An old mage said excitedly that he had been working steadily in the academic sect for many years, relying on the eagle-fighting tactic, and finally used his little talent and a lot of time to survive the rain.
Seeing that there is no hope of further progress, the old mage also plans to shift his future development direction from pure theory to actual combat.
However, maybe because he has been stuck in the academy for these years and has hardly done anything except teaching students, his current combat experience seems to be a bit insufficient.
It's not that the old mage can't defeat the newbies. The dungeon experience he has accumulated over the years is not enough to make him such an old man.
After reaching this point, who was not a genius back then?
However, compared to those who are more talented among his peers, in order to catch up with their footsteps, he has to devote more energy to the research of magic. Compared with that group of people, he does show signs of lagging behind in terms of combat experience.
.
Seeing that he has reached a bottleneck in spells and has been unable to break through, he occasionally uses spells to make friends with his old friends. Various spells and skills are at his fingertips, but when it comes to fighting, his lack of combat skills makes him unable to break through.
Haven't been able to win yet.
How could the old mage, who had been stubborn all his life, accept this kind of thing, so he planned to practice hard on his fighting skills...
Then you find that it's useless even if you practice hard. You are practicing hard on combat skills, and your old friends are also practicing hard. They can even bombard the dungeon while advancing their own spell research.
This made the old mage extremely envious.
Seeing that there was less and less hope of defeating them, Ren Ren became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and the more he thought about taking a step back, the more he would lose.
Hey, I’m so angry!
unbearable!
No matter what method is used, as long as it is reasonable enough, as long as you can win, there is no problem with using some tricks, right?
For example, if I can't beat you, I will find a monster who is more genius than you or even a monster that ordinary people can't understand, and use his technical achievements to find a chance of winning. Is this okay?
Punishment?
Of course!
"If Your Highness Kyle can agree, that would be great. There are many young people in the royal court who have just embarked on the journey of mage, and they are still very interested in the battle mage you created."
The old mage's bitter face finally couldn't help but relax, and a smile from the heart quietly emerged.
Lord Bartlett said helplessly: "Wenes, you are also an old man in the academy. Can you speak with more sincerity? Don't you just want to use Kyle's targeted spell to hit your old friend?
If he doesn't know much about the current trends of the Battle Mage, he may indeed be tricked by you."
"That's enough, I don't want to suppress him all the time. Winning once is enough." The old mage Weness said nonchalantly.
Lord Bartlett pinched his eyebrows with a headache and looked a little embarrassed:
"The problem is that the guy you want to fight, he also came to tell me about this some time ago, expressing his hope that Wang Ting will quickly open a channel for job transfer."
Wenes was so angry that his nose was twisted, and he yelled: "Why is that guy so like a jackal that smelled the scent, and ran over so quickly! Is he targeting me?"
Bartlett muttered in his heart: "You are right. The first thing people come to me and say is, 'When will the battle mage's class change be enabled? If we don't change the class as soon as possible, Venes will
That guy must have some crazy ideas!"
Of course, Bartlett just thought about it in his mind and did not say it out loud.
After all, if they say it out loud, I'm afraid the two of them will have to give up their spells and fight hand-to-hand in private.
These two guys have not become magic monarchs, and their life span is naturally not as good as his own. At this age, they are still fighting each other with fists and kicks like when they were young. He is worried that if he is not careful, the white-haired man will give away the black hair.
People.
Oh no, although I am older, I still have black hair, but the younger two have gray hair.
…
After the meal, Kyle briefly discussed with several people some related promotion and rollout matters regarding the future job transfer of the Battle Mage.
After confirming the final general process, several mages nodded with satisfaction. Without wasting his time any more, they found a reason to go out and visit Titan City and left directly.
His eyes finally turned in another direction.
"Lord Bartlett, please."
Upon hearing this, Bartlett stood up and got into the carriage, greeted by Kyle.
The horse in front neighed, and with the sound of horseshoes hitting the ground, the carriage rushed towards the building called the Lord's Mansion, which was actually a group of castles.
