My Magic Age

When passing the valley pass, I rode a magic broom and flew around the stone foundations of the mountain city, which were beginning to take shape. Then I pointed at these huge foundation stones and described my vision for Kalantso.

I want to build a mountain city here.

I want this Xinliu Valley to be my territory.

Seeing everything here beginning to take shape, I said to Kalantso with emotion: "After this mountain city is built, it will span this mountain pass. By then, the entire circular valley will be the back garden of this mountain city. . I want to build a 100-meter-high watchtower on the top of the mountain on the left. , right there, the mountain is very steep, but the terrain on the top of the mountain is very flat. The castle is built on the mountain, and it can be included in the city. I think it would be impossible to build a watchtower with such a high base. It’s too difficult! This mountain city must have very strong walls..."

I told Kalantso about my plan for this mountain city.

Along the way, she kept complaining to me. I think these words may have been accumulated in her heart for a long time. She is a female orc warrior who looks very strong. Probably the orcs in the village think so too. People regard her as the leader of the village, and everything is waiting for her to make a decision. There is a lot of pressure on her shoulders, and she has been bearing it silently.

Now she finally has someone to talk to. She doesn’t want to hear me talk about mountain cities or future plans for Xinliu Valley. She just wants those tribesmen to have enough food, warm clothes, and a stable home. She just wants to Watching little Ella grow up quietly.

But everything seemed to have changed from the day she walked into the slave market, and I walked into her life.

After crossing the foundation of the entire mountain city, we headed into the circular valley. On the mountain ridge, I could vaguely see the World Tree in its infancy. It had grown more than two hundred meters, and its lush branches and leaves covered the entire center of the lake. The island is all covered.

Kalancuo sat behind me, holding my waist tightly with his hands, whispering to me, softly complaining about the trivial things happening in Xinliu Valley: "I will help you take a good look at this place, but first you What needs to be solved is the population problem here. This place is really big. There are too few people in our tribe. Once the manpower is spread out, some things will inevitably be stretched! "

She sighed softly: "Many people in the village are guarding the underground altar and the material warehouse there. Someone also needs to manage the barbarian slaves, and allocate manpower to look after the medicine garden in the valley. Hunting in the mountains and fields, looking for that The ethereal directional portal requires manpower to do these things, but the total number of people in the village is less than 200. There are also many young mothers who are breastfeeding, and they need to stay in the village to feed their children. , look after the elderly.”

I didn't expect that Kalantso would have so many worries. Listening to her talk while leaning behind me, although it is all in the past, the process must have been difficult.

She continued: "After all, we are still short of manpower. We have too many things stored in the altar material warehouse. So much golden cider is stacked in the cave tunnel for several kilometers, and there are also bundles of Magic herbs, copper ore, iron wood, so many materials, it would be impossible to see them without using a large number of manpower. If it were not for the cleanup of the goblin tribes this time, I am afraid a lot of things would be stolen, but now I can finally It can be quiet for a while.”

The road was very quiet, with only the wind in my ears and her whisper: "When you were a falcon in El City, what I was most afraid of was that you kept sending these slaves with collars around their necks to Xinliu Valley. The barbarians who were slaves to collars later came to be known as the barbarians. Crisp change and beautiful shake!

As she spoke, she actually laughed behind me, and stopped for a long time, then continued: "Those savages have a big temper, rough and arrogant character, and are not afraid of death or whipping. To be honest, that slave collar with punishment magic The restraints on them are very limited. I led the orc warriors to guard the quarry day and night, and locked them in iron cages every day, just in case one of the barbarians escaped and climbed over several ridges. If you break into our village, you will be in big trouble."

I have never known how Kalantso managed those barbarian slaves. I only know that the slaves seemed to be very obedient, so when she told this story, I listened very carefully.

Kalantso said: "At that time, I was on tenterhooks every day, fearing that they would escape from the iron cage. Later, I gradually figured out their temperament and learned that these barbarian slaves did not actually ask for much. They also knew that We are the losers in the war, and failure means death and slavery. In fact, as long as we provide them with enough food and let them sleep comfortably when they are tired, then they will not cause trouble. "

"Isn't it difficult for you to meet an unruly barbarian?" I finally couldn't help my curiosity and asked her.

Kalancuo raised her head and rested her pointed chin on my shoulder. Her breath blew into my ears, which made me feel a little itchy.

