book of old days

Chapter 197 Population Crisis
Fireball!
Frostbolt!
Awada eats a big melon!

Dawei Tianlong!

Sean looked at the intact scarecrow in front of him as the target, and helplessly put down his hand, stopping his futile attempts.

It doesn't make sense, what determines the release of magic?There is plenty of magic power in my body, and I can imagine the effects of magic in my mind. The spells are ready-made, but why can't I release the magic I want?
What exactly stops the magic from forming?
He looked at his hands in doubt, and raised his hands—the flames were raging!
Boom, the scarecrow was instantly reduced to ashes in the flames.

Sean frowned, carefully savoring the feeling of casting magic just now.

The mantra—the image of the flame in his mind—also had some subtle and elusive feeling, Sean felt it with his heart, and raised his hand again.

The flames are blazing!

The flames are blazing!

The flames are blazing!

After casting the same spell several times in a row, gradually, he seemed to notice something. The moment the spell was cast, the magic power seemed to complete a strange cycle in the body, a rhythm that seemed to come from instinct.

Just like the role of the tongue in the mouth when speaking, it is insignificant but indispensable.

What makes the magic power condense into shape, and what makes the magic power run into a fixed program.

Sean had always thought it was a spell, but at this moment, he realized that things were not that simple.

It's a pity that the memory of Berg Wood that I inherited is not complete, only the memory of the time before his death, and there is no specific principle of casting spells in that memory, what I inherited is more like an instinct, a muscle Habitual memory.

The flames are blazing!He raised his hand again, but no magic was released, only a flame ignited in the air, and quickly disappeared.

The magic power is exhausted again.

He took out the bottle containing the magic water, this thing can cast more than a dozen flames in one bottle, he hesitated for a while and put the bottle back.

The tragic scene before No. [-]'s death is still vivid in his mind. Before the power of faith really works, it's better not to drink too much.

He watched the flames in front of him gradually go out, and the scarecrow had turned into a pool of ashes, so he turned and walked towards the castle, and returned to the study, the feeling of emptiness in his body struck again without warning.

It had been two days, and he had gradually gotten used to this feeling of emptiness that popped up from time to time.He knew that this was an inevitable reaction after the magic power in his body was exhausted, and the recovery method was also very simple. As long as he took a sip of magic water, the feeling of emptiness would be greatly relieved. If he drank a bottle of magic water, not only would he not feel Empty, but there will be an extremely strong sense of fullness, just like a person who has been hungry for three days has a full meal and is very comfortable.

However, Sean still tried his best to avoid excessive intake of magic power. Fortunately, this feeling of emptiness would not last long, and it would pass after a while, usually only half an hour.

But this time the feeling of emptiness took a little longer, and it lasted for more than an hour before subsiding.

Sean sat on the chair, and he realized that his addiction had increased a bit.

It's not good, why hasn't the power of faith come into play? Logically speaking, it's been several days. Shouldn't those dwarves' faith conversion be very fast?
Let's urge Wednesday again.

Sean thought, then closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation.

Now he can easily enter the god mode. In this mode, he has no entity and only has one perspective, but he can freely roam the world, which is very strange. However, Sean also discovered the limitations of the god mode.

Only where there are believers of the sun god, and where there is the power of faith, can he go freely. At present, that is only Oak Valley.

As long as there are dwarves praying to him, he will be able to vaguely sense it. The more dwarfs praying and the more pious their beliefs, the stronger his feeling will be. Sometimes there will be bursts of whispers in his ears in broad daylight , needless to ask, it must be Wednesday with the dwarves to hold a grand prayer ceremony.

Sean occasionally speaks in front of believers, showing so-called 'miracles' to strengthen their beliefs.

Sometimes he also observes those dwarves who have a devout faith and see their daily life.

But most of the time, he would only meet with Wednesday to discuss the teachings and related settings of the sun god.

At this time, he once again came to the attic where Wednesday lived, and was possessed by the murals on the wall.