"Now I am a little more cautious as a professional."
On the carriage, Bartlett said with emotion:
"But I can't blame you. At your age, most people have just passed the initial stage of their careers. Unlike you, you have already stood at the finish line of others in such a short period of time."
"It's also a stopgap measure. Too many eyes are focused on me now. If possible, I definitely want to keep a little more privacy."
People who don't know the specific situation after the field is revealed will naturally not understand the conversation between the two.
But for Kyle and Bartlett, who both came from this stage, the content of these conversations was tacitly understood.
Obviously, after the teleportation to Titan City, Lord Bartlett had already felt a mysterious force surrounding Titan City.
This kind of power is called the field, and its purpose is to overthrow all situations that are not conducive to oneself and re-establish a field that is absolutely powerful for oneself.
However, Bartlett was somewhat surprised that Kyle could use domain effects so skillfully.
But Bartlett didn't ask any more questions, and decisively changed the subject, saying: "Today's dishes taste pretty good, but this method and taste...
As expected, you are very close to the undead, as the rumors say."
"It doesn't matter if we are close or not, we all need each other, so since neither party hates each other, let's get together and see how we can find peace for one party in such a troubled world."
"You kid, you are a brat. At your age, it would be more appropriate to think more about poetry and distant places. If not, you can recruit more chefs like this and see if you can go to the royal capital and open a mid-range restaurant.
shop.
If possible, don’t book too high a price. I’m afraid I can’t afford it. Maybe if this business does well, I can open hotels to other countries in the future.”
Kyle shook his head: "My family knows their own business, and these related production techniques and concepts come from the undead. Using other people's things to seek wealth, I don't have such leisurely time.
Of course, maybe it’s because the hidden benefits are not huge enough, at least not huge enough to make me extremely tempted. After all, mid-to-high-end catering is not something I can successfully open just because I want to.”
"I think it's quite delicious."
Bartlett smiled and said: "I obviously like the delicacies of the undead more than the delicacies of some special origins."
Kyle secretly murmured in his heart that judging from the current situation, in a world with extremely rich resources, it should be quite easy to develop a large amount of delicious food according to common sense.
But perhaps it is precisely because there are so many things that can be directly used to fill the stomach that it has greatly affected the normal development process of the cuisine of native civilizations.
After all, the reason why my hometown in the human connection in my previous life had such a large number and complicated cuisines was, on the one hand, the influence of the vast land and abundant resources, and on the other hand, the insufficient food output caused by the large population.
For a long period of time, it was very difficult to eat enough.
And it is precisely because it is not easy to fill up that the civilization in the previous life will do its best to bring out the original flavor of things that can be used as food.
This is obviously still unimaginable for the residents of Shenhua Continent with more complex resources.
Perhaps because the food that can be eaten far exceeds that of the original human body, people in this world are not very capable of resisting food risks.
It is difficult to hone such a special cultural system with a devout belief in food without repeatedly experiencing the tragic years of "big hunger and people eating each other".
Perhaps it is precisely because of being rooted in this cultural system that a flower called gourmet has successfully bloomed.
Bartlett praised the dishes prepared by the chef at Lord Kyle's Mansion, but Kyle still made up his mind and did not want to rely on the skills of his compatriots to promote the restaurant.
"Lord Bartlett, I am definitely satisfied with the cooking standards of the chefs who have spent money to hire, and I will also have a strong interest in the special delicacies from the Kingdom of Chantia."
When mentioning this matter, Kyle shook his head and sighed: "But the fact is that, to a large extent, the establishment of a mid- to high-end restaurant needs to be affected by many factors."
Kyle looked seriously at the magical monarch who was full of praise for the human joint delicacies, and said with a serious expression:
"Lord Bartlett, the history of Lancaster's fortune is too short. If I only consider it from the perspective of taste, I don't need to put too much thought on it.
I quite agree with the innovation in food concepts brought about by the people of Chang Ti Ya, but many things in this world are not judged purely based on strength.
