CHAPTER 270: CHAPTER 181: ALL MADE UP

"The dung of Magical Beasts can also fertilize ordinary plants and cause them to mutate."

Vivian continued to explain, "But be cautious with the amount; it cannot exceed a ten-to-one ratio, or the plants will be burnt to death by the Magic Power."

"This book is quite valuable, perfectly useful."

Luo De glanced at the cover, "Translate this book when you have some time."

The few books Avril brought back allowed him to glimpse another side of the Extraordinary world.

Previously, Luo De understood Extraordinary power solely as a means to enhance combat strength.

Today’s contents in the tome made Luo De realize that magic also transforms life.

Magical Beasts and Magic Plants coexist, and they can also produce various special materials.

Those materials combined with ordinary items and Extraordinary Gems can be used to create various magical items for everyday use.

For example, a Magic Lamp can utilize Extraordinary Gems for magic or have a Wizard infuse magic, providing long-term illumination.

The Magic Lamp’s effect is similar to electric lights from Luo De’s past life, making the night as bright as day.

There is also the recorder used by Wizards, capable of carrying various information much like a computer hard drive.

Wizards can directly use Spiritual Power to extract information or transmit the information onto a crystal screen.

Wizards have even crafted Golems, Magic Energy Spaceships, and other extraordinary legendary items.

In Alchemy, Luo De also saw instruments similar to modern scientific devices.

Luo De understood why this world is now so backward.

In fact, this world was once glorious.

It’s just that with the prevalence of Magic Power, many things are not as quick as using magic.

This led Wizards and the gods controlling the narrative to take another path called "Magic Energy Technology Tree."

But after the war between Wizards and the gods, there was an abrupt break in Magic Power.

Magic Energy Technology was completely emasculated.

This caused many disciplines to develop from the ground up.

Luo De marveled at these miraculous items and couldn’t help but think secretly.

If one could control more resources of magic, coupled with some concepts and ideas from a past life, perhaps a different path could be established.

"Alright, I’ll start translating it shortly."

Vivian nodded.

Knock, knock, knock –

"It’s late."

Avril’s voice came from the doorway.

Luo De stood up and opened the door.

Avril wiped her wet hair with a towel, her alluring pajamas carrying a tinge of mist under the lamplight.

"After a busy day, perhaps you should spare some time for me, my Lord."

Avril’s slender arms wrapped around Luo De’s neck, her damp hair tickling his neck.

"Of course."

Luo De unhesitantly picked up Avril by the waist.

Avril smiled and looked back at Vivian, who was sitting with her head down.

"Aren’t you coming?"

"I... will stay on watch for you."

Vivian’s cheeks flushed slightly.

"Hmm."

Avril said nothing more and let Luo De carry her into the bedroom.

Vivian stored the tomes and leaned against the bedroom doorway.

Soon, sounds came from inside the room.

Vivian closed her eyes, biting her lip, her crossed arms on her chest clutching tightly at her clothes.

After a long time, a long howl echoed from the room.

Then it returned to calm.

Vivian released her grip, let out a breath, and discreetly wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Finally, it’s over..."

Creak –

Just as Vivian thought to herself, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

A slender arm stretched out from inside, grabbing her wrist.

"Come along."

A playful voice rang out, and before Vivian could react, she was pulled inside the room.

The door shut heavily behind her.

The hall suddenly fell into silence.

But soon, Luo De’s startled voice came from the bedroom,

"Stop it! You’re not supposed to bite that!"

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Evening.

Ice Blade Valley, Icebound Town.

In the hall of the Lord Manor, the flames in the fireplace were crackling.

The firelight reflected on the rough stone walls, casting flickering shadows.

The oil from the roasted venison leg had solidified on the edge of the plate, breadcrumbs scattered inside, and the air was filled with the lingering aroma of roasted meat and ale.

Clearly, a banquet had just ended.

Rein looked at the breadcrumbs on his plate, resisting the urge to lick it clean.

