Why is this happening?
Of course, it's because the engineering warlock's idea is not in the interests of the Druchis.
When the interests of those being exploited cannot be represented, trust becomes impossible.
Force is his only option.
Thinking of this, the white-haired rat lay down in front of the window at the stern of the boat, feeling inexplicably melancholy at the tone of the wizard spirit.
"Kane's bride, let's talk about something more relaxed."
The engineering warlock turned his head and moved his gaze downwards to the smooth lower abdomen of the wizard spirit.
"Do you have an heir? I remember that you Druzi also used magic to enhance your fertility. You are over 900 years old. Although you are still very young according to your calculations, you should have an heir."
Wu Ling fell into deep thought for a long time before he spoke.
"Probably, there are probably a few of them."
The engineer warlock was happy, not only because the wizard actually answered him, but the answer itself was interesting enough.
"What do you mean, probably? Have you never seen what you were born with?"
Inexplicably, he thought of the breeding female rats in Skaven. They never knew what they had given birth to.
But it was just a sense of déjà vu. The engineer warlock knew very well that under the control of Kane's desire to kill, the wizard spirit could still think, which was completely different from the obese idiot female rats of the rat people.
"I only cared about killing and never knew anything else."
"The great Khaine granted me this boon. If they were in Hargansi, they would have been sacrificed."
At the end, Wu Ling looked a little inexplicably sad.
"It's really bland. I thought it would be interesting if you at least sacrificed your own heirs yourself."
The engineering warlock looked at the performance of the wizard and pinched his beard.
Is it because of the wind of life? The wizard spirit who only has killing in his heart actually has maternal nature?
The Wind of Life can theoretically do this. Esky is very clear. It is even said that mages who use the Wind of Life will have a strong urge to give birth to life.
Yesterday I used the Wind of Life spell on her. Maybe it really evoked motherhood.
In this case, let's strengthen her a little more, Esky thought, maybe he can use this to control her in the future.
"If you don't kill young children at midnight when Hal Gancy dies, your heirs may be taken to be taught to become new witch spirits, and then..."
etc.
The engineering warlock suddenly discovered a blind spot.
"Speaking of which, you only see killing. Are these children the sacrifices you want to sacrifice?"
"roll."
Wu Ling's face turned dark.
The engineering warlock happily patted his belly and laughed loudly. This kind of question really makes people happy.
Turning his head and looking at the sun, which would probably take a long time to set, but whose sunshine would undoubtedly begin to weaken, Eski let out a breath and said.
"I don't have any children yet, but I have a dream."
"I'm thinking that by directly collecting the energy overflowing from the Chaos Demon Realm before the energy flows through the maelstrom, we should be able to build a powerful magical energy source."
"Relying on this energy, I can assemble a powerful army and a great city."
"All soldiers will be my descendants. The great city will be composed of various races in the world, dwarf things, pointy-eared things, ogres, and even shrimp things."
"As a race under the sun, you occupy the surface of the city. As the rulers of the underground, my descendants own the entire underground city. Of course, there is no doubt that the entire city belongs to me, whether above or underground."
The engineering warlock's words made the wizard spirit startled.
Soon, she began to think about the meaning, especially collecting the energy of the Chaos Demon Realm.
This kind of project can almost catch up with the maelstrom. Who gave the white mouse the confidence to complete such a complicated magic ritual?
Moreover, collecting the magical wind of the crack means that the device must be sent to the vicinity of the crack in the North Pole.
He asked as he thought of it, and Wu Ling spoke directly.
"This collection device, even if your talent can maintain the level I've seen in the past few days, it will still take an unknown number of decades to complete."
"And even if you build a collection device, how do you send the device there? There are all followers of Chaos, even demons."
The engineer-warlock uttered only one word.
"Rocket."
Wu Ling was a little confused, Rocket? Is it the arrow that lit fire? She must have heard the root word of this Druzil language correctly.
"Rockets? Where are you setting fire to?"
It was obviously a stupid question, but her instincts led her to blurt it out, and sure enough, the engineer warlock reacted in an interesting way, and the wizard took note of it.
"It's not Rocket, forget it, it's Rocket."
"Locote, what is it?"
"You don't have to worry about that."
The engineer warlock recalled the past memories, which were only more than three years ago, but they felt as far away as more than ten years ago.
Rocket, the crystallization of human engineering.
The rockets in the nozzles, the launch pad filled with water spray devices and connecting devices... are really a bit blurry.
In this world, rockets are also the crystallization of rat engineering, the crystallization of thousands of years later.
At this point in time, the rat people have no soil that can produce fruit at all.
Therefore, these things must be completed by using the knowledge learned now and the knowledge of the previous world.
To put it lightly, in fact, the engineering warlocks still don't have much of a clue.
The control system alone is a difficult problem, and the chip will definitely not be manufactured.
The rockets used by the Rat Man a thousand years later are directly controlled by the Rat Man's body, and there is no such thing as an automatic control system.
According to this principle, should rockets use "wet parts"? But we haven’t started studying how to manufacture “wet parts” yet.
Fuel tanks, fuel pipes, flight control programs, engines, RCS, everything takes time.
Especially in a place like this where there can't be an assembly line.
Thinking too far ahead.
The engineer warlock rubbed his temples.
"If you have no clue, you can try the wind in the sky."
Wu Ling suggested that although she had never learned any magic, it seemed to be common sense that she would always make predictions when encountering difficulties.
Especially when this white mouse's magic talent is so high.
"I don't have the guts to use prophecy."
The Warlock Engineer laughed at her.
"Have you forgotten yesterday's demon so quickly?"
Wu Ling retorted.
"The maelstrom of our elves and the influence that filtered the chaos must have been the function of the corrupted believers yesterday."
"At times like this, it's you elves."
After Eski complained, he stopped replying and focused on looking at the scenery outside the window.
The sun is setting outside the window.
There were no seagulls on the sea, not even the sound of oars.
It’s been a long time since I was able to think like this. The sea breeze is really comfortable.
"The sea is so quiet."
Eski couldn't help but sigh. At this point, the engineering warlock's expression suddenly became strange.
Should I continue the following sentence: There is no fleet with pointed ears at sea.
Suddenly, there was a dull sound in front of the door, no, further away.
