Dear Broom Knight

Lowry really hadn't expected that this broom, which he had made as a toy, would actually come in handy.

Actually, he also made a magic carpet.

However, he seemed to know why the people in magical novels either flew themselves or made magical ships.

Magical runes are not something that can be woven into just any textile.

It had to allow magical energy to flow unhindered within the weave, and also have enough space to inscribe the runes… Lowry didn't have the ability to find such a powerful material.

Even if he did find it, he couldn't do it.

He couldn't exactly use dragon scales as a butt cushion, could he?

So, the magic carpet was basically useless except for floating in the air, at best, it could fly on its own by embedding it with gold, silver, and gemstones.

But that speed was not worth considering.

If you wanted to use your own magic to fly with it, that would be even more ridiculous… the magic carpet would wrap around you tightly like a Dementor from a novel, of course, at least the blanket would be on the back of your head.

A magic ship was still beyond Lowry's capabilities.

On the contrary, this broom of his was really useful.

After all, it could replenish his magical power at any time, and it could also fly a little higher.

It was also less noticeable in the night.

Lowry touched the handhold wrapped in silver-white leather at the top of the broom… Queen Luscania was indeed a powerful figure who would exchange her heart's blood for delicious food and a good-smelling human, she even took out her dragon scales from her juvenile period to exchange for some of the delicacies that Lowry made himself.

Although these scales were not as strong and resistant to magic as the scales shed by adult white dragons, they were unusually soft.

Moreover, although the energy contained was not much, it was very gentle.

After several personal experiments, Lowry finally understood why his broom was so difficult to use… the magic broom had a small gyroscope-like device inside that served as the central control.

As long as that thing was there, no matter how you flew, how you changed speed, or how you made sharp turns, the broom would not have any problems.

In short, it was a small tool that concentrated all kinds of forces and energies together and then evenly dispersed them.

But Lowry was not an engineer, even if he knew the principle, he didn't have the ability to calculate it with his own brain.

Someone who couldn't even rank high in art class during the strongest stage of his life, no matter how rich his imagination, didn't have the calculation ability.

He could even miscalculate a quadratic equation!

The cleanest paper during the college entrance examination was mathematics.

However, the fantasy world also has its own solutions, as long as the requirements are not high, and you can get your hands on it… Dragons are poisonous, unless it's a scale that they sincerely give out, it's simply not something that a mage of Lowry's level can understand.

Fortunately, he still had Luscania.

Since adding the white dragon scales, his broom would never throw him off again due to magic overload.

Nor would Lowry feel the happiness of alternating between hot and cold due to spell attribute issues.

Even when rushing like today, it could keep Lowry's magic consumption at an extremely low level.

Even though he was extremely anxious, Lowry still felt the benefits of this broom.

Of course, it was also because the clothes he wore were relatively durable, still unscathed and in a constant temperature state despite the fierce wind in the high altitude.

At least in the short two hours from his barony to Montes Castle, Lowry was quite calm.

Even when half of Montes Castle suddenly collapsed into the sky before his eyes.

The explosion attracted everyone's attention, including Lady Yagris, who rode her Gale Wolf into the air… Although the blue wolf couldn't fly above the clouds, and the duration of flight wasn't long, it could indeed fly.

Anyway, he had heard Count Montes' roar before.

As long as his biological father was still alive, Lowry felt that he didn't need to worry too much.

Therefore, even though the Count's castle was in chaos, he rushed towards Yagris without hesitation.

"Mom!"

Lady Yagris looked up, looking strangely at her son riding towards her on a broom.

Her always steady blue wolf also rarely showed the same expression as her.

Although Lady Yagris respected magic users in some ways, it was more because she respected knowledge.

It didn't mean she hadn't said bad things about mages.

"Mom!" Lowry's voice became annoyed as he spoke again.

Deeply influenced by Lady Yagris, he could tell what his biological mother was thinking at a glance.

"Lowry, ah… why did you come?" Lady Yagris smiled awkwardly and asked softly.

"Toller… Aunt Marian, how could something happen?" Although unhappy, Lowry still knew what was most important now, "Who did it?"

"The ones who did it were Marian and the little knight she and Toller brought." Lady Yagris replied calmly, "By the way, who told you? How could it be so fast?

It seems like the Montes Castle side doesn't even know yet!"

"Leon has the warning feather I gave him. It's a one-time use." Lowry said straightforwardly, "It disappears after delivering a message once, I only have two in my hand.

When the living feather advances again, I estimate I'll be able to have two more pairs."

Then, he looked at his mother, who didn't want to bring up the topic, "Pat Mom, is there something wrong?"

The only person who could make Yagris act like this, avoiding the topic and not wanting to touch the truth, was Pat.

Count Montes didn't even have that qualification.

"Pat shouldn't want Marian's life." Lady Yagris bit her lip and admitted the reality, "She only seduced that fool, hoping he could lure me out of Montes Castle at a critical moment.

But… she probably overlooked that once the darkness of the human heart is stimulated, it will become more and more limitless."

"Mom…" Lowry sighed, "Do you believe that?"

Lady Yagris stubbornly said, "Anyway, I don't believe Pat would want to kill Marian.

At most…"

"At most, she wanted to kill Toller Knight." Lowry said softly, "But it seems… it backfired?"

"I have already killed all the other related people." Lady Yagris replied weakly.

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"What did you say?" Pat, who caused the explosion and fell from a height with the Storm Poet, ignored the blood on her face and shouted with a ferocious expression, "Who died?"