Cthulhu Gonfalon

Kazuo's plan was carried out very well, and no one was bothering Dum Wade's work.

As usual, he was in the study, the research room, and the farmland, playing with the dirty things that the general mages would never touch, and doing what the mages regarded as "self-deprecating."

In fact, some people have doubts about him, but they have observed for some time and found that the behavior of Damweed is indeed the same as usual, and he gave up.

Is Damweed’s practice really the same as usual?

It’s almost the same, the research is still like that, and there are no special changes. But if anyone looks at his research notes, he will find that unlike the messy records before, his current notes are clear, the words are orderly, and the content and actual research are not quite right, but they are like summing up. The results of my own research are the same.

This is the way that Crick decided after discussing with him, and he can do the most effective "crossing the sea."

It is a matter of course for a mage to write notes while studying. The spies are so fascinating, and it is impossible to steal the notes of Damwed - not to mention stealing, they don't understand.

In fact, Damwed is compiling the book he named "Agricultural Textbook."

Because of the excitement, he now has to prepare some calming spells in addition to the routine protective spells every day, in order to ensure that he will not laugh out of control when compiling this book. Dew stuffing.

Therefore, his current appearance is roughly a veteran mage who is quiet and devoted to research. Apart from the strange content of the research, there is nothing special and it is not doubtful.

About a month later, Damweed completed the first draft.

"No." After reading his first draft, Crick shook his head and criticized, "You have written the wrong direction."

“Is it wrong?” Damwed sullenly picked up the manuscript and flipped it. “Where is it wrong?”

He really didn't understand that he had clearly documented the research results and the understanding of agriculture in these years. How could it be wrong?

"You have at least two obvious mistakes in your book." Crick sighed and said, "The first mistake, the lack of priority, the content is messy."

"Ah? I think I am already writing a summary..."

"That's what you think." Crick shook his head. "When reading this book, you are standing on your own, not on the stand of a reader who doesn't understand agriculture. So you omit There are a lot of things that you don’t seem to have to write at all, skipping a lot of content that seems to you to be common sense. This is a mistake that professional scholars can easily make, and the younger wizards who get the magic notes of the great predecessors It is often found that the notes of the predecessors are like a celestial book, and every word can be understood clearly. It is inexplicable when you are connected. Your book is certainly not so serious. I believe most of the wizards can understand it smoothly, but you have to I know that those who read and study this book in the future should be just some people who are flustered!"

Damwed knew what was wrong with him, and suddenly grew up and looked blank.

"The second mistake lies in your grammar." Crick said, "Do you understand this grammar?"

"Hey? Isn't that good to understand?"

“I understand it very well?” Crick sighed and found a paragraph to read. “The method of setting up a ridge, or taking it in five or three, or taking it in three or two, so that it’s uneven, and the gap is specific. ...what do you think about this?"

"Clearly understand."

"...to be honest, I also feel plain and clear, but I bet that readers who are flustered will not think so." Crick sighed. "You know, this book is not for scholars to exchange views." But to learn from ordinary people and guide them how to farm!"

Damwed squinted and looked blank: "So how do I write?"

Crick thought for a moment and said: "Like this paragraph, you can write 'the method of doing ridges in the field. You need to divide the land into one, separated by height. There should not be as many heights and low places. The difference is high. It is called a ridge. Those low-lying places are like a small ditch. They can be used for watering and fertilizing. 'This is roughly the case. I added a little bit to the back.”

"This is a statement... it’s humiliating!" Damwed stunned for a long time and finally muttered, "Don’t say the caster, even a bard wouldn’t write so shallow... I want to be true. If you write this, can you seal your mind and become uncertain? It’s a sure thing to be a laughing stock..."

Having said that, he finally made the right choice.

"It’s not that the article has to be written rough! It’s not that the scholars and the casters have looked shame! In order to seal the gods, I am going out!" He said disgustingly, "There is a chance to seal God with a face, I have What can't be understood? What can I do? If someone else knows, don't say shame, even if he wants to walk without clothes all day, he will also grab one, and maybe he can fill the whole void city...I What do you care about! I have something to lose face! Who would feel a **** humiliating!"

The more he said, the more excited he was, the fists were pinched, his eyes were shining again, and he was once again in a fever.

Crick looked secretly funny, but could not help but sigh.

Damweed is the representative of the common mage. In fact, he is still talented. He became a middle-level mage in his early thirties. This achievement is not bad. However, in the genius of the genius of the fascinating tower of the Federation, there is no room for development without the background, and he must not become a mercenary and seek a long-term contract in order to continue research.

Then he was hired by himself and worked quietly in Keane’s collar, and he was doing it for ten years. In the past ten years, he has worked hard, no matter what orders he issued, he has been honestly executed, and he has never bargained. Even if it is a humiliating thing like "helping farming," he has never refused.

After he died, he came to the Nether City in order to avoid the disaster, and never studied anything related to the explosion, and studied the agriculture he was paying attention to. I have been doing it for more than ten years. I saw him as a young man who was barely young. Now his hair is already white, but he has just stepped into the higher ranks.

Such an ordinary mage, in the face of the opportunity to seal God, how can not be excited? How can you not be crazy?

Damweed can still be calm on weekdays, it is amazing!

Thinking of this, he smiled and patted the shoulder of Damwed: "Seduce, you are too excited."

"Don't worry, your little things are messy, but the big things are very reliable. He said that you have the opportunity to seal the gods, that is, there is. And not just 'have', the chances are still great! In terms of past resumes Every one who said this by him was later sealed."

Damweed closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before he calmed himself down.

"You are right, I am so excited, sorry."

