Infrastructure starts from the game

When the Earl and others watched the first broomstick racing competition in West Wind Village, the wind fairies near West Wind Village followed Angel to the clouds.

After flying up to the clouds, the wind fairies couldn't help sighing.

"Wow, what a big dandelion."

"It's the same as the one that grew in the human village recently!"

"But there are so many here!"

For a leprechaun, these dandelions are really big.

Fairies are very small in size. Ordinary dandelions are already like a two-story house to them, and these dandelion base stations synthesized with Sky Spring are also like buildings to humans, let alone fairies. .

They could literally live inside the stems of dandelions.

Angel knew that these wind fairies were just watching the fun, but he still explained: "These are the terminals of the Dandelion base station, and we use it to adjust the magic power of each base station."

When Angel explained this, the aerial roots of the banyan tree shone brightly, infusing magic power into the dandelion field.

Most of the dandelion's fluff emits a fluorescent light, and before the wind blows, they spin and fly, and start to travel, but there are also some fluffs that are not full of magic power, which stubbornly stay in the distance, motionless.

Seeing this, several wind fairies looked at each other, they flew near the fluff that hadn't flown up, and flapped their wings vigorously, the soft white fluff was blown by the breeze blown by the wind fairy, and flew into the distance .

"It finally flew away."

"I don't know where it will take root?"

"It will be far, far away!"

The wind goblin looked longingly at the fluff spinning in the air. If there was not a "Master Cecilia" here, these goblins might follow these fluff on a casual trip.

Such is the habit of the wind goblin.

There are boundless grasslands in the west, and wind fairies usually migrate with the wind like dandelions.

It's just that this one was particularly unlucky, the residence encountered a magical turbulence, and was finally rescued by Cecilia, and followed Cecilia to the foggy forest.

Although they were exempted from the "Treaty of Ten Thousand Races", the environment of the misty forest was actually not very suitable for the wind fairies, so their population has been unable to expand.

Some wind fairies even consider cutting off their ears and transforming into forest fairies.

Looking at the "dandelion field" in front of them, they will inevitably think of their hometown.

Angel, however, didn't have the slightest sympathy for the "homesickness" of the Wind Fairy. He only watched the dandelion fly away in the breeze of the Wind Fairy, his eyes lit up.

You must know that these "dandelions" are not pure dandelions, but a variant of Sky Spring. A simple breeze can't shake them, only enough magic power can make the fluff fly into the air.

Now in Angel's workshop, only the magical singing of the nightingale can control the direction of these fluff.

Unfortunately, there is only one nightingale. (or someone else's wife)

Considering Nightingale's talent in alchemy, Angel was also reluctant to let the other party only be used as a terminal controller, not to mention that the danger of a mastermind was too high, and Nightingale's race also made Angel hesitate.

In comparison, Wind Fairy is a very suitable choice.

The breeze blown by their wings has magic power, which can precisely adjust the magic power of the base station, greatly reducing the possibility of data transmission errors in the magic power base station.

"Want to know where those fluff flew?" Angel said bewitchingly: "Come here and have a look!"

As he said so, he led the reluctant wind fairies to the upside-down banyan tree.

There, the rune master was as busy as ever, as if he was about to lose his head.

"The fourth team in the ninth competition area, the magic power value has dropped to the warning line, and we will provide immediate support!"

"The sixth group in the first competition area, the players have dangerous moves, which may cause a lot of waste of magic power! Reduce the magic power supply!"

"Hasn't the magic power of the ninth group in the third division arrived yet? The contestants are about to arrive at the shooting location!"

"Please speed up the transmission of magic power in the fourth competition area, otherwise the live broadcast will be interrupted!"

The runemasters yelled and didn't even notice Angel's arrival.

Seeing this, Angel felt a headache.

Just like this, although the game has started as scheduled, it is a matter of minutes to broadcast the accident.

Fortunately, rescuers are here.

Angel looked at the wind goblin and thought with relief.

The wind goblin who was stared at by him shuddered inexplicably.

"Master Cecilia's gaze is terrifying."

"He doesn't want to eat us?"

"Probably not! We are special."

"But he lost his memory."

"Maybe it's not the last one."

The wind goblin chattered, Angel looked around, and walked towards the silver leaf.

The qualifiers for the first Broomstick Flying Contest were conducted in shards.

The entire Eastern Territory is divided into nine major divisions, and each division will play rounds. The top five players in each division will be selected, and then the finals will be held.

Counting the entire schedule, it will probably end in mid-August, when the summer vacation ends.

