MTL - Black Iron’s Glory-Chapter 22 the truth

Chapter 22 Truth

Don't say anything, continue to copy and decipher.

This will have a very urgent desire in Claude's mind to know what is recorded in the diary. Although this magic recipe is just a diary of a low-level wizard, there is no magic secret in it, but Crowder is I feel as if I am opening the fog of history and seeing the truth of history.

... Norman Magic Calendar August 20, 3341, sunny, a light rain in the evening.

In the evening, Davali brother came to me and asked me to accompany him to a place.

I didn't expect him to take me to the big camp of the transportation team.

What I can't think of is that he was greeted by us in the big account in the middle of the camp. He was the aristocrat who commissioned me to improve the musket. His name was Baron Regus O. Hill, which provided magic to the magic associations in various regions. It is no wonder that the largest supplier of stone can organize such a large transportation team.

Brother Davali hugged him tightly, and I never knew that their relationship would be so close.

He hopes that I can provide him with a very powerful explosive gunpowder, which is to combine the bursting magic crystal with the gunpowder barrel, and then use the rune to input the magic to explode. The power can be equivalent to the taboo of the nine-ring master. Magic - annihilate the explosion.

This is also the purpose of the Davali brothers to bring me to see him.

I refused his request, even if he said that he used the explosive gunpowder to mine.

He also took out the instructions of the Magic Deacon, which wrote the magic stones that he had to provide for the Magic Deacon in three years. The quota was astronomical. He said that he could not complete this task, because he did not have so much manpower and material resources, and he had the financial resources to complete it, so he thought of asking me for help. He hoped to use this kind of gunpowder to reduce the loss of manpower...

I don't believe his guarantee at all. Five years ago, he hoped that I could provide an alchemy project that didn't require the Master's cooperation. The ordinary blacksmith could also complete the musket manufacturing process through forging. I broke down the manufacturing steps of the musket, improved the forging formula and manufacturing process of the barrel, and also made the rifle reach a range of two hundred meters according to his requirements...

I was convinced at the time that this kind of musket would become a self-defense weapon for ordinary people to deal with wild beasts in the mountains, as he said. But now the musket has flooded the Faurea continent and has become the most threatening weapon for the Master.

I finally understood why he asked the gun to reach a range of two hundred meters...

Yeah, why does the rifle have a range of two hundred meters?

There is also doubt in Claude's mind, but he is very excited now, because he saw the name of another famous historical figure in the diary of this page. Baron Regus O. Hill.

The name is recorded in the book about the history of the Faurea continent. He is the leader of the Brotherhood. He established the fraternity, an underground organization against the evil magician, and set off an uprising storm against the evil wizards across the continent. After he led the people of the mainland through eight years of hard work, they finally expelled the evil magicians from the Faurea continent, and established the Armstrong dynasty of the Faurea continent, and sealed the three thousand nobles to guard the mainland. Everywhere...

However, the history book says that Regus O. Hill is a stonemason leader. He did not say that he is a nobleman. He did not say that he is the largest magic stone supplier in the whole continent... It seems that many historical truths are buried in time. In the long river...

Claude wanted to continue to copy and decipher the eleventh diary, but he did not go to the sun after he copied the tenth diary, but immediately deciphered it. So this will make him think that it is better to go to the roof and take a photo of the moonlight, so as not to accidentally exhaust the spirit again and let yourself fall into the uncontrollable darkness...

... Norman Magic Calendar August 21, 3341, sunny.

Last night, I refused the request of Baron Regus O. Hill. Brother Davali did not say a word. He just said goodbye to the baron and silently took me back to the pub.

I didn't sleep well one night.

In the morning, I went to find Davali brother. I have to ask some things to understand.

Brother Davari seemed to know that I would go to him and let me enter the room, and immediately cast the soundproof magic.

I asked him, did he tell the baron? Because the one I designed was to use magic crystals and runes to enhance the explosive power of gunpowder so that it can achieve the taboo magic effect.

Brother Davali nodded.

I am very sad, I trust him so much, but he...

Brother Davali gloomy face let me sit down, I have never seen him so serious.

He told me a story. A vagrant child fainted in the snow, and then a noble child saved him. They grew up together, read and play. When the vagrant child grows to fifteen years old, he is found to have magical talents. The aristocratic child spends a lot of money and humanity. Please ask a great mage to accept this vagrant child as a magic apprentice. Twenty years have passed, the past The vagrant child has now become a five-ring mage.

I know that Davali’s brother said that the wandering child in the story is himself. I asked, is Baron Regus O. Hill the aristocratic child?

Brother Davali replied that he is my brother.

I understand why he is so close to the Baron, and now I am not angry.

But Davali did not let me go. He sighed and said to me, something should let me know.

Rumors are true! I looked at him incredulously and asked why?

I didn't expect the truth to be so cruel...

