My Magic Age

Accompanied by the cool morning wind, the magic caravan drove on the road to the airport town.

I woke up from meditation and felt that the magic pool in my body was extremely rich in mana. The magic vortex in the magic pool was constantly rotating, and the central area of ​​the vortex was constantly dripping liquid mana downwards.

The magic caravan left behind the giant statues on both sides of the road and sped past in the morning light.

A handful of young leaves of Malian grass on the roadside were stained with a few round dewdrops. Those dewdrops slowly grew up on this humid morning, becoming larger and rounder. Finally, the leaves of Malian grass Finally, the leaves could no longer hold the few dewdrops, and they suddenly slipped from the leaves and fell into the soil in an instant.

Through the car window, you can see that the wilderness at the foot of the mountain is filled with light mist. The airport town appears and disappears in the mist. The steaming water vapor renders the land like a huge steamer, filled with smoke. Among them, dozens of tall airport spiers suddenly rose from the ground, and countless airships were still in the sky, chasing a certain route, forming long queues, and sailing into the airport terminal one after another.

The airships parked at the airport terminal are loaded with cargo. The floating arrays on both sides of the ship frequently light up with magical light, allowing the airships to fly above the clouds. The airships here at the airport are incomparable, day and night. It's so busy that there are airships waiting to leave their posts all the time.

There were low whistles in the distance, and the hustle and bustle of the town was getting closer and closer to us.

Ella and Deborah were lying next to the glass window of the carriage, looking out with novel expressions, looking at the white light on the horizon, the red clouds in the sky, the azure sky, the smoky vast land, and The small town appears and disappears in the fog, looking at the bustling airport, the beautiful scenery is deeply engraved in my heart with two pairs of clear eyes.

"It's so beautiful!" Ella sighed.

Deborah twisted the wings covered in her robe a little restlessly, as if she wanted to fly out.

Caterina and I sat side by side, and across the carriage sat Lady Alia and her maid.

Catalina was wearing a cool tank top and shorts, exposing her white arms and legs. She sat on a soft chair with her knees bent, biting her lip gently, her eyebrows knitted together, deeply involved in the chess game.

Her opponent was Lady Arya's personal maid, a beautiful girl who would look graceful no matter where she stood. With a faint smile on her face, it was obvious that she had the upper hand in the chess game. This was a kind of war chess that was popular in the imperial capital. It is said that different tricks can be played.

Slightly different from Katarina's mature beauty, Lady Alia's personal maid is full of youthful aura.

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Mrs. Alia, who was sitting across from me, introduced me to the current situation of the rune board workshop one by one. Even though the workshop was busy making fine gold magic pattern rune boards day and night, the orders for exhaust fans were still full of rune board workers. Shop manager Hank's desk.

Not only that, those magic merchants discovered the processing method of fine gold rune boards, and expressed their desire to use gold magic pattern copper rune boards to replace other mithril rune boards.

The production process of this kind of fine gold magic pattern is not complicated. The main raw material is fine gold solution. The alchemists in the imperial capital said that the gold solution is the research result of Francis scholars.

The answer that the magic merchants got from the Alchemy Guild was: out of respect for scholar Francis, the magic merchants did not dare to give up their work.

In fact, the real situation is that no one knows how Francis Scholar created the fine gold solution. This liquid metal seriously violates the laws of nature. This 'metal transformation technology' is only in the hands of Francis Scholar, and Francis Scholar is the imperial capital. Alchemists are notoriously bad-tempered, and no magic merchant wants to deal with him.

The emergence of the fine gold magic pattern red copper rune board made many magic merchants realize that this kind of rune board's low cost and good magic transmission performance can completely replace the mithril rune board in the short term. They want Ai Madam Leah once again expanded her production capacity to produce other types of adamantine magic patterns, not just a single rune board for the 'Miniature Tornado' magic pattern array.

