The civilians and serfs on the Territory have gained a lot of trust and closeness to the new and famous Feudal Lord who has kept his promise.

Gawain went all the way through the busy labor scene and came to the wooden shed on the edge of the ground. Hetty was standing next to a dark-skinned farmer, who exchanged something seriously, while Knight Philip guarded. next to.

Gawain’s nearly two-meter block had a full sense of existence. He was just approaching, Hetty looked up and stood up, and the farmer who turned his back turned to see the Feidal Lord Lord, who hurriedly bent down. : “Feudal Lord Lord…”

“Don’t be nervous,” Gawain waved. “I just came to see the situation.”

Then he looked curiously at the person who looked like a farmer but was discussing the problem with Hetty: “Are you an expert in farming?”

In Loren Continent’s human lingua franca, “experts” and “scholar” are the same words. The farmer once called Gawain to call him, and suddenly he was nervous and afraid to put his hand: “How can I relate to those great people?” More than… I am just a farmer…”

“His name is Norris,” Hetty said. “It’s the farmer on the Feidal Territory. The craftsmanship of the land is very good. I asked someone to ask about the land reclamation and found him.”

Gawain looked up and down Norris’s eyes. This is a typical medieval peasant. His skin is dark, thin, his hands and feet are thick, his face is humble. He looks about forty or fifty years old, or older, but Gawain is not. Determined his true age – heavy labor and malnutrition make every civilian on Loren Continent prematurely aging, even though the humans in this world have more lifespan than the Earth in health, the average age of the nobility has reached From one hundred to one hundred and fifty years old (without the use of magic and other external forces to extend lifespan), the population of this world 90% is actually unhealthy, and many workers are already senile just in their twenties.

The civilians in the Cecil territory are at least able to maintain their food and clothing, and live longer than other civilians in the Feudal Territory, but the premature aging caused by labor cannot be avoided.

The farmer named Norris turned his neck a little nervously under Gawain’s sight and showed a humble smile.

But it was such a humble smile that Gawain gave a slight sigh.

How long has he not seen a smile on the face of the poor people in this world?