Twenty Sided Dice

? Siegel carefully examines the golem fragments placed in front of him, impressed by the designer's whimsy. Many spells were broken, and fragments of them were put back together to perform new functions, supporting each of the golem's functions. This requires the maker to be proficient in various spells and to the extent that they can master it.

For Siegel, there is still a certain way to go, but his purpose is not to create high-end warriors like elemental golems. He needed an easy, inexpensive construct to guard Heimland.

He took the core of the elemental golem and began to modify the golem's outer shell to simplify its function as much as possible. Magic resistance and hand-to-hand combat ability, Siegel focused on these two aspects, and then reduced the size of the golem as much as possible. This is not an easy job, and even standing on the shoulders of predecessors to carry out experiments requires a lot of energy.

Dragon Lion Cliffs was not a good testing ground, so Siegel commissioned the dwarves to transport the loot to Heimland. He didn't forget what was in the original cave. Since all the golems at the door have been killed, everyone can safely enter the cave to explore other treasures. The dwarves rejoiced, for Erint, representing the family of gems, had promised that half of the treasure would belong to the members of the expedition.

Siegel took two golem cores with him and continued his journey, heading north. Along with him were Leah, Kerry, and Maul, whose goal was still the Golem, but this time not for battle.

During the day they never rested and went as far north as possible. The continuous city wall mountains have been on their left side, and when they look up, they can see the mountain passage connecting the castle. In this season, not a single pedestrian is often seen for a long time. Only the guards and fortresses on the mountains are patrolled by soldiers. They saw passers-by riding horses at the foot of the mountain, and waved their hands to greet them.

The ore road gradually narrowed, and then disappeared into the wilderness. Now there is no road in front of everyone, and everything is ruled by the wilderness. The weather is getting colder. The ground is already covered with snow, which won't melt until next spring. Only the fast-flowing river water will not thaw and continue to flow down the mountain. By these rivers, several people sat down and rested. And replenish the body's water bladder.

"This river originally flowed to the Jackdaw tribe, and my brother and I used to drink horses." Kerry had obviously been to this place and was deeply moved. "We call it Yinguang River because it doesn't freeze completely in winter, and there are some slender silver fish in the river. It is rich in oil and is our favorite food in winter."

After he finished speaking, he rolled up his pants and walked down the water. "Don't come down, it's so icy!"

Kree had inspired the ancient blood of the Frost Giants, so these icy waters couldn't really hurt him. He carefully went upstream with the Ice Spear, so that his scent would not scare away those swimming fish. As the artifact spear expands and contracts, there is always something to gain. Most of the fish are only the length of the palm of your hand, but it's enough for everyone to improve their food.

Moore was busy making a fire and then fetching water to cook. There are no trees here. Naturally, no dead branches are found, but some dry moss and grass are enough to start a small fire and heat food. Siegel sat on a sheepskin blanket and read, occasionally raising his eyes to see More busy. The young man was very industrious and quick-witted, and he was very fond of him.

The crowd's lunch consisted of grilled fish and sticky noodle soup, and a few elf biscuits were distributed to everyone as dessert. Moore loves this elf food so much that he only takes a small sip at a time and keeps the rest. Seeing this, Siegel gave him all his elf cookies. "I have enough food in my space bag," Siegel said. "If you like it, take it."

After the giant caught the fish. Sitting beside the fire, he stared at the river in front of him without saying a word. Seeing that he was so silent, Siegel walked over, leaned beside him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I think of the past," said Kerry the Giant, "if only my father and brother were alive. I could concentrate on raising my children. Fighting when the Horde needed a war, when my brother needed a war. Help when you are a helper. Don't worry about how to organize grazing, how to coordinate the relationship in the tribe, and don't have to guess the generals' minds. I'm not as smart as you, I can sort out these complicated things."

Siegel laughed and didn't stop until Kerry had an angry look on his face. "You think I can figure out these things? Then you are completely wrong!" The mage made no secret and said to the giant: "In my territory, the farming is handed over to Feizac, the market and the caravan. Things go to Janis, the army goes to Mana and Humke, and Janet manages almost all of the internal affairs — just like Myrcella is helping you."

"Really?" Kerry looked at him suspiciously and said, "You don't care about anything?"

