A giant blue light emerged from a piece of grass, and blue lines spread out in the space.
Violent air waves instantly burst out from the deep and illusory tunnel, and the green grass was completely smoothed.
A group of people slowly walked out of the giant blue door.
The mansion seemed so quiet, and the birds that were standing quietly on the branches were frightened by this magic and immediately flew away.
Liya looked around, showing a very comfortable expression.
"Here we are."
Heni came here for the first time. After coming out of the portal, she looked at the incomparable natural scenery around her with little stars in her eyes.
"Wow, so big!"
She pointed at the ancient house with her finger and screamed.
Xiangzilan dragged her luggage and took the lead into the mansion to place her luggage.
After a while, there were sounds like small earthquakes, and the ground trembled.
A roaring voice came:
"The head of the family, Miss Liya."
"Welcome back."
A bear steward stood beside all of them.
His tall body was extremely strong, and his steady breathing along with his chest reached everyone's ears.
A pair of gentle eyes revealed a bit of seriousness, and the terrifying aura gradually dissipated from his eyebrows.
Both Heni and Kokot opened their mouths in great surprise:
"So... so big."
However, Kokot quickly saw clearly the extremely strong demi-human in front of him:
"Is this a bear?"
Is this actually a bear?
How could the Ursines, such a ferocious and ferocious race, become so quiet here?
And...every move he makes looks very elegant, like a gentleman.
The huge bear-man looked at them gently and bowed to them.
Terrible, elegant, and powerful.
Is this the family motto of the Cravenna family that even a bearman must fulfill?
Kokot was a little surprised.
At this time, Liya pulled Heni in front of her and said solemnly to Hernason:
"Mr. Hellnerson, please prepare a room for her."
"There's no need for that elf. She'll find a garden to sleep on by herself."
The bear man nodded, bowed slightly to Heni, and said:
"Miss, please come with me."
Hernie was startled and looked at Hernason, feeling a little scared.
After all, she had never seen such a huge person before, and Hernason, who was like a little giant, really made her feel a lot of pressure.
She turned back in panic, glanced at Victor, and then at Liya.
Liya nodded to her, gave her a reassuring look, and then continued:
"Follow Mr. Hellnerson and prepare the room first. I will take you around the city later."
Cravenna House is not in the city of Blyston, but is built separately outside.
It takes at least two kilometers to travel from the mansion to the city.
Heni nodded, calmed down, and followed Heernason into the mansion.
After Kokot watched the two people leave, the clouds under him floated to Victor's side and asked him in a low voice:
"Hey, that must be a bear..."
"how did you do it?"
As a top mage, she can clearly feel the power contained in this bear-man.
Maybe he could kill her with one punch.
It's not that Kokot thinks that the other party is stronger than him. After all, she is just a mage with a fragile body.
Victor glanced at Kokot and said calmly:
"You have to know that I am not omnipotent."
After hearing this, Kokot leaned back slightly, raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes.
"What!? This has nothing to do with you?"
Seeing this, Liya explained beside her:
"Hernason has been working in our family since my grandfather's generation."
"The fact that you can see so many demi-human guards is all thanks to his training."
Kokot opened his mouth wide, this matter was beyond his expectation.
Moreover, the restrained power of the breath in Helnasson's body was beyond her comprehension.
What is his profession?
"Martial master, that is Heiernason's profession."
Victor's voice sounded faintly in her ears.
"Martial Master?"
As a former member of the Mages Council, Kokot's knowledge goes without saying much.
But now, for the first time, she felt that her knowledge was not enough.
Victor didn't explain much, put his hands in his pockets, and continued walking forward.
The black crow fluttered its feathers on his shoulder, standing on his shoulder and yawning.
At this time, Victor's voice came from the side.
"You just need to know that there is only one martial artist in the entire empire, Hernarson."
Martial arts master is a very special profession, both in terms of strength and method of changing professions.
It is a branch of warrior in itself, and it also does not require the consumption of magic power.
But the difference between martial arts masters and traditional warriors is that martial arts masters need to cultivate 'natural energy'.
This energy is also called 'chi'.
Only when the 'qi' content in the body reaches a certain level can one be qualified to become a martial artist.
This is just the basics.
Martial arts masters do not advocate killing, but need to spend time to 'nurture Qi'.
This behavior can not only bring the martial artist a healthier and stronger body, but also extend the life of the martial artist himself.
