Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Ron had never seen Taylor's 'female body' and didn't know that the girl in front of him was his death knight.

The most, most, and most important thing is that the girl is wearing a lady's equestrian uniform at this time, looking heroic.

Ron didn't immediately associate her with Taylor.

A few seconds passed, Ron's pupils shrank, he thought of something, and looked at the girl in front of him with an inexplicable look.

He said: "Let's talk about this after we get back."

It is not difficult to guess that Taylor is preparing to leave the house with Melitoya. After all, they are going to a place where witches gather. It is safer to be guarded by death knights. This should be the order of Abel or Thomas.

"Yes, Lord Lord."

Teresa bowed and stepped aside, and Melitoya invited her: "Brother, do you want to go too?"

Hearing this, Ron smiled apologetically and said, "No, I still have some important things to deal with. You and Eileen can go ahead. Don't worry about spending money when you see what you want when you enter the city. Just let Rosalind know afterward."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Melitoya's eyes, and she bowed and left with the two of them.

Watching the three people leaving, Ron's eyes fell on Taylor. I have to say that Taylor, who had turned into a female body, did look good.

Without thinking too much about this matter, Ron began to plan in his mind how to make his second entry have the greatest effect.

Taylor has never learned magic, so he must become his disciple. His magic talent is very strong, but there is still a certain gap compared with Harvey.

After careful consideration, Ron sighed: "Looks like we need to plan ahead."

Then he went to the office and gave Joyce a few words, asking her to speed up management deployment and establish a new organization.

After finishing the business, Ron went to his vegetable garden as usual. The plant experts were all red-faced and fiercely argued that their own opinions were correct.

Ron was used to this.

The content of their dispute was naturally about the methods of plant cultivation. This situation did not occur in the past, but since Sig and the others obtained extinct plants from the ancient ruins and new crops from other kingdoms that were introduced to the Miracle City.

They kept arguing every day.

As the theoretical test questions were solved one by one, only two or three unidentified plants remained.

Although Ron can know its name and write entries for it, he can't help in recording the plant's survival characteristics, so they can only leave it to them.

When they saw the lord stepping into the vegetable garden, everyone fell silent and ran over to bow to him.

"I've met the lord!"

Ron nodded slightly and chuckled: "Don't pay attention to me, just keep doing what you did before. I just came here to take a look and pick some fruits to try. By the way, what are the ripe fruits?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an expert answered.

After getting the answer, Ron nodded, walked towards the depths of the vegetable garden, wandered around for a while, picked more than a dozen fresh and juicy fruits, and then left the vegetable garden.

When he just left the vegetable garden, the plant experts continued to have a heated discussion. Ron smiled and then walked away.

In the future, the territory will establish an 'Ministry of Agriculture' to mainly solve crop production problems. After all, there will be more and more agricultural crops in the territory in the future, and ordinary people in the territory will not be able to grow some crops they have never seen before.

The minister will then appoint one of these plant experts.

While eating the freshly picked fruits, Ron headed towards the lake in the east side yard.

After a while, Ron came to the east courtyard and saw Nidhogg sitting motionless next to the bluestone chessboard from a distance, concentrating on playing chess. There was no one opposite him.

Ron did not go over, but went straight to the shore of the lake, where branches and leaves of the World Tree were planted.

Thanks to factors such as the fountain of life and Sloya's careful care, the 'branches and leaves of the World Tree' quickly took root here, absorbed nutrients and began to grow.

However, worthy of the name 'World', its growth is very slow, and it may not be able to grow even one centimeter taller for decades at its current growth rate.

Considering this reason, Ron used the accelerated growth entry attributes in all four entry slots of 'Branches and Leaves of the World Tree'.

Anyway, the entries can be replaced at will, let it grow first.

After checking the growth of the World Tree and confirming that there was no problem, Ron turned around and came to Nidhogg's side.

After taking a look at the chess game, he looked solemn and couldn't understand.

Ron was moved. Is Nidhogg's chess skills already so advanced?

Nidhogg was seen frowning and thinking for a long time before placing his piece. Before even a second passed, the white piece fell onto the board again.

Seeing this, Nidhogg's frown deepened.

Ron felt strange, why did he act like this when he was playing chess with him? In his eyes, White is also controlled by Nidhogg.

About half an hour later, Black lost by one piece.

"I lost again, you are so awesome."

Nidhogg showed a cheerful expression, and there was no trace of defeat on his face. Every time he lost, his chess skills improved by one point, so he naturally did not look unhappy.

"Who are you talking to?"