Siegel shook his head and said to the giant: "If you let me farm, I'll be lucky if I can grow something. I don't know much about these things, why do I have to point fingers. I mainly come to referees in the territory. Right or wrong, let the people have a place to resolve disputes, and then try to protect them. For the rest of the time, I can learn magic and improve my knowledge and strength. "

"It looks like I'm more qualified than you." Kerry said to Siegel, slightly less worried, "At least I can keep horses and know how to sow grain and harvest. Although not as good as my father and brother, but finally Better than you."

"It won't be in a few years." Siegel said to him with a smile: "Don't look at the small Heimland now, but it will definitely develop much better than your Jackdaw tribe in the future. Although I'm basically nothing No, but there is one thing I can do well, which is to make everyone better at what he does best. The new products I design drive business, the mines I dig make me have a steady stream of wealth, and I can help Territory weapons and armor with dwarven runes."

Kerry clapped his hands gently: "Well said, but there is one thing you are definitely not as good as me. I will conquer the entire grassland with the warriors of the Jackdaw tribe, and any tribe that does not obey the discipline will be wiped out. Can you do this? ?"

Siegel shook his head. Although he has magical powers, and it keeps getting stronger over time. He is very confident in himself, and in the future, he will be able to walk a long way and stand very high on the road of being a master. But will he be as combative - or aggressive - as Kerry?

I'm afraid it will be difficult.

"I heard that your territory was attacked, didn't you?" Kerry raised an eyebrow: "One Day's War is a good song, but I don't like the ending. Why are you talking to the nobles of the South?" And? Why don't you kill them all? Those who dare to attack you, if they are not afraid of you, will come to trouble you one day - because they will never believe that you will forgive them!"

"It's not like this," Siegel waved his hand: "You don't understand the process. The southern lord and I faced a common enemy, and only temporarily reached a reconciliation."

"When the enemy appeared, you still kept another group of enemies?" Kerry was stunned: "Aren't you worried that they will unite against you?"

"I hadn't thought about that," Siegel admitted.

Kerry scratched his head, humming and laughing twice: "Siegel, you are a good and good brother, and you are also very smart, but war is never fought like this. My father taught me and my brother, he It is said that the Jackdaw tribe cultivates quietly on weekdays, but if someone doesn’t even want us to plant the land, it is an endless hatred. Until we cut the grass and root out and peck at the enemy’s corpse, we will never make peace.”

Siegel smiled at him: "Okay, you are now a master tactician. Brother Kerry, don't worry, I know it."

The giant nodded and said to Siegel, "If you need help, say so. Our cavalry can go south to help you at any time."

"You know, Kerry, I've started learning teleportation. When you need help, maybe I'll be there for you with a swish."

"I believe that." Kerry stood up, patted the snow on his body, and said to Siegel: "Let's part here, I'm going to go east along the river from here, and then turn back to the tribe, I won't send you any more."

Siegel hugged him hard, and then said, "Thank you for helping me get the core information of the elemental golem this time."

"What's there to thank for that," Kerry said. "I'm afraid the next time we meet will be war time?"

Siegel looked resolute and solemn, nodded: "Be prepared, see you in battle."

Then, Kerry rode away. He first went to the site of the original Jackdaw tribe, where no new grass has grown in the grassland burned by the dragon fire. The snow fell from the sky, melted by the residual heat from the ground, and flowed away along the charred soil. The curse caused by the red dragon's flame and blood will last for a long time, but it will one day germinate and grow new grass.

After Kerry left, Siegel packed his things and got on the road. They put out the fire, covered up all traces, and then crossed the grassland northward. com to continue the previous journey. After the sun sets in the Walled Mountains to the west, when shadows cover the earth, they light torches to light their way.

Siegel had been thinking about what Kerry had said to him, about war and enemies, about cutting weeds.

He was a little uncertain about what to do in the end. This point is not taught in the book. In history, whether it is accepting the surrender of the opponent or fighting to the death, there are both successful examples and failure counter-examples. He thought about it all the way, knowing that he had to figure this out before everything happened, or he would be troubled countless times.

The mage's reticence lasted for several days, and the mood of the entire team was not very high. However, when everyone rushed to the nameless village and town at the foot of the Black Blood Castle Mountain in the City Wall Mountains, Siegel finally figured out this problem.

It doesn't matter what attitude you take as long as you can ensure that you are always stronger than your enemy. Those who fail do not accept or do not accept the repentance of the enemy, but simply because they are weaker.

He completely understood Janet's words, only the strong are the winners. (To be continued.)

PS: This article only represents Siegel's thoughts, and the author recites it, huh, huh.