"So... is it a success?" Anna asked softly.
"Well, the next step is to cut it open and seal it with silver foil." Agatha nodded, "Depending on the type of talisman, the way of ending is different. For example, the scream talisman cannot be cut, it must be used as a whole."
"And when you fail?"
"The blood line can't gather magic power. The reason is unknown. No matter how good the raw materials are, there is always a chance that this will happen. The solution is also very simple. Just pry out the magic stone and do it again."
"But to consume excess blood..." Anna frowned.
"So in Taquila, the blood of the devil is more precious than the blood of the witch," Agatha laughed at herself, "If the blood of the witch is wasted during the experiment, no one will care, but if the blood of the devil is lost, scold And punishment is unavoidable."
…
In the end, two of the six sigils failed. Although the previous steps were exactly the same, the two blood lines did not respond after being injected with magic power. In other words, they did not survive.
Agatha took off the magic stone, took out the spare wooden box, and continued to make the second time.
She must hurry, the devil is dying.
The alien who was fixed on the wooden table gave out irregular convulsions, the blue-black skin gradually turned gray, and the massive blood loss made it breathe harder, and the red mist under the helmet obviously faded. Die within the time limit, and the blood at that time can only last for about a quarter of an hour at most.
"Wait," Anna stopped Agatha when she raised the knife, "use my blood."
Just as she was about to refuse, Anna cut the skin of her wrist with black fire, "Nana can only heal wounds, not replenish blood for you. Your Majesty said that losing too much blood will cause dizziness, and even fainting if you do it wrong. , this is not good for your future experiments. Of course, it is best to take a two-day rest before resuming practice and production, and eat more meat porridge and liver during the period, and the recovery will be faster. "
"... Is this what Your Majesty said?"
"Yeah, every witch has taken a trauma self-help class." Anna smiled, "And the reason you asked me to be your assistant was to let me learn how to make talismans? Why don't you just let me handle these two? ."
Agatha was silent for a while, "I'll trouble you then."
"You're welcome," she said lightly, "I'm also very interested in this."
"...Finally under the attack of the devil, the Witch Empire fell apart and completely disintegrated. The surviving people climbed over mountains and rivers, came to this wild land, and re-established towns for the third and last time. Prepare for the battle of divine will, this is the truth of history."
After Roland finished speaking, he held his chin and looked at Edith's expression quietly.
The afternoon sun shone into the room and cast a radiance in front of the desk. The woman's contemplative appearance was like a statue. The cyan hair was lightly whitened by the sunlight, and her beautiful face did not show the slightest because of these appalling news. eclipsed. As he expected, Edith's eyes were more curious and excited.
She immersed herself for a long time before slowly opening her mouth and said, "You definitely wouldn't make up such a... incredible story in order to deceive me. Is the devil really that powerful?"
"There is no doubt that they are not only fierce individually, but also very numerous. My army can easily defeat the Knights of Tifeko, but it may not be able to defeat the devil. After all, they have been lurking in the northwest of the Dawn Realm for four hundred years. , unlike witches who need to start from scratch. The most important thing is that there is no possibility of peace in this war, and it will not end until one side dies."
"Then... are you going to reveal this news?"
"Sooner or later," Roland sighed, "but not now, I don't know what mentality the territorial people will have towards this terrifying and ruthless alien enemy. Building confidence is a slow process."
"I agree with this, panic is more terrifying than any enemy," Edith nodded. "I have one last question. How long is the battle of divine will before us?"
"Five years, or closer... No one knows when the red moon will come. All I can say is that war may break out at any time, so I can't unify Graycastle step by step."
She no longer answered, but stood up from her seat, knelt down on one knee and said, "In this case, the Kant family is willing to drive you, your laws will be unimpeded in the northern land, and your will is the only one in the northern land. Voice," she paused, "I also hope your promises will come true."
"Are you still thinking about the steam engine factory," Roland shook his head with a smile, "your father would not necessarily agree to this, and what kind of guarantee does Kant use—"
"Me," she said without hesitation.
"what?"
"Your Majesty, I just promise that if you are worried, Cole can stay here." Edith said confidently, "In this way, father can only agree even if he is reluctant."
"You mean to stay in Neverwinter as a hostage?" Although it wasn't that he didn't mean it before, he still felt a little embarrassed when he said it, "Isn't this a threat in disguise in the eyes of the Duke?"
"Not a hostage," she rubbed one hand on her chest and saluted like a knight, "please allow me to join your city hall, I want to see the new world you plan with my own eyes."
…
After nightfall, Roland got six newly made sigils.
"Thank you for your hard work," he nodded towards Agatha, "Is the process going well?"
"The first batch failed twice, and Anna also participated in a part of the production," Agatha yawned, "Anyway, if you still want to make sigils, please give me a spacious laboratory first, not a rudimentary one. A shack like a stable."
"A mage tower, I owe you." Roland responded happily.
The ancient witch had just left the office when Nightingale stuck her head out from behind, "What are these talismans for?"
"Probably the equivalent of a phone, an alarm, and a camera?"
"what is that?"
"You'll know when you try," Roland laughed.
Today is really a fruitful day. Listening to the seal temporarily solved the problem of long-distance information transmission. Although the number is rare, only witches can use it, but it is better than relying on flying messengers. The screaming sigil will send out a high-pitched cry after sensing the devil's ability, and the range is about the size of the border area, which can effectively curb the enemy's sneak attack. As for the Sigil of Insight, it was part of assisting Thunder's expedition plan. He couldn't follow the fleet out to sea, so it would be a pity to miss the spectacular and eerie sea line.
Of course, what pleased Roland the most was Edith Kant's oath of allegiance.
There is nothing sweeter than population and resources. If the Northern Territory is truly effective as she said, the territory he actually controls will more than double, and the remaining aristocratic forces in the Eastern Territory will also feel great pressure.
If it goes well, before the evil moon arrives this year, he may be able to complete the great cause of unification.