A series of major events have happened to the Duke of Mark recently.

First, Duke Marcus was critically ill, and several sons fought for the position of heir.

Immediately, the Duke's illness miraculously improved, and he exiled several adult sons to regain power.

Finally, he generously rewarded the doctor who treated him, granted the canonization of the three knights of Ilya, and gave a land of tens of thousands of acres as a fief.

Jack collar.

This is the new name given to the joint fiefdom by the three Ilya.

Of course, the name doesn’t matter. What’s important is that this place will become a mage tower, and even the place where the first magician academy was established on the mainland.

Three horses galloped in the wasteland, riding on them with a wizard wearing a robe.

"I've seen it..."

Taklau first said: "The arable land in this territory has about 10,000 imperial acres, a forest and a village... There are about a hundred families in the village, all of us are our leaders. A market is held every half a month to exchange for some daily necessities..."

"If it were to rely on them, I don't know when the Mage Tower will be built. Fortunately, the Duke sent a construction team..." A trace of disdain flashed in Phil's eyes.

"Well, the construction site has arrived."

Iriya came to a construction site, and hundreds of slaves were working hard.

The construction of the Mage Tower is more troublesome and cost-effective than building a castle.

They first set up a mountain nearby and built a stone yard to transport the polished stones here.

Then, it is necessary to measure the land and build the foundation.

"The Mage Tower has seven floors in total, library, storage room, laboratory, botanical garden, lounge, energy pool, basement...I have planned all..."

Ilya asked the leader Patra to come and ordered the slave to retreat first: "Of course... the most important thing is to make the foundation first, and do it!"

She raised her staff and a ray of light emerged.

Wherever the yellow light passed, the soil quickly condensed into a gray stone in the huge pit dug out.

Turn mud into stone!

Phil and Taklau nodded and took action.

Although they each chose their own path, they were not unable to cultivate the "spell templates" of other factions.

For example, Iriya also has talent for the "Illusion System" founded by Taklau, but he was unable to touch the edge of the prophetic spell. In order to protect himself, he learned several powerful "Energy-Styling System" spells from Phil.

In exchange, her healing spell was also learned by her two companions.

Although the effect is not as good as that of Ilya, it can also be used.

Turn mud into stone!

Turn mud into stone!

With the help of magic, a stone foundation suddenly emerged, making both the slaves and the supervisor stunned.

"This...what power is this!"

Patra murmured in a low voice: "Evil? Or kind? Anyway... it's so mysterious... it's so amazing..."

For mortals without extraordinary power, superstring warriors are already unimaginably powerful.

The power of magic is even more wonderful.

But thinking of the Duke's order, Patra suppressed all his thoughts.

“Patra.”

At this time, he heard the voice of the mysterious goddess, and hurried forward and bowed lowered: "Sir, what are your instructions?"

"Then two days off, let the slaves go down and rest, and give them broth!"

Iriya said instructing.

Next, the three of them were required to paint magical runes on the foundation, which was not something that ordinary slaves could do.

"Abide by your order! You are so kind!"

Patra said in admiration.

After leaving, he immediately rode a horse and galloped for a long time. In the middle of the night, he arrived at the Gray Fish Castle where the Duke was located.

Because of the order, even in the middle of the night, he was received by Duke Marcus.

In the study room.

The dim candlelight is unstable.

Marcus held a quill and listened quietly to Patra's story.

"You mean... they have mastered magical powers that can turn soil into stone?"

"It's not just that, Lord Duke!"

Sweat continued to appear on Patra's forehead: "They can also summon flames and explode huge peaks... The quarry in the mountains has solved many difficulties because of the action of Lord Phil. The daily mining volume is several times that of other quarries..."

"It's really...incredible..."

Marcus murmured, feeling that the world might be changing again.

He thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind and wrote a letter that was sealed with fire paint: "Bring this letter to the magician Iliya, several of my friends are also troubled by illness. I heard about her magical medical skills, and hoped that she could go over and see... At the same time, please find out if she has the idea of ​​accepting a disciple."

As a ruler, if you have uncontrolled power under your command, your first reaction is naturally to eliminate it.

But if it cannot be eliminated and there are benefits, I will naturally think of sharing it.

"Yes, Lord Duke!"

Patra bowed and walked out.

...

"It finally appears?"

At the same time, in a military camp.

An intelligence was sent to Barker.

"The mysterious man who snatched the obelisk back then finally came out to move!"

He looked at the information in his hand and was very excited.

The Empire was very determined to do this. If he hadn't been a 'hero', he might have been directly thrown into prison in the last failure.

Over the past few years, he has been with the royal hero and has been unable to return to the imperial capital and has been looking for the other party's traces.

If Iriya and others had been living in seclusion, there would naturally be no way out.

But now there is no way to escape imperial supervision when it is open to public activities.

He opened the letter and frowned again: "I actually got the protection of Duke Marcus..."

"Sir, let's directly order the Duke with the Empire to cooperate..."

Next to him, a heart-wrenching eyeball turned and suggested.

"No, the Duke has great power and the power to pardon... and the matters in that ruin are confidential and cannot be made public!"

Barker frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly made a decision: "Order, two thousand people gather! We directly raided the Jack's lord, arrested the wanted criminals, and found the obelisk... As for what happened later, it was just a dispute between the Empire and the Duke..."

He was born as a general and did things decisively.

Take action slowly, what if the other party gets the news and runs away?

Therefore, I would rather have a quick and decisive blow. As long as I find the obelisk, the Empire will not care too much about the rest.

And he also knew the strength of those mysterious people very well.

Although the methods are strange, they are definitely not a hero's opponent when fighting head-on!
Chapter completed!