So at present, the rune masters are also controlling the transmission of magic power data in different divisions.

Silver Leaf is in charge of the third division.

The road conditions in this division are the worst, and it also requires the most magic power deployment.

However, Silver Leaf is the manager of the Magic Network of Academy City prepared by Angel, so he must gain experience through various projects, so that he can independently handle the complex situation of the Magic Network of Academy City in the future

"What's going on?" Angor asked.

"Ah, Master Angel, it's barely okay." Yinye said.

He stepped aside and showed Angel the scene of the game in the area he controlled: "The ninth group preliminaries in the third division are now in progress. Apart from a few tracking errors, there are no major problems for the time being."

Angor looked at the screen.

He saw several pilots flying at high speed among the mountains.

Angel didn't feel anything about this scene, he just glanced at it and was observing the magic power.

The goblins noticed the scene on the screen, and exclaimed in surprise:

"Hey, it's near the forest!"

"Is the first one Lenny?"

"The little idiot who wants to learn to fly from us?"

"He can really fly now! Flying so fast!"

The elves shouted happily.

Yinye glanced at these fairies curiously: "People you know?"

The wind goblin nodded: "Yes, he is a human cub from a nearby village!"

"But that village was originally built by us!"

"People often drop cubs near the forest!"

"We have raised several of them!"

"They lost it themselves, and they always said we abducted it."

"Then there was West Wind Village."

The goblin's words were confused, but she could barely understand them.

A certain player in the competition is from a village near the goblin, and that village was built by foundlings raised by the goblin.

As a half-orphan, Yinye's affection towards the goblins immediately increased greatly: "Are you still doing this kind of thing? It turns out that those goblins abducting babies and exchanging them with monsters are all lies?"

"Of course!" the wind goblin said proudly.

Angel lightly tapped Yinye's head: "Don't listen to their nonsense. Although it's true that fairies raise human babies, they do so based on their own convenience, especially this kind of fairies who are close to humans. , they usually have a certain degree of symbiotic relationship with humans, for example, they need the wine and food brewed by humans. So if they can't get it, they will really abduct children, or because of other needs, let humans Help raise some weird stuff."

The wind fairies became anxious when they heard this: "Master Cecilia, we are good fairies."

"Yes, we don't do bad things."

"That's right, otherwise, how could the previous Master Cecilia believe us?"

"Really? Then explain the 'baby'?" Angel pointed in the direction of Allen.

Allen carried a baby along the way.

"He" is one of the goblins' luggage.

The baby looks dark in appearance, covered in black mist, and looks a little uncertain in shape, sometimes like an animal, sometimes like a plant, and sometimes like other indescribable things, and it has sharp horns. Teeth, looking a little scary.

"He" was certainly not a child of man.

Not even babies of any living beings.

It is a product of forest consciousness.

Only goblins can deliver this kind of thing, and if the aura is strong, it will grow into a god who protects the forest.

It is said that they were the first gods on this land, as a certain expression of natural rules, but pure rules are too uncomfortable for intelligent creatures, so fairies like to stuff this newborn gods into other races Let them have a 'heart' in their lair.

Among them, humans are the goblin's first choice.

Humans who are willing to raise such monsters as their own are usually well-meaning.

To Angel, it was bullying honest people.

Angel said: "Didn't you make up your mind to change 'Him' to the cradle of mankind?"

The goblins didn't care if they were exposed, they just laughed:

"Hee hee, because this is very rare!"

"And we don't have human-changing children!"

"Yes, yes, we found a human to help raise it, and we even told him stories."

As far as making "Little Demon Fairy XXXX" into "Magic Girl Little X", this baby daddy candidate is the worst!

"You might as well throw that child in the cradle of ordinary humans!" Angel said.

"Can you?" the goblin said with her eyes shining.

Angor didn't want to complain about them.

But before Angel complained, suddenly a goblin yelled, "Hey! Lenny is going to lose!"

The goblins suddenly showed nervous expressions and looked towards the screen.

I don't know if this village is really raised by goblins, they really care about the appearance of the children in that village.

"How did you fall behind? Obviously Lenny flies the best!"

"Someone used a magic circle just now!"

"That's a foul! A foul!"

Angel followed suit.

Well, still can't tell who's who.

But the goblins asked Angel to be fair: "It's a foul for someone else to use a magic circle that Lenny doesn't know how to use!"

"Unfortunately, using a magic circle to modify a flying broom is an act allowed in the competition." Angel said, "Just like when you are flying, using magic to accelerate is not a foul!"

