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“Only… just a little success, but there are still a lot of deficiencies. In dozens of experiments, this is only accidental.” Miss Adviser replied for the first time like a little girl who was helpless.

Delphine, who led the two behind him, looked at the scene with great interest.

Brando shook his head: “No success will be accidental. Although it is still very rudimentary, it has opened a new page for history.”

Amandina’s Face is red.

Not shy, but because I feel too shameful. She never thought that one’s own works would have such a historical status. If this sentence is not spoken by Brando, it will really make people laugh. In this field, in front of the Hazell who is the Master, she is an initial. The Aouinian of understanding invented such a small thing, how dare he say that history has changed?

This is really a ridiculous declaration.

But she didn’t know that Brando didn’t predict the future, but rather saw everything – for Aouine, what this moment means for this World. Perhaps decades later, people will realize how important the Year of the Swift is for Vaunde’s history.

That’s a story about a gray crystal.

In the second half of the year, in many parts of central Vaunde, a more far-reaching plan was implemented.

A group of emerging Academys were established in Saers, Aouine, Silver Bay and the Great Plains. When commoner students from all over the world flocked to these Academys, they were surprised to find that their new teachers would be from Brunson’s twelve witches, or From the wisdom of the Hazell plateau.

This is the end of the First Era. In this year, Black Magic was the first time just and honorable on the stage of history. The power of wizards seems to be declining, and Magicite technology began to become a The mainstream of order civilization.

However, in a Magic Academy in Trentheim, as a substitute tutor who just took out a brilliant crystal from one’s own robe, he held up the crystal and said to all the students in the audience: “You can take a closer look. This is a gray crystal, you can also call it mana crystal, which is a dark MP polymer that is extremely unstability.”

“In the past, people used it as a violent explosive, and even used it in most wars. But now, with such a Magicite engine, people can more smoothly put the powerful MP ​​it contains from drew. come out–“

In those eyes filled with the desire for knowledge, the young girls who watched the crystal, they did not understand that they were witnessing the birth of an era.

During the year, a young lady from Aouine’s noble invented a simple machine. With it, people really got rid of the reliance on the amount of tiamatLaws Inner Strength for the first time.

The first day of the Moon of Hoar Frost.

Snow has not yet fallen in Four Borders Plain, the last day that Brando stayed in Manketor, and he once again saw Faamn Knights’ Head Commander. The Head Commander has quietly produced silver, which symbolizes the weather that Faanzanian experienced during the year. He has traveled thousands of miles and has just returned to Manketor from the Great Plains.

“Working hard.” In the face of the Head Commander, Brando had to say: “How is Faanzan now?”

“Everything is fine, thanks to the help of the nations on the Great Plains, where we rebuilt the Holy Church,” Faamn Knights’ Head Commander replied: “The empire is gradually recovering, although this is not a matter of time. But I think maybe we will be able to rejoin the war by the beginning of next year.”

“That’s just the end of the war,” Brando nodded: “With the addition of Faanzan and Aerlanta, the odds of this war have improved a lot.”

He stopped.

Then look at each other.

Brando knows that this Head Commander will definitely not come to find his own hoarse, even if his current status is extraordinary, it can be said that this Holy Alliance is the commander of the name. But that’s just a nominal one, not to mention that Faanzanian has always released goodwill to him before the start of the peace conference. Not only the Head Commander, but the Knights of Judgement and Knights of the Divine Light have come to him more than once.

But he still hasn’t figured out what Faanzanian wants to get from him.

Faanzan Knights’ Head Commander glanced at Solomon, the King of Wizard nodded who was taller than ordinary people and looked serious.

“His Lord Flame King, someone wants to meet you.”

……

“Tirste -“

When Brando saw the skinny and madman in the dim tent, the other was lying on a marching bed, and the murky eyes seemed to have the last glimmer of light. His cheeks were thin and pale. It seems that I will swallow the last one breath at any time, but it is like a powerful Will supporting him, and has been insisting until now.

It’s such a person who is not a ghost, but Brando recognizes the other person at first sight.

Perhaps it was because of the life and death battle in the underground auction house of Bruglas that it was too impressive.