MTL - My Summons Are Weird-Chapter 428 3

Since Yas set off, some of the areas that Lu Yu has passed along the way are too small to be able to explore a better development direction, and some have insufficient accumulation. Even if they see the development direction, they are limited by resources, Many factors such as talent cannot go further, and some are subject to ideological hesitation.

Mela's huge population base gave birth to countless rising hopes, but with the end of the extremely far-reaching riots on Molten Night, the trajectory changed.

Powerful inertia is imposed on the track of magic use, and the group of magicians has accelerated to embark on the road of knowledge blockade that was originally planned.

The warriors who can compete with the magician in the power system, after years of tempering their bodies to the extreme, are disappointed to find that everything is in vain. The loneliness of the craftsman indirectly prevents them from having more powerful weapons that can effectively kill the magician. .

And Mera's magicians have also tasted the sweetness of monopoly, curb the widespread use of magic, and iterate the magic tools that have been circulated in an almost deformed way, which has become the mainstream.

This huge inertia has been deeply engraved into the blood of every magician, and the idea that "the one who can kill the magician should be another magician" is rooted in the hearts of most magicians.

Among the black-clothed nuns, the dogwood grass has always been quite famous. When Sera introduced her, she said without thinking that she is a representative figure with many skills but not too much pressure. They are all good at them, and even after coming to Chenxi Ling, they actively contacted Sigrid and challenged the "bookkeeping" that he was least good at.

The team leader of the civil engineering team and the craftsman team, Yucao, was holding a freshly sprouted twig and was inquiring from everyone in the room. She was wearing a "sassy" dress, with a light gray linen top with a lot of Holes, you can clearly see the mud spots on the skin, and the leather shorts on the lower body have scratches, which makes people worry that they may crack at any time.

Lu Yu looked at Sigrid, who was in charge of logistics, with consulting eyes.

"I'm sure the stock of clothes is enough, and the tailoring team has been producing."

The delicate-looking Yucao waved his hand calmly: "The lords don't have to worry about this trivial matter. I just think it's easier to work in this way. The magic power is not completely stable at this stage, and it is safe to use it yourself."

These words are very convincing, because Yucao herself is now half a clay figurine, and the long black hair tied behind her has been dried into a ball because of the mud. It is not clear that she was busy when she was called. what.

"What do you think about what I told you before, you can talk about it."

The dogwood grass is very simple: "The lord only needs to show me the way, and I will work hard to implement it."

"What do you think of the Molten Night that happened in history?" Lu Lu asked.

Yucao buttoned the yellow mud that solidified on her face and started to crack. After realizing that the yellow mud rustled and stained the room, she immediately stopped and replied: "It's good for magicians, bad for craftsmen, and bad for Meera. The developmental impact can only be judged by future generations.”

Sierra: "Sounds like Laurent."

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Yucao replied embarrassedly: "God's Choice... Well, Sir Serra, you should know that my cultural performance is not good. In the history, I can only recall the part that Lord Laurent personally told."

Lu Yu brought the topic back to the right track: "Your craftsman team, in their spare time, conducts basic research on magic energy. I don't need you to produce any objects, and we are very patient."

Yucao was refreshed, and then she asked seriously, "Lord Lu Yu, where is the direction?"

"It can make a magician's daily life more convenient, let's take this as an entry point." Lu Yu immediately smiled, "You still need to convert magic and magic into energy, the process and the required medium are complex prerequisites. Once the conditions are in order, consider the direction.”

"It's very broad... Your lord is right, we really should explore a little bit through practice, but I still have a question, is fighting one of them?"

Lu Yu, Sera, and Lu Lu reacted surprisingly in unison, and the three of them said in unison, "No."

Realizing that the synchronization rate was too high, the three of them looked at each other, and finally Lu Yu coughed and said, "You can have some fantastic ideas, but you must wait until the wave of magic power is nearly over and all the barriers are raised by the morning light. Put into practice."

Sera also warned: "The entry point, daily life."

Yucao nodded confidently, expressing that it would not disappoint everyone's expectations.

"Do you need us to find another team leader of the civil engineering team for you? Now you have to manage two groups of people at the same time. Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired!" Yucao smiled brightly, "I like to be so busy, and I am always proud to see the new changes brought about by the morning sun. This kind of feeling of building a home that belongs to everyone by hand is wonderful, thank you adults. Given this shelter from the wind and rain, we will definitely complete the construction of the adults' love nest before summer, and about the interior decoration... woo woo..."

Sigrid covered Yucao's mouth and led her straight out of the room.

The room was silent, and the fog demon floating around felt the embarrassment that came suddenly. She, who already knew the air very well, walked out through the wall, and the stupid dragon who was hiding outside the window listened leisurely.

Three stools, the three people in a triangular position were unable to find a new topic for a while, and could only let the embarrassment continue.

Lu Lu played with his fingers, peeking at Lu Yu from time to time, and then quickly glanced at Sera, retracting his gaze like an electric shock.

Sera stared at Lu Yu with a very complicated mood. Since returning to Vanessa's hut to carry the remaining manuscripts, Lu Lu has behaved a little abnormally.

Refuse to post with yourself, even in the way of "blue water daily etiquette".

Talking must be separated by a little distance, and in exchange for actively approaching, Lu Lu retreats in a panic.

Sometimes when she called her name, she would tremble as if frightened.

If this kind of phenomenon only happened to him, Sera could understand that Lu Yu was making trouble behind his back, for example... He started to charge Lu Lu, and the attack was so fierce that he almost fell.

However, the same thing happened to Lu Yu, but it was not so obvious.

When Lu Yu took the food for Lu Lu, Lu Lu would hesitate for a while, and then put it into her bowl with a smile.

