Chapter 78 Rune Trigger and Amber's Fishing Time

Rebecca's compliments from Gawain were obviously quite useful, and she almost came up with her tail and asked for two more compliments (if she had a tail), while Gawain carefully observed the structure of this new furnace after the compliments. , he has found that there are many things on it that he did not design at first, and some of these extra structures may be the transformation of Hammer based on the experience of the blacksmith, and the other part must be Rebecca's handwriting.

Hamel doesn't know how to make changes in runes and circles.

"What is this structure for?" Gawain pointed to the connected pedals, connecting rods and iron plates below the furnace. These structures appear to be very ingenious. I am afraid that Hammer used a hammer to build them little by little. The slates on the ground were glued together, and the other part seemed to be related to the formation of the furnace, which gave Gawain some vague associations.

"Oh, ancestor, didn't you say that the blacksmith who is an ordinary person can control the opening and closing of the magic circle? I designed such a structure," Rebecca said proudly, "although the new furnace is It can be used continuously, but it also has the ability to stop, so you see, this pedal can control the activity of this iron plate, there is a rune on the iron plate, and another rune on the obsidian plate of the furnace body, which becomes The right runes do not work individually, but when combined they become part of the entire circle."

While talking, Rebecca demonstrated to Gawain. She pressed the pedal hard, and the iron plate connected to it flipped over and fit into the groove under the furnace. Only then did Gawain see the engraving on the back of it. With the basic elemental rune - just the missing part of the furnace body magic circle.

It's a switch, an extremely simple, yet creative structure.

Before this thing appeared, magicians basically used their own magic power to control the operation of the magic circle.

But blacksmiths don't know how to control magic, so they obviously need it.

After the iron plate was turned upside down, the magic circuit of the entire furnace was connected. Gawain felt a slight gust of air in the surrounding air, and then some shimmering patterns appeared on the surface of the slate on the ground. And the magic circles on the side of the furnace also began to activate, and the runes on them lighted up one by one—firewood had already been placed in the furnace, and at this moment, with the activation of the magic circle, the firewood began to burn directly, and suddenly rose up. The raging flames are far more vigorous and hotter than the firewood burning under normal circumstances!

Rebecca has already released her feet, but the iron plate has been fixed in the groove of the furnace body under the action of the gears of the mechanism. Push that rough rune up to take effect, and it's clearly working perfectly.

"Step on it again and go back!" Rebecca pointed at the teeth between the connecting rods quite proudly, "I named this whole set of things 'Rune Trigger',

It is a mechanism that uses runes as conduction and can be pulled! Let me tell you, don't think it's easy to just take apart a few runes and reassemble them, but after testing for a long time, I have determined that this pair of runes is the most stable and versatile combination."

Girl, you gave this thing a super b-shaped name!

Seeing Gawain's dazed eyes, Rebecca finally stopped the constant baba caused by excessive excitement, and said with a little hope and nervousness: "Master Ancestor, what do you think of this thing? By the way, except for this Except for the rune trigger, the rest of the furnace was modified by Hammer."

"Very good, very good, both of you are doing well," Gawain said sincerely, and then noticed that the old blacksmith was not there, so he asked curiously, "Where did Hammer go?"

Rebecca scratched her hair: "Because building a new furnace requires more black stone and red clay, he took a few apprentices and went to the mountains to find materials with the expedition team -- when the expedition team came back yesterday, he said: I saw Black Rock in the mountains."

Gawain snorted, and then suddenly remembered that he was looking for Rebecca for something serious, so he patted his head: "Ah, by the way, I have something to do with you—you look at this first, do you have an impression?"

As he spoke, he took out a gray-black, unremarkable piece of hardwood: this was the last piece of "waste" he had left after the sample he handed over to Hetty.

Rebecca recognized it the moment she saw it: "Ah, isn't this the rubbish that I burned before?"

"Look carefully here," Gawain saw that Rebecca herself didn't notice that the "waste" she burned was actually mixed with other things, "Have you seen these crystals one by one? Do you remember? How did you burn these things?"

It was only then that Rebecca noticed the fine particles. To be honest, since the burnt slag looked similar, she couldn't tell which furnace it was from, but fortunately she strictly followed the high standards. The "operating rules" explained by the article, the material ratio, time, temperature, and kiln number of each furnace sample are carefully recorded, as long as it is confirmed that this is in the first batch of samples, Then restore all the records of the day, and it is easy to determine where these things came from.