Looking at the entire Ibel Federation, brands that can carry out mid-to-high-end catering in multiple places have a complete set of logic built into them, and not just because of taste."
It has been many years since Kyle came to Shenhua Continent, and he knows much more about the rules of this continent than before.
It stands to reason that the Ibel Federation has already made the elves "peace-loving". Under normal circumstances, it would be good if they did not directly and fundamentally cut off the written inheritance of the elves. How can the high elven language be circulated smoothly in the federation?
Unobstructed?
But the reality is that although the Supreme Forest is declining, their artwork and high elven language are widely supported and praised within the Ibel Federation.
Kyle knew exactly why this happened.
The Ibel Federation is already considered to be the forefront country in this era, and its strength is undoubtedly strong.
But...it's not strong enough.
Even now that the elves have lost most of their enclaves, even though the core combat power of the elves has been repeatedly crushed underground by the Ibel Federation, even the former elf queen had her head chopped off by Lionheart...
However, both the common people of the Ibel Federation and the nobles of the Federation still have a considerable admiration for the elven artworks and their high elven language.
The reason is simply that the elves once achieved the title of overlord of the era in history and crushed that era with unparalleled power.
The Ibel Federation is strong, but not strong enough.
Before the Ibel Federation achieved the hegemony of the continent on behalf of mankind, many things in culture were not accepted by both internal and external parties.
In short, if you want to stand up and speak loudly in front of people from other countries, you must do everything possible to prove your own strength.
Didn’t you see that dragons, as the overlords of the last era, can reasonably be called one of the races with the strongest average individual strength on the continent.
However, such a group not only has no way to protect its right to speak, but has even become a symbol of being treated as a villain in most folk books.
"Evil dragon", "evil dragon" and other titles are common in various novels.
So much so that people now think of dragons as their first reaction, which is to be ready to initiate action at any time.
Dragons that were once so powerful have fallen to this point, let alone others.
That is to say, the elves had just fallen off the stage of the Era Overlord, and before they had time to uncover the bloody remains, the centipede insect was still alive, allowing its culture to still have a very high status on the continent.
This kind of thing also occurs in the catering industry.
So Kyle emphasized it again.
"Maybe you are right."
Lord Bartlett said with a smile: "For ordinary people like me, the most important thing about food is to be able to eat enough. If on the basis of being able to eat enough, it can be cooked deliciously, that is enough."
"The same is true for me, but sometimes, the special fruit platter from the High Forest, the spirits from the Forge, and the so-called sacrificial dishes from Holy Brinia to the gods are served on the upper floor before guests are received.
China will become more popular."
"It does happen that some people will say that these things are the most delicious food, as if they will be different from other people as long as they eat these things...
But for an old man like me who has been in Holy Brinia for many years, I don’t like the things they hold as the standard, and it can even be said that I vomited them after eating them.
I don't like to hear them talk about the origin of the delicacies offered to the gods. I only know that when I eat these things, I think I am in a temple sprayed with incense.
There is only the smell of incense, but not much of the food. Not only is the food cold, but the portion is very small. Is it delicious? Can it be full?"
Seeing the unhappy expression on Lord Bartlett's face, Kyle suddenly felt that this monarch seemed a little more realistic.
It is not the illusory stereotype of a near-perfect "magic monarch" in the eyes of ordinary mages, nor is it some simple symbol representing power and destruction.
In the final analysis, Lord Bartlett also has his own ideas, preferences, and even more than just food. When he mentioned Teacher Lucius, he could vaguely feel Lord Bartlett's behavior towards Teacher Lucius's night battle with the monster girl in Fengqing Street.
disdain...
And a little bit of envy and jealousy that cannot be traced.
"Sure enough, I still hope that some mid-to-high-end catering with the core purpose of having a good meal can be expanded, and all those junk catering brands that have no meaning other than exquisiteness will be wiped out.
This is probably the reason why I must come back, I want to turn all those hypocritical and useless props into what I like."
Bartlett didn't say anything great, but simply expressed his disdain and dissatisfaction with these high-end restaurants that could not meet his core needs.