Who else would he sell his magic circle to!

"Hey—" the wind fairies sighed.

But generally speaking, fairies are a very rule-abiding race.

Unlike goblins who don't care about means, they have a high affinity with nature, so they respect the existence of natural rules.It will not be violated easily, and even the ordinary agreement is especially obeyed.

If you make a deal with the goblins, there's usually no need to worry about them breaking the promise.

It's the same now, although the wind fairies really hope that their acquaintances can win, they heard that the opponent's behavior is allowed by the rules, they just sighed in disappointment, and they didn't mean to forcefully change the game situation.

This is also the reason why Angel wanted the wind goblin to help.

On the contrary, Yinye looked at the frustrated expressions of the wind fairies and smiled: "But it's a pity that this player Lenny lost! His flying skills are already quite superb among the players at this stage, just because the first Due to the limitation of magic power in the third competition area, many skills cannot be used, but his opponent simply relied on the magic circle to win."

"Why limit the magic power in the competition area?" A goblin asked anxiously.

"Because those dandelions are not flying fast enough! At the beginning of the game, for the safety of the players, we had to limit the total amount of magic power." Silver Leaf sighed.

The goblins immediately shouted: "Then let us come!"

"We can get them to their destination faster!"

"Yes! This is what we are best at!"

"Really?" Silver Leaf's expression lit up, just like the succubus saw its prey take the bait.

He pretended to control the rune panel: "Let me see, the magic base station in the ninth division...is the dandelion in the C3 area. It takes about two hours from here (cloud) to the ninth division."

"After a while, the players will rest at the transfer station, adjust the condition of the broom, and then start the second round and the third round. Even so, two hours is too long, and it is impossible to arrive."

"It will take about half an hour to catch up with the end of the second round. If you are lucky, you may be able to win the group stage."

Silver Leaf said very methodically.

During this time, the wind fairies have selected a dozen fairies with the strongest ability to control the wind in the tribe, and sat on the soft fluff of the dandelion.

"Leave it to us! If you can go directly from the cloud, we will be there in a flash!"

"Yeah, it's not like that big monster (train) going around and stopping!"

"The speed of the wind is the fastest!"

Accompanied by such words, the wind fairies flapped their wings.

The fluff of the dandelion flew up.

"Remember to come back on the empty fluff later!" Silver Leaf chased and shouted.

Those pure white fluffs disappeared into the sky, and I don't know if the fairies heard it.

But near that village is where they have lived for more than 1000 years, so they are not worried about getting lost.

Seeing this, Angel rubbed the curly hair on the top of Yinye's head: "Well done."

The succubus smiled sincerely.

The villagers in Xifeng Village didn't know that their "reinforcements" had arrived on the way. After the first round of the competition, when the second round started, the atmosphere in the village was still a bit depressed.

The villagers have similar views on the current situation and the goblins.

"That's definitely a foul!"

"Yeah, using a magic circle is too foul!"

"And who is that guy! He doesn't look like someone from a nearby village at all!"

"It should be from the city to come to this competition area specially! That's why they can buy the magic circle!"

"Too despicable!"

"You can't say that!" said the train conductor. He was also engrossed in the game just now, but he didn't have anyone to support him, so he felt that he was more rational: "The game didn't ban the magic circle, and people used— —”

The train conductor paused halfway.

After all, being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes, looking as if he will tear himself apart in the next moment, is not a little bit scary.

It was Ms. Leif who said with a smile: "But that gentleman's magic circle is not used very well! It is not as good as Mr. Lanny's in terms of skills and visibility."

"Yes, yes, there is a magic circle that is suppressed by us Lenny!"

"Only dare to use the magic circle in an open place!"

"The first round was really just luck, after that even without the magic circle, Lenny can still win!"

"Yeah, isn't it the same now!"

"Come on, Lenny!"

Immediately the villagers became united again.

Seeing this, the conductor was relieved, and smiled gratefully at Ms. Leif.

Ms. Leif, on the other hand, glanced worriedly at the Earl who was studying the functions of the base station.

It would be bad to offend the big man if he clashed with the villagers.

Thinking of this, Ms. Leif straightened her skirt and walked towards the earl with a smile:

"My lord, you don't seem to be very interested in racing?"

"Fortunately, it's like a horse race. If you have leisure time, it's a good pastime." The count said.

Horse racing...

Ms. Rafe glanced at the magic screen, covered her mouth with her fan, and smiled.

