Arcane Lord

The experiment went quite smoothly. Except for conflicts caused by incompatibility with other structures of the spell book, there were no problems in the design logic.

This is consistent with Xia Duo's expectation. Basically, he has expected it from the beginning of the design. As for the conflict caused by incompatibility with other structures, it is actually not a big problem. It only needs a few more experiments to run in. Just break it in.

All in all, this test experiment was quite successful.

After packing up the traces of the experiment and some remaining materials, Xia Duo returned to his residence. At this time, if it weren't for the reminder from his stomach, he wouldn't have realized that it was night.

Work for yourself, no matter how late you work, you will never get tired.

After finding some food from the portable space to fill his stomach, Xia Duo went back to analyzing today's test experiments.

It wasn't until all the compatibility issues that arose during the experiment were resolved that he took out the spell notes he had recorded the petrification magic in that morning and began to study them.

The spell book is indeed very important, but it is no longer suitable to continue the experiment tonight. He must stay in good condition to deal with various accidents.

…

Just when Xia Duo was excited about a new spell like petrification, and even a new field, and devoted himself to it, further east at the temporary supply point in the east of Savile Territory, Rodney Territory's newly developed territory in Green Pearl Forest On the territory.

Archmage Newman squeezed a document volume in his hand so hard that his hands began to tremble unconsciously.

As a revered archmage, Newman naturally had no need to compete with a volume, but the content in it really made him lose control of his emotions:

"How long has it been? You told me that the food that can last for a year is less than three days' worth? How did you become a food supervisor?!"

Opposite the angry Archmage, a middle-aged man who looked quite shrewd was looking at the Archmage longingly and said aggrievedly: "Sir, I did everything according to your instructions. It's all because of those elves who consume food too much." "

"Elves?" Newman thought that some time ago he had indeed approved a document on whether to accept elf refugees.

If he hadn't been reminded of it again, Newman would have almost forgotten about it. He was unwilling to just be an archmage for the rest of his life, so whenever he had time, he would stay in his room and study magic.

Anyway, the lord didn't ask him to come here because he wanted him to do any work himself.

Existence is what he is here for.

If he could supervise the work of his subordinates, it would be considered an extraordinary job for him.

"What happened to the elves? Aren't they just a bunch of refugees? Do they still dare to rob our food?" Newman stared at the food inspector in front of him, trying to see what reason he could find!

"grown ups--"

The grain supervisor had a grimace on his face and almost cried, "Those elves consume the grain, which is more terrifying than robbing it. If it weren't for the fact that there was nothing else I could do, I wouldn't dare to disturb you, sir!"

At the mention of the interruption, Newman's already cold expression turned colder again, "Tell me what's going on!"

He has realized that there may be a problem in the pioneering territory, but Newman is the Archmage after all. He is not worried about how harshly he will be punished, but it is still a bit disgraceful to tell this matter.

"Sir, there are many mages among those elves who know a strange cooking spell that can directly convert grain into food, but the loss is too serious. I asked them to argue with them, and they still blame us for providing poor food!"

"..."

Hearing this, Newman wanted to kill the grain inspector in front of him, "What have you been doing if something like this happened? Why didn't you notify me in advance?"

"me--"

The grain inspector hesitated, and Newman understood as soon as he thought about it. He had indeed asked his men not to disturb him at will, but he never expected that this guy would wait until now to come.

In this situation, even if he is an archmage, can he still conjure food out of thin air?

As for using teleportation to return to Rodney to collect food in dimensional bags, Newman never thought about it. He would rather accept the punishment of the lord and abandon this place and go back alone than do this kind of thing that is no different from a coolie. .

Furthermore, even if he wants to, he can't transport much by himself. If the fundamental problem is not solved, will he have to transport grain exclusively in the future?

"you--"

Newman's expression suddenly returned to calmness. It changed so quickly, as if the person who was angry just now was not him. "I will handle this matter. You go out first and do your own thing."

The grain inspector was a little confused by this incident, but he didn't have the heart to think that the matter would just go away. He looked at Newman with a pleading look, "Sir -"

But his answer was an emotionless "Get out!"

The food supervisor was excited, and he realized that the person in front of him was not the ordinary people or even ordinary mages that he could bargain with, but an Archmage who he usually could not even see, and who had powerful power.

At that moment, he didn't dare to say anything, lowered his head and left the room backwards in fear.

After the grain inspector left, Newman suddenly changed his expression, becoming a little cautious and even a little scared. The emotion that just appeared on the grain inspector once again appeared on a great mage.

He bowed slightly towards an open space in the room, "Lord, why are you here?"

In the open space, a handsome and tall figure suddenly appeared. He glanced at Newman, walked to a chair in the room, sat down, and said with a smile:

"If I don't come over and take a look, the people in Rodney's territory will soon starve to death!"

"Sir, it's my fault!"

"I don't blame you. No one would have thought that so many elven refugees would flow into the territory of Nese." Ozkar Rodney was very open-minded, and it was impossible for him to really punish an important person. Archmage.

"Then Sir, this time - is there any solution?"

Newman had no doubt that the lords far away in Rodney Territory in the north would not know anything about the situation here. However, when he asked this question, Lord Ozkar sighed:

"What solution can I have? Do I have to go back to transport food in person? I just came here to negotiate peace with Saville and buy some food from them. Before I came, the fleet coming from the territory to transport the citizens had already set off. Just hold on for a while longer.”

"grown ups?!"

Newman's face was full of surprise. Hearing what the lord said, it seemed that he wanted to give up this new land that he had invested a lot in. Even though Newman usually didn't take care of things, he still had some feelings for the land that he personally led the development.

What's even more confusing to him is that opening up new land in the Green Pearl Forest is an important decision that Rodney has been planning for a long time. How can it change!