"It's true as you said, if you really want to let your own cultural symbols completely replace those things that we don't like, there are actually two ways to choose."
The corners of Bartlett's mouth raised slightly, and his voice seemed to become a little more happy. He snorted and said:
"Oh? What do you think is the way to make such a thing happen?"
Kyle glanced at the magic monarch with a playful smile on his face, shook his head and said:
"Isn't this something everyone knows?"
"Tell me about it?"
“The first is either through long-term brand management, and by digging into the local market of mainstream mid-to-high-end catering target groups, and through time accumulation and continuous investment, forming taste memories in the local area. In this way, you
It will be fully recognized by them.”
Bartlett shook his head and said: "This statement is based on real business competition without external conflicts. There will definitely be a large number of people interfering with you and preventing you from grabbing their already stable market.
Even if you can stay in the local area by relying on your better cuisine and reputation, you can easily encounter unprovoked plots.
Especially in the food industry, if you randomly fabricate a kitchen staff who poops and pees in the basin where you know the vegetables, fruits and meats, a rational person will know it is fake at first glance, but as long as there is wind outside,
Then it doesn't matter whether it's fake or not.
After all...the shit pot is already on your head."
Kyle nodded and said: "That's right, once the external environment falls into a comprehensive disadvantage, then we will inevitably encounter encirclement and suppression by our opponents.
We ourselves are dragons crossing the river. It is not comfortable at all to be surrounded and suppressed on other people's territory. Being peeled off is a minor matter. If it is more serious, it is very likely that we will die suddenly on the spot and be eaten by others.
Already."
Bartlett nodded and said with a smile: "So, how did you choose the second method?"
Kyle was silent for a moment, and finally said with a helpless chuckle: "In fact, the other method will be more difficult, but if it succeeds, it will almost be done once and for all."
"for example?"
"Whenever the Ibel Federation becomes the strongest country in the world, no one else, and when the human era completely begins, other races will shun it...
At that time, this simple expansion model will be completely unnecessary. Let alone whether the food tastes good or not. At that time, if the knife is held to their necks, some of them will say that the shit tastes delicious."
"Hahaha...Okay! Well said! I knew you would surprise me!" Bartlett clapped his hands and laughed wildly.
Kyle snorted lightly and continued: "Lord Bartlett, there is no need to test me like this. This place is in my territory now, and everywhere you look around are my people.
For things like this, it would be nice to explain it straightforwardly."
Kyle rubbed his eyebrows.
It takes a lot of effort to talk to such an old fox.
At first, when he was guiding Kyle to talk, Kyle didn't realize the problem right away. He really thought that Lord Bartlett was talking about his liking for eating the modified squirrel mandarin fish.
But now that I look back and savor it carefully, I will find that things are far from as simple as I thought.
The meaning of these words was obviously to test Kyle's attitude towards certain things from the enemy country.
gourmet food?
Food is just a synonym.
It can refer to food, or it can refer to the right to speak on certain matters in the Principality of England and even the Ibel Federation.
In the field of magic, high elves serve as the origin, with the right to interpret magic theories and the right to determine whether the theories are reasonable.
In the field of weapon forging, the dwarves of Forge Castle's refined craftsmanship of weapons is as enduring as their reputation in the field of fine wine.
Another example is the right to speak about humans. Does the federation, which actually manages the Ibel people, have greater influence on the people under its command, or does the belief in the gods represented by Holy Brinia have an influence on the entire human race?
big.
These things are all issues that Kyle needs to consider in the future.
Many times Kyle would feel hesitant. After all, to be honest, judging from the current situation, in the early years of the Goblin Empire, many countries connected by Holy Brinia, every one of them stood on the side of Holy Brinia again.
side possibility.
So he had a subtle thought in his mind: "Lord Bartlett, were the wars we fought against the Supreme Forest and the Forge just because these two countries tried to provoke our stubbornness over territory?"