Ron looked at him with a strange expression. Could it be that Nidhogg was stupid at chess, or was it because he was stimulated by Thomas?

He had heard that Nidhogg lost to Thomas in 519 games of chess.

Hearing the sound, Nidhogg noticed Ron's arrival. He tapped the bluestone chessboard lightly and said doubtfully: "This is the guy, don't you know?"

Hearing this, Ron's eyes flashed with astonishment, and then he thought of something. He sat opposite Nidhogg and touched the bluestone chessboard with his hand.

The item card opens.

[Bluestone chessboard (green)]

【picture】

[Entry 1: How steel is made (blue)]

[Entry 2: Chess Soul (Blue)]

——[How steel is made (blue): This is a noble spirit that absorbs the 'spirit and spirit' emitted by the surrounding creatures to strengthen its own hardness and texture. The quality of 'Jing Qi Shen' is related to the strength, will, and wisdom of the creature, and its enhancement has no upper limit. 】

——[Chess Soul (Blue): Born for chess, absorbing or feeding back the chess skills of the players. 】

Self-improvement!

Ron was surprised but also felt that it was natural. Not to mention Thomas and the others, Nidhogg was the top being of the legendary eighth level. The amount of "spirit" he possessed was like a huge amount, which made the improvement in the quality of the bluestone chessboard completely reasonable.

This 'chess soul' exists like an 'AI' or a 'tool spirit', and can also help people improve their chess skills.

Born for chess.

As the name suggests, I don’t know if it can play other types of chess.

When this idea appeared in Ron's mind, the surface of the bluestone chessboard immediately changed.

The criss-crossing grid disappeared, and the realm of Chu, River and Han appeared.

The black and white chess pieces on the chessboard also changed into different black and red disc characters, neatly located at the intersection.

Nidhogg was moved and asked quickly: "What kind of chess is this?"

"This name: chess."

——

Going to the east courtyard was just a small incident. Nidhogg asked about other chess games from Ron, and finally decided to improve Go first, and then delve into other chess games after defeating Thomas.

Once you reach his level of attainment, it will be much faster to pick up chess games with other rules.

Ron didn't pay too much attention. When Taylor came back, he personally explained magic to him. It was just some basic knowledge, not too detailed.

Only an hour later, Ron clearly felt that his magic talent had increased. This meant that Taylor was already his true disciple and enjoyed the bonus of his cultivation talent.

"As the saying goes, the master leads you in, and your practice depends on the individual. From now on, you will learn magic by yourself. Of course, you don't have to do it if you don't want to. It depends on you."

Ron said something casually and left under Teresa's confused eyes. After a long time, she murmured: "Lord, what do you mean by this? Are you reminding me to learn another way to defeat enemies?"

Ignoring Taylor's psychological process, Ron returned to his dormitory alone and began to meditate and practice magic.

A few hours passed quickly, and he slowly opened his eyes, showing joy.

Although he couldn't see through the fighting spirit talent, he was sure that his magic talent had surpassed the fighting spirit talent, and there were many more.

He just accepted Taylor as his disciple. If there are a few more disciples like him, Ron's magic practice will be more efficient.

Of course, it's difficult.

Ron thought of another way. If quality is not enough, then quantity can be used!

As long as he accepts more disciples, his cultivation speed will naturally increase rapidly. However, as a lord, he naturally cannot go around the streets looking for people to accept disciples. It would be beneath his status.

Therefore, Ron thought of establishing a "magic academy", and he was the dean of the magic academy!

This was part of the original plan. In order to gather talents in the territory, it was necessary. In addition to the magic academy, there was also a knight academy.

The twelve academies of Miracle City are aimed at ordinary people, allowing the people of the territory to enjoy the baptism of knowledge and have the opportunity to change their own destiny.

However, the Magic Academy and the Knight Academy serve the Arnold family entirely.

It belongs to the academy specially established for the purpose of cultivating ‘extraordinary people’ for the family.

However, because Ron had entered the entry of 'famous teacher and disciple', he had to make preparations in advance, and he originally wanted one of his subordinates to serve as the dean of the academy, but now he had to do it himself.

It has been tested on Taylor that he does not need to teach all the time, so he only needs to show up every time the academy starts, distribute magic books, give a speech on the stage, and establish a relationship between teacher and disciple.

All I can say is, win.

The establishment of the Magic Academy will take a long time, so Ron is not in a hurry. With the talent bonus of Taylor, a disciple, he is enough to become a second- and third-level magician in a short time.