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The weight of the pastries that I tried is no longer small, but Lu Yu has more, and even began to ask her about her taste and preferences...

When discussing topics related to magic, the two had differences. In the past, they often quarreled directly and blamed each other. Lu Lu, who refused to admit defeat, was always aggressive, but the latest time... How could she feel that Lu Lu was not happy enough?

What's going on in this?

Lu Yu tried his best not to look at Lu Lu and Sera, and pretended to look out the window casually to see the scenery.

Even if he didn't see the scroll that Lu Lu had been covering all the time, and even hidden, he could have guessed what his teacher had done.

"Don't thank the teacher, this is what the teacher should do." Lu Yu seemed to hear Vanessa say this with a smile.

"Are you charging now?" Lu Yu kept asking himself in his heart.

It was a rare opportunity. The three of them were present, and the teacher, as an outsider, broke through the layer of ambiguity that the two of them never took the initiative to mention...

His heart was pounding, and Lu Yu, who had no experience in love, began to take a deep breath, because his nervous and somewhat hypoxic brain needed more blood...

"Can't calm down... Go up in one breath, and then take the lead and hold Lu Lu in your arms!"

Although he was a little dizzy because of the lack of oxygen, Lu Yu stood up.

Lu Lu and Sera immediately cast their gazes over.

"He wants to run away!"

Knowing what Lu Yu was going to do, Sera became nervous. Her hands were shaking and her breathing became short. Although she hadn't prepared a good word yet, Sera also stood up.

The eyes of the two people rubbed sparks at the moment they crossed, and the two of them gritted their teeth...

"Emergency communication!"

Mi Lai pushed the door open with the communication statue, and a fresh wind blew into the room, and the charming and ambiguous atmosphere of the three-person room disappeared a lot.

Lu Yu and Sera let out a long, weak sigh, and Lu Lu turned around and asked curiously, "Whose is the emergency communication? If it's Noel, tell him that we don't want that group of beautiful girls from different races. Let someone personally lead the team back, the clothes are good, we left it, and suggest that he send more clothes next time."

Lu Lu is very dissatisfied with Noel's behavior of carrying private goods, especially every beautiful girl from a different race that he sends is taller than her, and can better reflect the magnificent rivers and mountains...

"It's Lord Lu Yu's friend, Roye."

After accumulating strength and preparing to charge, Lu Yu was suddenly interrupted and felt very tired, but after hearing the name, he came to the spirit.

After the disaster began, Lu Yu and Roye completely lost contact, and all the news went to nothing, which made him think that Roye could not leave the vast northern border that was infested all over the world.

Thinking of this young man with some simple and idealistic feelings, Lu Yu always has some sense of identification with him, so after the end of the disaster, he immediately used the statue to contact him, but still did not answer.

Lu Yu, who gradually began to accept the fact that he had unfortunately passed away, was overjoyed and took over the statue.

"Lu Yu, my friend, are you okay?"

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In the burial pit being excavated, the stinking and decomposing corpses, which began to thaw with the arrival of warm spring, were thrown into it by the numb people.

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This group of people from different races and identities will initially pray for these poor, innocent victims to soothe their "eyes" that may never be closed.

But as the corpses were transported from all directions, the huge number overwhelmed them. The last trace of respect for the dead was at the end of the pile of corpses. Everyone mechanically meditated on the gods they believed in, and then The fire destroyed the ugliness and sadness that even the gods could not bear to look at.

The survivors of the harpies picked up a new leaf and blew an ethereal grass flute.

Traveling among the busy cremators, wherever Royer went, the working people raised their heads, and there was a brief glimmer of brilliance in their numb eyes.

Royer tapped them on the shoulders, but didn't say more. He squeezed the statue in his hand and continued to send messages.

"During the infestation period, you must have sent me a lot of information, but unfortunately, I couldn't receive any of them. Here in the north, it's terrible..."

"Sharem is reluctant to talk to me recently and can't say hello to you. I'll give you her peace..." Royer's voice trembled and fell into a brief silence.

Standing on a small hill, looking at the burning "boiler", Royer was expressionless, but the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, laughing, but it was no different from crying.

"I heard about your deeds, the glutton, the summoning template, and even many people in the northern realm benefited from your health and survived. Your excellence is always unexpected, but it makes sense..."

"All the warriors who fought hard after the fall of the North, I will always remember your name, and your kindness and achievements will always be in my heart."

Royer paused for a while, played with the statue, considered it again and again, and continued: "Although I have never seen you beat up those disgusting schools, I still admire your behavior. All the possibilities and retreats feel like the greatest wise man in the fairy tales I've ever read."

"My friend...I'm doing something, something I feel is right."

A blood-stained knight came to Royer with a few heads and a few captives whose mouths were gagged. Royer glanced, turned around coldly, and waved his hand gently.

"According to the previous way of handling, Lord Royer?"

"Those who are willing to join, give them weapons, and those who are unwilling...fire, they can burn more vigorously."

It wasn't until those "woohoos" were gone~www.novelbuddy.com~ that Royer sent the message again.

"Solon is ushering in a drastic change, and I don't want to just watch... Maybe you don't believe it, but this country did not originally belong to the DeVick family, but should belong to a glorious group."

"Hundreds of years ago, it went the wrong way, and the suffering of the people in this land today is an extension of that mistake. I have seen too many distortions and tragedies, and now, as the one who knows the truth, , I have to stand up."

"Zenier, Tania, don't care about another one, are you right?"

"The snow monster is right, since this land is incurable, then nothing worse will happen. Any option that can glimpse the possibility should be tried bravely, even if the war will destroy those innocent and implicated. home, but... mere kindness may not really protect anything."

There was a smile on Royer's stiff face. He licked his dry lips and stared at the burning fire: "You will understand me and support me, right?"

My summons are weird