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Chapter 234 The Sacrifice of History Does Not Distinguish High or Low

Orthodox mages will conduct a certain amount of physical training. After all, throwing fireballs must be accurate. Of course, this speed should not be too much. Industrial mages are "putting the cart before the horse". From "learning more advanced magic to defeat the opponent" to "how to use low-level magic to defeat high-level magic", he went completely astray.

"If high-level magic can be defeated by low-level magic, how can it be called high-level magic?" There must be such doubts raised by a mage.

"Then I killed you with a suffocation technique while you were sleeping, can that prove that advanced magic is useless?" Brian said angrily, "I'm talking about making use of strengths and avoiding weaknesses, and avoiding head-to-head, not that advanced magic is useless !"

After the first encounter with Mage Loscher, many mages believed that Brian's development strategy was still effective. After all, practice was the only criterion for testing the truth. Their usual physical training had a great effect in actual combat.

"I find it strange." The young sorcerer who murdered his master said in confusion, "How should I put it, the actions of those Loser sorcerers seem to be cooperating with us, why are they so stupid... Alas!"

The middle-aged mage who slapped the young man on the back of the head said angrily: "That's because we were also them once, and we know it too well!"

"Oh." The young mage rubbed his head in a daze, "Really?"

"How can a little guy like you understand... Sigh!" The middle-aged mage sighed, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, exhaled the smoke and said with a vicissitudes of life, "Do you think Mage Luoxie is stupid? No, they are outdated. Outdated people always look stupid. Do you think it is stupid for mages to salute before a battle? No, both mages are pursuing higher-level magic to determine the outcome with one blow. Limited, what if both sides run out of magic slots and someone else takes advantage of it? Well, since the outcome is limited to one spell, of course the higher the level, the better. Does the higher level of magic require more time to chant spells? So, this extreme The unreasonable salute is nothing more than the two sides trying to find a way to say a spell secretly, do you really think it's a silly polite?"

"Oh—totally unexpected." The young mage's eyes widened, "Then keep quiet?"

"Don't you concentrate when you recite the spell?" The middle-aged mage said while puffing out smoke rings, "Keeping quiet is necessary for both parties."

"We don't need it," said the young mage.

"That's because we all use level [-] and level [-] magic, and the spells are short and require little mana power. You can cast them instantly, right?" The middle-aged mage said with a look of resentment, "Instant cast Why do you want to be quiet, of course the louder it is, the better it is for us!" At this point he stopped, then suddenly turned around and yelled at a female mage not far away, "Stop playing the suona, it's all over, it's too noisy !"

The female mage slowly removed the suona from her lips, her eyes were cold, and the middle-aged mage's face turned blue, turning around and not daring to look at each other.

"There is also contempt for power. It turns out that it does make sense. No matter how powerful the power is, it is still vulnerable to magic. The reason why we broke this law is because of the magic-breaking steel plate armor. Not only the plate armor, but also the arm crossbow And all kinds of small tools, mainly rely on the magic steel."

The young mage agreed with this point, touched the plate armor on his body and said happily: "Yeah, why haven't I heard of such a good thing before!"

A cold snort came from behind, and Brian said "Because there are too many idiots" as he walked slowly past.

Brian is an orthodox mage, but a rebellious student and years of wandering made him have a different understanding of the world. Knowing the "truth of magic" made him have a knot in his heart about the so-called "orthodox", and he had The idea of ​​leaving the Mage Association was just because of a small incident: a young mage who had just joined the Mage Association didn't know Broken Magic Steel.

The Devil-Breaking Steel was invented by the Middle Kingdom many years ago, and it was "bought" by Tanbunita for a patent. Brian knows this best, but most mages only know that Tanbunita created the Magic-Breaking Steel This extremely "expensive" "magic item".

This cognition is not beyond the common sense of mages, and no one has ever questioned it. Although Brian despises it in his heart, he doesn't have any special feelings, until a little mage holds a broken magic steel ring with a frustrated face.

"The teacher is too stingy." The little mage is a gluttonous eater. He and Brian formed an alliance of eaters. They often look for delicious food in Crandall, and they are familiar with it after coming and going. "This is a very rare thing. It can resist magic and not It needs to consume magic bits, I really don’t know how to use it, but it’s quite valuable, it costs a hundred krams for such a small one, so let’s sell it.”

Brian glanced at it, and immediately noticed the special pattern of Damascus steel. At the same time, he was shocked that the little mage's teacher actually took this thing as a reward.The correct usage of the magic-breaking steel is to make it into a shield or armor, which can only protect against magic, and it is completely useless to make it into a ring!