"You have to think about this question yourself. Or... you can ask Lionheart about this matter. After all, when these things happened, I was still trapped in Holy Brinia and had no way to escape myself!
"
Kyle nodded.
The Ibel Federation restored the freedom of Lord Bartlett, during which it also spent a lot of effort and paid a considerable price.
At that time, Lord Bartlett was probably still under house arrest around the Holy Mountain.
Although Lord Bartlett could still enter and leave the church on the Holy Mountain at will at that time, it is said that almost every day and night, he was not free from the surveillance of Holy Brinia.
"But..." Lord Bartlett spoke again, attracting Kyle's attention.
Kyle raised his head slightly to look at the magic monarch, and then saw the magic monarch's faint smile: "Kyle, do you want to hear me tell my story?"
"I will listen attentively."
…
That was many, many years ago.
In a small, barren and backward city-state, a genius magician who had never been seen before was born.
For a long time, this genius magician was invincible among the magicians of the same age in his city-state, and even many older magicians were so weak to him.
So much so that for a long period of time, the genius magician was not looked down upon by many of his peers.
If he had to say it, the only people worthy of his respect were probably the seniors who grew up with him under the guidance of his teachers.
Everyone was extraordinarily generous to him, and felt that the genius magician should be the one most likely to achieve a historic breakthrough in the field of enchantment.
By chance, the teacher of the genius magician assigned him a task. Taking their research results on enchantment spells at that time, they traveled thousands of miles to the then holy Brinia to participate in a rather grand event.
Spellwork seminar.
The genius magician agreed without hesitation.
In his opinion, he himself is a genius, and the spells he and his teachers and seniors developed can naturally be regarded as genius spells.
However, after arriving at Holy Brinia, he found that things were not that simple.
Logically speaking, this mage seminar in Holy Brinia does not restrict anyone's admission or speech on the results of magic research.
But behind "it stands to reason" there is a set of unspoken rules for confident operation, that is, those who can participate in this seminar must be those mages recognized by Holy Brinia and qualified to independently study magic theory.
power.
Can……
At that time, the city-state had no sense of existence at all on the continent of Zhushengfutu. Even when he reported the location of his country, the staff of the relevant seminars had to go out of their way to pull up the latest surrounding maps.
, look at where the city-state called Ibel is.
Obviously, after seeing that the city-state of Ibel was just a small city-state that was extremely ordinary, the relevant people in charge of the seminar looked down upon these magic rubbish from the small city-state.
In particular, this is the notorious confusion and control system.
At that time, the magicians who were good at charming people's hearts were not burdened by the criticism like later generations, so they had to change their name to magicians and call themselves enchanters.
The person in charge was not very fond of the talented magician, so he simply handed over the matter of dealing with this boy to a subordinate, Joshua, whose ancestors were also from the city-state of Ibel. The implication was that he hoped that through the friendship of his fellow countrymen,
His identity sent him away.
This was the first time that Joshua saw a living person from the city-state of Ibel. Out of some unknown mentality, he took his "fellow countryman" to a very famous restaurant under the Holy Mountain for dinner.
This restaurant mainly sells food that is offered to the gods.
Influenced by the Church of the Earth Mother, these exquisite and gorgeous sacrificial foods need to be handed over to the church's senior leaders to enjoy directly after the sacrifice is completed, or distributed to poor families around the Holy Mountain as holy food.
To put it simply, it is food given by gods to believers.
Such behavior continued in Holy Brinia for many, many years.
Believers who were deeply influenced by the church immediately copied this set.
They firmly believe that these foods that were once offered to gods and enjoyed by church leaders naturally have a more noble status than other foods.
A restaurant like this was born specifically to make this kind of food.
That was also the first time that the genius magician dined in the Celia Tavern.
The genius magician, who had never seen such exquisite food in the city-state of Ibel, felt his index finger twitch and started to eat with almost no hesitation.
For Joshua, who has lived in the Holy Mountain since he was a child, the appearance of the genius magician was really ugly, and it directly aroused his disgust.