"What's so sorry about this? Anyone will be excited in your situation, not excited, but not normal."

Damwed’s eyes lit up and asked: “So then...the great educator (the **** of knowledge) and the compassionate healer (the **** of medicine) are also like this?”

Crick glanced: "I don't know, I will wait a moment, I will ask."

In fact, of course he does not have to ask, he and Yan Xiong are one and the memory is interoperable, so he only needs to recall it a little.

But he can't say that. Fortunately, the Holy Spirit and the gods can be contacted at any time. It doesn't take much time to "ask".

After a few seconds, he smiled and said: "When the **** of knowledge learned that he could seal the gods, he was also very excited. On the spot, he swears allegiance to his majesty. The **** of medical treatment is directly retreating. I can't take care of it, I don't care about changing clothes, I didn't even find a suitable retreat, and I closed it directly in the research room."

"Oh, by contrast, you are probably a little more excited than the **** of knowledge, much better than the **** of medicine."

Damweed was silent for a while, showing a smile of peace of mind.

"It’s a wonderful experience to be compared with the two great gods." He said, "I don't know why, my mood calmed down at once."

"Because you know you can succeed," Crick said. "When a person can be sure that he is heading to the right end, his mood will naturally be calmer."

"To tell the truth... In fact, I am not sure." Damweed smiled. "I always feel that it is hard to believe. Just summarizing an agricultural textbook and promoting it will give me enough to seal the gods." Resources?"

"If you just do it yourself, then of course you can't," Crick said. "But if it's a false mask church and the churches of your allies, the church will promote at least 80%."

"The 80% grasp? Is it so high?"

"In fact, I still underestimated. Unless you are being attacked by a person before the success of the gods, you should have a 90% grasp. In the end, you must not be too excited and ill."

Damwed couldn’t help but smile: "You haven’t seen it for so many years, you are still so funny!"

"I have died once in death, what else can't I open? People open it, it will be easier and more fun." Crick also laughed. "Do you know the celebration boy? The happy god. I am also talking and laughing with him."

"...you can blow it!"

"Haha, how are you so smart! I just blown a calfskin and you are poked out..."

The two laughed a little, and Crick made a speech and then disappeared.

Almost as soon as he disappeared, in a house far from the home of Damwed, a mage looked at the crystal ball shining in front of him, showing a smile.

"Crick Keane, this guy seems to be thinking very quietly, don't know what he wants to do?"

"What else can you do? It's nothing more than the thing in his territory." A soldier next to him said, "He has no children, and the heir to the family is a younger sister. When he fought hard, he also kept his sister safe and protected the Keen family. Now he jumped out again, but what about the thing?"

"Isn't the situation in Keen's leadership in these years not very good?" Another mage said, "Although I have not re-created the previous bumper harvest, I have to check some of his high-speed developments, but I have been making steady progress. I remember... this year, the Thunder’s Grand Duke also issued an order to promote Keane’s lead as the Viscount, and his sister Anna Keane is now a woman.”

"That command is not well!" The soldier was the leader of the group of spies. He sneered and said, "The responsibility of the Viscount is very different from that of the Baron! You know that because of this promotion, Keane How much wealth has you paid for?"

He looked at his face and looked at his face. He reached out and scored a number: "This number!"

"God!"

"my God!"

"How good is this money!"

"I suspect that he has always been hidden behind the scenes as the Holy Spirit, and he has suddenly appeared in the training of the Gods of the Void. It is probably because of this." The soldier’s eyes flashed, "Otherwise, good end." A holy spirit, don't hide, why should it appear?"

The subordinates nodded and recognized his judgment.

"Just I still don't understand. Why did he contact Damweed?" The soldier thought about it and frowned. "Damweed, this guy... After Keen led the big bang, he fled the night." In the Nether City, everyone guessed that he was related to the explosion, and many people were eyeing him. But after so many years, he has been dealing with things like mud, crops, garbage, manure, etc. Most of the people who know each other are also some farmers. The top of the day is a few low-level civil servants... The big bang that year seemed to have nothing to do with him..."

"Ah? Really it doesn't matter?" The wizard, who was in charge of surveillance, was shocked and shouted. "So, are we wasting our time?"

Different from others, their group of spies came to the earth-shattering big bang that Keane led. The power of the big bang was astonishing. Many people speculated whether Crick Keane had found a way to detonate the curse of power in his body, but some people thought that Damweed had developed some kind of power. Powerful explosives - if not, why did Damwed ran to the Netherland Playground overnight?

So someone stared at him. But after a blink of an eye for more than a decade, Damwed did not have any research on explosives. Instead, he did the same as a humiliating farmer in the same way as Keen. Gradually, the spies have died, and they have left. The only thing left is the group.

If Damwede really has nothing to do with the explosion, they are afraid that they will have to retreat.

For spies, it is good to be able to safely retreat, but it is a pity to waste these years! For more than ten years, life can be several decades!

The captain was silent for a while and shook his head: "I am still not sure... or I am still not willing! I always think he must know something, but he has decided to bury those secrets in his heart and follow his own into the coffin... ..."

"It's a pity! If it's not in the Void City, we can take him to torture and torture, even if the spell draws out his soul to interrogate..."

"If it is not in the Nether City, I am afraid that this work will not be able to take us." Another Master said faintly.

The captain laughed awkwardly: "You are right, we are not big people. If there is such a kind of hard work, how could it be our turn!"

He clap his hands and let his men pay attention: "In short, everyone should not relax and continue to monitor Damweed. I believe that as long as we keep staring, we will find clues sooner or later!"

"I have a strong hunch that things will never end like this!" There was a cold flash in his eyes. "The appearance of this creek Keane is a sign!"