In the three new cities under construction, due to the strict control of the Knights, adventurers who enter the Black Valley Forest to hunt monsters do not know what is going on inside the walls.

The army of undead summoned by York is close to one hundred thousand, and as his magic power recovers, this number is still growing.

Joyce read in a personal biography that only a sixth-level necromancer could summon an army of 300,000 undead.

In other words, this level is far from reaching the limit of York, a seventh-level necromancer.

Colin stood on the edge of a cliff with the design drawing. After comparing it, he judged: "According to the current progress, it should be completed within two years."

You must know that these are three new cities of the Quadruple Miracle City. It can be said to be very fast to be built within two years.

But Colin was not satisfied. He continued to look at the design drawings, frowning and thinking about where he could improve.

"Sunshine City, Silver Moon City and Star City."

Colin said to himself that after the lord decided on the names of the three cities, he designed the corresponding landscape architecture according to the concept of the city names.

The lord entrusted him with this important task, and he did not want to disappoint Ron. To do this, he must strive for excellence, not only for his own ideals, but also to live up to the lord's trust.

"Mr. York, I heard that you come from the Kingdom of Khwam a thousand years ago. Can you tell me about the ancient capital of thousands of years ago?"

Colin still remembered that the lord once said to him that the master always has the heart of an apprentice.

He wanted to see history and enrich his horizons.

Look at the old man sitting on the pile of rocks nearby, eating melon seeds and drinking drinks leisurely. His head is full of silver hair, his face is full, and he is full of energy.

It's not as miserable as before.

Hearing Colin's words, York's expression stiffened and his whole body trembled, as if recalling a bad experience. He shook his head vigorously, "I can't tell you a little bit."

At this time, Marvin appeared from behind the two of them and said with a smile: "Mr. York, Master Colin also followed the Lord's instructions, so you can have a chat with him."

"snort."

York looked at him and snorted coldly, but did not refuse again.

Marvin didn't care about this. A strong person naturally has his arrogance. Of course, any strong person must restrain himself in front of the lord.

Marvin noticed that York's hair had grown back, and his heart moved, and he said, "Mr. York, do you have a way to regrow the hair? If you can help the Knight of the Apocalypse, he may remember your kindness."

"Huh? You mean the bald devil?"

York thought for a moment and knew who Marvin was talking about. He sneered, "I can't help it, let him give up."

Marvin was stunned, unable to tell whether York's tone was true or angry.

——

A few days passed.

After practicing hard, Ron finally learned several life magics. This kind of magic requires less magic power and is the easiest to learn.

After learning many magics, he felt a sense of accomplishment.

After all, he is also a magician. For him, chanting incantations is not difficult, but it is the easiest part. The main reason is that the training time is too short and the total amount of magic power is not sufficient.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door of the dormitory, and Egbert said outside the door: "Lord, what you ordered has been delivered. Are you free to take a look now?"

After hearing this, Ron got out of bed, walked out of the dormitory, and was led by Egbert to a courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard, a three-meter-high stone sword carved from a huge stone stands vertically.

This huge stone sword was made by the same person as the statue in the vestibule. After honing his craftsmanship, he has reached a true expert level, which means he can stably produce green quality items.

Ron often designs drawings and has them made and delivered by the people below.

The purpose is to 'directly' brush up the entries. When he knows that the items are more attractive to some entries that are closer to his own characteristics, he will use the characteristics of the items to manually brush up the entries, so that it is easier to brush out the entries that suit his heart. .

Just like the 'stone sword' in front of you, is it a 'stone'? Or 'sword'? What is the weight between the two?

This will affect the retrieval of entries.

After Egbert resigned, Ron touched his hand on the stone sword. As he expected, it was a green quality item with two entry slots, both of which had entries.

"It seems that this stone carving expert has touched the master's field."

Ron smiled happily, and if he could go one step further, he would get a three-entry blue item, which was completely different.

Without thinking any more, Ron kept a calm mind and picked up the entry for the stone sword. This was the case for new items in the past.

But this time it was different.

Not long after he started to retrieve entries, purple light burst out in front of Ron's eyes, and he exclaimed in his heart.

Euler!

Although there have been many purple entries, it is exciting every time.

Ron suppressed his excitement and began to check the attributes of the entries.

——[Sword of Damocles (Purple):]

I just finished reading the entry names.

With a swish sound, the stone sword soared into the sky in front of Ron and flew towards the sky. He raised his head and looked a little dazed.

The owner of the golden cultivation talent is not a witch. A being who is still alive today. I want to take leave tomorrow.