"It's fine. The Serpentine Lizards were only startled. I calmed them down and they were fine." Sifrid replied. She had already surpassed her master and stood out from the rest of the Druids. As if to prove the prophecy of the Daughter of the Forest, Sifrid was able to communicate with animals and listen to the sounds of the forest. Druids could only communicate with wild beasts, but Sifrid was able to understand the language of monsters and plants. She was now one of the most powerful Druids in the Withering Tree Council, and her position was only below a few Great Druids. The Grand Elder also wanted to pass the position to her, but she volunteered to come to Valhalla when she heard that the monsters' nest was in trouble.
Right now, Sifrid was not only the leader of all the magical beasts in the Serpentine Lizard Farm, but she was also in charge of Valhalla's agricultural production. Almost all the druids in Firburh obeyed her commands, and her position in Count Trentheim's hierarchy was second only to Amandina and a few others.
"Thank you, Sifrid." Amandina replied sincerely.
"This is what I should do, sister Amandina." Sifrid replied modestly.
Sifrid paused for a moment and looked at Levin Onesson's direction. Amandina noticed her expression and realized something. She lowered her voice and asked: "What is it, Sifrid?"
"Sister Amandina, the workers accidentally entering the hatchery was just a trigger for the Serpentine Lizards to go berserk."
"Is it still the same matter?"
Sifrid nodded.
Amandina frowned. The secret plan was one of Valhalla's top secrets. It originated from a report by Monique, the Light Spirit of Valhalla. The report mentioned that Valhalla was slowly recovering. In the ancient times, the Stronghold was a part of the World Tree. It was not an inanimate object to begin with, and its recovery could be said to be an orderly process of growth.
Amandina thought of the possibility that the Light Spirit mentioned. Even though she was not sure if Monique was exaggerating, but if it was successful, it would be a great change for Valhalla.
But that was a matter for the future. Right now, the Serpentine Lizards were becoming restless. If this continued, it would only be a matter of time before outsiders found out about it.
Of course, this plan could not be known to outsiders. Amandina glanced at Levin and the others not far away, thinking that what the king's eldest son 'saw' should be the 'open secret' of Valhalla.
She patted Sifrid's shoulder and gestured for her to follow her.
"So Valhalla can fly?"
Amandina and Sifrid met Monique in Valhalla's central Mana Pool. The Light Spirit had not left this place for a month.
The nest of the Light Spirits, the Vortex of Light, was also placed in this place. At this time, Valhalla already had three complete Mana Pools. A steady flow of Mana was sent into the Vortex of Light. Every few minutes, a Light Spirit would be born from it.
Monique monitored the operation of the Vortex of Light while answering Amandina's question. "It's impossible for it to fly for the time being. Don't even think about it before we have one, two, three … … twelve Mana Pools to send Mana. Even though the Strongholds of the Divine Folk in the past were all floating, it's already good enough for us to be able to make it move."
"How long will that take?" Amandina asked with a frown. "The lower city is close to Valhalla's root system. The huge amount of energy from the root system will attract the attention of others sooner or later, and the monsters in the nests are beginning to feel uneasy."
"I can have Valhalla set up an isolation layer." Monique thought for a moment and replied.
"Forget it, we don't have that much Mana to waste. Is there any other way?"
Amandina knew that Valhalla needed a lot of Mana every time it evolved. This Mana could originally be supported by the Mana Ores excavated from the Black Forest, but with the growth of Valhalla, the Mana Ores that were originally surplus for export had now begun to be imported.
Fortunately, there was the Cold Dew Queen's alliance on the Shining Sea. Her Shining Scale Nagas guarded this route all year round, so that Tónigel's ocean trade would not be interrupted by the chaos in the north.
"To speed up the evolution of Valhalla, in addition to increasing the source of Mana, we can also increase the efficiency of Mana transmission. This is also a disguised way to increase the input of Mana." Monique thought for a moment and said, "Aren't you studying that Mana transmission device? How about this, I'll have Valhalla open a new hall, just under the Moon Pool. We'll build a Mana transmission hall there, and let the Mana of the Moon Pool be converted by your devices before it enters the veins of the World Tree. "
Converting Mana could indeed increase the efficiency of Mana use. This was also the principle of the Hazell Magic Devices. They purified the Mana that could only be purified by Wizards through the means of runes, so that mortals could also use Mana.