Although he was full, his frugal habits made him want to finish the plate.

But it might embarrass his Lord, Baron Rod.

Finally, Rein reluctantly wiped his mouth.

Rein stood up and bowed slightly towards Baron Blom,

"Thank you for your hospitality, Lord Baron Blom."

Baron Blom chuckled, "Haha, Rein, no need to be so polite!"

"The gifts sent by Baron Rod are enough to invite you ten times over."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the piles of wild boar legs and venison on the table, and grinned.

"Not to mention you brought so much fresh game, saving me quite a bit of food!"

Rein nodded with a smile in response, "It is only right, Lord Baron."

"We are hunting on your lands, and it is only appropriate to pay taxes to you."

Rein respectfully answered, "Besides, I also caught a rare peregrine falcon on your land."

Peregrine falcons are very rare.

Their speed far surpasses that of hawks, diving at a pace that hardly allows any target to react.

Compared to eagles, peregrine falcons are more docile, have quicker reflexes, and possess sharper vision.

However, peregrine falcons are slightly smaller than eagles and a bit more delicate.

The peregrine is more like an assassin, while the eagle is more like a warrior.

Baron Blom’s eyes lit up.

"Peregrine falcons are indeed more elegant and beautiful than eagles!"

Baron Blom couldn’t help but exclaim, "I too would love to have one, but unfortunately there are no falconers in my territory."

Baron Blom shifted the conversation, asking softly, "Could you sell me one of the hawks you’ve trained?"

"I mean nothing else by it, I just think it would be very dashing to have a hawk on my shoulder."

"I can’t make that decision, sorry, Lord Baron Blom."

Rein shook his head slightly, his tone firm, "Such matters need to be discussed with my Lord."

He paused and added, "I can convey a message for you."

"Forget it, I was being abrupt."

Baron Blom sighed slightly.

The price of a hawk must not be low, and he currently had no spare money to purchase such things.

How did Baron Rod manage to gather so many capable people under his command?

I wonder when I can achieve such development.

"Alright, let’s not talk about this, come sit and have another drink with me."

Baron Blom set aside his worries, lifting a silver goblet, "Go back and thank Baron Rod for me; the wine he gifted is particularly rich and aromatic, I really enjoy it..."

"Lord!"

Before Rein could lift his goblet, Baron Blom’s guard suddenly entered.

"Baron Rod sent a letter, saying there’s an important matter to notify you about."

Baron Blom and Rein exchanged glances, both filled with doubt.

"Quick, let him in."

Baron Blom immediately commanded.

"Yes, Lord."

The guard promptly responded, swiftly going out to bring the messenger in.

"Good day, esteemed Baron Blom."

The messenger bowed and presented the letter to Baron Blom with both hands.

"My Lord, Baron Rod, instructed that you read this letter personally and respond as soon as possible."

"An important matter?"

Baron Blom was momentarily stunned, personally stepping forward to receive the letter.

Glancing at the seal’s emblem and confirming it was indeed from Rod, he immediately tore it open, pulled out the letter, and read it carefully.

His eyes swept across the letter continuously, his expression gradually turning grim.

Rein stood by, keenly sensing the change in atmosphere.

He tentatively spoke, "Lord Baron, is my Lord, Baron Rod, eager for me to return?"

Baron Blom shook his head, his gaze cold,

"No, this has nothing to do with you."

Baron Blom tightly gripped the letter, his knuckles slightly whitening,

"It’s about those Lizardmen, the Bloodscale Tribe is doing something terrifying."

Baron Blom’s voice was low, "If what’s written in the letter is true, then all the lords of the Northern Wasteland must thank Baron Rod."

Baron Blom’s words puzzled Rein.

But Rein had the wisdom to not ask more.

If the Lord wanted him to know, the messenger would have told him.

Baron Blom held the letter, smoothing its creases,

"No, this must be reported to the other lords."

"The matter of dealing with the Lizardmen must be expedited."