During the conversation, when Joshua was mentioned, the genius magician would always show a shy smile and said that Joshua was very powerful and that he was worthy of the Ibel City State to be able to gain a foothold in such a powerful country.
Proud genius.
Joshua was very unhappy when he heard this.
He frowned and said: "I was only born in the city-state of Ybel in my earliest years, and now I am an out-and-out holy Brinian."
The genius magician did not take these words seriously, but joked: "I know, I know, but Mr. Joshua, the blood of other countries will never be able to truly penetrate into the core...
Unless you are willing to exchange the blood of more compatriots for this honor."
Because of these words, Joshua, who was a little embarrassed, had a debate with the genius magician in the Celia restaurant.
Then...Joshua suddenly discovered that this boy's understanding and control of magic was indeed far beyond ordinary people.
The final outcome...
Well, no one forced the other party to admit defeat. It can only be said that Joshua simply chose to turn his head away in the end and not face this damn and cunning "comatriot" directly.
But the genius magician didn't care about these details.
He still regarded Joshua, who had been recognized by other countries in Holy Brinia, as the pride of the city-state of Ibel.
Before leaving, the genius magician picked up a small box of cream sealed on the plate and said with a smile:
"Those things just now look pretty good, but this small jar of things can't quench my hunger."
Afterwards, as a chance to give this poor, somewhat embarrassing fellow villager, Joshua planned to show some friendship with his fellow villagers and at least give him a chance to enter the magic seminar.
So he took the genius magician for a walk around the relevant departments responsible for the seminar.
However, the main participants in this magic seminar were the guests who had been arranged with invitations in advance.
Suddenly a savage appeared. Although there was room for error within the seminar, it was a position specially reserved by the supervisor to prevent some mages with special identities from entering.
In this venue, there is no place for any mage from the city of Ibel.
After seeing the big-hearted expression on this talented magician's face, Joshua finally relented and decided to make a little effort.
In principle, if any one of the managers at all levels of the main organizer agrees with the relevant spell research brought by the genius magician, he will be fully qualified to enter the venue.
In fact, Joshua knew that these qualifications were generally reserved for those in charge of the younger generation who wanted to become mages.
Some of the seats specially reserved by the venue manager were reserved for them.
However, it got off to a bad start, with almost all supervisors rejecting the application of the talented magician without hesitation.
They didn't even bother to read the relevant magic research documents. They refused to browse the documents without hesitation because "your city-state of Ybel is not in the list of mage forces we invited this time."
When leaving the supervisor's office, Joshua could only helplessly say to the magician:
"Bartlett, do you understand now? No one takes the results of a small city-state seriously.
The relevant research you have done may not even appear in the public eye, enter seminars, be viewed by other mages and forces, and have no chance to communicate and learn."
This unprecedented humiliation made Bartlett understand something.
Just when he was about to turn around and leave, Joshua thought of something and took Bartlett, who was much younger, in a circle and came to the vicinity of the [Arbitration Tribunal].
Soon they met some staff of the arbitral tribunal.
Even if Bartlett was very courageous, he was still shocked after seeing the notorious members of the arbitration tribunal.
But they never expected that after the members of the arbitral tribunal heard Joshua talk about Bartlett's request to verify the magic theory, he did not hesitate at all and happily accepted the task.
What they never expected was that in the experimental site of the Arbitration Tribunal, Bartlett actually showed everyone the power from the enchantment and control mage in a way that was beyond everyone's expectations.
Even though it does not have much destructive power in itself, in terms of distortion and restoration of the human spirit, the magic [Distortion Finger] and [Correction Finger] brought by Bartlett are in line with the Arbitration Tribunal's needs for related types of spells.
The members of the arbitral tribunal who were present at the time were very fond of these two spells and directly called the people who developed these spells "geniuses"!
Later, in order to further test the effectiveness of these two techniques, the group conducted further detailed experiments on living animals in the arbitration tribunal experimental site.
After some experiments, everyone discovered that the biggest problem with these two spells is probably that there is no way to restore and correct an existence whose memory has completely collapsed.