Therefore, the more 'Qi' is cultivated, the stronger the martial artist becomes.
On the contrary, a martial artist who fights frequently will lose his 'qi' and his physical fitness will become relatively weak within a certain period of time.
As a result, the strength among martial arts masters is not fixed, and not many players will major in martial arts.
While Kokot was still thinking, Liya on the side suddenly spoke:
"Hey, have we chatted enough? We've talked enough and it's time for us to leave."
Kokot couldn't help but tilt his head and asked doubtfully:
"Where to go?"
Liya looked at her with a smile and said mysteriously:
"Take you to a place where elves should go."
…
Thick smoke billows.
The crisp tapping of metal and the collision of materials filled the huge workshop.
Dozens of workers were coming and going in the workshop, holding various materials and steel in their arms, trying to build something.
When they saw Victor and Liya standing at the workshop gate, the workers all stopped what they were doing and hurriedly bowed to Victor.
"My Lord Count."
"Your Majesty, Lord Count!"
"Good morning, Lord Victor!"
These workers greeted Victor with great respect, and their movements were uniform.
Victor didn't respond much. He nodded slightly and walked forward on his own.
The black crow laughed and mocked in Victor's ear:
"Hey, Lord Victor."
"You have such great official authority."
Victor glanced dissatisfied at the talkative crow but did not respond.
This salute to him was not out of respect.
But to survive without being remembered.
Strictly speaking, this is one of the mistakes Victor has made.
In many places, Victor's previous actions have changed the stereotype of him, from being notorious to being a well-known genius mage.
Except for Victor's hometown, Brayston.
There are too many people persecuted by Victor in the entire city.
Even the dogs on the roadside looked down on Victor.
No matter how good Victor’s reputation is,
When they arrived at Brighton, at Victor's house, the workers had only one idea.
Is this really about Victor himself?
As everyone gradually went deeper into the factory, Kokot looked around curiously.
Dozens of craftsmen perform repetitive work around an extremely long table, installing parts and calibrating accuracy.
Soon, a pitch-black firearm was assembled and hung in a row of finished products on the wall.
Kokot looked on, eyes wide.
What kind of novelty is this?
Victor still put his hands in his pockets and asked Liya aside as if he was not surprised:
"Is this ready for mass production?"
"You know, it's not difficult to make such a firearm, but we don't have enough energy."
Liya spread her hands and said helplessly,
"Only ten pistols like this can be made in one day."
Liya stepped forward, ignored the craftsmen, and took a handful of finished products from the wall.
He pulled the safety with his thumb, raised his arm, squinted his eyes, and aimed at the shooting target in the distance.
Then she pulled the trigger.
Bang!
After the huge magic power was squeezed, huge energy exploded, and black iron projectiles burst out, shattering the wooden target hanging in the air.
Kokot, who was on the side, had never seen such a scene before, and his head suddenly became confused.
She could feel that Liya had no magic power, but this weapon, which was as powerful as a small cannonball, was really scary.
This is much easier to use than a bow and arrow, she thought to herself.
Liya put the pistol back on the wall and took a semi-finished product from the craftsman.
The semi-finished gun body is different from the finished product. A green eagle is engraved on it.
She held it in her hand and looked around, then handed it to Kokot and said:
"Try to summon the natural energy that your elves are best at."
"Goose?"
Kokot took the pistol and weighed it in his hand. He was a little confused, but he still followed Liya's suggestion.
A burst of green light began to glow in the palm of her hand, and natural energy gradually began to wrap around her arm.
The entire gun body was slowly wrapped in light, injected into the eagle pattern that had been set long ago.
The green slowly flows over the edges, finally converging on the sharp eyes.
It's like opening your eyes, the lines are clear.
Kokot didn't understand, and watched as Liya took the gun back from her hand and looked up and down.
Then, she skillfully picked up the six iron pellets on the table and loaded them one by one.
Aimed at the target again and pulled the trigger.
In an instant, a burst of green energy suddenly burst out from the barrel, and the bullet penetrated the space at a terrifying speed.
In the blink of an eye, the light instantly penetrated the entire wooden target, and then the terrifying wind burst out from the surroundings.
That was twice as powerful as before.
Kokot: "..."
An extremely bad premonition suddenly arose in Kokot's heart.
Liya put down the gun in her hand and showed a bright smile to Kokot.
"She is truly the queen of elves."
"Okay, now let me think about it, how should I use you?"
The hunch came true.