"Ah, great master, it's a great honor for you to come again." Wednesday was as respectful as always, but his tone was somewhat impatient, and Sean didn't blame it. He came twice a day, And every time the sun god comes, he has to change the settings and teachings of the sun god. It would be uncomfortable for anyone to be the pope.

Isn't there a saying that says that the best god is the one who does nothing and stays on the altar obediently.

When Xiao En used to work for others, he didn't like the leader pointing fingers and making comments.

"Don't worry, I don't intend to modify the teachings this time." Sean first reassured Wednesday. After careful consideration, he finally revised the setting of the sun god's character.

All the content that clearly describes the character, such as benevolence and kindness, has been deleted. If you are a good person, it must be your own choice, not a change in the power of faith.

However, in order to let the dwarf goblin believers have a clear enough impression, he still retains some words that have no direct impact, such as wisdom, justice, and holy.

Even if such adjectives come true, there will be no negative impact, but it can increase one's own strength and image, so there is no need to strictly prohibit them.

Seeing Xiao En say that on Wednesday, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"So great master, what orders do you have?"

"I would like to ask, how is the matter of teaching teaching going?"

"I've been working hard, but because of the previous revisions to the teachings, the believers are a little at a loss, so it will take a little time."

"Well, keep working hard, I'm looking forward to the result, by the way, how many dwarves are there now?"

Sean can actually perceive the number of believers roughly, but considering that many dwarf goblins are still in their infancy, it is impossible to provide the power of faith, so it is better to ask carefully.

"Now there are more than [-] dwarfs in Oak Valley, and outside Oak Valley—I don't know, but there should be at least five thousand."

"There are so many?" Sean was taken aback, the entire Nordforsen has not a population of 5000.

"Master, as I told you last time, Master Ragnar often comes to me to hire people. His business is doing very well now, and he has purchased a large number of mines, lumberyards, and leather workshops. The requirement for the number of workers is extremely high, and there is a shortage of manpower in the local area, so they can only come to me to hire people.

And—I doubt he's figured out how to grow gnomes. "

What!This time Sean was even more surprised.

"There is no way around this. The reproduction of dwarf goblins is not a big secret. Every dwarf goblin knows it. If Master Ragnar asks, I can't guarantee that those dwarf goblins can keep it a secret."

Xiao En thought that this was not a good time, and the speed of the dwarf's exposure might be faster than he expected.

You must know that capitalists have absolutely no bottom line in terms of manpower demand and squeeze.

Nowadays, there are free laborers who can manufacture in batches. If Ragnar is really a qualified capitalist, it is not difficult to imagine that he will definitely breed dwarfs on a large scale to work for him.

Finding Wednesday to lure people still needs to spend money to share the profits. If you can grow dwarf goblins yourself, it will be much cheaper, and there is no technical threshold for growing dwarf goblins.

But in this way, the more dwarves there are, the faster the exposure time will be. Fortunately, in this era, there is no internet, no telephone, and even the telegraph has not been invented. I believe that it should be possible to delay for some time, but as the rumors increase, whether it is the Society of Rationality, the local businessmen, or the Royal Government, they will definitely send people to Nordforsen to investigate in the end, and that time will be exposed. It's a moment.

It's unknown how the Society of Rationale will react to the discovery of a new race of humanoids called dwarves.

Sean felt a sense of crisis, but he also knew that there was no way to stop it now, but he could find a way to take advantage of it.

"I hope you can train a group of sun priests, let them lurk among the dwarf workers, and continue to spread my beliefs. There are probably more than [-] dwarfs outside Oak Valley, or even tens of thousands."

"This—isn't it?"

"No, you don't understand the capitalist's thinking, but I can't understand it. Such a useful worker, Ragnar can't help it, but it's okay, as long as it can provide the power of faith, it doesn't matter who they work for. unimportant."

After Sean finished speaking, he left.

Back in the physical body, Xiao En showed a determined look on his face.

Now that there is no room for retreat, one must improve one's strength as soon as possible to cope with the next possible test.

It's time to invite a few students to perform the summoning ceremony.

(End of this chapter)