In Brian's impression, although Tanbunita has greatly increased the selling price of the Demon-Breaking Steel, it is not so rare. He made a special investigation out of curiosity and found an even more shocking fact: the Demon-Breaking Steel became a rarity.

Demon-breaking steel itself is an industrial product, and the raw materials are not difficult to find. Although the steelmaking method has requirements, as long as you are proficient in large-scale distribution, it is not a problem at all. It is such a simple thing that has become "" in the hands of Tanbunita. Rarity"?

Bryan remembered that Cecil put magic-breaking steel collars on both the pet wolf baby and the magic elk Carrow...

In fact, Tambunita's strategy has not changed much from the past. High prices, low production, speculation to death, and finally turned an ordinary industrial product into a rare magic item. Completely close the production site and reject any assistants, for fear of being imitated by others, this practice further reduces production.

Thanks to the "blessing" of such a vicious cycle, before the "Princess Calamity", the national production of magic-breaking steel in Tanbunita was less than one-tenth of that of Moon City. This is because a small amount of equipment was secretly produced in the Middle Kingdom case.

This is supposed to be the help of the mage, something that adds wings to magic!

During the investigation, Brian also discovered an amazing inside story: this strategy of Tambunita was reached after discussing with the Mage Association. The teachers of the Mage Association bought the broken magic steel at an internal price and cast it into various equipment Awarded to the students.A magic teacher must give benefits to the students. It is indeed a burden for some mages whose income is weak, but the teacher has great control over the students. It is such a good thing if they only want to have rights but not obligations!

The students didn't know it, and found the price of the broken magic steel in the market, thinking that the teacher gave a good thing, but it was actually worthless. If it was armor, weapons or utensils, it would have some practical uses, such as the magic broken steel ring. Things are completely useless garbage, and it is useless to rebuild after melting. If you use magic, you will lose the greatest anti-magic properties of the magic-breaking steel.

Angry, Brian approached the president of the Magic Association who was deeply involved in the "God of Magic" scandal at the time, and asked about breaking the magic steel, and got the following reply——

"I see, you go back and wait for the notice."

Bryan knew at that moment that the Magic Association was "dead". The former Magic Association, which was full of vitality and desire to explore, only left a bottomless bureaucracy and corruption. Therefore, it happened that he led several mages out of the Mage Association and fell into Events in the Middle Kingdom.

Of course, Brian Langdon's name doesn't have much appeal, but when all the top executives of the Magic Association are deeply involved in scandals, the student Langdon Chris and the Middle Kingdom, which has developed too rapidly in recent years, are still attractive to some extent. He even brought in several members of the Presbyterian Church of the Legal Association.

Today, this group of industrial mages successfully defeated Luoxie's mage group by surprise, and won a precious first victory.

The gate of Maibei Valley opened, and the security team rushed out. A group of young men brought body bags, sand, buckets and mops. The ground of the square was composed of marble, red bricks, cement, and of course grass. It was not easy to clean it.

"Let's go! Let's go!" shouted the guard boys, "Hurry up!"

The industrial mages hurriedly searched the corpses, took away useful things, put on the damaged plate armor, helped up the companion who was crying and howling in pain after the adrenaline disappeared, and quickly moved to the city, and they did not need to do the rest Worry about it.

This battle has never happened before, if there is any similarity, it will be killed.

"Sir, what should we do if we encounter such a situation in the future?" The young mage asked the middle-aged mage beside him while running, "I mean the same mage as us."

"Are you stupid?" The middle-aged mage glared, "Of course we turned around and ran away. We are long-distance, understand? Long-distance! How can you fight without soldiers as cannon fodder in front? Who is your teacher? The orthodox way of fighting for mages is Behind the warriors, the thieves are protecting and casting spells! You forgot such a simple thing? Crazy, what are mages doing single-handedly with people?"

The little mage who was scolded all over his face suddenly realized: "That's right, the teacher said that too!" He paused, "No, then why should we fight the mage one-on-one?"

"Because the woman on the other side thinks we are mages!" The middle-aged mage couldn't run any longer, and looked enviously at the young mage's blushing and panting.

"Huh? Aren't we mages?" The little mage was confused again.

"When the other party talks to us about magic, we have to talk about industry with them, and when the other party talks to us about industry, we have to talk about magic, understand?" Using it in the power technique, seeing his expression when he uses the fireball technique is flattering, "We are industrial mages!"