Hearing that Rebecca made a serious record, and it was easy to restore the details of the operation at that time from the record, Gawain was really relieved: In the context of this era, the words "detailed record" are almost non-existent. In the minds of ordinary people, only magicians who are obsessed with all kinds of magic research have superficial concepts in this regard, but Rebecca is not a magician who can do research. Her fireball technique has always only been large, super large, It's super super, and I don't know how many levels, so this girl has never developed any habit of doing experiments.

But fortunately, she was very obedient, and she was not sloppy about what Gawain ordered.

While Gawain was studying how to introduce the "art of explosion" into this era as soon as possible, a certain half-elf thief who had nothing to do after eating and drinking was wandering in the dense jungle of the Dark Mountains.

Of course, a more high-sounding statement is to inspect the borders of the territory, and searching for potential dangers and wealth in the dark mountains is almost the same thing, but anyone who knows her knows that this is just fishing.

Carrying two beloved little daggers and humming a song that doesn't make a tune, Amber jumped between rocks and branches like walking on the ground. With the help of the ubiquitous shadows in the mountains and forests, her figure would disappear from time to time. In the air, and then suddenly appeared dozens or even hundreds of meters away, sometimes the figure flickered, and there would be an extra wild fruit picked from nowhere on her small dagger, which was then thrown away by two bites.

This dark forest in the mountains is like a tailor-made paradise for Amber, who is both an elf and a shadow master.

“Ha what a great place”

Standing on the branches of a big tree, Amber stretched comfortably and sighed leisurely.

Although she was frightened by the illustrious name of the Dark Mountains when she first came here, she even thought about whether to find an opportunity to escape, but after staying here for a while, she found that this place really told the 700-year-old Zongzi The same - not so scary at all.

That's right, the magic tide has passed for hundreds of years. Those monsters are double-blocked on the Gondor wasteland by the magnificent wall and the dark mountain range. The north side of the mountain range is protected by layers. How could there be any danger.

Those guys in the north really frightened themselves, they were scared to death.

Amber unconsciously ridiculed those "Northerners" who dared not come here because of the fierce reputation of the Dark Mountains, but completely forgot that he was one of these people not long ago.

She stayed on the branch for a while, and the wind was cool enough to fall back from the tree with her arms outstretched.

When she was halfway down, she entered the shadow form, and the power of the shadow wrapped her and took her into a world that was parallel to the real world, but almost no one could step into it.

The sound of wind, insects and birds in the woods disappeared in an instant, and Amber fell lightly on the ground, standing in a quiet and monotonous world.

The dense forest is gone. There are only clumps of strange rocks and rugged mountain roads. A few dead tree trunks lie across the mountains. Those ferocious branches are like fangs and sharp teeth, pointing to the gray and gloomy sky of the Shadow Realm.

This black and white world is as disturbing as the legendary kingdom of the dead, but for Amber, it is a very reassuring place.

Standing here, there will be a feeling of home.

But the previous Amber did not come here often.

Despite her outstanding shadow talent, Amber was not able to enter the shadow world anytime, anywhere. She could only roughly sense the "boundary" of the world, and it was easier than ordinary stalkers to reach this boundary. But if you want to completely cross the border, it is very difficult. It often requires a long time of meditation, or you must use some magic items and potions to do it.

But since leaving Cecil Land, this process seems to have become a lot easier.

As long as you concentrate, you can feel the existence of the boundary, and as long as you mobilize the power of the shadow, you can easily cross the boundary.

After a period of familiarity and adaptation, she can even jump into the shadow world in a fancy way like now.

Although she is not a scholar specializing in the power of shadows, nor is she a mage with an "extraordinary sense of smell", Amber herself is not stupid. She vaguely guessed that the shadow world became easier to enter because her shadow affinity had improved by leaps and bounds. progress (of course there must be progress), but the world itself is probably changing, and there is some force that has caused the walls of the shadow world and the present world to loosen.

But so far, its loosening should be very slight, and only the "freak" can feel its change.

If you regard the changes in the shadow world as a big discovery, and go to those high-ranking mages and scholars, you will be driven away by them as lunatics, or worse: your excellent shadow talent and inferior The fighting ability will be regarded as a kind of treasure from heaven, and I am afraid that I will not even be able to get out of the mage tower of those people alive.

Amber wandered in the shadow world, enjoying the tranquility and safety of this world, with her little thoughts floating in her heart.

So what does the change in the world have to do with you?

But maybe you can talk to the guy who opened the coffin?

That guy looks like the type that's interested in these weird things, and he's definitely not going to cut himself on a lab bench.

Amber's mind swirled with various thoughts, some and not, and unconsciously laughed.

(Mom, it's on the shelves today - who would have thought I'd update this time?)