Vol 8 Chapter 939: Batty village chief

Iscar turned to look at Roddy: "What does the Prime Minister think?"
"Materials are very important for military industry. I agree that we should lay a solid foundation for now." Roddy's mouth is full of nouns, but he is ecstatic-the R & D efficiency of the Dragon is faster than Elson's magic research department Much more, in other words, at present, Roddy's most powerful R & D department is no longer in Elsen, but these dragons in the Hercino Magic Tower and Dragon Tower.
The other dragons didn't feel that they were being used, and Iskal was eager to try it. He raised his hand and sorted out the test bench in front of him. "What are you waiting for? Let's start with heat resistance!"
Seeing that their vigorous R & D has developed the metal characteristics, Rody left the laboratory with a few words—the research and development of this basic material is actually very boring. Even the Dragons do not avoid a lot of repetitive experiments.
"Hope you can find the right formula before getting bored ..."
Roddy thought so, and went downstairs to walk around the middle-level administrative office area. The temporarily elected officials are processing the information submitted here. In the current kingdom, the most capable people are not the nobles, but their stewards. So these stewards became the main members of the first "civil servants".
He glanced casually and confirmed that they were going to practice archery after confirming that they were working efficiently. Suddenly someone from the Intelligence Department came to report a message: Rowling wanted to take the civil service screening exam.
Rowling was the daughter of Charles II and was once the princess of this kingdom-but now she is just an ordinary girl in a civilian house. After the ascension ceremony, the life of the pardoned imperial family is actually not limited. Roddy gave them a piece of land, and also served as servants with those servants who were left behind at the palace. Some people cultivate in the fields, and some people take care of them. As long as they don't lie down and wait to die, their future life will definitely not be worse than the local nobles.
Of course, their family lives under the surveillance of the intelligence service. As long as they are safe and secure, Roddy guarantees that they can live a peaceful life. If they plot other things, they will not be polite. For months, intelligence showed that they did not have the courage to do anything. Charlie II died of drunken life all day long, but the queen and several sons became self-reliant, and among them Rowling worked harder than others.
Now, in order to recruit talents, Roddy has started the trial of the "Civil Servant Examination" test to select suitable "civil servants". This method is unheard of for most people, so most people have a wait-and-see attitude , There is no active registration phenomenon.
Roddy is not anxious about this, after all, there is a process for the migration of Li Xinxin, but he did not expect that at this time, the girl Rowling dare to stand up and sign up.
Her identity is sensitive, but it is because of this sensitivity that Roddy immediately replied after a short hesitation: "Do not interfere and keep her safe."
When Roddy was thinking about governing the country, Linnis Village in Jingyu Forest seemed like another world.
There is no such spacious and comfortable wooden house as Elsa Village, but the traditional tree house structure of wooden elves is retained. The residents of the Wood Elves were all wearing simple clothes. In November, when the weather was getting colder, many Wood Elves were blushing in the cold wind and couldn't stop talking.
However, the faces of the villagers did not look sad, because Brudy left a lot of food and meat when he visited here. If you save some food, it is basically enough for them to spend the winter safely. And the hunting team in the village is no longer what it used to be-the young wood elf who always returned empty-handed, can now return with a load every time he goes out, and sometimes even bring back the carcass of a large tiger and leopard.
"Remember ... we can save us, only we wood elves themselves!"
The village head of Batty was speaking to the young hunting team in front of him. The latter looked firm and answered loudly, "Yes!"
"You are the strongest fighters. Don't fear any enemy."
It was said that the hunting team had just picked up today's harvest, and the head of Batty Village returned to his tree house. He was a teenager younger than Brudy and did not look old. After entering the room, he pointed with a finger, and a humble wooden board array in the center of the room lit up a bright blue light.
If you look closely, you can find a small magic crystal inlaid on this wooden board. Under the light, a large black book on the other side of the house was particularly conspicuous.
"Only strength is eternity ..."
He whispered a high-elves quiver, and then flipped through a note on the bedside.
"It's their arrogance that caused them to fail. Now we ... will not."
Mayor Batty's expression was serious, and he acted like a ritual. Then began to read it carefully. In the process, he continued to practice spells, but now the head of Batty Village is no longer using the "natural" magic he once controlled. All the spells are condensed and dissipated with a faint blue light.
After several hours of repeated practice like this, the head of Batty Village walked out of the wooden house, and the prey brought back by the hunting team had been dealt with, and the rich scent of meat floated throughout the village. It wasn't until Barty said that the meal was opened, and every family had divided the broth and started to eat.
Not long after, there are other wooden elves outside the village to visit. These are the wooden elves who come to "learn" from nearby villages. They brought food and a portion of iron ore as a reward, and then the seven or eight young men began to learn magic under the teachings of the village with the village's original hunting team.
"boom!"
The explosion sounded one after another. The wooden elves who had just studied magic for a few months calmly looked at the broken wooden target in front of them. The spattered fragments burst more than ten meters away. When they fell to the ground, the smell of burnt paste was extremely pungent ~ EbookFREE.me ~ live! This is power! You control the power in your own hands! "
The head of Batty Village holds a magic crystal that is radiating power. The surface of the spar has a large crack. According to the reason, the magic crystal in this state often explodes directly. But in his hands, the violent and unstable energy seemed to be domesticated, and under his control, he became an element under his command.
"We must always be ready for the shock of the spirit, and we can only survive by gnawing our teeth ... otherwise, we are no different from pigs."
The words of the village chief of Batty were obviously not what he had come up with, because the word "pig pimple" used High Elven. In total, more than twenty young wood elves should be loud and excited, and at the same time training more hard-these magic apprentices are now able to skillfully cast, they did not learn the "dust", "hand of the wizard" The low-level spells used at this time are all offensive spells, and are powerful.
The targets assembled by the wooden sticks are arranged in a row on the open space. The shabby wooden elves are somber, chanting aloud, and at the same time releasing the energy released by the magic crystal in their hands ... After a round of bombing, the original was full of vegetation. The vacant lot is full of scorched black, and no grass grows.
"Magic Crystal" is a rare object, but they have a hand here, as if there is no shortage of money at all.
The village chief Batty has been training until it is dark to let them rest. After such a busy day, his energy is still vigorous, and he returns to the hut to continue his magic study. It wasn't until the early hours that he fell asleep holding this note.
The update in the last few days has been very weak, because of the seriousness of Cavinka, which is now almost in the state of no archives. I hope that I can smooth it out in a few days. There are too many things to consider in writing later, and my head can't be turned.
(End of this chapter)