In fact, the more powerful a Wizard was, the higher the efficiency of Mana purification. The external manifestation of this was that he could master more powerful magic, and the more advanced the Magic Devices were. Although the new generation of Magic Devices developed by Amandina was not yet comparable to the cutting-edge technology represented by the Hazell people in this era, under Brando's suggestion (cheat), it had far surpassed the first generation of Erouine Magic Devices that she had created in history.
However, Amandina was not confident about that. Although her talent in magical device design may far exceed her ability in internal affairs, the greater the expectation, the more anxious she would be. "The thing I designed has not been tested yet …" Amandina said.
"It doesn't matter," Monique replied casually. "Practical application is the best experiment. We Light Spirits have always done this."
"May I ask, do you Light Spirits often have accidents?"
"Well," Monique thought for a moment. "Occasionally, a few people will die."
Amandina's face showed deep suspicion. She doubted the counting ability of these Light Spirits. How many times did they mean by 'occasionally'? How many people did they really die?
…
Maynild carefully turned a fourteen-leafed Amandina and the pottery pot in which it was planted. She crossed her arms and squinted her eyes to admire the way the sun shone through the glass window on its spikes.
The bright sun made the ink bottle on the desk shine and cast a shadow under the feather of the quill pen. On the map bound with thread at the side, the needle on the copper-plated pocket watch's dial had just passed three o 'clock.
Every piece of furniture on the desk was not neatly arranged. It was the complete opposite of Amandina who was meticulous in everything. It was as if the arrangement had been carefully designed, reflecting the unusual interests of the hostess.
A claw carefully opened the door and a chubby head poked in. The two eyes on the head blinked and stared at the hostess in the room with a bit of fear.
"Come in." The female Knight seemed to have sensed someone opening the door. She turned around and replied with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not here to talk to you about the Magic Crystal theft case from a few days ago."
"I didn't do it!" Shitah quickly waved her claws and said in a sharp voice, "I didn't go to the Stars warehouse!"
"Oh, so there's still the Stars warehouse. It seems like I have to have someone check it."
The little fat dragon's eyes were filled with panic and it almost ran away in fear. "Impossible, I definitely didn't do it in the other places! I swear, I only went to the Stars warehouse and there was an evil thief framing me! "
"You just denied it."
"Miss Maynild, that is … …"
Then it saw the dangerous smile on the female Knight's face.
"Call me lord." Maynild gave an angry snort.
"Lord Knight."
Shitah revealed a dejected look, but it didn't dare go against the words of this terrifying demoness. It could only squeeze its round body into the room. Maynild frowned as she looked at the creaking door frame and wondered if it would announce its retirement.
"Why don't you turn into a human, Shitah?"
"Since the Dragon God's betrayal, it has been like this." Shitah dejectedly replied, "The power of the dragons is declining day by day. God, this is such a bad era."
"But why isn't Lady Mithril like this?" Maynild thought of Mithril who had sent it back from Dragon Island. It was the Silver Dragon Lady who had sent the information about the disaster in the north to Valhalla.
"She is an adult dragon, Lord Maynild. I am just a pitiful little guy."
"In terms of horizontal area, you aren't small at all." Maynild snappily teased.
Shitah's face showed shame and anger, but it didn't have the courage to bare its fangs and brandish its claws. Over the past month, since Lady Amandina handed it over to this terrible Knight, it found that its good days were over.
The latter's endless means almost cost it half its life. It didn't know that there was a gap between its knowledge and that of this' mortal 'lady. The latter had once managed a huge guild, while it was just a baby dragon that had been hiding in a glacier for hundreds of years.
"Shitah," Maynild knocked on the desk. "Have you thought about accompanying Prince Haruz on his diplomatic mission to Lantonilan?"
"Oh, that … I'll think about it again …"
The female knight looked coldly at the guy who was too lazy to move and said, "Then we can only talk about the theft case at Stars Pet Chain Supermarket."
"No …" The little fat dragon screamed, "You said not to talk about this, Lord Maynild."
"Yes, I originally wanted to talk about Prince Haruz, but you chose to refuse this topic, didn't you?"
Shitah almost wanted to bang its head on the ground when it heard this. It wailed in pain, "This is despicable coercion."
"That's pretty much it."
"I …" The little fat dragon straightened its body. It almost wanted to rebel against the tyranny, but the moment it met Maynild's smiling gaze, the young dragon turned back into a little sheep. "Alright, I, I agree."
"That's good," Maynild replied with a smile, "This way, when Lady Hipamira comes back, maybe I'll have forgotten a lot of things."
Shitah couldn't help but let out another wail.
… …
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