Mrs. Alia came here with me to the airport for a new batch of magic pattern spider silk ingots. The textile workshop has already spun the first batch of magic pattern spider silk into spider silk magic pattern cloth. These spider silk magic pattern cloths have been sold by Lady Alia to dozens of high-end tailoring shops in the imperial capital. The most indispensable thing in the imperial capital is the wealthy nobles. The ladies in those wealthy families have no resistance to exquisite costumes.

These high-end magic-weave cloths were not cut into magic robes by magic tailors. Instead, they became some luxury goods and appeared at balls among nobles. Perhaps in the near future, spider-silk magic-weave cloth will be popular in the imperial capital. aristocratic circle.

Recently, she has been running between the two workshops and the 'North Duisburg' blacksmith workshop. Many things require Mrs. Alia to make decisions. The busy days make Mrs. Alia look a little tired. In the magic caravan Rocking gently, she fell asleep leaning against the soft leather sofa.

She curled up and lay on the long sofa, closing her eyes and sleeping lightly. Her eyes fell on her round shoulders and delicate collarbones. The milky-smooth skin squeezed a deep ravine on her chest. Maybe this kind of hard work , for a beautiful woman who is usually pampered, things are a bit too heavy. However, when I saw Mrs. Alia the last few times, I saw her radiant side, but I never thought she would be like this. Tired.

There was still half a cup of unfinished golden apple wine in the goblet on the table. Small water droplets condensed on the wall of the cup, and the ice cubes had completely melted in the golden wine. I found that Lady Alia seemed to be less fond of wine. Although her face showed fatigue, it also changed from the paleness of living in a deep house for a long time to a slightly healthy ruddy.

"Golden apple wine from Zimmerman Manor!" I sighed softly in my heart.

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Teams of warhorse construct knights slowly walked down from the airship, with heavy helmets and masks hanging on the saddles. These knights had faint fatigue on their resolute faces. These well-equipped construct knights walked out of the airport, gathered together silently, lined up in a long line, and stood on the street quietly waiting for other comrades to come out of the airport with horses.

The military quality that can only be acquired after long-term training makes this construct knight group particularly eye-catching.

When the magic caravan passed the airport, it happened to see a group of construct knights stopping by the roadside to rest.

The South Wind Corps of Haiyinsi City had arrived in the imperial capital the day before yesterday, so it was inferred that this group of construct knights was not the construct knights under Prince James.

The construct knights in these construct knights were not as tall and strong as the construct knights of the North Wind Corps. The construct knights in the North Wind Corps wore fur ornaments even in summer. Obviously, this group of construct knights did not come from the North. They did not have the kind of fierceness of the people in the North.

Although the war horses of these construct knights were all Gubolai horses, compared with the pure-blooded Gubolai horses, these war horses were more slender and slender. They did not wear scale armor, but only covered some hard leather armor plates on important parts. The magic pattern constructs on the construct knights were all some light leather armor. These construct knights were probably proficient in archery, and each of them had three quivers and a hunting bow on horseback.

Catalina saw me staring out the window, so she came over to look out.

She rested her chin on my shoulder, her hair exuding a light orchid scent, and said to me: "Oh, these are the Construct Knights of Qiyan City. Only they focus more on light cavalry. Do you think their war horses are very strange? They are the best Construct Knights I have ever seen in jungle raids."

"Have you dealt with them?" I asked Catalina.

Catalina said: "Well, when Duke Samoyed established the defense system of Tanton City, he invited two such Construct Knights to help him open up the territory of the Yello plane. The Trum stronghold is a territory opened up by Construct Knights like them. Our infantry regiment, as a defensive force, has had some dealings with this kind of Construct Knights."

I sighed softly and said: "It turned out to be the Construct Knights of Qiyan City!"

Perhaps the whispers in our carriage were heard by a Construct Knight on the street. The knight's eyes followed my carriage for a long time.

These Constructed Knights are usually warriors with strength above the first level. When they put on the magic pattern construct, their own strength will achieve a qualitative leap.