Then she heard her say: "Of course, there are many dishonest among those slaves. They are extremely powerful and look down on us orcs. They always try to provoke us, but as long as someone is dishonest, I will put him in an iron cage. Starving for three days makes them very afraid of hunger, and this punishment is more effective than whips and sticks.”

I didn’t know that barbarians were afraid of hunger. Think about it and laugh to yourself, how could those barbarians who crossed the Benma River and invaded Sloit Province be hungry? There is so much food in the village, if there is not enough, they can even eat people.

Kalantso added: "Later, some barbarian slaves really launched a great escape. Those barbarian slaves hid in the mountains and forests. I had people guard the passes of the circular valley, and at the same time I had people protect the village, and the yellow slaves hid in the mountains and forests. The sheep are all driven back to the sheepfold."

Even though I knew that the incident was over and the village had not been destroyed by the barbarians, my heart still tightened, as if being held by a big hand.

This was the first time she told me these things: "Those barbarians didn't know how many orcs there were in the village. They didn't dare to attack the village rashly. Later, I transferred all the orc soldiers back and fought several battles with them. They were trapped in a forest in a valley, and he They hid in the valley and did not dare to come out. There were not many small animals in this mountain forest. After those small animals were eaten by them, they began to dig wild vegetables and gnaw the bark of the trees. When they could not even find the bark, they were about to starve. When he died, he was forced to come out and surrender to us!"

Speaking of this, she smiled proudly. It was a very proud thing to be able to defeat those barbarians.

"Your tree goblin friends are still helping us take care of the nurseries of those magic herbs." Kalancso said, stretching out her arms from behind, pointing to the nursery around the lake below the circular valley. Several tree goblins were in the fields. The time was busy, and those lush magical herbs were growing crazily under the halo of the Lord of the World Tree.

Kalancuo seemed very happy and said to me: "The magic herbs in the nursery have grown much faster under the care of these tree fairies. Moreover, these tree fairies also want to have some simple communication with the plants. Since they took over the management of the herb garden, no magic herb has ever died of illness! So, I only arranged for a pregnant beast girl to guard the herb garden."

Then, I heard Kalancso say in surprise: "Hey, why didn't you see Noi?"

The soft light falling from the sky makes the circular valley in this mountain valley appear much darker than other places. Several huge arched tree roots in the valley span from one side of the lake shore to the other half of the lake shore. For several kilometers, the diameter of those dry tree roots can even reach tens of meters, like natural arch bridges.

The wood of these tree roots is far harder than ironwood. The World Tree sapling said to me: These are the roots of the original dead World Tree.

The countercurrent of time and space, like a golden ribbon, brought a slightly dim light to Xinliu Valley. These golden rays of light fell into the clear lake water, making the lake water sparkle under the ripples of the breeze. A female orc warrior looked like a big dark fish, suddenly rushing out of the lake. In the clear lake water, her long wet hair stuck tightly to her back, and crystal water droplets hung on her skin, like It was like a broken bead, falling continuously.

She lowered her head, gently stirred the lake water with her hands, and walked step by step towards the shore. When she exposed her bulging belly, I was a little surprised to think of what Kalantso had just said. She brought a pregnant woman to the shore. A young female orc is arranged here to manage this herb garden for me.

This can't help but make me sigh a little. If it weren't for the shortage of manpower, I don't think Kalancso would have arranged it like this.

Standing on the arched tree root bridge across the largest lake, Kalancso called loudly to the orc girl by the lake: "Noi!"

Seemingly hearing Kalancso's call, the beast girl in the lake raised her head in surprise, looking for the source of the sound, and responded with a clear and high-pitched voice. The sound kept echoing in the valley. When her eyes danced with joy.

'ah! ' With a sound, she jumped back into the lake like a mermaid. Looking at her flexible movements, you couldn't tell that she was an expectant mother with a big belly.

Kalancso jumped down from the magic broom, patted me on the shoulder, looked at me teasingly and said, "I'll go talk to Noi, and you can go see the old tree spirit yourself!"

Jumping straight from the arched tree root bridge dozens of meters high, it was like a pop star falling in the night sky. There were no fancy movements. It was just a matter of shrinking the body together and hitting the water. When it hit the water, it was hard to see. After a moment, Kalantso emerged from the lake next to Noi. Unexpectedly, her water skills were so good.

In order to avoid embarrassment, I quickly rode the magic broom and flew towards the island in the middle of the lake.

Probably feeling my arrival, the leaves of the entire World Tree were rustling, and the sound was like the applause of tens of thousands of spectators.

