Chapter 601: Daily Life of Karen Mages...

"My lord, it's not the lord... it's the Rosary Cross."

This answer made Milno's chest suffocate immediately, his face turned red and pale, and finally he sat back slumped. Although the "Viper Cross" is more powerful in the central and eastern part of the kingdom, the "Rose Cross" is on the bright side. The orthodox sect, even Charles II can't just say it. Mirno is just a commander with a command arrow. Even if he forces the local lord to enter the monastery or church to take someone, how can he do it?

"Rosaceous Cross... Rosaceous Cross again!"

Before that, he tried to establish trade barriers to block the circulation of Efta in all aspects and the entire Karen Kingdom, but in the end it didn't have enough effect. The biggest factor of this was the lack of cooperation of the "Rose Cross". People's sects should transport how to transport, walk as they want, and those who dare to stop will be hacked to death as heretics, so now Mirno really hates this group of gods.

While he was gnashing his teeth, a message came from the attendant: there was a bishop visiting outside the Earl's Palace.

"What bishop? What do you want me for?"

Milnor was annoyed at the "Rosaceous Cross", he got angry when he heard the word "Bishop", but when the attendant whispered "The Viper's Cross", he was taken aback for a moment, and changed instantly, He beckoned and said, "Go please, I'll wait for him in the living room."

"Looking for me at this time, it seems that they are ready to get involved..."

Although Mirno is not good at fighting, his political sense is much more sensitive. The mood that was originally full of negative emotions has improved a lot. Taking a long breath, he carefully considered the possible demands of Viper's Cross, and then walked towards the conference hall with a smile on his face.

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While Earl Mirno was struggling with how to start this war, Karen's magisters had no intention of intervening in this war at all.

In fact, although mages are basically funded by the royal family or nobles, there is an unwritten rule: mages above the level of magister will not participate in any battles within the kingdom.

The mages of the Karen Kingdom have hardly fought in actual combat over the years, so they lost so badly when facing the young mages brought by Houdini. It is very fragile.

But this does not mean that the magic world of the Karen Kingdom has given up on itself. After the comparison in the capital, several magisters started new research with their own heads, and at the same time had stricter rules for their apprentices. The "magic geniuses" who used to rely on their talents suddenly ushered in a nightmare training with endless complaints.

And the rest of the mages went back and forth between the laboratory and the magic tower with dark circles almost all day long, and it seemed that their life was worse than that of the farmers.

Virda is one of these mages.

He is thirty-three years old this year, and he is an apprentice under the "Crown of Ice" Kron. Of course, compared with the few proud students who followed Kron to the capital, Verda can only be regarded as an extremely "mediocre" mid-level magician. His life as a priest and an independent laboratory is actually quite nourishing.

Virda is not a mage known for his intelligence. He reached advanced level 21 at the age of thirty-three by virtue of his extraordinary diligence and patience. He is the kind of person who can repeat an experiment a hundred times without changing his face. Krone evaluates him as a diligent old scalper. Although he can't be the biggest pillar, he is the indispensable backbone of Karen's magic world. strength.

The magic tower where the Kron magister is located is relatively close to the capital, and his apprentices are also doing magic research and learning in the nearby laboratory. Therefore, in this war of orc invasion, the entire territory near the magic tower has no Affected by any influence, there are fewer caravans on the street, and it doesn't look much different from usual.

Velda was wearing a gray mage robe, and hurriedly walked towards the building at the end of the street. At this time, he is preparing to purchase the experimental materials he will need next, because his instructor Kron has been in a hurry recently, and he barely finished the experiment after rushing through the night for the past few days, so his energy is low at this time, and his head feels a little bit dizzy. When he walked into the narrow magic props store, he accidentally tripped over the threshold and almost spilled three or four bottles of medicine placed in the window, which drew a burst of curses from the boss:

"It's the third time! If you really smash that bottle of potion, I swear you won't be able to afford it if you sell your laboratory!"

"sorry Sorry…"

Virda hastily apologized to the dwarf man who was only half his height. The latter's face looked to be in his forties, but his body was only the size of a child, which looked rather strange. The store manager named Daweiqi became like this in a drug accident. His dwarfism-like figure made him have a bad temper. Although the prices of the goods in the store are reasonable and the quality is guaranteed, there are still many mages Unable to bear his attitude, he left angrily.

But Vierda was obviously a regular customer, and his meek temper didn't take Dawitch's accusation to heart. After apologizing repeatedly, he took out the list of materials and began to ask the other party to count and get the goods.

"Another order?"

The dwarf man glanced at it, and sneered: "The experiment failed again? You have taken the same share of materials for the fourth time, so wasting gold coins, won't you be dragged out by Mr. Crohn?"

"I'm stupid, that... there's nothing I can do about it."

Virda smiled honestly. Daweiqi didn't know what he looked like, and it was no fun for him to bully honest people, so he jumped off the high stool and took out strange shapes from the cabinets while he was chanting. At the same time, he changed the subject and said: "I heard that Efta has won a great victory. Are you sure this is true news?"

"Ah, I really don't know about this," he scratched his head, "Mr. Crohn never said anything."

"That's right, the orcs' attack scared a few nobles. You apprentices under the magister don't have to worry about going to war again. But it's a good thing not to fight. The logistics can't keep up. Maybe you magicians They are all starving, and it would be a joke to say it. Hey...Efta obviously expected it a long time ago, what is the ebb and flow, this is called the ebb and flow!"

Daweiqi took out the bottles and cans while nagging, and Verda asked curiously: "Huh? How do you know so much news? I remember you used to discuss with me which waiter in the Merck Tavern Is the raw butt the most upturned?"