Brother Davari said that the ancient world of Faslan has a history of more than 5,000 years from the ancient wilderness era to the present magical era. This history of more than 5,000 years belongs to the history of magic.

In the ancient wilderness era, the magician who became the 12th Ring Master to the path of becoming a **** did not have two digits, such as the Grand Master of Sanno Martin who created the Gregorian calendar.

At that time, the sky was flying with dragons, and there were countless Warcraft on the ground.

But after three thousand years have passed, we can no longer see the shadow of the dragon, and Warcraft can only find their traces in books and legends. Perhaps there may be several World of Warcraft in the original jungles of the mainland of Nubbia, but in the land of Farea, there is no longer Warcraft, because their flesh and blood are good magic materials, so they can't escape. After the mage's hunting and hunting.

All the continents and islands of the entire Faslan world have been exhausted by magicians for all three thousand years.

To put it simply, our magical world is degrading, in the wild and the early days of the magical era, the Masters of the Tenth Ring or More abound, but now? The 9th Ring Council is the highest level of our magician, and they are also the seven nine-ring Masters.

I asked Davali, so the Magic Deacon would want to send us all to the Canbers plane? I heard that there are endless magic resources...

Brother Davari had a wry smile. They wanted to send us all to the Canbers plane, but we used to be only cannon fodder and coolies...

I never knew that in the world of Faslan, the magician also had a high score.

More than a thousand years ago, the 9th Ring Council was established. At that time, there were 24 four-ninth mages.

They built twenty-four magical families and divided all the magical resources of the Faslan world. Only their immediate family members can get enough magic resources to cultivate and promote their ranks. They claim to be the silver magic aristocracy, with the blood as the inheritance, and now the highest authority of the Faslan world, the Ninth Ring Council and the Magic Deacon are in their hands.

No, I refute Davali’s brother. If he said that the magic world is in the hands of the silver magic aristocrats, and they decide the distribution of magic resources, then he will not become a magic apprentice of a great mage. And I will not be selected by a fisherman's son to be trained as a four-ring rune mage.

Brother Davali smiled very helplessly. He said that I am so happy.

The silver magic aristocrats control the magical resources of the Faslan world. Their families have grown larger and more family members for more than a thousand years, but these relatives do not mean that they all have magical talents. Things worth celebrating.

So although they control the top of the magician, they also need countless low-level wizards to drive them to help them rule the world of Faslan.

The magical world of Faslan is a pyramid structure. The silver magic aristocrat is the top sharp corner, and our low-level wizards below the five rings are the bases of the pyramid. They call us Black Iron Master...

All the black iron masters stop at the level of the five rings. Without the help of a huge amount of precious magic resources, the five-ring master can't be promoted any more, even if you are a magical genius. Those silver magic nobles would rather spend those magical resources on their less talented younger generations, and would not help a black iron master to advance.

Because for them, helping a black iron master to advance, it means that in the future there will be more than one carve of magic resources, no one is willing to have one more rights competitor.

I suddenly remembered that Davali was a five-ring wizard ten years ago.

Is Baron Regus O. Hill a silver magic aristocrat? I asked.

His ancestors used to be, this point is seen from the word in the middle of his name. Austria, means arcane. Brother Davali replied that the baron has the blood of the silver magic aristocracy, but he has no magic talent, not a magician. His ancestors were the losers of the Master's high-level power struggle. The family was expelled from the Ninth Ring Council and had lost the right to distribute magical resources.

But is he not the largest magic stone supplier in the Faurea continent? I asked.

Brother Davali smiled and shook his head. He said that the so-called magic stone is not a magical resource more than a thousand years ago. It can only be regarded as basic building materials. Nowadays, precious and precious resources are becoming less and less, and this has to be the idea of ​​materials that are somewhat related to magic, and use them as much as possible.

Now enroll ten magic apprentices, at least half of them are going to learn alchemy works and runes, and become a rune mage like you. The reason is simple. The Ninth Ring Council and the Magic Deacon want to use alchemy engineering and literary literature to achieve the problem of not using or reducing the use of those precious magic resources. It is best to use low-level magic materials instead of advanced magic materials.

I went back to my room in a groggy way. The truth that Davali’s brother said is really a huge blow to me. I never thought that the world of magicians who are high above would be so complicated...

It wasn't until I couldn't sleep when I was lying in bed, I suddenly remembered something. I forgot to ask Master Davari, Baron Regus O. Hill wanted the explosive gunpowder enhanced by the magic crystal and runes. What exactly do you want to do?

So tired...

Claude was exhausted, not only tired, but also very exhausted in spirit. I couldn’t think of the eleven-page diary so long, and wrote two full pages of recipes.

Claude copied and deciphered it. It took more than two hours to translate this page diary into Hebrew.

The hard work of this time was not in vain, and the information contained in this page's diary was enough to give Claude an impression of a complete magical world.