In the sea of ​​my spirit, I remembered a voice as loud as a bell: "You are here, my friend!"

"Yes, I'm here at your call!" I responded silently in my heart.

As soon as I entered the island in the middle of the lake, I immediately felt the strong breath of life. Two tree fairy wizards wrapped in linen were standing on the shore, seeming to welcome me. I was on the lake shore. He stopped, jumped off the magic broom, and put it into his magic belt bag.

The old wizards of the tree elves bowed slightly to me, and then said to me in a hoarse voice: "Welcome, Lord Jijia!"

I put my hands on my chest, returned the salute to the two tree elf wizards and said, "Thank you for your selfless help, Lord Wizard!"

The green pupils of the two tree goblin old wizards exuded soft light. They were covered with a layer of dead tree bark and looked a little old. They held wooden-handled staffs in their hands. When they heard what I said, they hurriedly turned to me. He waved his hands and said apologetically: "Due to the over-aging of our bodies, it is difficult for us to leave the shade of the master's tree. The Lord's magic herbs are all taken care of by our children. I'm sorry that I can't do it myself." Help you.”

While we were talking, we walked towards the World Tree.

"In any case, these magic herb nurseries are under your care!" I thought about it, lowered my head and took out the two wands from the magic belt bag. These wands were once the belongings of these tree fairy wizards. , during the last battle, I defeated the three tree goblin wizards and seized these two fir staffs. Now I will return them to these tree goblins.

Obviously, these are just dryad casters who have enlightened to primary wisdom and cannot understand my intentions. But they knew that these two wands were extremely precious. When they saw that they were gifts from me, they quickly took them and thanked me profusely. I was also shocked by this. I didn’t expect that in the minds of these tree fairies, there was no memory of the past. They were just the guardians of the World Tree.

When I came to the World Tree, I didn't expect it to grow so tall in just three years.

I wanted to continue walking into it, but then a soft voice came from the sea of ​​​​my spirit with incomparable clarity: "Oh, no! My friend, don't come near me again."

I stopped and stared at the World Tree in front of me in confusion.

A thick and deep voice came into my mind, and World Tree explained to me: "I set myself in a time countercurrent. Around my body, I have another time criterion. The time flow rate here is higher than The flow of time at your current location is nearly a hundred times faster, which means that a standard year for you to spend in Roland Continent has actually been a full hundred years for me!"

I asked him in surprise: "You mean, in these three years, you have actually grown three hundred years old?"

World Tree was silent for a moment and replied silently: "What you insist on saying to the contrary is actually correct. So please don't step into my time rules!"

I got back to the point: "I felt your call in the sea of ​​spirit. Is there something wrong?"

World Tree said politely: "I'm sorry, because I can't maintain long-distance spiritual communication for too long, so I called you over. That kind of long-distance spiritual communication consumes too much on me."

I continued to ask: "What do you want from me?"

Because I had to leave in a hurry, I was worried that I might not be able to catch up with the plane training activities at the Royal Academy of Magic in God's Capital.

World Tree continued to say unhurriedly: "I know you have been cleaning up the goblins in the underground world recently. Thank you very much for everything you have done to Xinliu Valley. Yes, I will feel much better without those borers in the underground world. , otherwise they always dig up my underground rhizomes.”

I said speechlessly: "You wouldn't call me here just to say thank you to me!"

World Tree finally got to the point: "Of course it's more than that. I feel an aura of destruction in you. There are some vague records in my memory inheritance. The disintegration of this floating mountain seems to be related to that aura of destruction." There is some connection. The big explosion that destroyed the world should be It is said that it was caused by the Goblin clan. Unfortunately, my inheritance locks have not been fully opened and I cannot provide you with more detailed information. But please promise me not to use that kind of destructive power on this land. Things, they will destroy this demiplane world!"

I asked in surprise: "You mean the fire phosphorus bomb?"

"Yes." World Tree was silent for a while and gave me a definite answer.

I didn't expect that the 'ultimate fire phosphorus bomb' made by the goblins would be so powerful. According to my guess, I continued to ask Yggdrasil: "You mean, there was a big explosion here a long time ago, and Blast the floating mountain into nine pieces?"

"Yes." World Tree fell silent again.

OMG! What exactly is happening here? How powerful a fire phosphorus bomb is needed to completely blow up such an entire floating mountain? You know, the eight hundred-mile-deep floating mountain under my feet is only equivalent to the entire floating mountain. One-ninth of that!