Then she pretended to be curious and asked: "What are you looking at? Could it be possible to log in to the Players Club here? That would be great, I'm still thinking about the daily log-in in "Second Age Waltz"! Know if any new clothes have been added in the time I've been away."

"Unfortunately, your hopes are about to come to naught," the earl said with a smile. "The base station here only has the most common meditation games, and cannot log in to "Second Era Waltz" or "Legend."

But this is precisely what the earl is most satisfied with.

As a nobleman, how could he have the same hobbies as these vulgar mountain people?

From the perspective of meditation games, I am afraid that the owner of the magic workshop regards these countrymen as suppliers of magic power, just like he uses workers to provide magic power for his "Legend" characters.

After all, how can a dandelion growing in the country compare to a noble tulip?

The earl, who didn't know the operating mechanism of the two base stations, thought so.

"But this kind of base station is indeed a business opportunity," the earl said, watching the villagers coldly.

The villagers were staring nervously at the game scene.

"If nothing else, it just depends on how enthusiastic they are about the game. How can they make a lot of money selling TVs to this area?" said the earl, "And how vulgar it is to watch outside!"

That's not necessarily the case, the current programs on Shesser TV are not as interesting as the flying contest!

And this kind of competition is only interesting when there are many people!

Ms. Leif complained from the bottom of her heart, but she smiled and said, "You are so right, but it is a pity that Cecilia is too negligent, but let's stay in Academy City for a few more days, so that they can be anxious?" Ms. Fu tentatively said.

Her words had actually gone against the earl's statement of "not going to Cecilia" on the train.

But the earl nodded as if he had forgotten the words.

Sure enough, as long as there is money to be made, anything is easy to talk about!

Miss Rafe thought.

But she didn't dare to express this idea in the slightest. She just smiled and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a burst of shouting and cursing from the villagers.

"X, use the magic circle again!"

"If it's a man, it's an upright contest!"

"It's too sinister!"

Ms. Leif looked up, and she saw that the second contestant did the same trick again, and took out the magic circle in the second half, and it was a stable magic circle of the earth system.

In the narrow mountain road, he rushed towards No.1 again and again, trying to knock his opponent off the broom.

Such a thrilling operation not only made the villagers who were already on the stand of the previous contestant even more indignant, made Ms. Leif cover her mouth, but also attracted the gaze of the count who had been indifferent.

But what he seems to bring in is the player who bumped.

Seeing the Earl clenched his fists, he almost lost his composure and cheered for No.2.

Ms. Leif noticed this, and she couldn't help lamenting that the "upbringing" of the nobility is really a good thing, at least it can avoid unnecessary conflicts on certain occasions.

Fortunately, at this time, the player named Lenny seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.

Gritting his teeth to control the broom, he suddenly accelerated, and made a super-difficult maneuver of high-speed rotation in the air, dangerously passed through several trees, got rid of his opponent, and flew forward.

From then on, it was as if a certain floodgate had been opened, and he passed through the bushes in a straight line, flying as smoothly as if all obstacles were under his control.

On the contrary, because the No.2 player used the stable earth-type magic circle, his speed was already slowed down. After flying towards the obstacle zone with player Lanny, he slammed into the bushes several times without avoiding it. Instead, it was surpassed by other players.

This situation did not change in the third round.

Player Lanney finally won with an absolute advantage.

"Lenny, you really are the best!"

The villagers cheered at the image on the magic screen!

The one who was supposed to be the village chief opened the big jar on the open ground, and a strong fragrance spread out from it.

The village chief seemed to have noticed that there were guests in the village - or he didn't notice, he just wanted to make others happy together - generously poured a few bowls of wine, and sent them to the earl and others: "Hahaha Come and taste our village's specialty honey wine! This is a gift from the goblins, and ordinary people can't drink it!"

The count looked at the broken bowl and frowned.

He doesn't believe in goblins, he just thinks it's dirty.

But before he pushed the bowl away, his attention was drawn to a new image on the magic screen.

The champion of each group stage is being broadcast there: "In this way, we have obtained the preliminary list of nine group stages in three divisions, which are—"

This kind of game is good in any case, but one of them made the earl tremble.

"That is His Royal Highness Crown Prince Hyde?" the earl trembled.

"That's right! I won by relying entirely on the magic circle..." the village head muttered, now he has a bad impression of the crown prince.

But the count has already stood up: "We will go to Cecilia immediately...as soon as possible!"

"Okay, Lord Earl." Ms. Leif replied.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, she took the wine originally offered to the earl from the hand of the village chief, and took a sip.

So sweet!