"I still want to change my name." Cecil, who was far away in Moon City, switched back and forth between nervousness and boredom, "Industrial Mage always makes people feel confused."

"The names you gave are not very good." Russell complained, "For example, Moon City, why is it called Moon City? We are not close to the moon, and it is not very good to see the moon here, so the reason why you named it is What?"

"My original name contained..." Cecil's voice faltered, his original name really didn't have a moon, "Anyway, there is some reason."

Russell rolled his eyes and slapped a notebook in front of Cecil: "This year's budget."

"It's much thinner." Cecil said happily, and was dumbfounded as soon as he opened it. After turning through several pages, he said, "I don't understand."

"Double-entry bookkeeping and triple-entry bookkeeping are very useful." Russell said with a smile, "Ochs also said it is very convenient."

Cecil looked at the account book and then at Russell, and said with a blank face: "Who taught you?"

"Your Majesty the Paper God." Russell said, "I have to say that the God of Civilization in your hometown is really great and wise. Do you think there is anything else that needs to be revised in this ledger?"

Cecil bowed his head and flipped through it for a while, only to feel that every word and grid knew each other, and he couldn't read it together. He silently closed the book and said, "Have you added the tobacco-related budget?"

"Is it necessary?" Russell asked, "Are you still experimenting with that thing? I tried it, and it doesn't have the strong pleasure of drugs at all."

Of course you can't fucking compare with drugs!

Cecil was no longer stupefied, and immediately said: "This will have an effect similar to drugs but without the side effects of drugs. It doesn't need to use magic to eliminate the damage, and the fragrance is pleasant and has a refreshing effect."

After saying this, Russell immediately understood, took out the notebook and said, "Okay, I'll add it."

The discovery of tobacco was brought by the fugitives from Tambunita. Cecil heard a tip that someone was selling ancestral tea at a night market stall. There was no sign of anyone, and finally the police came to find him, and coaxed him back to Tanbunita to find the seeds.

On the earth, humans have used tobacco for a long time. The Mayans have left murals suspected of using tobacco. Indians are also famous for smoking. The image of Indians holding long pipes and wearing cloaks followed Hollywood's global dominance is well known.

Cecil had long been calm about finding tobacco, and said pretendingly: "Probably similar to silk."

As soon as the tobacco was launched, it was really popular. Cecil launched several types in one go, not only cigarettes, but also pipes and cigars to choose from, and several luxurious packages were designed by the Xiangqi family.

Today, the Xiangqi family is completely attached to the Central Kingdom, and the title of Mrs. Xiangqi has become exclusive to the lucky one who followed Cecil. After the whole family moved to the Middle Kingdom, she officially served as the head of the family. duty, to provide any service for any product of Middle Kingdom.

"As long as we can do it, please feel free to speak up." Mrs. Xiangqi said when leading the important family members to meet Cecil.

Cecil smiled and said, "What can't be done?"

"I will make things possible!" Mrs. Xiangqi proudly said, "It is the honor of the Xiangqi family to serve you!"

Cecil couldn't help sighing for a while, thinking of the scene of flattering Mrs. Xiangqi in order to sell soap more than ten years ago, he recalled it with embarrassment.

Tobacco has naturally spread to Grete in the Far East. Due to its geographical location, when the west was in a mess, Grete was still sitting on the Diaoyutai. A calm atmosphere, as for the Southern Continent, neither the east nor the west, the internal struggles are extremely enjoyable, and they will be separated for a while...

When Amber saw the tobacco, he immediately asked the seller to meet him. When the seller was happily dreaming of rewarding the tobacco, he accused it of being a thing of foreign civilization. He caught the seller by surprise and finally handed over all the tobacco for free.

Gretel bought a lot of goods from the Middle Kingdom. Of course, Amber knew and was very angry. He knew very well how profitable tobacco would be. Confiscating the tobacco from the merchants was just to vent his anger. He immediately ordered a nationwide smoking ban. No tobacco dealers are allowed.

Prevention in advance is also a good way, Amber thought so.

Regrettably, tobacco can be prevented, but people cannot. When the time entered June and the magic expo that was supposed to be held was postponed again, Amber received a completely incomprehensible message: "Great's army attacked Algeria. ?”

In Amber's impression, Algea is already in ruins. Although he once gave an order to hang Gallagher II, he canceled it after thinking about it, and generously sent a copy of Gallagher II's sudden death. He has always doubted the usefulness of the announcement of serious illness and mental disorder. After all, there is no direct communication between countries, and he has to go through various associations. He doesn't trust the Gay Knights, the Magic Association is deeply involved in scandals and cannot extricate itself, and only the Magic Road Forging Union is a little more normal.