But... how else can we say that young Bartlett is really a genius magician?
Knowing how important this seminar was to the teachers who were still in the city-state of Iberche at the time, Bartlett picked up these two spells without hesitation, and used his ideas and talents to master these two spells.
Carry out further deductions.
This deduction led to the early morning of the next day.
Such a persistent spirit finally touched the heart of Joshua, who came quietly to explore, and he decided to do a little more for this young genius.
On this day, the magic test conducted within the Tribunal went extremely smoothly, and the Tribunal agreed without hesitation that he would launch a mage seminar in the capacity of the Tribunal.
Excited, Bartlett borrowed Joshua's communication crystal, then contacted the teachers and seniors who were still in the city-state, and told them the exciting news.
That day, Bartlett pushed Joshua to the communication crystal and said with great pride:
"Fortunately, with the help of our compatriots, the director of the relevant agency is willing to experiment with our magic. He is our great benefactor."
Bartlett said this at the time...
It was through this conversation that Joshua learned that since there is no professional mage tower in the city-state of Ibel, there is no way to rely on the tower spirit to experiment with the ultimate in this new spell.
For this reason, they could not think of any way to complete the experiment, so they wanted to get help from some mages through this seminar.
In the process of chatting with Bartlett, Joshua finally learned that the simple magic workshop built by Bartlett's teacher was not far from the area where he used to live.
There was a beautiful lake in that area, and when he was very young, Joshua remembered that he was taught to swim by his father there.
Later...then my father died.
Once while going out, he died under an attack from someone unknown. When the body was returned, only the lower body was scattered.
Later... he and his mother left this sad place and went to the legendary country where they were protected for life, Holy Brinia. When he looked back, it turned out that more than thirty years had passed unknowingly.
Year.
Such a long time had passed, and the memory of the previous time in the city-state of Ibel had been completely blurred. So when he picked up the documents that Bartlett gave him and read them, the human mother tongue text on them seemed so strange.
It looks... like some symbols with unknown meanings.
It was rare to hear Joshua mention his past events. Bartlett smiled and said to him:
"Actually, I have a similar experience to you. When I was about ten years old, I fled to the city-state of Inkilanth with my parents. It was the people there who gave us a chance to live, and then we had the opportunity to learn magic.
Later, after learning some basic magic theories in the city-state of Inkilans and obtaining the title of second-level mage, my mother and I returned to the city-state of Ibel."
At that time, Joshua was shocked: "Why? I have been paying attention to the news about the city-state of Ibel, which must have been riddled with economic blockades and internal conflicts from neighboring countries!"
…
Bartlett looked deeply at Kyle.
"What's down there?" Kyle looked at Bartlett just right.
After all, he was curious about how Bartlett responded back then.
However, Bartlett just patted him on the shoulder, smiled like an old naughty boy and said, "Guess."
Kyle stopped talking. He still didn't know that Bartlett was trying to tease him.
"Lord, we've arrived." A maid's voice came from outside the carriage.
The two got off the carriage.
Bartlett raised his head and looked toward the sky.
In a trance, time intersects.
"That's why I have to go back!"
This is what he said to Joshua at that time:
"What can save the city-state of Ibel is neither the so-called military strength nor ideological ideas, but knowledge that revitalizes the country and unites industry. Only by doing so can the people in my hometown be rich and our city-state be prosperous."
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【About the latest chapter of diary】
I originally wanted to post it, but there was something wrong with the plot, which was the last 2,000 words, so I made a batch of copies first and then modified the plot.
I have just modified a version that I am barely satisfied with. It is really explosive to do this while having a migraine.
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【Cat Diary】
Today, when I was shoveling my cat's poop, I suddenly found a cockroach popping up in the corner, which scared me so much that I screamed.
Unexpectedly, my cat meowed louder than me and jumped up on my lap.
Then I accidentally fell down and my arm got cramped.
(Comment: Hey, I’m so angry! How can something so unlucky happen, so I crushed that cockroach to ashes!)