A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and Robb desperately studied the "Encyclopedia of Magic Runes".

In the previous days, teaching on the 32nd was very slow, because he wanted to "step by step" so that the students of large numbers could keep up with the progress, but now Robb does not have this problem in self-study, and he will no longer be collected by the entire class. The scum drags down the progress, can show his liver emperor's character, and study hard by himself.

Runes can be mastered by rote memorization and crazy practice. Anyway, his magic power is almost limitless, and he won't have any magic power to practice a few runes like other students. The magic essence ink is even simpler. For other students, that thing is money. For Robb, just rub a few pieces of equipment and use enchanting skills to remove them, then special equipment can be converted into magic essence, and then melted. Yu Shui got the magic essence ink.

He has inexhaustible magic essence inks and endless magic powers. The speed of practicing drawing magic runes is not reasonable at all. He can draw dozens or hundreds of them every day. This thing is just practice makes perfect. That's it.

As a result, the residents of Westwind Town have always heard all kinds of inexplicable explosions in recent days. These explosions are all heard from the hillside behind the church, and occasionally they can see their beloved Godfather with dusty faces and faces. It flew out several tens of meters in the sky in the scorched black, and then fell to the ground with a thump, **** in the sky, the thief was embarrassed...

This was blown up by the rune that I drew and missed!

There are not many things in this world that can hurt him, and the runes he drew by himself are one of them. He often accidentally blows up his HP-50% or even -80%, but the problem is not big, and the milk continues. liver! Afraid of a hammer!

Once he almost killed himself, but he had no fear of death. If he expected it, he would be fine even if he died, because what he was eating was the rules of the game, and after his death, it was probably...should...maybe... Will turn into a ghost and appear in the cemetery, and then run to his corpse to resurrect.

If you can't find the corpse, you can just hit the archangel at the tomb site and he will be resurrected!

"Black Blade" is set in this way.

Of course, he hasn't died yet. I'm not sure it will be like this when he died. Don't try things that are not sure. If he doesn't resurrect after he died, it would be embarrassing for the thief.

Therefore, he practised magic runes frantically on the premise of ensuring that he would not be blown up to death as much as possible.

A few days later...

At noon that day, the noble children came to Westwind Town under the protection of a huge guard group.

This guard regiment was formed by the nobles of various families, each of which sent dozens of guards, and the combination of dozens of guards from the nobles formed an army of nearly a thousand people.

Kangte became the leader of this army. Wearing a full-body plate armor and riding a tall horse, he led the army to the gate of Xifeng Town, but because he was too forceful, he didn’t reveal his identity in the first place, so he almost quoted him. There was an attack from the sentinel.

Fortunately, when the sentinel was equipped to shoot his arrows, Conte was taken aback, and hurriedly yelled: "I am from the Chenguang family!" This avoided the fight.

Conte looked at the waiting town of Westwind, and felt something was wrong. He hurried to ask the guard. Only then did he know that a few days ago, an orc scout squad came to Westwind. Of course, the orc squad had been killed. The body was buried under the hillside next to the church.

Because of the appearance of this scout team, Westwind Town has already deployed half of its prison guards to act as sentinels, and now the entire town has entered a state of being ready to fight.

Hearing this news, the nobles and young masters couldn't help being a little surprised. They came to Westwind Town to avoid war. If Westwind Town is also facing war, what is the use of coming here?

The palace minister's daughter couldn't help showing a look of embarrassment. Can this Westwind Town still enter? Do you want to return to the Path of Light?

There were many noble young masters and ladies who thought the same way as her, and the whole team was shaken.

When she was struggling, Robert Smith's face suddenly appeared on the town wall, waved to the young masters and ladies outside, and smiled heartily: "You are all here, great. Welcome. ."

Seeing him, the mentality of the young masters has stabilized a little bit, because Robert seems to be much more reliable than Conte.

The minister of the palace's daughter poked her head out of the carriage and said loudly, "Robert, I heard that Westwind Town is also in a state of preparation. Can we still take refuge here?"

"Oh, this question, I think you will get the answer soon." Robb smiled and said: "Would you like to see how the townspeople of Westwind Town prepare for the battle?"

This sentence aroused the interest of the young masters. The daughter of the Minister of Palace immediately jumped out of the carriage, and took Marianne and a few bold young masters into Westwind Town, intending to see the town residents. "How to prepare for war".

Sure enough, there is a sense of tension in the town that is about to war.

A townsman was squeezing soybean oil frantically. While squeezing the oil, he yelled at his wife: "Move fast. We must squeeze the soybean oil before the war, and prepare the potatoes. We have to manufacture them in large quantities. Potato chips, this is a good opportunity to make a lot of money."

Marianne stunned on the spot: "Robert, what kind of preparation is he? Why do you want to prepare potato chips?"

Robert laughed and said, "Sell it to people who watch the game."

Marianne: "..."

The daughter of the Minister of Palace Affairs saw several carpenters desperately nailing wooden tables and chairs, and couldn’t help but leaned forward curiously: "What are you doing? The war is coming, shouldn’t we hurry up to make trebuchets and giant crossbows? Is it something like a car? Why are you making tables and chairs?"

The carpenters raised their heads and laughed: "Those things are good for ass. I am Godfather in Westwind Town. I hit any enemy with one hand, and discipline them that they can’t even touch the walls. What kind of trebuchets are needed? Table and chairs, grab the best place to watch the game, and then you can sell the place to others and make a lot of money. Huh? Miss, you look like a noble lady who has just arrived in Westwind Town. Would you like to book a best place to watch the game? I only need one gold coin. I promise to prepare it for you. A table and four chairs, plus a big umbrella."

Daughter of the Minister of Palace Affairs: "..."

The other aristocratic young masters and young ladies went around the town and saw almost the "preparation" scene. It was really full of enthusiasm. The townspeople were so busy that they were desperately preparing for making money.

The unique war culture of Xifeng Town is simply frantic.

The young ladies finally returned to the town gate and waved goodbye to the army escorting them: "Go back to the road of light. Just leave a few servants here to take care of our daily lives, bye!"