In the Green Empire, any noble with some economic foundation usually builds their own Constructed Knight team.

Of course, Catalina is also a Constructed Knight now. She is an assassin without a warhorse.

His Majesty Charles summoned the North Wind Corps of Schloit Province, the South Wind Corps of Haiyinsi City, and the Constructed Knights of Qiyan City who are good at jungle combat. It is obvious that he is going to make a big move to reverse the unfavorable war situation in various planes, so that those dukes who are caught in the plane war can still hold on in such an unfavorable situation.

I suddenly remembered that after graduation, Sister Guoguo's other sister Annie followed her mentor to Qiyan City. If nothing unexpected happened, she should have joined the Qiyan City Guard. I just don't know if Annie happened to be in these two Constructed Knights this time.

In fact, I wanted to stop the carriage and go over to ask, but after a slight hesitation, the carriage passed by this well-trained group of knights.

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In such a warehouse about the size of a basketball court, there were bundles of neatly arranged light rails. I went over to check the texture and workmanship of these light rails. Obviously, the light rails produced by the "North Duisburg" blacksmith workshop were very good. On the other side were two-foot-long iron nails, which were tied into bundles and stacked neatly.

Madam Alia took advantage of the cool morning weather and hired five magic wagons to transport the second batch of magic pattern spider silk ingots to the imperial capital. For this reason, she didn't even have the heart to stay with me to count the light rails in the warehouse.

"Close the door!" I said to the minotaur Luka.

The tall body of the minotaur Luka appeared in front of me, and I felt like he was a wall, blocking all my sight.

I heard a series of "clattering" sounds from the warehouse door, followed by a loud "bang", and the light inside the warehouse suddenly dimmed.

Katarina, Little Ella, Deborah, Luka and I stayed in the warehouse full of light rails. In full view of everyone, I took out the Time and Space Breaker hammer to cut open the teleportation gate, and then took Katarina and Little Ella through the transnational teleportation gate and entered the Xinliu Valley teleportation altar.

Luka waited for the orc warriors to come out and carry these light rails in the warehouse.

Now that 60,000 light steel rails have been put in place, they are just waiting to be moved into Xinliu Valley so that the first underground railway can be built.

Returning to the familiar Xinliu Valley, Little Ella was still quite excited. She pulled Deborah and ran down the teleportation altar impatiently. However, the harpy clan was born with a fear of caves. Deborah followed Little Ella carefully and walked down from the altar. While listening to Little Ella introducing Xinliu Valley to her, she carefully looked at the cave.

Catalina has been to Xinliu Valley several times, and she no longer has the novelty of the place.

After Kalancuo got the news, he rushed to the altar with the orc warriors. Seeing that I brought little Ella back this time, he naturally knew that the summer vacation of various colleges in the imperial capital had arrived, and little Ella could live in Xinliu Valley for a while. Seeing his daughter wearing a clean and tidy cotton dress like human children, Kalancuo's eyes showed a rare tenderness.

I told Kalancuo to transport the light steel rails to Xinliu Valley as soon as possible. In order to avoid the "lightning power" supporting the portal being consumed too early, Kalancuo almost mobilized all the orc warriors in the underground cave, put down everything in their hands, and rushed to move the light steel rails.

Then, I asked Kalancuo about Yingli's news. Kalancuo said that after they went to the orc village, no news had been received so far.

Walking out of the altar's secret room, I saw the busy scene in the cave outside. The sleepers were evenly laid on the flat ground of the underground cave, as if waiting for the light rail to arrive. More than 700 Yelo natives were laying the sleepers for the light rail in the underground cave.

Going deeper into the cave, I saw countless goblin slaves polishing the stone floor in the cave to make it smoother.

Several strong native men were carrying snake-skin whips and walking among the goblins. They were indoctrinated by Bernd with a lot of unequal information, thinking that goblins were generally very cunning, and as long as they showed any signs of laziness, they would be whipped hard.