The news released by Gretel only received responses from a few small countries, which made Amber even more disdainful of this form, and became more perfunctory in his handling of Tambunita, and finally made a "just to benefit Gretel" The order doesn't matter.

"Who attacked Algiers?" Amber asked blankly.

"You." The prime minister appointed by Amber said, this is already the fifth prime minister appointed after he took the throne, "Didn't you say that you want to destroy Tambunita?"

"No..." Amber really doubted himself for a moment, frowning and trying to remember whether he had said such a thing, but his brain was emptied by alcohol and sex, and he couldn't even remember what he ate last night. "I, did I say that?"

"Of course, Your Majesty." The Prime Minister said puzzledly, "You said that you want to truly bring Tambunita into Gretel's territory, so as to achieve Grete's grand plan and hegemony."

It's really like something I would say.

Amber glanced anxiously at the prime minister, but didn't see anything from that young face. Of course, he had repeatedly issued orders to all the members of the bloodline family, "No matter what the situation is, you can't hurt me, including mental and physical." With such an order, he would naturally not suspect that the other party was harming him, but the suspicion never stopped.

"How's the result?" Amber decided to come and be safe.

"Failed," said the Prime Minister dryly.

Amber fell into silence, and it took a while before he said mechanically: "Failed?"

"Yes." The Prime Minister said calmly, "Our army has already burned down the city walls of Algiers. When we destroyed the Might and Magic Gate, we were attacked by unknown people. The casualties of the army reached more than [-]%. It is really regrettable."

"Whose army?" Amber finally couldn't hold back and shouted.

"I don't know," said the Prime Minister.

Amber pointed to the prime minister's nose and said, "Don't lie!"

"I haven't." The Prime Minister puffed out his chest, with a calm face, "The identities of those troops are indeed unknown."

Amber brushed her hair unconsciously, and asked suddenly after a while, "Did those troops use magic?"

"Yes, not many." The Prime Minister said. ???? "It must be the Middle Kingdom!" Amber patted the seat, feeling her blood boil and her heart beating wildly, "I knew those two chairs would fuck me one day! Fuck!"

The ministers in the hall all lowered their heads and said nothing, only expressing their inner satisfaction in the occasional exchange of eyes.

Of course, Amber has quite a lot of control over the bloodline family, but there is no way to bypass these controls. The easiest way is to play with words. In this world where the law of wills is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, anyone with a little strength will study it carefully. Text to avoid ambiguity in future testamentary rules.

For example, the "unknown army" mentioned by the prime minister is very interesting. There are many explanations for the so-called unknown. The old monster's control over the bloodline family is not as tough and meticulous as the slave owner of San Bazaar. There are many loopholes to exploit. After all The relationship to each other is not slave and slave master.

Cecil, confused when he received Amber's scathing letter of reprimand, called Jory and asked, "Do we have anyone in Arge?"

"Of course not." Jory was equally at a loss, "If you mean smugglers..."

"No, it's the army."

"No, why did you send the army to the poor place in Algiers?"

During the dinner meeting, Cecil took out Amber's letter for discussion, while Langdon took out another letter: "It's from Alexander, asking about Mai Beigu."

Cecil immediately threw Amber's letter aside, opened Alexander's letter and asked, "Did he mention those mages?"

"No." Langdon said, "It seems that those mages really acted on their own."

"Fortunately." Cecil heaved a sigh of relief, scanned the letter with one glance and said, "I'm here to ask for Mai Beigu."

"It's so fast," Oakes murmured.

"Any news from Tifa?" Cecil asked worriedly.

Langdon shook his head solemnly: "Don't worry about it. If something happens to Wagner, he will die in the line of duty. This is an inevitable risk."

Cecil pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to eliminate the irritability in his heart. Langdon had repeated the condition that the ruler must not be merciful to him countless times, but he still couldn't cultivate a calm heart.

The door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and one of Jory's subordinates rushed in panting, "Will...uh, Your Majesty, good evening."

"Speak directly." Cecil said quickly.

"Great burned Algiers, and Gallagher II was hanged!"

Before Cecil could react, Guangshu rushed in again: "Your Majesty, Crandall launched an official appeal, inviting the Middle Kingdom and the Eight Great Powers to work together to uphold justice and sanction the invader Gretel!"

Cecil took a deep breath, and was about to speak after waiting for a while, when there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Tifa rushed in covered in blood: "Alexander has summoned the army!"